Tales from Nico — Nico. This small human says this word a lot. Apparently, it’s my name. I don’t know what a name is. Or if that is it. Riley, that’s what the other humans call the small human except for the one who calls them Rye. It’s a “nickname” whatever that is. Names…

A series based on actual events from my character’s POV — DANGER! Those words scrawled in blood on the rusty hinged, decaying door stuck with me. Out of all the things in that room, I struggled to take my eyes off it the most. The only thing more distracting than that is the pain in my shoulder from Ned, whom I…

A series based on actual events from my character's POV — I’m stuck with these companions now as we head onward through this haunted house. Yeah, okay, they may have saved me from the spiders, but it doesn’t matter; I could’ve got myself out of it on my own. I stand at the door-frame of a decrepit room with Plato as…

A modern day retelling of Cinderella — …pitter-patter…CRASH! The storms brews and churn thunder booming rain slamming into my umbrella. We toss our flowers into the grave and one by one down they cascade down into the pit. The wind blows the petals off and they float away in the breeze. People walk inside the gazebo till…

Helpful hints and writing inspiration — My first published book was my stepping stone into the writing community. I was not yet thirteen, and I received a warm welcome. And from those first meetings at book launches and festivals, I wanted to learn more about their experiences as writers. I love learning about their experiences because…

Poems from Penny —

A series based on actual events from my character's POV — How did I end up here? How did I end up walking this path alongside a warforged, satyr, triton, and some bug-obsessed wood elf? I honestly don’t know. I don’t even know these people, and I’m meant to work alongside them. Fate may work in mysterious ways, but I do…

Growing Up Chronically Ill — I am an ambulatory wheelchair user. Which is a fancy way of saying I am able to walk, but I rely on my wheelchair at times. At age 9, after years of unexplained pain and symptoms, I was diagnosed with Ehlers Danlos Syndrome (EDS) and some co-morbidities that are unique…

…and the mystery of the scroll — That was it, if I was going to survive the night, I seriously needed to re-evaluate how I made my decisions. The icy rain stung my skin like needles as the fierce wind howled around me, making it hard to see the path ahead. I trudged through the thick brush…