Tag: Lost

The Red Queen’s Lost Grave Pt. 6

Hook walked. Long, swinging stride that ate streets in huge, hungry bites. Cobbles gleamed with melted snow, which fell in thick veils that shifted and billowed, turning the gas street lamps into golden, shimmering stars. The rows of buildings that framed the streets could…

The Red Queen’s Lost Grave Pt. 5

Dirty, wet, stinking trash built into walls, bits of forgotten wood and metal forming narrow, crooked lanes, like little streets down in the dark places, where respectable people did not go. A pale flicker, dirty bare feet and a ragged gray hem, that is…

The Red Queen’s Lost Grave Pt.4

Still for Kat of the Lily Cafe! The Red Queen’s Lost Grave Part 4   “A collar and a bell. Collar and bell.” Tick, tick, tick went Hook’s mustache. I said nothing of the horror those words woke in me. A name. A collar….

The Idle Writer

I think the best piece of writing advice – besides embracing my own life – that I ever got was to be idle. Now, this is something I used to do naturally, back when I first started writing. I would pause before putting pen…

Butterfly

We all come to a point in our life where we need to evaluate and make changes. I’ve been doing this for months. It started with my separation from my husband almost two years ago. Something I thought would last forever fell apart. In…