The Hummingbird

The Hummingbird Don’t let the time pass This bird is too fast Don’t diddle, don’t daddle, don’t blink For you must be sleek To steal a quick peak At this creature who leaves in a wink It hovers and sings And does different things As it stimmers and stammers and stirred But make sure you … More The Hummingbird

Life Flitters By

But Mom!  Says the little girl, pouting about  To the woman,  Who feels left than thirteen ‘Twas Tom! The girl cries, as she wrestles and shouts Pulling hair  As she’s acting so mean Have I grown? Asks the mother, all riddled and scared To herself, For yesterday seems Like she was  Just the poor little girl … More Life Flitters By

On the Eve: 10

Queen Jocasta – Sovereign Ruler of the West Lies. They plague our souls, causing us to act in ways of which we never believed ourselves capable. Yet we often cling to these falsities; desiring the reality we’ve fabricated over the painful truth that is life. Ignorance is bliss, they say. Perhaps there is some validity … More On the Eve: 10

On the Eve: 9

Hadrian Merlfang – Lord of the North I told him it would end this way, the fool. How many years now? Things never end as we intend. No, not ever. Our fresh, inexperienced selves, energized with the fervor of youth, see nothing but the ideal and the desired. Then, as it always is, the bitch … More On the Eve: 9

On the Eve: 8

Antony – Commander of Queen Jocasta’s Army I am conflicted. Queen Jocasta has recalled our armies to Clarmont. All of them. Each and every weary, exhausted regiment is to report to this tiny speck of a village in an attempt to regroup and finish what we began. My conflict stems not from my duty to … More On the Eve: 8

On the Eve: 7

Lady Elaine, former Vice-Regent to King Jordain Jordain, I sincerely hope that my letter finds you well. I was just informed that the Queen attempted to overtake your lands. What is going on? I must be informed, as I fear transgression of my own stead if my suspicions prove correct. The agreement we came to … More On the Eve: 7

The Revolt Returns: 9

“Hey guys! Has anyone seen my jar of annoying whispering wisps?” Approaching the Lenghornian village’s central meeting area, Dustin the Determined asks his co-workers where his pets might be. “Oh yeah, we actually threw them out.” Chris the Comical tells him. “They all died. Did you not feed them?” His quizzical stare slowly fading into … More The Revolt Returns: 9

On the Eve: 6

King Jordain She knows exactly where my heart lies. Buried deep within that sheath of angst, she knows the truth. She knows I cannot raise my blade to her. This foolhardy campaign is fueled by her insatiable desire for revenge; her misguided malfeasance. Yet reality continues to elude her. The entirety of her army’s morale rests … More On the Eve: 6

I Want to Play a Game

I’d like to try a thought experiment. This might be weird; but just bear with me. You’ll need to pay very close attention to the things you’re about to read. More importantly, you’ll need to truly, truly, visualize and imagine what I’m going to say. I want you to imagine yourself plugging your ears. Sound strange? … More I Want to Play a Game

On the Eve: 5

Antony – Commander of Queen Jocasta’s Army An emissary arrived today with a most perplexing message. He hurriedly navigated his way through Clarmont’s cobblestone streets and somehow obtained an audience with Queen Jocasta herself. The dispatch appeared to be one of grave import, as he was quickly ushered into Jocasta’s inner chambers following the delivery. … More On the Eve: 5

The Revolt Returns: 8

“Hey, what was the name of that new girl again? You know, the brown haired Lenghornian with the exquisite…personality?” Back in Spam’s newly reconstructed Tower of Management, Will the Wolf ponders the assets of a Lenghornian newcomer with Chilian manservent, Quesadilla. “I know not, my Lord.” Quesadilla replies. “I am but a lowly Chilian. Our … More The Revolt Returns: 8

On the Eve: 3

Antony – Commander of Queen Jocasta’s Army We have taken refuge in Clarmont, the first safe village we crossed following our withdrawal. If one can even call it a village, that is. There is little more than battered huts and peasant farmers here. Far less than what one would deem an ideal location for which … More On the Eve: 3

Love & Loss

Adalasia: First Entry July, 1943. Sicily. A curious thing happened today. It’s amazing how different things are, amidst the bombings and the shells and the shouting. A week ago I was making pies. Prepping soups upstairs in my father’s shop. My days were filled with that of cheer and joy. Now I find myself coddled … More Love & Loss

On The Eve: 2

KKingKKKing Jordain – Lord of the East Fools. I foster no sympathy for the slaughtered. The foul. The wretched, sniveling swine. I swear to God himself this day was ordained by the truest forces overseeing this realm. She dared challenge me? Of all living, breathing occupants of this once revered land, she called it upon … More On The Eve: 2

On The Eve: 1

Queen Jocasta – Sovereign Ruler of the West I could not stomach the look of them. Misguided wretches, gathered in elated celebration of what is perhaps the most depressing of travesties. Why does man celebrate the crushing of another man? This will forever elude me. You emerged victorious, an outcome which I am forced to … More On The Eve: 1

Love & Loss: 12

My dearest Adalasia. You changed the world for me. There are so many things I want to write to you that explain how important you are. But my words would never do it justice. I found myself when I met you. You were the most important piece of my life. I love you. More than … More Love & Loss: 12

Introducing Squeak

I wrote this quite awhile back, but since I’ve decided to hold on to book 2, I wanted to share this chapter so I can introduce one of my favorite characters. This chapter is the first in which Carson’s new companion Squeak comes along. If you read it, there’s obviously going to somewhat of a … More Introducing Squeak

Dream Always

The last seventeen months of my life have been an absolute whirlwind. Ever since my Mom passed away, I’ve been relentlessly committed to accomplishing my dream of becoming an author. To the point where I’ve honestly questioned my own sanity.  Now, all this time later, I find myself so tantalizingly close to fulfilling that dream … More Dream Always