Wow, look at this! Don't you hate it when your title is equivalent to your description? Because I do too. It's slightly unprofessional, just like all the other things I rant about in this book... -- PLEASE NOTE: (as of 2019) I was much younger when I wrote this book, and much of what I said isn't as well considered or said exactly how I would go about it now, and I might not even agree with it all. Though there is immaturity within these chapters, people do seem to enjoy it, so I will leave it up. Thank you for understanding and allowing my younger self to voice her thoughts.

A woman runs from everything. A songbird joins her from nowhere, singing colors and images. A whisperer finds the pair among a field of poplars and graves. A dark and vicious viper stalks them from deep in the earth. They must flee from the Viper, at any cost. They must reach their safe haven--Aeolia. On the way there, the woman and bird pass strange and foreign places--including the Bridge to Infinity, where they are blessed by the Mist; Canvas Valley, where they walk along Aeolian train tracks; Seasons' Spiral, where the seasons fight on an open savanna; Dreams' Lattice, home to a grand tamperer; and many more. Along the way, new creatures help the woman and bird. But every time the Viper comes close, they choose to run--until at last they can't any longer. They must fight or die. Cover by me, on canva.com All rights reserved. Do not copy any part of this work. UNDER EDITING. WILL FINISH PRIMARY EDITING SOON.

Years of isolation had made Chrissy give up on being rescued from her prison in the creepy old house somewhere in the mangled dark woods. And if she can't be rescued, she certainly can't be saved - from the curse forcing her to wear a mask for the rest of her life that is. So when a handsome stranger seeks shelter during a winter storm, she has a hard time hoping he can break her curse, especially when she really isn't sure he exists all together. You see isolation can do horrible things to a person. Perhaps the most horrible? Make them lose their mind. A retelling of Beauty and the Beast like you've never read before.

A twelve-part story of abstract journal entries from a wandering woman. Cover by me, on canva.com All rights reserved.

What if Snow White wasn't so good after all? Eleanor, the Queen of RedCrest presides over the kingdom with her son, Floran. The time since the war has been peaceful, until one day when a mysterious woman arrives on horseback, bloodied, dirtied and with an arrow embedded in her shoulder. The woman is revealed to be Snow White, who causes quite a stir with the residents of RedCrest. Everyone takes quite the liking to her, including Floran. Everyone except Queen Eleanor, that is, who believes that Snow White is harbouring a secret. A deadly secret. (Featured in Fantasy during 2015)

I write one poem every day this November :)

Bryony lives beside the misty coast, where she runs to the water each day. As time passes, however, a storm begins to brew, and Bryony's obsession with the ocean does not fade, forcing her privileges to be withheld. The storm grows along with her emotions, resulting in a strange and whimsical climax. Will Bryony be able to overcome her drifting mind and return to shore? cover made by me on canva.com All rights reserved. No part of this work may be copied.

This is the sequel to "Poetry", spanning from August 2018 through April 2019. cover made by me on canva.com All rights reserved. Do not copy any part of this work.

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