Would You Give Us A Star? How about 5 Stars?

Hi Readers, After we freed our book from the King of Amazon’s clutches, we left his throne room triumphant in our victory and ran into a problem. A forebidding creature in flowing robes guarded the gates. It threw back its scaly arms and shouted. “You shall not pass.” Ran elbowed me. No doubt my son wanted some kind of magical display to scare off the thing. I sighed and reached for the magic inside me, but it didn’t come. My son stared at me, his mouth agape. Before I could ask what was the matter, my brother spoke up. “Um … Continue reading Would You Give Us A Star? How about 5 Stars?

Don’t Keep A Good Story Down

Hello Readers! It’s been awhile since I jumped into the ongoing conversation (story?). This is Melinda, the author of the Curse Breaker Saga, and I’m here to thank you for your support, your time and most of all, for reading my stories. Thank you. I created Sarn’s world (though not Sarn himself) when I was very young—well before I started school. And I’ve carried it with me since then. The characters in those tales were my dearest friends and writing about them filled the lonely hours after school. As I grew, those stories grew. They incorporated elements from Star Wars, … Continue reading Don’t Keep A Good Story Down

How We Marked up Destiny & Why We Did It (Destiny Had It Coming)

Last week, a silver-eyed thief stole our book! We followed her to the magical PC where she vanished in a swirl of her gray cloak. We watched in horror as she raced across the aisles of the digital bazaar known as Amazon. “We have to get our book back!” I said. (I am Ran son of Sarn and the driving force behind the first ever character-run newsletter in case you forgot.) “We need powerful aid,” my uncle said glancing at my mage-Papa. “No offense meant but that’s a citadel, and none of us know how to breach it.” A few … Continue reading How We Marked up Destiny & Why We Did It (Destiny Had It Coming)

where dreams go to die in obscurity

Today was full of promise until the gun burned her hand. She was a spirit guide who lived in a conch shell, not a professional hitman. So the body continued to cool at her feet, and she stood there while embryonic dreams of glory shattered around her. Murderer… She should do something. Thursday was dead by her hand, and Friday was coming. There was a tempest trapped in her chest, whirling around an eye of guilt. Why hadn’t her rage cooled? It still burned hot as a summer morning. Where was the emptiness that’s supposed to come with killing? Why … Continue reading where dreams go to die in obscurity

Introducing The More Epic V

Click to Download a FREE Preview! Start No Fires. Carry No Weapons. Do No Harm Those three rules safeguarded countless generations of travelers through the enchanted forest—until they didn’t.  One boy’s murder ripped open a gateway allowing evil to enter. Now no one is safe from corruption. Enchanted trees take Sarn to where the forest failed to uphold its rules.  Seeing a dead child gifted with the same magic as his son unhinges Sarn. He vows to find out the truth no matter what the cost.  But his gift is untrained. Finding answers won’t be easy.  Sarn must balance nights serving the … Continue reading Introducing The More Epic V

Secrets do sleep

Secrets do sleep if they’re little boys tired from a day of adventuring but not the parent hiding them – The More Epic V #dspoetry #v Candor can do as much damage as secrecy. See how destructive the truth can be in Curse Breaker: Trapped (forthcoming) #TastyPoem The colors truth paints w/are so alluring yet still secrecy mystifies lures me back 2 the dark side my lips part I become Null – Aralore in Curse Breaker: Haunted coming soon. #BecomingFragile ~ Because she likes flowers ~ She could could not like sharp things or winged things that sting. Continue reading Secrets do sleep

Black Eyes of an Empty Soul Purging its sunlit, spotless mind

She had such vim, maybe it was the eternal sunshine bleaching her mind. Making it spotless. Maybe all that light adumbrated the black eyes of an empty soul purging its pain. #madverse #TLpoetry #darklines Even now the shadows reach for her, offering purity through poison. The delicate trust she placed in the fifty shades of pink belling out behind her like a parachute catching the wind. Would it lift her high enough to escape the unbreakable chains streaking after her? Would her black heart prevail over the sunniness she’d tried to cultivate? Surely love could not conquer a heart so divided. Beautiful … Continue reading Black Eyes of an Empty Soul Purging its sunlit, spotless mind

Have you seen our book? We might have lost it…

Hi Readers! Sorry it took us so long to get back to you. We didn’t mean to leave you hanging. Well I didn’t, but I’m just a kid in the most epic fictional story since…eh…never mind that. I’m back now, and I hope you had a great holiday with lots of barbecues and maybe a few dragons. Gotta spread the reptilian love. 😉 When you last saw us, we had acquired a mysterious gem that showered us in luminous words. My uncle had put the education my dad’s financing for him to good use and read some of those words. … Continue reading Have you seen our book? We might have lost it…