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Something to think about

I began writing poetry on my own at the age of 12. Since then, I’ve written short stories, plays, news articles, a novel, and even a pilot for a tv show. Nothing ever feels quite the same as when the words of a poem fall into place, though. I worked on this one throughout the day; maybe you’ll enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.


I’ve written of love.
Of the gentleness in a look,
the excitement of the first kiss,
the freshness of a hand-delivered bouquet,
the brush of fingers on an arm.

I’ve written of love, but –
Did you know these things could be spoken, as well?
I’ve been told as much.
I’d like to learn to do that, too.

I can write easily of how I am surprised every time I look in your eyes.
That there is something about your embrace that quiets and emboldens me at the same time,
of how a penny is too cheap for your thoughts,
and how the etchings of joy on your face make me smile without abandon.

I would like to learn how one speaks these things
when the breath has been sucked from the lungs,
when a stopper has settled in the throat;
How does one make an awestruck mouth form words?

Is it a skill learned with practiced words and years of fumbled lines?
Perhaps it is a skill that can be imparted with a kiss?

Maybe I can try to whisper them at first…
perhaps then the words will slip past myself, because
they can be spoken, too.
I’ve been told as much.



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Random Thought of the Day

People always want to say it is in our nature to fear what is different. That’s not true. It is in our nature to fear what is dangerous – that is basic survival instinct, but we cannot insist that ‘different’ and ‘dangerous’ are defined the same. We also have an instinctual curiosity that pushes us to explore the world around us and we are not, by definition, curious of what we know, we are instead curious of what is different. Which is to say instinctively we seek out what is different, the exact opposite of what we do when we are afraid of something. It is not in our nature to fear what is different, quite the opposite. It is in our nature to explore what is different. Fearing what is different is a learned behavior and, fortunately, it is never too late to reject mistaken lessons.

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I walk with giants.
I move among beasts.
Some days I think that I am one of them.
But which I rarely ever know.
I look into the mirror glass
Is this me that stares back?
Come look, cheek to cheek
You are there, oh so clear, but
Look a little closer darling
If you dare.
Tell me what it is that you see.
For I fear I have forgot me.
Through these hallowed halls I travel.
Ghosts before me, ghosts behind me.
Am I chased? Or propelled?
A shadow walks before me, but
the position of the sun eludes me.
And here I wander
And whose company I will keep
Remains to be determined by
The counsel of your keep.

These Things I Say

You ask me if I seek love and the words drip from your poisoned tongue like acid.
But what is love to me?
If I was to look on one I could love
I would cut out his eyes,
Because the eyes hold such allure for me.
I would cut out his tongue,
So he could not spin me sugar and lies.
I would cut off his hands,
So his touch could not linger on my skin or in my mind.
I would cut off his feet,
So he could not chase my affection.
I know what love is.
Love is weakness, love is betrayal.
I am not these things.
Love is cruel, love is unyielding, love lives only in our own construction.

Show me companionship and I will sit beside you for hours.
Show me compassion and I will hold your hand for days.
Show me honesty and I will stand beside you for years.
Show me forgiveness and I will be yours for eternity.

These things are enduring.
These things, I can be.

Story Description for Quest: The Revealing

Quest: The Revealing

In Quest: The Journey, Keira, Killian, Bryn and Connor were sent on a journey to find Keira’s kidnapped soulmate. They make it to her estranged aunt’s village, but nothing is as they expected. Keira’s aunt greets them warmly and tells a much different side of the story. Now, armed with more secrets and truths than Keira can make sense of, she must decide which side to stand on. Does she stay loyal to the people who raised her, her mother and her Uncle Shamus? Or does she side with the father Keira believed to be dead and put her trust in the woman who tried to kill her when she was just an infant? Whatever decision she makes will decide not only her fate, but the fate of her three closest friends as well. The only thing she knows for sure is war is coming.

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It’s getting close!

If you’re looking for some last minute inspiration for the Cover Art Contest, there are new pins up on the Quest board at
There are just five more days to get your entries in!

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Cover Art Contest Countdown!

There are 11 more days to get your design for the cover of Quest: The Revealing in. All of the details for the contest and submitting can be found in the pinned post at right at the top of the page. Any questions at all, please post here, on my Facebook author page, or send them to

I have seen some awesome designs so far and can not wait to see the rest of the submissions.

Good Luck!

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It’s free…again…and then one more time

Two days into summer vacation and I’ve already lost track of the date! As of yesterday, Quest: The Journey is downloadable for free at…/…/B013QE0QW8

Click the link here or the shop now button above to get to it. The eBook will be free through June 5th and then again the first five days of July.

If you’re entering the Cover Art Contest, you’ll want to grab a copy. Also, check out the Quest Idea Board
if you’re looking for inspiration.

Yay, Coffee, Yay Yay

I know, I know. This is a blog and I’m supposed to write words here. Many words that are important and life-changing and…yeah, well. I’m busy writing words on the laptop for Quest so I’m posting a picture of my favorite coffee shop, Temple News Agency, instead. They have amazing pretzels here, too. The garlic Parmesan pretzel I just ate was amazing enough to be life-changing. Enjoy your Saturday!