Oliver sat at a small outdoor table on his parents’ back porch, a large blue umbrella keeping him shaded as he worked. Over the top of his laptop he could see his boyfriend, Ben, half asleep in the hammock that swayed between two trees in the corner of the yard. “I’m going in,” he yelled, … Continue reading Co-Signed
A Protest
The stoplights in this town take too damn long. There’s no one on the road past 10pm on a Tuesday except for me, and given the choice I wouldn’t be here, either. But I got a text at 9:42 asking if I could pick you up at Casey’s house. So here I am, taking deep … Continue reading A Protest
Retrograde?
Caroline rubbed her arms, trying to stir up a little warmth while she waited for Laurie to finish sniffing around the backyard and come back in the house for bed. “C’mon, buddy,” she said with more cheer than she felt, but the lab ignored her call and the glare she shot after him. She took … Continue reading Retrograde?
Shkran lak, dyakuyu, hatur nuhun, thank you!
I'm still here! Writing less but still fantasizing about these worlds and dreaming up new ones, getting it to the page when I can, loving your comments and questions and commitment to these characters and stories. My focus is ever shifting, my writing ever improving, my gratitude ever growing. On that note, here are links … Continue reading Shkran lak, dyakuyu, hatur nuhun, thank you!
In the Middle of All This Land
She didn't wear the dress often. The man kept it in a nightstand drawer that was slowly filling with the mermaid’s small accumulations, space he could afford even if it sometimes wasn’t touched for many weeks. She brought some things back to sea with her, though she didn’t explain what happened to them there and … Continue reading In the Middle of All This Land
Sister
Cecilia could mount the horse on her own these days. She wasn’t supposed to— not unless her older brother James was nearby and watching— but she was capable, and that was something. He said it wasn’t her that he doubted, but Sister was old and he didn’t trust her not to step back onto a … Continue reading Sister
Lottie Pulls a Prank
Havoc and Zinnia had come back to Ren and Lottie’s cozy treetop dwelling on their return from across the Great Sea, where they had delivered wares from the forest witches and brought back bushels of raw materials that weren’t available to them readily at home. Ren had been so excited by the possibilities opened up … Continue reading Lottie Pulls a Prank
Hey thanks!
Thank you for reading! Thank you for sharing! Thank you for linking! Thank you for telling your friends! Thank you for messaging me! Thank you for sharing ideas and asking questions and generally just being the best audience I could ask for. And thank you specifically to these sites that have driven traffic my way: … Continue reading Hey thanks!
Yardwork
"Do you and I need to take a break in your bedroom?" "What?! No, I--" "Because I would be more than happy to accommodate you." "No, Jessie! I just--" "I'm finished. Finished with the whining, finished with the pouting, finished with the bad attitude. You fix it or I will." Harper's face burned and she … Continue reading Yardwork
New Rules
The new was wearing off. The fisherman hadn’t taken long to procure a bolt of beautifully bleached linen, as well as several spools of brightly colored thread and the promise of stitched flowers along the hem. The land-walking mermaid squealed with delight and promptly tripped over her feet, landing with a thunk on her bottom … Continue reading New Rules
The Shadows Play 