As she quested for the strongest throb of energy below her fingertips, the churning void gave way to a colorless facsimile of Vi’s bedroom in

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Excerpts from my longer works
As she quested for the strongest throb of energy below her fingertips, the churning void gave way to a colorless facsimile of Vi’s bedroom in
The muscles of Vi’s jaw worked as she turned the words over in her mind. Bonnie had a point—several in fact—and there was so much
The flunkies each pulled a burlap sack from their coats, snapping them to make enough room for all of their spoils. They moved from table
We’re getting close to the end of my No Rest for the Wicked teaser posts. There is only on per chapter, which means just a
“There are competing theories.” With an eager audience, Prudence metamorphosed from a disapproving caterpillar to a butterfly keen on espousing her point of view. “But
I don’t usually introduce my teasers, but I wanted to tell a little story about this one. I wrote No Rest for the Wicked during