Even though the Ogre’s Assistant books have been out in ebook format for three and two years, there’s something about paper that makes it seem more real. They’re real! Printing costs being what they are, the paperbacks are only...
Last fall (my, how time flies) a young Italian friend interviewed me via Skype. His intent was to create a podcast series on traditional witches but, as happens frequently, life got in the way. So, he sent it on to me to publish. Therefore, I...
A couple of weeks ago, I posted a plaint. Fudge was getting too wordy in his story to keep putting up 1,000± word posts – the menu to the right would get entirely too long! After talking with some folks and thinking about it, I’ve...
As you can see from the sidebar, Fudge has been telling his story to Amy. (No clue who they are? Read about their adventures here.) I had originally intended it to be a novella, around 20,000 words or about one chapter per life. Fudge, for all...
I awoke to the light of a candle and the smell of cooked meat. I hoped there was rice being served with it – I was hungry! At some point I had been transferred from the traveling tube to my clay jar. Probing Hui’s mind, I discovered that we were...
I next opened my eyes to find a humongous eye staring down at me. “This one will do,” said a voice coming from the direction of that eye. I was unceremoniously picked up and deposited into a dark something with small holes. The eye observed me...
/begin rant In my never-ending quest for information, I stumbled across a pdf of A Practical Guide to Witchcraft and Magic Spells by Cassandra Eason (Foulsom Press, 2001). I’m fairly certain it’s a pirated copy and for that, my...
Life returned to normal. That is to say, exacting tribute of cattle from lesser kings, attempting to exact tribute by force from those who did not wish to pay it, and the quarterly gatherings at Tara. It was at one of these gatherings that...
At the age of thirty, Aoife was declared a fully-trained seeress and given her choice of life: either travel, as did Dalaigh, to find the exceptional children; or be assigned to a nobleman as his personal diviner. She chose the latter, for which...
As most of you know, husband and I took a vacation last week – the first in nearly 5 years. (Long overdue, it was…) When I decided I wanted beach, I also decided I wanted to go somewhere I didn’t have to lift a finger for a...
Like many, the Winter Solstice is my New Year. (That’s not to say I don’t celebrate January first!) As a person who needs light, I embrace the return of the Sun like a parched person welcomes a sip of water. I do a lot of thinking at...
Over a year and a half ago, I said I was going to replace all the mulch in the garden paths with rocks garnered from our property. And I did start picking up stones and rocks. Then, once again, logic finally kicked in. Do you know how many rocks...
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