A dream. A thought. A story.
I began writing because I was full of ideas and once I started, I couldn’t seem to stop. It was like my imagination had taken on a life of it’s own and demanded to be
I began writing because I was full of ideas and once I started, I couldn’t seem to stop. It was like my imagination had taken on a life of it’s own and demanded to be
It has finally happened. I have a newsletter....or at least a sign up for one.
If you haven’t already figured it out yet, I thoroughly enjoy adding realism to my stories. Emotions, reactions, physical realities…you name it. True, some liberties are taken. It is fantasy after all, but the effort