My Ten Somethings for June

Hey friends!

Sorry this took so long. I was kidnapped and held against my will. More on that next week.

Welcome to my Somethings for June!

Something Old

One of my dear friends graduated last month. *wipes away tear* She’s getting old, I’m getting old, we’re all getting old! LIFE IS CAREENING TOWARD THE END!

I’m fine. I promise.

Anyway, congrats to her. 🙂 She’s going to do great at adult life.

Something Related to Writing

I finished Rook, so that’s good.

Edward was lazy and claimed he was too busy taking over the world to write a blog post for my tiny site. I told him I’d throw him off a cliff or make a snake bite him in a story.

He wants to sue me for blackmail.

Anyhow, I did not finish brainstorming and outlining Ridgeline, but I’m having tons of fun all the same. I know I promised this before, but I really will get a Ridgeline page up sometime.

In between maintaining my new website, working on Rook and Ridgeline, and recovering from Realm Makers.

Ha.

One a final note: I published a short story on Story Embers! Steady is about an immortal spirit guide and her troublesome charge. I’m pretty proud of it, even though it gave me a bit of trouble. Read more

Olympics, Snowboarding, and Sprained Wrists: Part Two (A Samiversary Story)

Hey friends!

I hope the last part of Olympics, Snowboarding, and Sprained Wrists: Part Two amuses you. *sophisticatedly tips her sophisticated top hat in a sophisticated way*


Pain pulsed beneath my skin. Ouch.

I blinked. The snow froze my back. It was hard, like a concrete floor. Bright blue sky burned my eyes.

I’m not dead.

My wrist and shoulder throbbed. My board had ripped away from my boots and was probably halfway down the hill.

At least I get to walk down. I lifted my head, then dropped it back down. Just five more minutes…

A rush of snow pattered the ground behind me. “Are you ok?”

A voice. A girl’s voice.

The girl from the top of the hill. Miss Confident. Read more

Olympics, Snowboarding, and Sprained Wrists: Part One (A Samiversary Story)

Today marks a momentous occasion.

Actually, tomorrow is the momentous occasion. But I’m celebrating it today since it’s Friday and I post on Fridays and all that.

A year ago tomorrow, I posted my first Sam story. Can you believe it? I’ve been pestering you guys with my little, awkward drama king for almost a year.

To commemorate this occasion, here is another Sam adventure. Behold! Olympics, Snowboarding, and Sprained Wrists: Part One (Samiversary Story):


The car zipped down the highway at speeds Timber probably shouldn’t be reaching.

“Mom’s gonna freak! She’ll blame me and––”

I flinched, pulling the phone away from my ear. Timber glanced over, and I shrugged.

“Samantha, I’m fine. I promise,” I said.

“Timber said you were kidnapped and broke your leg or something! I mean, I’m used to the occasional concussion, but kidnapping!? I shouldn’t have let you go. I knew––”

‘’My legs are perfectly f––” The car hit a pothole, and I nearly dropped the phone. “Fine.” I hid my taped wrist behind my back.

“What happened?”

I blew out my cheeks. “I’ll tell you if you promise to calm down, ok?”

“I am calm. I am perfectly calm.” Samantha exhaled, sending a burst of static into my ear.

“You ready?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“I wiped out. On a snowboard.” Read more