Fantasy is a favorite genre of mine ever since the creation of my own planet at age five to get through physical therapy. The most important aspect of Fantasy in my opinion is the world where your story takes place. I know what you are thinking: Aren’t the characters and plot the most ...

Imposter syndrome is real. A novel idea that won’t go away. Stories that stay in drawers won’t become the next literary phenomenon. Writing can be torture. Each word feels like navigating a field of Legos barefoot in total darkness. After a few sore toes with a stream of curse words, the end is in sight. ...

New story ideas are one of the best moments in a writer’s life. It’s a new adventure to take, new lessons to learn, and new characters to meet. You feel alive, like you can’t wait to see how the story will unfold. Where do you start? Here are a few places that are fun to ...

“Are you sure all the presents are wrapped?” “Yes.” “Positive?” Paul laughed, placing a hand on his wife’s knee to prevent her from getting off the couch. “Dani. I’m sure. All the presents are wrapped and accounted for.” “I’m just checking! You know if Noah ends up with more presents than Penny, it’s going to ...

Trigger warning: alcohol abuse, death/loss, depression They stumbled through the front door. Aria grunted under Camden’s weight again. She had his arm around her shoulders to pull him through the parking lot and to their door. Her neck and shoulders would be in pain the next morning, but this was the best way of getting ...

Maine is reputed to be the outdoor state. If you love hiking, camping, and boating, then Maine is the state for you. The Pine Tree State is known for its vast forests and is the perfect hiding spot for Bigfoot. So, when it came to researching cryptids, I thought I would find a bigfoot monster. ...

He descends the steps leading to the pool, wearing nothing but a simmering white robe. Bruises and blood painted his skin; air slipped between the new blank space in his upper jaw. Once, his hair had been neatly combed and parted- now, it was a haphazard cut with tufts of hair clinging to a bald ...

I can see you sitting across from me. Your eyes were dark and eerie. But there was nothing about you that screams danger. Your stance was high but the way the calmness of your stance starts to still me. You’re alone at the piano. The quickness of your fingers and the soulful music you were ...

“Hadera, you okay?” A stocky man asked one of his longtime colleagues. Hadera jolted from her spot at her workstation as she looked up at the gentleman that startled her. “Oh um…yea, I’m fine. Just…I’m just really tired,” Hadera lied as she tried to adjust herself in her seat. Truth be told, she wasn’t feeling ...