Flash Fiction Magic: “A WELL IN THE WOODS”
For the last one hundred years, Kaliope had been warned never to enter the Galmizaw’s Wood. It was the primary rule among Fauswigs, followed with lawful allegiance. For Fauswigs were cautious creatures of simple priorities, motivated foremost by their compulsion to stay alive.
That is, with the exception of Kaliope, who pined after reckless adventure with an eagerness foreign to a traditional Fauswig.
Which was why she now stood in her warmest fur-lined cloak, cold toes no less than a hare-length from the Archbarrier—the burial site and last manifestation of Mother Goza’s magic, and the final milestone on the path to the Wood.
Flash Fiction Magic: “SUMMER’S END”
Of all the months in the year, September was the worst for poor Rickety. Not because of the weather, mind you. Rickety rather enjoyed the cool breezes and colorful boldness emerging in the foliage, along with the skittering of small creatures preparing for winter, and the crisp smell of the pumpkin patch and apple orchard emanating from Farmer Getty’s down the road.
Indeed, it was not fair September in and of herself that bothered Rickety.
It was the sudden absence of his children.
Meet the Author: Kate Sheeran Swed
About Writing
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What inspired you to start writing, and how long have you been doing it?
I’ve been writing stories since I was a kid, but I only really got serious about learning craft somewhere around 2008 or so. I fumbled around for a while, did some workshops, did a writing degree, and now…
Quickie Interview with Adelaide Thorne
TWO ENEMIES.
ONE GIRL STUCK IN THE MIDDLE.
THE MIDDLE IS A DANGEROUS PLACE TO BE.
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Visit author Adelaide Thorne online to learn more about her thrilling sci-fi adventure trilogy about young Ella Kepler, a girl with unique abilities who has attracted the attention of Grifters, an underground race of creatures who want her dead for reasons unknown. Learning to embrace her new role as a fugitive …
Giving Constructive Criticism That Won’t Make Your Writer Friends Hate You
Wouldn’t it be awesome if everything we writers ever tapped out on our keyboards was brilliant and flawless? What a relief that would be! Then none of us would ever have to suffer through the dreaded critiques. But what about the person on the other side of that table — the critique-ER?
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