Shortly after I started working on my novel, I drew a sketch of the world that I was creating. It was a bad one. But it was enough to keep me oriented. So I didn’t get mixed up trying to remember which village was in the north and where the rivers flowed. Then I learned […]
Have you ever felt the allure of a mountain trail? It beckons, tempting you to explore its length and to discover what lies around the next bend or on the other side of a hill. The trail could lead to a cave, with mysteries to uncover within. Or it could lead to a cliff overlooking
Traders play a big part in Raising Fear, especially three friends. Tarkio Tarkio is the first trader that Iskra, our heroine, meets. He’s serious and responsible. Usually. He makes one fatal mistake, thinking he’s just having a private joke with himself. Little did he know what dramatic events would result from his little joke.
The villagers in Tlefas all know to shun the savage, barbaric riskers. But have they been told the truth about this outcaste group? As I’ve written about them, I’ve tried to imagine what they’d look like. Fialka Fialka is one of three sisters, all of whom have dark hair and blue eyes. One is practical,
I’m getting close to finishing Raising Fear! Now that I’ve got the events of the story straight, I’m ready to move on to more detailed editing. And that means, among other things, knowing just what my characters look like. With an image of them in mind, I can better bring them to life. So I
Duty. Desire. Destiny. How far would you go to be safe… to be free…to be loved? Iskra doesn’t question the rules. The rules are there to keep her safe from those who are deemed Unsafe or Unfair. Anyone who breaks the rules is Erased, but that’s the price everyone gladly pays for peace.