Magical stories with heartwarming romance.

7:03 a.m. Unit 202 “There’s a shark in the pool.” Gracie’s clear blue eyes held fear, her mouth set in determination. “There can’t be a...

A rustle of leaves and pained whine of an animal rumbled from the stretch of bushes on the lane. “Don’t be a baby, Paige!” I jumped as...

Ella brushed a third layer of Fire-Engine-Red across her lips, then glanced in the mirror of the vanity and giggled. I shifted in the...

Scarlett sat up, a cushy bed of pink ruffles and faint scent of floral perfume around her. One hand swiped against her tired hazel eyes....

The ocean breeze tossed sand across my skin, the particles thick in the stickiness of the sun-lotion I’d just slathered on. I ignored it....

Hey friends!! A Guest blog post I wrote has gone live on the Almost an Author website. Check out my thoughts on Freedom from Plot! Feel...

Violent shrieks echo across the Midway, the fragrance of popcorn saturates every pore of my body. The Ring Toss vendor beckons, lights...

The sharp edge of a weathered stone digs into my backside, my legs hang free over the corner of the ancient wall. Dried grass grows in...

Eight (long) weeks ago, my family and I pulled up sixteen years of deep rooted life from Amish country PA and moved to the land of...

Fluorescent lights overhead flicker out. My fingers curl around cold metal, my only security inside this claustrophobic box. I blink....

So, if you’ve been following my journey in FF, you’ll know that I didn’t dive into this crazy world until 2016. Just after the New Year,...

Empty boxes line the hall of my eight hundred square foot, two-bedroom apartment. Piles of books wait to be stored. Dishes carefully...

The Doctor. Two simple words. Say them in proper company and you will fall into an hour long conversation without so much as a blink....

This book review is one close to my heart. I met Carrie Anne Noble at a writer’s conference about a year ago. We got into a discussion...

The subway doors opened with a hiss, as a wave of summer heat rolled along the floor, crept up my legs. The bell chimed twice, a muffled...

What is it About Stories that Make us Love them so much? Stories are powerful, but what makes them so powerful? Stories have connected...

She gripped the tattered paper. The sea breeze teased her hair, her gaze on the tide, the one that took her love so far away. Her bare...

What’s a Coffee Shop Chat? There are a ton of writers out there in Blog-Land, and sometimes it’s just hard to connect. We are so focused...

Photo cred Gratisography It’s my birthday! And in honor of it, I’d love for all of YOU to do some WRITING, of course! Photo cred Pixabay...

“I should’ve brought a sweatshirt,” I said. Goose pimples clung to every inch of my sun-deprived skin. My five-year-old crinkled her...