The Inkwell

It was a rainy day, the day that I met her.

The sun rose and began its languid trip around the sky. Its light stretched among the woods, finding hidden spaces, covering others in new…

More than a hobby

Maybe he won’t see you

Make it count

He sees who’s naughty or nice

An unlikely friend

Beware the outdoors

Based on a true story

The last laugh

Black Friday

Help Wanted

A woman scorned

The last stand

Into the woods

Guess who’s coming to dinner

The Midwest: 5 Years after the discovery of magic.

He got up early that morning.

The man knocked on the door.

The room smelled pleasant.

The Magic Corps

“I’m sorry I haven’t been over in a while.”

I woke up to branches scraping the side of the house.

He moved slowly as she watched him.

It all started when we bought our house.

The water drizzled down the tent as the rain let up.