Let’s face it, buying just about any book in today’s day and age is a serious commitment. There are so many possibilities out there—just finding one can be overwhelming. I’m not a well-known author in any sense of the word. I might never be. (And that’s okay!) I’m not complaining, I’m just stating the facts here. I write and tell stories because that’s what I love doing. Anything beyond getting to do that is an added blessing!
If you don’t know me personally, I want these short stories to be an opportunity for you to get to know me and the sort of things I write about. The last thing I want is for the price of a book to come between you and a chance to read one of my stories. If you read and enjoy them, who knows? You might enjoy other things I write as well…
Stories are doorways to other worlds. That much is true—and there are many different stories and doorways through which you can walk on this website. Some doors take you to tales of myth and magic; others to stories of love and loss; friendship and bravery; imagination and creativity; search and discovery. Some of the doorways lead to worlds that are frightening—full of monsters and darkness. Others are comforting—full of warmth and kindness.
The many doors stand before you, Dear Reader. Pull up a chair and get cozy. Adventure awaits…
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Long, long ago, in a land made up of stories—of myths, legends, and fairy tales—there lived a king and queen, who wished with all their hearts to have a child but long believed that wish to be an impossible dream…
In a harrowing tale of betrayal and loss, a princess learns of her father’s and brothers’ deaths after they treat with an enemy under a banner of peace. Forced to assume the throne, she seeks to save her queendom from ruin and destruction and find vengeance for her family’s deaths…
Meet Mark, the custodian of Castle Marglegruff, who’s spent twenty-three thankless years cleaning an empty castle. But when two would-be thieves break in, Mark has a chance to shine—and I’m not talking about shining the silverware!
Two armies led by kings stared at each other from across the open field of battle. Their ranks were uniform—neat and orderly. That would not be so soon enough. Soon they would see chaos and disorder—war. They were used to it. The two sides were locked in a seemingly endless…
A floor has feelings—who knew? This humble flooring hero is tired of being walked all over (literally) and wishes for a little appreciation in an open letter to you…
Once a proud home filled with dreams, the house now stands abandoned, its glory faded and memories forgotten. Nature has reclaimed its beauty, leaving behind a derelict shell. Yet, hope lingers…
In a distant land from another age long ago, there was a forest. The forest was old. Very old. Even the smallest of its trees could not remember their early sapling days. They had all forgotten what it was like to be young.
Let me tell you a story. A story about a boy who dreamed of growing up and becoming a knight. He dreamed of fighting fire-breathing dragons. From what he had heard of dragons, the boy knew he’d undoubtedly be completely terrified while doing so.