I’m a writer in my late 20s, trying to figure out love, life, and how to get the most out of my MA in Literature. I love research and, no joke, analyzing the heck out of every single piece of media I consume – so expect a lot of that here.
I’ve got an an opinion on basically everything. If you like strong opinions, candid talk about mental/physical health and trauma, and the occasional ode to fictional characters, then you’ll probably love me.
And if you don’t… oh well!
This blog focuses on analysis of nerdy media, book reviews, and lots of commentary about race in fandom and the source media that spawns our favorite fandoms.
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Being a lone-wolf on St. Thomas can be tough, but –
Tabitha makes it worth it for Mercy. Continue reading
In super awesome and (probably super surprising) news, I’ve got a gosh-darned BOOK coming out in a MONTH! Judge Anderson: Flytrap, my second novella and my first work published in a standalone book with my name on the cover, is … Continue reading
Promised to a being that lives in the waters between her village and the rest of the world, a young woman walks to what will surely be her doom. ❧❧❧❧ I walk until I see the shoreline, the hem of … Continue reading
— To market, to market, to buy a plum bun/ Home again, home again, market is done. Maren walks two steps behind the governor’s wife on their way through the market near Fort Christensen, standing near enough to hear the … Continue reading
I haven’t managed to submit another story since I sent in “The Accidental Spider-Queen” to Fireside Fiction back in April. At first, it was because I hadn’t been writing. My former day-job (the part time one I quit in a … Continue reading
Isabella finds herself with a job, a home, and what might be a reason to stop running all in a very short time. Note: This is the first story in a series. Isabella rides into Temptation Valley in the early … Continue reading
I was one of those kids that always hated camp. Day or summer camp it didn’t matter. I hated camp with the kind of furor that was reserved only for cabbage or presidential addresses that come on during the season finale … Continue reading