Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths

The runed exterior of the forge glowed dangerously bright. My tongs were softening in my grip. Even as the heat-loving trollkona (temperature extremes was where I felt comfortable as a trollkona), I was having difficulty remaining in the smithy. But I continued with the task. I reasoned what tools failed in the heat were no…

What are “Tumbled Dreams”? These are the posts I made to my tumblr during the week because I felt they did not warrant a separate post on this blog. However, these “interstitials” often explain some of the backstory to the larger dream posts. For those readers that only read Three Different Ways, they may help…

Ke answered both vocally and mentally. “No, that’s not. That is why I summoned you. He has requested your presence here. Get your footing, Weaver. You have a call to answer.” Ke kept kir solid grip on my arm while I forced myself to acclimate to the presence in the pillar. I swallowed my fear…

As his hands began to rove over my hips, I decided to be frank about what was being requested of me. “Are we talking about tea, or sex?”2,323 words.

What are “Tumbled Dreams”? These are the posts I made to my tumblr during the week because I felt they did not warrant a separate post on this blog. However, these “interstitials” often explain some of the backstory to the larger dream posts. For those readers that only read Three Different Ways, they may help…

So in the eyes of the wife of the Elder, I was a good witch. In the eyes of the women that had their impromptu vacation cut short, I was the worst kind of bitch. I was one that made them look bad.4,606 words.

What are “Tumbled Dreams”? These are the posts I made to my tumblr during the week because I felt they did not warrant a separate post on this blog. However, these “interstitials” often explain some of the backstory to the larger dream posts. For those readers that only read Three Different Ways, they may help…

I looked for the reason I came, but I didn’t see the woman I’m supposed to rescue. Dammit. I have to get inside the compound then. I have to attract the attention of the woman’s helpers, but without attracting the attention from the Madame herself. Let’s see, what could a woman do in the deep…

What are “Tumbled Dreams”? These are the posts I made to my tumblr during the week because I felt they did not warrant a separate post on this blog. However, these “interstitials” often explain some of the backstory to the larger dream posts. For those readers that only read Three Different Ways, they may help…