Everyday Witches

meganblack82

What do I REALLY want to say to the world?

I woke up today feeling inspired. Breathing in possibility and brimming with ideas of themes I’d…
Everyday Witches/ Chapter 11

James got home from the market, having negotiated the sale of some young cattle, and parked…
The kitchen sink

The nexus that I’ve come to in my novel has gotten to a pretty dark place,…
Arg these words, and the mid-week interlude

I’ve had a lot of little gig jobs this week, my day job is petsitting, and…
Wrapping it all up

I’ve been saying this to myself all along, but I think I really have reached the…
Everyday Witches/ Chapter 10

Nobody knew exactly what the Gaia was. It just was. It was sometimes speculated that the…
Atmosphere is everything

I spent last weekend housesitting/petsitting for someone who turned out to have an entirely witch themed…
Everyday Witches/ Chapter 9

The summer sun was sinking below the horizon as the last of the witches gathered around…
Life and death, the written word, and reaching for greatness

So my family has been away again this week, leaving me with way too much time…
Everyday Witches / Chapter 8

“Annabelle,” Ricky said, his voice wavering. “The Gaia is so beautiful, but I’m starting to feel…