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Brief insights into my writing world. |
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I started my blog in June 2016, intending to have a place to get my stories in the hands of readers. I started with one follower -- my wife. Seven years later, I am creeping toward 500 followers. I post a daily quote, as well as short stories, vignettes, and updates on our rebuilding project. You can find my Tavern Tales at: https://jjshaun.com/ Enjoy! |
| “Kyreah!” screeched Jarla, stalking toward where Lyryk had spread her bedroll. She rolled out of the way of the kick meant to wake her. “My name is ‘Lyryk,’” she said, ducking the hand that shot out to box her ear. The woman discovered early on how sensitive her ears were to a slap or pinch. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/06/16/running-to-freedom/ |
| Qilynn watched the procession from behind her mother’s voluminous skirts. At sixteen summers, she was barely of an age to be let out of the nursery. She had begged Mama to let her finally see the Summer Queen in all her radiant glory. She’d been listening to the servants rave about the unparalleled beauty of the Eladrin queen, and wanted to see for herself. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/06/05/qilynns-first-procession/ |
| Thursday rolls around once more and my favorite role-playing group once more gathers for their weekly session. Bert arrives first, as usual, followed by the rest of the gang. “So, who’s got a story?” asks Bert. Julie opens her notebook to a page filled with writing. “I do,” she says. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/05/26/skrie-gathering-information/ |
| “And that’s how Gryffin came to be proprietor of Gryffin’s Garrett?” “Yep. He traveled with the Nemesis until he was hit in the knee with an arrow. They were near the western foothills of the Dragon’s Tail Range when they were ambushed by bandits.” ~~~ Read the rest of the story at https://jjshaun.com/2024/05/19/meegan-mud-season/ |
| Jory slid silently along the wall, staying in the shadows. He heard the sentries in the distance and knew he only had another moment to find the door that Cal had left open for him and slip into the house. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/05/08/wont-get-away/ |
| The Stained Stein buzzed with the usual gossip. The clientele, mostly those folk that lived above the nearby shops, knew each other, and strangers elicited silent stares. Most denizens of the neighborhood didn’t take kindly to unknown (to them) threats. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/05/05/adaran-gryffins-garrett/ |
| “Questions?” asks Bert. “Not about Tiernen, no,” says Julie. “What about Noxport? It would help to know about the city Skrie came from.” ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/04/28/adaran-noxport/ |
| Bert pulls out another hand-drawn map, this time of a town. “Tiernen was built at the crossroads of two trade roads.” He points at a mark at the western end of the east-west trade road. It sits along the path leading north to Port Ramall and south to Noxport. “It started as a small human garrison built of wood harvested from the area. Over time, more people moved into the frontier region. This caused rampant deforestation of the triangle between Tiernen to the west, Reevendale to the east, and Oftsee in the south. That area turned into farmland to support the three cities.” ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/04/21/adaran-tiernen/ |
| Stevie supplies the group with drinks while they tell their tales. I listen closely as Bert describes the area. “The Western Wood is the northwestern section of a vast forest extending from the ocean on the west coast all the way to the Dragon’s Tail Range in the east. It stretches east to the Western Trade Road, following the route south to Noxport and north to Brookhaven. East of the trade road—out to the Dragon’s Tail and south to the southern wastes—are the Greater and Lesser Warrens.” Bert points to the area on his hand-drawn map. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/04/14/adaran-the-western-wood/ |
| “Dave left me a rough character sketch for his fighter, Beiron,” says Bert. “This should be good,” says Yvonne. “His character sketch was basic. It said: ‘Soldiers in their shiny armor fascinated young Beiron Shaelar when they marched through the city. He longed to carry a greatsword across his back as he swaggered through Brookhaven. When he was big enough, he lied about his age, and joined the King’s Guard.’ That’s all he gave me, so I came up with this.” ~~~ Read more at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/04/07/beiron-shaelar-soldier-for-hire/ |
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