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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. I post a daily quote, as well as short stories and vignettes. Alas, current events pull my attention and I've added current events to the mix. You can find my Tavern Tales at: https://jjshaun.com/ Enjoy! |
| I wrote this story in response to a daily prompt on writing.com. The prompt for the day was to use the following words: a single sock, coffee, merging, dinner, and friends in a 1000-word story or poem. This was what I came up with. ~~~ Read the story at Possibilities  |
| The group gathered in the common room to break their fast just as the fourth bell resounded throughout the city. It was simple fare—fried eggs, potato, and meat, wrapped in a grilled flatbread that Ashja had wolfed down in many port towns—but it stuck with her until the midday meal. As she drank down the last of the honeyed tea, another port town staple, Sister Egathra appeared in the doorway. ~~~ Read the story at The Disapearing Acolyte |
| Once more, I’ve looked into my archive for today’s story. This offering is based on a Dungeons & Dragons campaign I ran many years ago. The setting is the Dragon’s Snout Islands, off the northeast coast of the continent. Enjoy. ~~~ Read the story at Welcome to Port Freehaven |
| Once more, I’ve delved into my Story Engine cards for a prompt: An impulsive wizard wants to create a portal, but must leave the familiar behind and face the unknown. ~~~ Read the story at Into the Unknown |
| This week, I jumped into the way-back machine and found a prompt from 2015 to write a story using the following words: pattering, melody, crack, and bear. ~~~ Read the story at Rain and Rest |
| I wrote this story back in January 2017. Considering this week’s events in the United States, thought now might be the right time to share it. It’s dark, and reflects what’s happening today. ~~~ Read the story at Beginning of the End . |
| I wrote this story in response to a daily prompt on writing.com a couple of years ago. The prompt for the day was to use the following words in a 1000-word story or poem: a single sock, coffee, merging, dinner, friends. This is the story I came up with. ~~~ Read the story at New Beginnings |
| This is the latest story in the series about my continent of Adaran. These stories focus on events that happen around the characters in the novel I just sent off to my editor. ~~~ Read the story at Hidden Passages |
| The sun dawned over the elven city of Rithraunen, creating streaks of light across the ivy-covered spires pointing towards the sky. A pleasant breeze stirred the trees lining the edge of the city’s central square, where a group of elves had gathered in anticipation. This day began the project to build a revolutionary device to replace the time-glasses, which had kept time for the city for thousands of seasons. They called their mechanical creation a ‘clock’. ~~~ Read the full story at Gears of Time . |
| Ashren Entarri trekked through the Sylvan Wood for hours, her worn boots tramping over the damp earth, her cloak a ragged scrap of mossy green wool. The sun had long since slipped over the horizon, leaving the twilight to stretch like a shadow across the forest floor. She didn’t mind the darkness; it had always felt more like a friend than an enemy. The cool, dry air was a relief after the choking moisture of the day. The moon, barely a sliver, cast a dim, silvery glow, leaving mottled patterns to light her way. ~~~ Read the story at Forgotten Echoes |
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, but my laptop's running 10. I suppose I should do something about it... but I didn't earn those Procrastination MBs by taking the bull by the horns (which, to be honest, sounds more than a little dangerous). 
