Storyweaver Between Realms
If you’ve ever wondered who’s responsible for the dragons, time rifts, teahouses, mildly sarcastic wolves, or the occasional enchanted locket – well, it’s me.
I work from a desk cluttered with questionable maps, ghostly tea stains, and notes that say things like “What if memory is a parasite?”
This is not a cry for help. Probably.
Below is a small, mostly harmless glimpse of the person behind the worlds.
What I Write
I write fiction set in places that may or may not exist, depending on how stubborn reality is feeling that day.
You’ll find fading magical cities, alternate histories, inconvenient prophecies, and ancient relics that really ought to come with warning labels.
Most of my stories drift toward the edges of fantasy – the places where the maps go blank and someone has written “Here Be Dragons.”
Expect dragons that refuse to cooperate, magic that remembers things you’d rather forget, and characters who carry far too many secrets in their coat pockets.
If you like your worlds slightly cracked around the edges (but still stitched together with care), you might feel at home here.
Current Projects
At the moment, I’m wrangling several worlds at once.
There’s The Broken Locket, a story about memory, magic, and why you should never trust an elven mage with excellent tailoring.
There’s a Victorian cozy mystery series quietly brewing behind the scenes, involving a lady’s companion, several country houses, and more secrets than are strictly advisable.
And somewhere in the background, dragons are gathering again for a return in On Wings of Ruin – because ancient diamonds and forgotten pacts have a way of becoming someone else’s problem.
Between these projects (and the occasional short story ambush), I’m also building new maps, breaking a few old spells, and wondering if I should have labeled those time portals more clearly.
