And I kid you not. She lifted up her shirt, and poked at her belly with her finger. I stood there, on the floor alone with a woman flashing me trying to figure out if I could do something —or give her something to get rid of her slightly sagging stomach. I was not trained how to deal with this situation.
During the days when the world was young, an owl fell in love with the sun. Every day she would forced herself to wake up a bit earlier just so she could catch a glimpse of him as he disappeared over the horizon and every night she would wait as long as she could to … Continue reading The Sun and The Moon: Short Story
During the first days, when only the animals roamed the earth, there was a young caterpillar. Every day he would sit on his branch, munching on a leaf and watch as all the other animals made their way past his tree. birds would swoop by and say hello, ladybugs and bees buzzed over to share … Continue reading God and the Caterpillar: Short story
Have you ever heard the story of the Weeping Willow? Hers is a sad story I'm afraid. Her name was Alis, she was a young widow with her son and a young baby daughter. One day bandits attacked her village and everyone was slaughtered. But she was able to escape with her son and baby. … Continue reading Weeping Willow: Short story
Recently I had a friend finally read 'The Hobbit' by the wonderful Mr. Tolkien. And in her class they had to talk about the snarky yet lovable Over hill and Underhill, the great barrel rider and riddle maker himself Bilbo Baggins of the (now) somewhat respectable Baggins family. They of course used to be very respectable, but … Continue reading For Wednesdays
These are just the main journals that I use for my ideas, characters, drafts and the one of the bottom right is my little homemade "dictionary" for Praetenyan -the language in my story. I have so many little pieces and quotes to use, but no links to put it together. In each of these journals … Continue reading I am Literarily a mess
This is what happens when Japanese homework piles up...I have spent about 30 minutes writing this...Back to work...
Looking back over 300,000 words...And I'm not even halfway.
So what is a fantasy story without a language you never heard of before? Even since I was a little girl I made up words and sentences as translated them how I liked, so this was a very long-time coming! Aetyenyan (Aye-ten-YAN //Good Lord please forgive me I'm terrible at phonetically spelling things out...) is … Continue reading “Aetenyan”