“There was no WWIII. There was no EMP blast. There was just the Rhain, the Fludd, and the Drayn.”
The illusionate, the possessioners, the Fallen Ones, the Shem–here is a brief recap of them in preparation of the upcoming sequel: The Grand Illusion.
This is by no means my “New Years Resolution” post, but it is my Author’s Resolution–a preemptive showing of what I have done since 2006 and what’s in store through 2021.
Oh, Mascugani—what an odd old tale to tell…
Just to let you know I have not abandoned you, oh reader and friend. Here is a snippet from a scene I am finally pressing through in the Grand Illusion, the sequel to the Grand Attraction:D
I am always being inspired. It takes a special kind of author to be able to self-create in mass volume, coming up with their own stories apart from any influence–which is a talent I will always strive for, but do not have.
I have grown very fond of Nom from Fauldon’s Dream–a character meant at first as but a vessel to inspire the appreciation of the many inhabitants of Euphora. But, as the case with many of my characters (and I would hope to soon be all), his own story, origin, and purpose have intrigued me greatly.