In this little shop, there are hundreds of gods. It is a dusty, dimly lit place, an antique shop with no name. The shop sits tucked into the corner of a narrow brick alleyway, with a sign that is too faded to read hanging outside the door. Inside, the shelves stretch for rows and rows,... Continue Reading →
Hello, and Happy Tuesday! Hope your day is going very well thus far. This week has started off fairly well here, although I am already behind on everything I was hoping to get done today. But that’s ok. It’s just that kind of day. Every week I like to write about a deity from mythology,... Continue Reading →
Hello! Happy Monday! (Is there such a thing?) I’m joking, I really do hope that you are having a very happy Monday. And yes I do believe it is possible to have a happy Monday 🙂 Just having moved cross country and not being even close to settled in, I’ve gotten really behind on my... Continue Reading →
Hello, and happy Monday! How was your weekend? Here we’ve been really busy! We’re currently relocating from our beloved El Paso to our new home in Virginia Beach 🏝️ We’ve been on the road now for two days, with two more to go. I must admit, leaving our lovely city and all of our friends... Continue Reading →
I’ve always loved villains. A good villain in a story can make an otherwise bland tale suspenseful and fun. On the other hand, a two dimensional, poorly developed antagonist can make a story fall totally flat. I can think of one recent example of this, (and please, please forgive me if you disagree), but I... Continue Reading →
"Awww, such a cute little villain." Ummm...yeah. Well, that's not a phrase you hear every day. I recently received this writing feedback from one of my friends, and truthfully, it left me totally floored. I didn't really know what to say when she told me that. So I just stared at her. And then laughed.... Continue Reading →
"I wanted to slay a dragon, to walk the tallest tightrope, to face danger with unflappable confidence and competence. I wanted to do all of these things, but only managed to do one. I got up, and I tried." We met in the darkness, the glow of the moon the only light in the forest... Continue Reading →
Who made you? I certainly didn't. How could I? I've never had a thought like that in my life. But you do. Lots of them. When you speak, it doesn't sound like me. Sometimes I feel like your voice comes from some other place, a place that's far away from this chair where I sit... Continue Reading →
Winter Betancourt 