Welcome to a new innovation in social media and marketing, the StoryBlog. I launched this site in order to maintain an active writing habit. I work toward writing daily, but sometimes I need a break from the characters in my
Right before reaching the edge of the woods that led to our home, the leader stopped and gestured for us to be quiet. A look of trouble seemed to come across everybody’s face even my father. I stood next to
It was early in the morning, the summer sun had not yet peeked over the tall mountain. I was excited that morning, my father was taking me hunting for the first time. I was 6 years old at the time.
Amelia was born and raised in the Bed & Breakfast. She was an only child to Cornelius and Clotiel. From a very young age Amelia felt like she was in training for something big. She seemed to be always learning