I want my ink to be deep and wide that my words should look sure and unmovable, rather than a thin scrabbled mess meant for temporary notes and reminder. Perhaps then I'll have more say more control over what I write and how it moves my world. Perhaps, then, I'll adore those thick inky strokes … Continue reading Deeper Ink
I am now up for commissions! Want a story that you just can't find or would rather not waste the time digging for? I'm your writer! I can get you your story fast (I average at about 10,000 words per week), on time, and in high quality. The only rub is that it's got to … Continue reading Know the story you want, but just can’t find it? Look no more!
I'm still not sure on the title, but it comes! The next book! Just have to do one more once over to make sure nothing lame is leftover...at least, as much as I can. My next book up to be released features a teen programmer who, after getting kicked out by her step-dad, moves in … Continue reading Sneak Peak! “Don’t Look Close”
Catskin By T.S. Lowe Chapter 1: Athena Goddess Athena wanted a brother more than anything else. "But you do have a brother," said her favorite maid, whose disfigured face and body betrayed the kind soul underneath. "What? Where?" Her five year old mind couldn't quite get to the question of, if she had a … Continue reading Catskin
Just the only short story I felt was worthwhile out of all of my attempts in my creative writing classes. Haven't look at it forever. Delusional I once had glory. Enough, in fact, that I could use the spare to wipe my nose. My name echoed about the land with each brush of my hand, … Continue reading Delusional
Tell my why I prefer naked moonlit nights to the shade of sunny days. I'm not white, I'm the color of murky ocean, curdling beneath me with drifting globes of jellyfish. I dream of peeking down below at all the things that grow there. I'm meant to lounge in softness, killing dragons, slaying monsters, in … Continue reading Shade of Summer Days
When did I stop believing in myself? Was it when I turned my head away-- it seems for just a moment-- from my main work, the little one who bears my eyes, to write? Was it when I looked away from the page and realized I'm not that far from where I started? Was it … Continue reading When Did I Stop Believing?
Here's another story that didn't quite make it to fruition. I thought it would be interesting to write a story about a superhero who saves lives by possessing others. Body Thief By LoweFantasy Prologue I had no interest in living somebody else’s life. I wasn’t the kind of girl who was … Continue reading Body Theif
He paves a path through morning dew in search of apples. Little legs, though not as little as they use to be. Crows of sheep and points at goats, then waits to see if the cat's on the roof. Wanders back with upraised hands-- still little hands. Almost to big to carry home, but little enough … Continue reading A Little Walk
Story Monday! So, here's the first chapter of another book I'm working on. Yes, it's normal for me to work on a few books at the same time. This one starts out with a peek into the main character's past before rushing into the present. If you want you can read the rest. ^.^ Just … Continue reading Summers in Russia and Typhoons