Ashes is now available!

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They said it was haunted.

As Thea settles into her new home on the shore of the sea, she soon learns that there is a reason the old house was abandoned for so long. Strange, haunting cries return every nightfall, leading Thea and her friends to a bewildering discovery. What is ancient dragon treasure doing here, so far from the great mountains where the dragons live, and how is it connected to Sylica’s strange, unpredictable magic?

Thea doesn’t have any answers, but as Sylica’s uncontrollable magic surges grow worse, Thea decides to set out on the dangerous journey to return the treasure to the place it belongs—the home of the Dragons.

 

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Spark is now available!

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No one goes to the Dark Lands. 

Ever since the Great War, the Dark Lands have been a desolate and dangerous waste, haunted by monsters. Every Elf knows that.

But Larsya—the home of the Elves—is a place full of wisdom and culture, and most importantly, safely isolated from all that lurks beyond the sea. As the niece of the Chancellor, young Thea has grown up with everything she could want … until a strange visitor from the Dark Lands ignites Thea’s awakening abilities and leads her to the unsettling realization that the Elves are not as safe they seem, and the war may not be over after all.

 

I am so excited to announce that my next novel, Spark, is now available! Spark is the first book in The Reawakening Trilogy. Follow the links below to learn more and order your copy today!

 

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For Nan

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For Nan

“So far away.”
I hold your hand,
Soon to be gone
Across this land.

“So far away.”
I know, but I
Promise my heart
Is by your side.

Your tired eyes
how much they’ve seen,
The cares and pain
Of what has been—
A world at war,
Your sweetheart’s life,
Your daughter’s final
Cancer fight.
You’ve said goodbye
So many times,
I wish I wasn’t
Adding mine.

I see the signs
Of life so long,
A crumbling frame
Holds your will so strong.
A clever mind
Now trapped within,
Hands worked so hard
Now worn and thin.
I hold you close
For our goodbyes.
You’re fading now
Before my eyes.

“So far away.”
You’re going too,
But someday I’ll
Be there with you.

“So far away.
I miss you so.”
My heart can only say,
I know.

 

Easter Eve

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Easter Eve

“Tomorrow is Easter Eve!” my five-year-old declared. It was Good Friday and I was explaining to him that it was only two days until Easter. I had to stop and consider his words for a moment. Of course, it was true. The day before Easter would be Easter Eve, but Easter Eve was a term I’d never considered before. The day between Good Friday and Easter has been called “Holy Saturday” by some, but it doesn’t generally get much attention, compared to its surrounding days.

For myself, when I think about that day, it is defined by the events of Good Friday. Jesus was dead, the disciples had fled for their lives, and their hopes for a saving messiah were shattered. That doesn’t sound like an “eve”.

The thing about “eves” is that to celebrate them, you have to know what is happening next. The disciples didn’t realize that Jesus was going to rise from the dead. Jesus had told them, but they hadn’t understood. On that dark Saturday, they didn’t know that it was Easter Eve. It seemed like the end.

And I am encouraged. Because you see, when things are tough, when everything is going wrong and I feel overwhelmed, it can seem like the darkness will never end. It can feel hopeless. But you never know what God is going to do tomorrow. It just might be Easter Eve!

The truth is that we know the end of the story. We know that Jesus is coming back! He will make all things new and wipe the tears from every eye. Who knows—it just might be Easter Eve!

So whatever life is like for you today, joy or sorrow, laughter or pain, I pray that you will look forward in anticipation to all that God is going to do, in your life and in our world. Easter is coming, and Jesus is coming soon!

Happy Easter Eve!

 

 

Between Winter and Spring

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Between Winter and Spring

Dirty snow

Disintegrates

Fragmented leaves

Trampled underfoot

All is dark and dead

 

Birdsong floats

Through skeletal leaves

Stirrings deep underfoot

Carry the promise

There is still more than meets the eye

 

You cannot see it yet

As the world takes its breath

Like your soul inhabiting

The space between winter and spring

 

All may seem dead

But look closer

Beyond sight

The swelling bud

Has something else to say

 

Feel life stir deep inside

The song within you

Is not over yet

Let the sunlight warm your heart

It’s time to come alive

 

 

New Year

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2021 in Review

What a year it has been! In 2021 I took the plunge to receive independent support from my patrons through my website rather than on Patreon. I finished writing my first novel, The Door, which was published in September 2021. My beautiful collection of poetry and photography Through Grief: An Anthology was published in November. I have shared poetry and free devotional resources on my blog throughout the year, and written a significant portion of the first draft of a new adventure trilogy based in an original fantasy world!

In 2022 I look forward to continuing to work on my new trilogy and will be releasing the new tabletop RPG system that my husband and I have been developing. There will be more poetry and devotional resources, and I’m sure more opportunities and ideas will come to light as the year moves forward!

It’s been a joy to grow as an author over the past year, and I look forward to sharing more with you in the year to come!

 

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Christmas

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Christmas

Welcome home, little one

The paint is cracked and peeled

Cold wind blows through the window gap

So pull the blankets tight.

 

Welcome home, little one

Announced by labour pains and angels

Stained with your mother’s blood and tears

Newborn cries piercing the night.

 

Welcome home, little one

This world made by your hand

Cracked and broken through years of pain

Still waiting for your touch.

 

Welcome home, little one

So small and helpless in our arms

Creator and created embracing once again

 

Welcome home.

 

 

Through Grief: An Anthology is now available!

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My beautiful, hardcover collection of poetry about grief is now available! This project has been really meaningful for me, and I hope that it can be a blessing and encouragement for you—whether you are going through your own journey of grief, are supporting someone who has experienced a loss, or just enjoy heartfelt poetry and beautiful photography!

 

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Remember

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Remember

Remember
The ones that died
Giving the ultimate sacrifice
For what they loved and believed in
Remember

Remember
The ones that lived
Broken and scarred, carrying
Memories none should have to endure
Remember

Remember
The innocents, whose
Only crime was that they existed
In the wrong place at the wrong time
Remember

Remember
Our broken world
Where the real forces of evil
Are not at the other end of our guns
Remember

Remember
Our own hearts
So often driven by greed and fear
Each moment a chance to instead choose peace
Remember

 

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