Chapter 9: Stopping for Water — “I’m thirsty,” I whined, my feet dragging along the dirt. Wow! I haven’t sounded like that since I was a teenager… which is really the only time you can achieve the tone and pitch of a perfect whine. I knew I was tired and thirsty and hungry — after all…

Chapter 8: On the Road to Aireywell — Once again I was huffing and puffing as we climbed verdant hills which gradually became steeper and more mountain-like the further we went. …

Chapter 7: New Food, New Taste Sensations — Neesa clucked her tongue softly, recognizing the obvious subject change. She reached over to start the sink mechanism and that small act was the final straw for Bianca. She slapped Neesa’s hands away, determined to do this one thing for herself and regain some sense of equilibrium. …

Web Novel Table of Contents — What would you do if one day a wormhole appeared and swept you away to an unfamiliar world? That was never a question Cass and her best friend Bianca ever thought they’d have to deal with, until it happened to them. …

Chapter 6: Lunch at the Nibblick’s Head — Luckily, there seemed to be some kind of universal rule requiring tavern signs use pictographs to identify themselves. I guess to make it easier on the drunks, Bianca thought, since most of their brains are pickled. This tavern sign, however, must’ve been painted by one of the drunks who frequented…

Chapter 5: Bianca’s Introduction to Erde “What the hell is going on?” Confusion, nausea, and — as much as she disliked admitting it even to herself — fear vied for attention, making Bianca feel lost and totally out of control. She hated feeling out of control. So she pushed those…

I Feel Like I’ve Come Back From the Dead — So, if anyone here has noticed, I’ve been away for nearly two weeks. I’ve missed posting here — not to mention, I’ve felt guilty as hell about not keeping up with my web novel chapters — but it wasn’t by choice. I’ve been sick with… something. I wish I could…

Chapter 4: Escaping By The Skin of Their Teeth — Once my bloody hands released the last branchlet I had been desperately clinging to, the spell took complete control of my body and marched me briskly out of the copse. With clenched stomach and quivering muscles, I zombie-walked toward the woman standing about ninety meters away on the ridge ahead…

Medium Is a Collective of Writers, So Let’s Enjoy the Fact We All Write About Different Stuff — So I recently had someone leave a comment on a recent post of mine (the table of contents for my web novel, Magyck Lost, just FYI) and it left me scratching my head. Here’s the comment: Thanks for sharing! I suggest you write about, how to earn money online, make…