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Sort of jumping on the tech bandwagon w/ Scrivener. Let's see how it goes! 
I have an idea for a new project: 6 writers/artists (including myself) creating a new story. I'd start with the first portion then I'd pass it along. Think of it like a game of artistic Hot Potato. Send me a message if you're interested!

What I've been up to and what's coming

Journal Entry: Wed Oct 8, 2014, 2:19 PM
Alright guys, it's been a much-too-long hiatus from this journal. I'm still active but most of my work has been offline. 

I have the next update of Beyond the Stories almost finished. Which makes me REALLY happy but not AS happy as what else I've been doing. I can't give you all the details but I've been working on some ideas for the series and it will be appearing online soon. 

Recently I unearthed some short stories from a trip of mine from over the summer. I don't know why they didn't make it here on dA but believe me, they will be appearing shortly!

Mira loved Castle Blackspring, the amazing library, the stables, the grounds, the gardens and the large kitchen. And she was absolutely bored. After spending the past four years training others, she couldn’t continue to be idle. These past 2 months had been torture. She knew, she could hear training going on in the West Courtyard but she didn’t dare ask Mason if she could help.

Walking into the grand ballroom, she groaned. To ask Mason would just be asking for trouble. Also what would the trainees think, she chuckled to herself, if she beat their fearless leader?

“Is something funny?” The deep voice summoned her back to the ballroom. She blinked and looked over as Mason entered through the north doors.

“No, of course not.” She kept a stone face.

Mason sighed, shaking his head. “Why must you be so polite to me, milday? I have done nothing to deserve such behavior.”

A small smile danced across Mira’s face. “Very well, I’ll treat you as I treat the servants. What do you want, Sir Mason?”

“Well, Lady Mira, I would like your help.”

Mira’s jaw dropped before she realized it was down. Quickly closing her mouth, her brow furrowed. “You want my help? I’m terrible at embroidery.”

Mason laughed out loud. “Oh Lady Mira, if I wanted embroidery then I wouldn’t come to you. I fear your strengths lie not in the domestic arts.”

Mira let out the laugh that was being held back. “Alright, alright. Then what are you asking for me to do?”

“A training demonstration.” All joviality was gone, leaving a serious Mason in its place.

A glimmer of hope lit in Mira’s chest. “You’re asking me to help with training?”

“Considering the fact that the Great Forest army is producing capable female soldiers, I think it best that my men have a small taste of that.” A smile appeared. “And who knows, it might be good for them to fight a girl.”

“Only if you tell them you lost to me first.”

“Only if you tell them you lost to me before this all started.”

“Wouldn’t do you any good. Might even make you look worse.”

“Then how about we be friends.” He held out his hand.

Mira blinked. Pursing her lips, she thought quickly. Her hand met his and a friendship was formed.


“Ooh Stephen, isn’t this exciting?” Elizabeth twirled around the bedroom. Stephen looked up from the letter he was writing.

“What is, my dear?”

“Mira and Mason…oh the wedding will be lovely.”

Stephen dropped his quill. “A wedding?! What wedding?”

“Why Mira and Mason’s of course.” Elizabeth gave in to her desires and jumped back on the bed. “Of course we’ll hold it here. The grand ballroom would work…but we’d have to draw the curtains and open the windows. Let as much light in as we can….followed by dancing until dawn.” Getting up to twirl more, she sighed. “Dancing under the stars. What a dream.”

Stephen held up his hands, cutting her off. “Mira…and Mason. Engaged?!”

Elizabeth let out a dainty giggle. “Not yet…but they will be soon. It’s been six months since she’s come home and they are together every day. Riding, reading, fighting, though with swords. Mark my words, my love, they will be married before the year is over.”


“Where are we going?” Mira giggled, a ridiculous blindfold covering her eyes.

“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” Mason’s voice was just behind her. He had insisted that she go first and so he was leading her by pinning her arms to her sides and pushing her forward. Somehow he knew she’d try to elbow him or rip off the blindfold.

“Ow!” Her foot hit a solid…something.

“Oops, sorry dear.” A slight chuckle betrayed him.


“Here we are.” He stopped pushing on her. Releasing her arms, she pulled off the blindfold.

“It’s a hallway.” Her eyes scanned the quiet and empty hallway. Windows were scattered and the dust on the few pieces of furniture told her it was rarely used.

“Yes.” Mason moved to her side.

“You brought me to a hallway.”

“That I did.” A smirk played on his face.

Her eyes narrowed. He was stalling. “Then why are we here?”

“Because as much as you like being around others and love a good party, I thought this should happen in private.”

He got down on one knee. “Mira, from the moment I met you all those years ago, I knew you were stubborn. Stubborn, childish and bound and determined to make my life miserable.” He held onto her hands to keep her from moving. “And in the past 8 months, I learned that my life would be miserable without you, no, it wouldn’t be my life anymore. I want to keep fighting you and loving you until the day I die. Do you think you could want the same?”

Mira felt the tears spring in her eyes. “You are mean to make me cry.” The tears didn’t stop though, falling faster. “I’d really hate to find a new training partner so I guess you’ll have to do.” She didn’t think she could smile so wide, but apparently she could.

Mira and Mason Part 12
The latest part in Mira and Mason since meeting with my writing group.

If you want to reread the original draft, go here
For the full story 2nd draft version
For the next section

“Tonight will be all about you.” Elizabeth was brushing through the long, dark mass of Mira’s hair.

“You mean, not you?” Mira grinned up in the mirror’s reflection.

Elizabeth lightly tapped the brush against Mira’s head. “I get to wear the crown every day. I can survive one night.” She went back to brushing.

“I’ve missed you Mira.”

Mira looked up at the girl standing behind her in the mirror. “Me too.”

Elizabeth put down the brush and sat on the bed beside the vanity table.

“You didn’t say much about training in your letters. You didn’t say much about anything except me and my problems and my interests.”

“Which still provided material for 8 years’ worth of letters.” Mira smiled before turning in the chair to face Elizabeth. “I know I didn’t say much. Mason was right to think that I hadn’t changed. From the letters, I hadn’t.”

“Well I wouldn’t say that. Your letters did show you changing. Mason wouldn’t see it because, well, he’s a man. They don’t understand. But I remember a time when you couldn’t stand dancing with people you didn’t know. That ball you wrote about? I knew immediately how much you’d grown.”

“And that’s why you gave me a new dress and are throwing a ball for me?” Mira gestured towards the silky forest-green dress lying on the corner chair.

“You will look stunning. Just wait and see.”

Mira should have realized she was in over her head when she saw two servants standing at the doors of the ballroom waiting to let her in. Despite the squeeze of the hand that she received from Elizabeth, she was still holding her breath. A bgreath it seems she’d been holding ever since she left her room.

“Don’t worry, the’ll be lining up to ask you to dance.” Elizabeth leaned over to whisper.

Such words brought a flood of memories to the surface.


“Don’t worry, they’ll be lining up to ask you to dance.” A15-year-old Anna squeezed the hand of a 13-year-old Marie.

“This dress doesn’t fit me.” Marie began tugging away at the white dress that wasn’t even hers. Anna had lent it solely for the annual Bluebarrow Spring Dance.

“You look lovely.” Anna smiled as they walked into the main room of the town hall.

The wall became Marie’s closest friend. Anna had been swept up 5 footsteps into the hall by some redhead that Marie didn’t know. The wall didn’t mind the company and Marie was far enough out of the way not to draw any attention to herself.

“Marie, sweetie, you can’t stay back here. Enjoy the dance.” Anna found her three dances in.

“I feel weird. I’m awful at dancing. I’ll step on some boy’s toes and then where will I be?”

“Out on the dance floor where you’re supposed to be.” Anna nudged her forward. “Come, there’s two very nice looking boys over there.” She linked arms with Marie, leading her forward. “the one on the right is named Stephen Larsen. He’s 16 years old and going to be a blacksmith. The one on the left—”

“You know him?”

“Not officially,” Anna grinned. “The one on the left , well, I’m not sure who he is. But I think he might be fun for you.”

“I’m not going to ask him to dance, am I?!” A horrified Marie halted.

“No, no of course not. He’ll ask you.” Anna glided confidently forward, a clunky Marie close behind.

“How are they supposed to ask us to dance if we have no one to introduce us?”

If there was one bit, one drop of social customs that Marie understood it was that one. If only for the fact that it allowed her to stay in the shadows.

“Girls, girls!” Mrs. Nedermeyer appeared out of nowhere.

“Right on cue.” Anna whispered out of the corner of her mouth.

“Girls, I would like to introduce you to Masters Stephen Larsen of Bluebarrow and Mason Griffen of nearby Greenhenge. This is Misses Anna Thane and Marie Faris, both of Bluebarrow.” The boys bowed, the girls curtseyed and Mrs. Nedermeyer floated away to join the other matrons, her duty of matchmaking complete.

“Would you care to dance, Miss Anna?” Stephen piped up.

Marie noticed that the other boy, Mason, appeared upset by how quickly Stephen asked for a chance with Anna. “Well maybe I can slip away then” she thought.

Mason cleared his throat. “Uh would you care to dance, Miss…umm” he blushed and Marie frowned.

“Marie.” Forgetting names already?

A half-smile appeared and he held out his hand to her. After receiving a pointed glare from Anna, Marie took the offered hand.

As he led her out on the dance floor, they ended up near Anna and Stephen. Marie willed her bodyto relax while at the same time trying to remember the steps to the dance. At one point she dared to look up from her feet and saw that Mason wasn’t looking at his feet either. He wasn’t even looking at her. Following his gaze, she realized he was looking at Anna and Stepehn.

Anger and hurt washed over Marie. This boy had clearly wanted to dance with Anna and while she could imagine forgiving him for forgetting her name, he didn’t even have the decency to pay attention to…

Marie slammed her foot down on Mason’s. The unexpected yelp on his part actually stopped the couples around them which started a ripple effect in the hall.

The anger cleared and Marie felt the many, many pairs of eyes staring at her. It was only when her eyes met Anna’s disappointed ones that she fully understood how wrong she’d acted. Her gaze marks from Anna to Mason, she backed up and ran from the room.


Reminding herself that she was no longer 13 and that she could dance competently, Mira stepped into the ballroom and froze.

It was like a fairy land. Delicate candles reflected off the floor-to-ceiling mirrors and lit up the jewels that seemed to be on every person in the room.  The music quieted and a path was cleared for the Queen and her guest. Heads bowed as the women passed and upon reaching the throne, Queen Elizabeth turned and nodded to the orchestra. The music started once more and dancing resumed.

“I have a special surprise for you, Marie.” Elizabeth held out a hand as a man approached the throne.

Mira squealed and ran to her brother’s open arms. The spectacle caused minor ripples but they were silenced as those closest to the siblings heard the phrase “mother and father” and put two and two together, sending the message through the ranks.

“It’s so good to see you!” Mira grinned. “What are you doing here in Blackspring?”

“Her Majesty wrote me especially to come to this event. A way to make you feel at home.”

The first sounds of a quick waltz had begun and Ed held out his hand. “May I have this dance, milady?”

Mira giggled and curtseyed. “Why yes milord, you may.” They fell into step with the other dancers, though one by one, the other couples fell aside to watch the two dancing. Murmurs of their skill and talent were heard scattered throughout the hall. Elizabeth and Stephen sat on their thrones, enjoying the performance.

Mason, however, stood off to the side. Watching the girl in green, all he could think of was the little girl in white.

Mira and Mason Part 11
The next part in Mira and Mason.

If you want to reread the original draft, go here
For the full story 2nd draft version
For the next section

What I've been up to and what's coming

Journal Entry: Wed Oct 8, 2014, 2:19 PM
Alright guys, it's been a much-too-long hiatus from this journal. I'm still active but most of my work has been offline. 

I have the next update of Beyond the Stories almost finished. Which makes me REALLY happy but not AS happy as what else I've been doing. I can't give you all the details but I've been working on some ideas for the series and it will be appearing online soon. 

Recently I unearthed some short stories from a trip of mine from over the summer. I don't know why they didn't make it here on dA but believe me, they will be appearing shortly!


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How's it going?

So this is my bio, thanks for reading.
Hmm, a little about me...

I love good food, good music, good friends.
My family is my rock and I'm always grateful for their support.
I don't like soda and I'm not really a pizza fan. Nor do I like much candy (Lindt, Ghirardelli, Dove chocolate, smarties, mints excluded).
I'm 110% Mormon and I love it with all my heart.
If I had to pick a superpower, it would probably be the ability to teleport to anywhere in any time in history (which includes present day). Though I'd probably end up using it to get into theme parks and various global landmarks (Great Wall of China, Taj Mahal, basically all of Europe). Never need to pay for flights again (or hotel rooms for that matter unless I really wanted to).
I'm a Creative Writing student who worked as a Disney Cast Member in Florida and I hope to continue living out my dream at Disneyland in California.

So that's a little about me. Take a look around the page, pick out a story to read or peruse the favorites gallery. Have a magical day!




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LDFranklin Featured By Owner Nov 13, 2014  Professional Photographer
:thanks: Thank you for the :+devwatch:!  I appreciate the support! :hug:
jnnmusicklover Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2014  Student Writer
You do good work, I like supporting good artists.
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Thank you for the fave!!
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Welcome to our group!!^^
It's a pleasure to have you as member!!:) 
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Hi Jocelyn, thanks for the favorite on my Disney Parks Portfolio Piece- "Living With a Luminous Land". I really appreciate the support!
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