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Brief insights into my writing world. |
I started my blog in June 2016, intending to have a place to get my stories in the hands of readers. I started with one follower -- my wife. Seven years later, I am creeping toward 500 followers. I post a daily quote, as well as short stories, vignettes, and updates on our rebuilding project. You can find my Tavern Tales at: https://jjshaun.com/ Enjoy! |
Ashja went down to the common room to break her fast. She sat at the same table she had shared with Morhirr and Fynnwyn the day before, only this time, her back was to the wall. She had a fairly good view of the common room. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/07/21/ashja-the-cloth-merchants-debt/ |
Maus Tallpine grew up in the village of Neeth Serine. The elves of the Neeth had existed peacefully for millennia. The clan took care of the forests to prevent the spread of disease and maintain a balanced predator population. Until the land of their ancestors became a battleground between the high elves and the humans, that is. ~~~ Read the rest of the story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/07/14/maus-tallpine/ |
Airne stood at the prow as the ship cut through the water. She was finally returning to her home island of Trivent, in the Dragon’s Claw Archipelago. “Nervous?” asked Evie. “No.” A moment later she said, “yes. Maybe.” ~~~ Read the story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/06/23/airnes-return/ |
“Kyreah!” screeched Jarla, stalking toward where Lyryk had spread her bedroll. She rolled out of the way of the kick meant to wake her. “My name is ‘Lyryk,’” she said, ducking the hand that shot out to box her ear. The woman discovered early on how sensitive her ears were to a slap or pinch. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/06/16/running-to-freedom/ |
Qilynn watched the procession from behind her mother’s voluminous skirts. At sixteen summers, she was barely of an age to be let out of the nursery. She had begged Mama to let her finally see the Summer Queen in all her radiant glory. She’d been listening to the servants rave about the unparalleled beauty of the Eladrin queen, and wanted to see for herself. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/06/05/qilynns-first-procession/ |
Thursday rolls around once more and my favorite role-playing group once more gathers for their weekly session. Bert arrives first, as usual, followed by the rest of the gang. “So, who’s got a story?” asks Bert. Julie opens her notebook to a page filled with writing. “I do,” she says. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/05/26/skrie-gathering-information/ |
“And that’s how Gryffin came to be proprietor of Gryffin’s Garrett?” “Yep. He traveled with the Nemesis until he was hit in the knee with an arrow. They were near the western foothills of the Dragon’s Tail Range when they were ambushed by bandits.” ~~~ Read the rest of the story at https://jjshaun.com/2024/05/19/meegan-mud-season/ |
Jory slid silently along the wall, staying in the shadows. He heard the sentries in the distance and knew he only had another moment to find the door that Cal had left open for him and slip into the house. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/05/08/wont-get-away/ |
The Stained Stein buzzed with the usual gossip. The clientele, mostly those folk that lived above the nearby shops, knew each other, and strangers elicited silent stares. Most denizens of the neighborhood didn’t take kindly to unknown (to them) threats. ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/05/05/adaran-gryffins-garrett/ |
“Questions?” asks Bert. “Not about Tiernen, no,” says Julie. “What about Noxport? It would help to know about the city Skrie came from.” ~~~ Read the full story at: https://jjshaun.com/2024/04/28/adaran-noxport/ |