Notices by C. R. Collins (crcollins@writing.exchange)

@davidnjoku

Some homeless people had to flee domestic violence. My kids & I were in that group many years ago. Fortunately, I found a good women's shelter to help so it was short-term for us, but situations vary.

@mekkaokereke

@cstross

The evil ones do seem to be fun to write, huh? 😆

#3GoodThings

1) My old dog's (14 yrs+) checkup was great. The vet is amazed at how healthy she is for her age.
2) My jalapeno pepper plant decided to get serious while I was gone--came back to a bunch of sprouting peppers.
3) All the good people on Mastodon presently keeping me sane. Thank you all!

“Magic permeated the atmosphere. It left a tangy taste in my mouth.”

Song of Jade: Hidden Kingdom is now live everywhere.

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Universal Vendor Link: https://books2read.com/SoJHiddenKingdom

For more information, including world maps, please visit my website: https://crcollins.org/

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Picacho Peak, west of Tucson, AZ

#Today

#PennedPossibilities 476
What motivates you to write?

I love it. Writing stories is fun. I am also kind of obsessed with just finishing this series that's been rattling around in my head. It makes me feel like I've accomplished something in life, something that adds some good to the world rather than misery. I'm proud of that, whether or not anyone gives me good feedback, although that is nice. 😀

Happy August, Fantasy Book Lovers!

LANDING SEPTEMBER 2024

“Magic permeated the atmosphere. It left a tangy taste in my mouth.”

News of an old adversary sends Queen Jade of Sharren on a journey of discovery. Can she fulfill her vow to bring them to justice or will they elude her again?

For more information, please visit: https://crcollins.org/

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Greetings, Fantasy Book Lovers

It’s April 1—time for another shameless self-promo (seriously, not fooling!)

ARRIVING MAY 2024

All she wanted was a secure home, but Maddie’s problems just got bigger.

For more information on this book and the Tales of Ardonna series, please visit: https://crcollins.org/

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My first author interview 😃

Author Spotlight: C. R. Collins – J. Scott Coatsworth

https://www.jscottcoatsworth.com/author-spotlight-c-r-collins/

> Welcome to my weekly Author Spotlight. I've asked a bunch of my author friends to answer a set of interview questions, and to share their latest work. Today: C.R. Collins enjoys mixing fantasy with familiar. Her characters deal with everyday life issues disrupted by outlandish complications. She’s been writing for years, in one form or...

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@killyourfm

I do get heartbroken with all the work I put in. 😔 I love my gardens, We don't have the same sort of pests here but there are ground squirrels & rabbits. And the damn aphids that keep going after the milkweed I plant for the monarchs.

#WritersCoffeeClub Dec 19
If you could remove one rule of grammar, which would you choose?

Sweet that you think I know all the grammar rules. I just write what sounds good & my editor sorts it out later. 😆

@FrostPoem
#MicroPrompt - friend

Trees growing outside upscale apartments are usually serene. Populations are stable. They get to make friends. The residents wouldn’t understand it that way, but they love their tree, a bit of nature all their own, as long as they pay rent. Day by day, they stand in its shade. It hears their jokes and arguments. Watches flirtations and breakups. Some nights they gaze at the stars, human and tree, wondering what’s out there.

#fantasy

@FrostPoem
#MicroPrompt - water

Mountain roots squatted in my path. The water leaped over them, scraping me along rocks. It closed over my head. I kicked upward, gasping. Stones sliced my feet. The Neldorlorum gripped with fierce exhilaration, rushing toward its final drop—gliding into chaos.

“Let go! Let go!”

@FrostPoem

Lack of proper sleep had caught up with me. The day slid by in yawns. Toward evening, I woke to see willows on either side. The Neldorlorum had turned yellow with fallen leaves. I scanned the banks, drawing my blanket closer, recalling the warning we’d received.

Bumping jarred me awake. I sat up, confused. It looked early night, not yet a moon. Deep shadows told me we were still in the forest.

Something hit the boat.

Rain bolted upright. “Grindyls!”

#MicroPrompt

@FrostPoem
#MicroPrompt - Milk

The gray owl, Ashton, soared to my right, grumbling. His wings stretched wide as he banked, then leveled, blocking the light underneath. I yawned. It was midnight. Three quarter moons hovered over the ocean, pouring beams like milk. Stars shone in sky and water, merging into a seamless curve. I circled in crow form—gliding through the air like a fleeting apparition, scanning with my magery-enhanced eyes—but nothing stood out. We'd searched for hours with no luck

@FrostPoem

Below, something slammed into the door. I jumped. My pack hit the upper step, knocking me backward.

“Hells!” I slid, gripping the handrails and scraping my knees.

“Deep breaths.” I hung a moment, panting. Sweat trickled into my eyes. “Don’t look down.”

Something fell out of a backpack pocket and disappeared, sucked beneath. My gaze followed. The floor mosaic swirled in hazy patches and glimmerings, reminding me of the void.

#MicroPrompt

@FrostPoem

Steam from my breath turned the air to crystals. Below, a glimmering landscape stretched to eternity. Personal concerns were no match for that vision. Life or death was the same in the sparkling wonder. My heart thumped slower in my chest. One by one, limbs faded, no longer my concern. Veins shone luminous blue. Soon, there’d only be the ice queen, roaming where snow falls soft and deep.

#MicroPrompt

@FrostPoem

Before retiring, I moved among my men, searching for the proper words to stave off horror. I asked how they were feeling and for their recollections of battle then let them talk. Somehow, it had fallen to me to order these strangers to their deaths. War was chaos dressed in the finery of tradition. There had to be a better way. But voicing my opinion would cheapen their sacrifices. I thanked them and wished them Lord’s blessing.

#MicroPrompt #fantasy

@FrostPoem

I shook my attention back to the present, to the dark forest and the summer storm. Thunder faded into rumbling and rain lightened to mist. I ran my hands along slick boughs. Water trickled down my arms and over my breasts.

“Give me your blessing, please.”

All seemed hushed, like the land was listening. Trees parted to the north, branches curved low, forming a quivering tunnel.

#MicroPrompt #fantasy

@FrostPoem

In the moonlight, everything looked gray, but my brother smelled no threats. The only voices on the wind were frogs’.

“Let’s set up and go to sleep,” Horatio said. “We’ll have a big breakfast in the morning.”

We assembled our traveling village of pup tents, and Ollin bounded toward the tallest tree. An irritated pangolin rolled out of his way. The second moon set and the third climbed. I wriggled gratefully into my sleeping bag and fell asleep to a proud frog chorus.
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