If you don't like dolphins, you need to rethink your life choices. It's pretty well-known that dolphins are super smart, and we're still finding out amazing facts about them to this day! Within the past 50 years, one of the things that marine biologists have discovered is that dolphins actually have unique "names" for each … Continue reading Dolphin Names
Author: E.J. Robison
Adapting Fairytales
I've always loved fairytales; that's what happens when you grow up watching (and rewatching, and rewatching, and rewatching...) Disney classics. I've been writing stories ever since I learned how to spell, so it was only a matter of time before I began adapting fairytales. Interestingly enough, my first adaptation was of Snow White. I'd never … Continue reading Adapting Fairytales
The Fairest of Them All
Now that Writeober has ended and I’ve had a little break, I’m back with Monday Positivity this week! Today I’m going to share something that certainly cheered me up yesterday (and may have captivated over an hour of my time as I went on a YouTube binge...it happens). We’ve probably all heard of characters at … Continue reading The Fairest of Them All
Writeober Day 31: Mask
The mask was the only thing keeping Erix alive. Not only did it hide his face from prying eyes, but it kept him oxygenated in an environment that was rife with carbon dioxide. The atmosphere might have been ideal for an Ov’ok, but to a human like him, it was deadly. Erix stood on the … Continue reading Writeober Day 31: Mask
Writeober Day 30: Tedious
Sara and James stopped as they came to a wide bridge that passed over the Jumatan River. It wasn’t a spoken decision, but they both knew what was waiting for them under the bridge. James took his sister’s hand. “We might as well get it over with,” he said, trying to be the brave one. … Continue reading Writeober Day 30: Tedious
Writeober Day 29: Stormy Days
Victoria pulled her blinds open, expecting early morning sunlight to filter in and wake her up. It didn’t. Instead, the sky was covered in a thick spread of grey clouds. It looked as dark as the earliest hours of the morning, and yet it was nine o’clock. Victoria grinned. Her plans for the day changed … Continue reading Writeober Day 29: Stormy Days
Writeober Day 28: “Do I have to do everything here?”
It was hopeless. The Drin were closing in on them. Selene could hear their tiny feet creeping over the soft earth. She drew her sword, holding her breath as she listened. “Twenty?” Magnus whispered, his back pressed up against hers. “More.” “How do they know we took the Shapeshifter’s Slab?” “Does it matter?” Selene hissed. … Continue reading Writeober Day 28: “Do I have to do everything here?”
Writeober Day 27: Crows
“Hey!” Adam snatched the bag of pumpkin seeds from Eli. “It’s my turn!” In fact, six-year-old Adam knew very well it wasn’t his turn, but he wanted the crows to flock around him again. Now they were surrounding Eli and he was feeling rather ignored. Knowing that Eli would soon steal the bag back from … Continue reading Writeober Day 27: Crows
Writeober Day 26: Campfire
Dale finished up a song with a flourish, strumming his guitar so violently that the pick nearly flew out of his hand. The group around the campfire clapped, some laughing at Rod’s terrible and boisterous singing. A folk song was suggested and Dale fiddled with the placement of his capo, trying to find the easiest … Continue reading Writeober Day 26: Campfire
Writeober Day 25: Sharp
In a country, near a village, in a tiny wood, there was a tree. It was surrounded by many of its own kind, but this one tree in particular was special. As the village grew and the people tried to expand the road and construct more buildings, they cut down the edges of the wood … Continue reading Writeober Day 25: Sharp
