Liz Writes: You know what month it’s gonna be?

It’s that time of year again.

Liz Writes … er … Publishes Stuff

Well, folks. I’m going to do it. Deep breath. I’m going to self-publish my novel. If you have been following this blog for a few years (good for you to have stuck with my ramblings and random hiatuses for all this time!), you’ll remember me waxing poetic (and decidedly unpoetic) about the fantasy novel thatContinue reading “Liz Writes … er … Publishes Stuff”

The Illusion Conundrum, Part V: Excerpt #2

He couldn’t remember a time before wind. Always, it had followed him. Through his childhood, adolescence, adulthood. The windlings were a race of people born from the very air itself, created from the swirling rage of the gods thousands of years ago.