One of my favorite books I’ve read in the last year was Lissa Sloan’s debut novel, Glass and Feathers. And I am honored to be a stop on Lissa’s blog tour.

"I was scrolling through Facebook, dodging alarming posts about the current pandemic and liking posts that were more distracting, a toxic habit of my own, I suppose. However, as I scrolled I came across a pretty image with fancy lettering that said, 'it costs nothing to be kind.'"

Once upon a time there was a magical forest named Pigwiggen Wood. Nestled in the folds of the Dartmoor landscape, a short walk away from the idyllic and enchanted village of Chagford, this parcel of land is guarded by a lovely fairy sprite with wild dark curly hair, an infectious grin, and a gift for playing her harp so beautifully that even the fey gentry will pause in their rivalries and be led to the dance.

So um...hi. 

I haven't been around for a while, have I? Mental blocks are weird. I love blogging, and it's the easiest form of writing for me to do, because it's basically just me sitting down with an invisible group of friends and having a chat. The problem comes when maybe we don't get a chance to sit down together for a while, and I start to build it up in my mind...

Thursday June 13th, at 1:20 pm, with his loving parents standing at his side and holding onto him, Cinder passed away.