I frequently find myself stuck on a confounding point in my work or sometimes, honestly, just bored with it. So I stir my creative juices by writing.
Turns out, inhabiting a world in my head for a while, un-sticks some solution for me in my real work life, or just life in general.
So, there may be points in my stories that readers may find trails of what I\'m working out. I do find it funny, what I put my characters through, to figure out my own life.
It’s a magic deeper than what he’s taught and learned in school, a magic that bound people together. By chance or by fate, he happened upon this mystical yet genuine magic. Trouble is... he does not know his limits with this type of magic, if there were any. It runs through his blood and manifests on his person. But more importantly, it flashes in his eyes.
It’s a magic she could not learn from books, a magic which could be faced unprepared yet willingly. By chance or by fate, she happened upon this forgotten yet common magic. Trouble is, she does not know the extents of this magic, if there were any. It seemed to flow through her and show on her features. And more importantly, it blazes in her eyes.