Once upon a time, a young author named Daeus ran across the stories of Brandon Sanderson. There was something strange in these books. Something wonderful— Special powers characters possessed fueled by things like metals or light that allowed them to calm anxious crowds or walk on ceilings. Their powers had an aura of science about…

I’ve been keeping this a secret for almost two years. It’s finally time to lift the veil on my novel. To start with, it finally has a name!! The Songkiller’s Symphony. Though I really need way more time to put together a quality synopsis, here’s my first jab at it. 😉 Exton has one chance to stop…

I believe poetry is a large part of what defines a fantasy setting. It shows us what’s important to the characters and can add a strong heroic tone. Recently, I was writing a scene where one of the main characters comes and asks a king of the teedletiden for aid in a desperate war. The…

Meet the teedletiden: half hobbit, half elf, half dwarf, half squirrel, half friendly dickensonian street urchin. (They belong to my work in progress.) I wish I could spring through the trees like they do. An average of three-feet in height and all muscle, they’re entirely human with only a few anatomical differences. The dominant one is their beards. All males have thick…

Guess what? I’m a conlanger! Conlanger means someone who creates languages (constructed=language=maker). As far as invented languages go, this one is pretty simple, but a lot of fun. Check it out.  

The following poem recounts the first age in my fantasy world. While I’m hesitant to share this in its unedited form (the poet within me is cringing at some of my forced wording), I hope the insights into the story world will be worth it. Menthril is my story’s arch-villain. The ramifications of his actions…