Made Up Title Game

Anonymous: Subtle Overprotective Syndrome

A fisherman heads out on his rickety boat, determined to catch enough to sell at the last market before he has to pack up all the supplies and think about setting up for winter. The waves are choppy and his family insists he doesn’t go, but if he doesn’t make enough money to buy supplies they might not make it through the harsh coastal winter.

He’s skilled out on the water, and does manage to net quite a few fish, but he lingers out there too long. The waves get to be much taller than his little boat, and it’s getting harder and harder to control it, to aim it for the safer shore and not the harsh rocks.

Knowing there will be some I-told-you-so’s, he flashes a desperate signal to anyone that might be waiting at the shore: S O S.

And someone answers, but not exactly who he’d expect. There’s a giant living in the hills near the shore, and that’s who wades out into the choppy water like it’s little more than a diving pool. 

At first the fisherman doesn’t even see what’s happening amidst the high waves and clouded sky, until a rush of water beneath catches his attention.

Then his boat rises on what he thinks is a swell of a wave at first, until it just keeps going up. A hand big enough to cradle the whole fishing boat in its palm lifts him free of the battering waves and cups it close to a huge, hunched chest.

The giant almost never involves himself in the affairs of the small fishing village, but this time he carries the foolish little fisherman back to shore … and all the way up into the hills despite his calls to let him off at home.

It takes a night and a day to convince the giant that he’s not about to go back to the water.

Made Up Title Game

Phoenix said: Made-Up title: Not So Sneaky After All

Honestly, the first thing that comes to mind for this one is a borrower getting the hiccups at the Worst. Possible. Time.

This after bragging to another borrower that they’re one of the best out there at sneaking in and out of a huge room without anyone noticing, and getting all the best stuff. Commence the hiccups and the mad dash for cover while the human tries to figure out what that intermittent, tiny squeaking noise is. Meanwhile their buddy is back in the walls going back and forth between worrying they’ll be seen and finding this the funniest thing they’ve seen in ages.

I could see this happening to Chase Lisong and his sister Minnie, if they were borrowers. It shouldn’t take too many guesses to figure out which one is the dork with the hiccups.

Made Up Title Game

Phoenix said: Made-Up title: Growth Pains

How fun. You’re coming up with some great titles to make me think of story ideas!

For this one I’d have to write something for giant!Jacob. I’ve already written about the moment he became giant, but I haven’t done as much yet with the time in between then and when the Winchester brothers found him.

The story would probably be about him adjusting to his life in the wilderness, suddenly a lot bigger than anyone was ever meant to be. He’d have to find shelter, water, and food, and lots of it. All without happening across other people, who tend to scream and freak out when they see him. This, of course, wouldn’t be so easy for him, being over a hundred feet tall.

It would be a lot to get used to, and Growth Pains would be a perfect title for such a misadventure.

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Phoenix said: Made-Up title: Beans and Sprouts

This is so cute and it immediately makes me think of the name for baby wood sprites, so of course the story would involve them somehow.

The story would start with Jacob making another visit to the Wellwood forest. He’d bring with him a book he found at the library while he was browsing around: Mary Norton’s The Borrowers, in which the tiny folk call people like him Beans. If nothing else, he’d be thinking it’s an amusing thing to show Bowman and the other sprites his age, who never run out of fascination for the things he brings to the woods.

Before getting close to the village, though, Jacob would hear a tiny little voice. Two tiny nestlings, wandering too far past the stream, got lost with the village out of sight and with no patrolsprites nearby to notice.

Not every sprite in Wellwood is 100% on board with Jacob and how enormous he is, and he’s extra big to these poor lost nestlings. They can’t even fly up to bop him like that Bowman Leafwing does all the time. Jacob wouldn’t want to frighten them even more, but there’s no way he’s going to leave them on their own, even to go and find someone to come carry them; the village isn’t far for him, but it’s enough of a trip that something could befall them before he got back.

Luckily, he has a whole book with him, with fascinating stories of tiny people a lot like the sprites that live near the giant human beans. With no idea what else to do and them huddling away from his hands, Jacob would read to the poor sprouts until someone on patrol heard him and came to investigate to get the kiddos home.

Andris Household Floorplans

( Cross post from BAMultiverse )

Jacob Andris and his family has lived in two households. When Jacob’s father was still alive, the family lived in a small one-story home. In the present day, Jacob, his mother Mariana, and his stepfather Mike live in a two story house that’s slightly nicer than the one before.

Original Andris Household

At this time, I don’t have individual room layouts planned out (and I forgot to mark the archway into the living room from the hall), but in general this was a crowded but loving home. Jacob enjoyed his childhood in this home and spent a lot of time playing in the backyard.

Current House First Floor
Current House Second Floor

After remarrying, Mariana opted to move into a house with her new husband so they could sort of start fresh. After years on just her income, it was a welcome change to move into a nicer home where new memories could be made.

Furniture sketch layout. It’s very basic but this is the general layout of the important rooms in the Andris home. One of Mariana’s jobs is a work-from-home job, and she does her work at the desk in the living room; however, everything is kept very tidy and clean. Things are less crowded here, but it’s still a very warm and inviting place.


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Excerpt: Cira

Cira Dawn is one of my favorite characters, and definitely one of the most surprising as far as where her story went. Originally a D&D character, I have adapted her backstory somewhat to suit the Muunfel setting. Here’s a look at one of the misadventures of Cira well before she even considered having a child. This is shortly after she experienced a madness-inducing dimension hop.


Among the massive pile of treasures Cira and her companions claimed from the beast was a small cube. Cira picked it up and turned it over in her hands, and it buzzed with energy. When one side was pressed, Cira gasped as a sharp pull began right between her shoulder blades, like one of her many kaleidoscope friends was leading her off on a new adventure.

Phinn started to fade away, as did the others, one by one. Cira frowned as she realized they weren’t coming with her. Wait, she wanted to cry out, but her lips were sealed by whatever was yanking her out of the world. Phinn looked startled and leaped towards her, his hands outstretched. She slipped through them like water. The lights and shadows around her began to blur and spin in a sickening show of acrobatics. Cira, her senses overwhelmed by the pulling sensation and the sights and sounds of madness, lost consciousness.

Continue reading “Excerpt: Cira”

February 2019 To-Do List

  • Finish final contest prize
  • Edit some existing projects
  • Work on Brothers Apart contest entry

January was a busy one with the goals I had set, and with a pretty significant drain on my energy that came about at work, but I made good progress on many of my goals the last month. I also got to take a very relaxing and much needed vacation to recharge some of the writing motivation.

There is nothing quite like good friends, cozy days, and not having a schedule.

Friendly reminder: If you have a prompt or an idea for a post, be sure to check out the contact page, which contains a form to send an idea right to me (it is anonymous; you don’t even have to fill in a name if you don’t want to!).

Excerpt: Whisper on the Run

I don’t think I’ve ever posted anything about this guy before. Introducing Gailen, another of my little characters and a troublemaker in his own way.


The night was seeping in, overtaking the glimpses of sky through the canopy above. Where before the leaves were vibrant green, now they were banners of black. They rustled in the night breeze and masked the bat wings in motion among them. The moon was like a grey-white eye trying to peer through the black branches to the underbrush far below. Nocturnal movements shied away from it, lest an owl spot them in the foliage. Their wings would be softer and quieter than the hanging moss and their talons sharper than a hawthorn.

One small pair of eyes watched from the curled roots of a tree, knowing the owls weren’t the worst creatures to be found out there.

Gailen moved the leaf he’d pulled aside to check his surroundings. It rasped against the others, all crisp and long dead and easy to stack in place. He had lined a crawl space under the roots with them. The cold ground couldn’t steal his warmth there, and the tree could shield him from almost all that would come for him.

Almost. He had to hope his insulation would keep him hidden from the tree. From the ones it would tell.

Muunfel Lore Bits #1

Angels, as have been touched on before, are the umbrella category for any beings created by a god or gods for a particular task. It’s a broad term, but then being celestial is a broad implication. Some angels might even conflict with others, depending on the purposes they are designed for. Angels of death, for example, run counter to angels of protection.

Flying Sea Serpents are actually angels. Created by Cora, the goddess of water, and Sil, the goddess of air, their divine purpose is simple. They guard the sea and sky wherever they are placed. Their original purpose was to guard the shores of Muunfel, but many have been slain and their numbers are reduced.

Some gods are less likely than others to create angels. Others simply aren’t sure what to do with them. Wiavex, the god of souls, for example, has created one angel, unique in its shape, which has a very clouded purpose. It is simply a Soulgazer Beast, consigned to see the souls of mortals with no task to complete with the information it finds.

Throwback Thursday

How Elias discovered his gender identity

Elias, in his original form, was a D&D character (dual class bard/ranger, for those interested). He was actually introduced as the son of my previous D&D character, Cira Dawn, who had survived three campaigns prior and deserved to be safely retired with all her loot so she could take care of her lil baby.

Becoming an oracle of a significant temple (a development that I kept in her story when I moved it into the Muunfel project) gave her a stable place to call home, but it also meant many visits from all kinds of importan people. Elias grew up meeting dignitaries, gods, vessels of gods, royals, and the like. It was a very accepting household, though he saw his fair share of trouble growing up there. His mother’s importance made him the target for more than one kidnapping attempt, but Cira Dawn can and will move mountains for her baby, so it never stuck.

Elias grew up confident and well-loved, but still he set out on his adventures to see the world and figure out his own place in it (all with his mother’s enthusiastic support). This is, more or less, how he ended up with his original D&D party.

Fast forward to the thick of the Plot. One of the other party members, a very pretty cleric, had gotten kidnapped. She was being held hostage in a warehouse, and part of the rest of the party’s plan for attack was to create diversions. Elias’ diversion, since he could shapeshift, was to transform into the likeness of their kidnapped friend to make the bandits think she’d escaped her cell.

Sometime during this mission, it clicked. The form, presenting as female, worked well for Elias, and she was almost reluctant to shift back.

After that, more shapeshifting and experimentation occurred. Elias learned that he is a man sometimes, a woman others, and neither or both on some occasions. He’s very fortunate to be able to play so freely with his presentation, too.

Fun fact: Sometimes, when presenting female, she changes her name to Elisa to match and thinks she’s the cleverest about it. For agender/nonbinary days, El is a suitable name for them. However, Elias is fine with his given name as a general way to refer to him.