Throwback Thursday

In the Fairy Tales universe with all the sprites, originally I was going to include a lot more fantasy creatures hiding in plain sight. I was even going to have little dragons (maxing out at about two feet long). As I wrote more and built up the lore for the sprites, I decided to focus on just them. Sprites, in their variety, are responsible for a lot of different fairy myths.

If Bowman realized this, he’d be quite miffed.

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.


Want to read more about Jacob Andris? Find his story on Lulu or Amazon!

Inspiration Tuesday

Though I have many varieties of sprites that I like to play with in my Fairy Tales sandbox, the wood sprites are my first love. Images of forests with their lush greenery and natural curves and lines always bring the wood sprites to mind. Where would they set up their homes? What would they cultivate the most in their free time? What games would they play? The green and gold of a forest in its peak is the essence of a wood sprite.

Images sourced from Pexels.

Bowman of Wellwood Excerpt

Light peeked under the hat. Bowman’s eyes widened as the side slowly lifted, and he pondered diving underneath to escape. A huge hand snaked its way under the brim and his nerves shattered. Fingers the size of his body fished in the dirt, looking for him. Bowman tried to evade them, but soon enough one of the giant fingertips brushed his arm.

A fearful squeak formed in his throat as he tried to sidle around the hand only for a giant finger and thumb to pinch the front of his shirt. He twisted away, but that grasp dragged him forward several irresistible steps before the whole hand lunged forward and clamped around him.

The skin was much thicker than his, to say nothing about the strength of the grip coiled around him. Air fled Bowman’s lungs and the hand dragged him out of his prison at last. It engulfed his body from the waist down, with one arm pinned to his side. Bowman felt the human’s slow pulse, heavy and powerful compared to his own, and heat radiated all around him.

He squirmed with every ounce of strength he had, and his wings twitched with him. He pushed as hard as he could on the giant’s thumb as it lifted him up. The huge face loomed close, and Bowman did what he could to ignore it.

By the time the giant was back at its full height, panic had settled around Bowman’s heart like a cage. The giant stared awkwardly at him, and he trembled every time he glanced up at those enormous brown eyes. His attempts to escape didn’t bother his captor at all.

With no other options, Bowman let a desperate impulse drive his actions. He leaned forward and sank his teeth into the giant’s finger. The thick skin resisted his effort at first, and then his sharpest teeth broke through just enough. A faint taste of copper came just before the giant dropped him.

He fell like a stone, taking a deep breath with newly freed lungs. Then, his wings snapped open and he leveled off in the air. He hurtled towards the edge of the clearing with his wings blurring in the night air to bank upwards.

No giant would catch Bowman Leafwing when he was flying.

( To find out what happens, find the book here: x )

Artwork by the amazing @featherpantsart

Word Association: Joke

Send me a word and I’ll tell you one OC fact related to it

Bowman Leafwing likes to joke around with his friends, the twins Blue and Gilt, a pair of wood sprite boys around his age. One prank they learned quickly to avoid from him involved goading them into chasing him in the air. Using clever maneuvers, Bowman has managed to send both of them flying through spiderwebs before (always making sure the spider was not there, of course).

Bowman of Wellwood

With Bowman of Wellwood finally being published, It’s a good time to give a synopsis of the story for anyone who might not know what it actually is (I doubt I have any followers haven’t seen at least a glimpse or a mention of Bowman, but I could be mistaken).

Bowman Leafwing is always flying himself right into trouble. In an idyllic forest haven, a young wood sprite must make his own adventures, and Bowman does so by sneaking out at night to fly in the dark. After a race with his friends is interrupted by an owl, Bowman makes a discovery that the village of Wellwood hasn’t seen in generations.

Giant beings right out of the legends have moved into the forest, and though Bowman was once proud of his lofty four inch height, these newcomers tower over even him. Curiosity and miscommunication land Bowman in trouble, and he is left wondering: are these “humans” enemies, or are they allies?

Bowman Leafwing is a four-inch-tall wood sprite, a species I have designed based on several different forest fairy (and general fae) legends. Wellwood is the name of the forest he calls home, with a village at its center housing a whole community of sprites. They are a pacifist group, though they are willing to defend themselves from predators.

Enter Jacob Andris, a human camper who stands quite tall among his peers at six feet (and he’s not even fully grown yet). When Jacob discovers Bowman snooping around his campsite, he’s too fascinated. Somehow, he will have to work past a very rude (and grabby) first impression to earn back Bowman’s trust, in time for a much bigger threat than a fascinated camper to come to the forest.

Featuring Bowman Leafwing

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(Artwork by @mythical-cupcake )

and Jacob Andris

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( Artwork by @kindii )

( Find the book here! )

Announcement

I’ve been so excited to come this far that now that I’m here, I hardly know what to say. Years and years of planning and writing and editing (and repeating those steps until I wanted to pass out) have finally come to fruition.

I’m so proud and pleased to announce that Bowman of Wellwood is now a published book! ( Lulu often runs some kind of promotion, so be sure to keep an eye out for extra discounts )

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From simple origins as a side project and something to muse about in between classwork and my other stories, Bowman and his friends have grown and developed more than I ever could have imagined. He used to be a nameless little muse, the figure I would imagine flying among the trees whenever I went on a road trip as a kid. Now, Bowman is all grown up, along with Jacob and Rischa and the rest.

I have to give credit where it’s due. I couldn’t have made it to this point without encouragement from my friends and the people I’ve written together with over the years. Thank you all so much for what you’ve done for me, @creatorofuniverses @nightmares06 @borrowedtimeandspace @bittykimmy @little-miss-maggie

Currently, the book is only available on the Lulu shop. However, I am in the process of preparing it for distribution on other sites such as Amazon and Barnes&Noble; more announcements will come when that process is complete. The next step will be to create an eBook format for those who don’t want to have a physical copy with that gorgeous cover (the artwork for which was created by Anthony Avon ).

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Anonymous Message

This one … got lost in my inbox. I’m sorry. It was on my main blog and I told myself however many months ago that I’d need to bring it over here and … heckin forgot.

But on to the question!

Bowman’s bed, like most wood sprite beds, is shaped right out of the floor and wall of his room. Since the wood sprites shape their houses out of the living tree branches and trunks, it’s made entirely of living wood and somewhat conforms to the shape of the wood grain. It has a divot in it for a cotton-stuffed mattress and his blankets, making a sort of raised nest.

Scar Wolfblind

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Commissions for @neonthebright !


( Much thanks to ghostquack for the amazing art! )

Scar Wolfblind, Wellwood’s bravest protector, would never hesitate to combat any threat that came against his forest home. With his sword drawn and ready, and with a defiant stance, he will fight.

Bravery, however, is not a perfect shield. When the fight is intense, Scar tends to come away with more injuries than the other knights. On those days, his longtime friend Cerul Elanwyn is there to patch him up and offer what healing magic he can.

Scar is offended every time he’s told to rest, but despite his ferocity, Cerul isn’t even a little bit intimidated.