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*blows dust off keyboard and wipes screen with sleeve* Yo. *taps device* You still there? It's been awhile. BUT I'M BACK. Did you miss me? Or more importantly, did you miss Sienna and her friends? ;) Especially that Lief boy. I mean come on now... Thank you for waiting for patiently for this *cough* last *cough* update. What? Who said that? Hey! Come back here! - - - Sienna was silent for the rest of the day. Her smother would have been very proud. She’d always asked Sienna to stop talking so she could hear the person on the other side of the phone. “Sorry, what was that? There was a pest buzzing around my ear.” At least Sienna knew what it was really like to have pests buzzing about her ears. The tent Lief had stuck her in lived across from the paddock the green people kept their livestock in. Fat flies skirted in through holes and tried to wash their hands on her sweaty forehead. Lief hadn’t unbound her or left her with any sort of instructions. He had...

Wassup? I can't believe it's been two weeks since the last update of The Tree Folk ? I took a pause in updates to gather my strength and focus on some other things, but now I'm back and alive as ever! Thank you so much for the encouraging comments you leave. You have no idea how much good a few kind words can do for a soul. Especially one that is hypersensitive when it comes to sharing her writing... I wish I could express how thankful I am for you . But words just don't cut it. When we last saw Sienna she was meeting Prince Gorrell (hehe) and had taunted Lief. Anyone have any ideas as to where this will lead? Feel free to comment your theory below... Without further ado, The Tree Folk , part 4. Did you miss parts one through three? No biggie! Visit this page to catch up . - - - By that point, Sienna was completely lost. Of course, the talking tree wasn’t her biggest problem. Now there were pasty princes and this green boy who was comedically name...

And here we are with part three. By the time this post is up I will be back from camp. (Dear Future Rosie: was it swell? Also, has the zit on your forehead gone away yet?) This year I was a counselor (shudder/wink) -- how crazy is that? Crazy awesome. Kind of like what's happening to Sienna right now, eh? #thatsegwaytho - - - In case you missed them, here are parts  one and two . - - - Was this truly happening? Was this tree talking to her? It was. And it kept talking, as though it were perfectly normal for it to talk. She looked around at the men who had dragged her there. Surely they had some sense to understand that this was crazy too. But they only sneered when she laid her eyes on them. “Sienna, are you paying attention? We don’t have much time.” “I’ve finally gone mad.” “They always say that,” someone behind her retorted. The tree laughed, only to be cut off by what sounded like a fanfare. Sienna’s captors went rigid as the leaves border...

Who's ready for part two?! I am so happy to have received the feedback I did for part one. Thank you so much to those who commented and suffered through that post sending out like 8 times. -.- You make my day. <3 Alright, let's get on with it, shall we? Last time we saw Sienna she was being mummified by vines. Let's see if she can figure out what's going on and get herself out of this mess... - - - They dragged her along, the three of them chattering in warbled voices. She strived to understand, to grasp at information that would give her the knowledge she’d need to navigate the situation. But for the most part, it sounded like birds chirping together in an intense commutative soprano. She tried not to panic. Because the more she did, the more moss she snuffed up her nose. Eventually, the tweeting stopped and the air around her stiffened. They stopped dragging her along the ground, and the few moments of silence that followed were deafening. Th...

There's something I haven't done in a long time. And that is, share a story. I've written loads for you guys over the years, but when it comes to novels, I'm always -- hm, what's the proper word for it? -- terrified  to share what I've written. Mostly because I get this notion like it needs to be edited and make sense and I need to reread it and *brain overloads and nothing gets done* BUT NOT TODAY! Okay, well, I did edit this but that's beside the point. I'm sharing a snippet of a current WIP, my dear friend, and I am entrusting its growth to you. :) Without further ado... - - - “Stupid Craig and his stupid rules and his stupid protein bars and—AGH! GO AWAY BUG. And his stupid trooper scarf thing! Well here you go, Craig!” She ripped the bandana off her throat, stomping on it for good measure. “There! Now find me!” The forest around her was eerily quiet. She turned around in a circle, a small breeze brushing her arms. She watched a...