Elegy for a Wind Mage WINTER SPRANG to his feet as soon as he saw me, his six-foot-two frame looming over me. He was rather disheveled with his loose gray sw...

A scone before the storm THE COFFEE SHOP was packed with customers chattering over John Mayer’s breathy vocals, texting as they waited for their drinks, whil...

The release day for Silver Dust is approaching and I still don't have the final cover to share with you (it won't be long though, promise!) so instead I'm go...