“Don’t do it,” Dragon, my familiar, hissed. Continue reading “Sun Flames”
I have never understood why I was condemned for centuries. Continue reading “Sisters Three”
At 0433 I am awakened by a cold nose and heavy breathing. Continue reading “Thunderstorm”
Levi pulled the horse to a stop and jumped off the cart at the Archer homestead, the largest farm this side of Boston. Continue reading “1767 – A Day in the Life”
Dismal Swamp was not what I expected. Continue reading “Dismal Swamp State Park”
This will be my fourth year participating in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). Continue reading “NaNoWriMo 2018”
According to local lore, Daniel Boone and his family made use of the cave above the Yadkin River. Continue reading “Boone’s Cave Park”
N. R. Tucker 