by Sara C. Snider | Sep 18, 2015 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Seamless Dreams The inside of Zinnia’s home smelled just as the woman herself: like freshly turned earth and an overabundance of roses, lavender, and lilacs. It was both cloying and pleasant, unsettling as well as comforting. Hazel didn’t at all care...
by Sara C. Snider | Sep 11, 2015 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Death Before Dawn Hazel followed the wooded path back to the cottage she shared with her sister. The sun was well up by the time she returned, the warmth pulling the heady scent of honeysuckle into the air. She eyed the herb patch as she passed...
by Sara C. Snider | Sep 4, 2015 | Hazel and Holly
Hazel peered at the twilit sky as she wandered along the wooded path. She clutched her lantern, even though the way lightened with the approaching dawn. She quickened her step. It would be a brief visit this time. She knew she’d been too liberal with the valerian tea....
by Sara C. Snider | Sep 1, 2015 | Writing
Series. What a funny little word. It sounds like seahorses and eyeballs, and while eyeballs can be unsettling (though don’t underestimate those seahorses), “series” doesn’t really seem like the kind of word to strike terror into unsuspecting hearts. But it has....
by Sara C. Snider | Aug 4, 2015 | Short Stories
I connected with Tanya a couple of years ago when I hosted my first Halloween Blog Hop. It was my first year blogging, and I really didn’t know how much interest there would be. So you might imagine my delight when people actually signed up for it, and one of...
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