by Sara C. Snider | Aug 19, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Witnessing Trouble “He’s not really going to tar and feather you, is he Hazel?” Holly asked. “Perhaps we should think about leaving,” Hawthorn said, “before we find out.” “Would someone please tell me...
by Sara C. Snider | Aug 15, 2016 | Publishing, Short Stories
I first met Damon L. Wakes over on Goodreads. I was looking for books to review, back when I first started blogging and had delusions of grandeur that I’d be able to review books somewhat regularly. He approached me about reviewing his collection of flash...
by Sara C. Snider | Aug 12, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Early Ambitions and Ablutions Holly could only stutter incoherent half-protests as Hazel herded her out the barn door and prodded her towards the house. “All right,” Hazel said in a low voice once they reached the steps of Francis’...
by Sara C. Snider | Aug 5, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Harvest Home Francis was a kind and generous host, even if he did seem a little soft in the head. They ate their sandwiches with ham and mustard (eggs and mustard for Holly) until they were all full and nearly falling asleep at the table. “I’ve...
by Sara C. Snider | Jul 29, 2016 | Hazel and Holly
Previous: Soup and Secrets, Part Two The following day, Hazel, Holly, Hemlock, and Hawthorn were back on the road in the rattling carriage. Tum sat with the driver. He had made quite the fuss in leaving the comforts of the cellar of the Backwards Buck. But for...
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