Christina Anne Hawthorne
Christina Anne Hawthorne
Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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Monthly Archives: November 2021
The Space Between Whispers
The night was as it always was, captured in wishes, yearning for a miracle to deliver more than wanting, more than a tearful holiday begging for a self that was right, not wrong. She came in a dream of angels, … Continue reading
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Tagged #amwriting, #poetrycommunity, #WritingCommunity, Christina Anne Hawthorne, identity, LGBTIQ, Ontyre Passages, poem, poetry, transgender
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Worldbuilder
A place she’d seen, at first a pinpoint of light waiting in the darkness. It expanded, land rising as mountains, falling as great seas. Communities awoke, cultures spread, good and evil, the gray between, all finding a place to mix … Continue reading
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#NaNoWriMo Week 4 – Thankful
Sometimes the stars align. That alone is reason for me to be thankful. Two novels. Two months. I’m tired, I’m weary, and still enthused, still grateful for my creativity. Yes, stars will align on November 25th 2021, the day I … Continue reading
Compulsion
There shouldn’t be edges in the world, she wanted to align them, better that life be wild, all the world curves. There shouldn’t be strings, you know, strings hanging off things, stealing her sleep till they were trimmed. There shouldn’t … Continue reading
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Tagged #amwriting, #poetrycommunity, #WritingCommunity, Christina Anne Hawthorne, humor, humour, life, Ontyre Passages, poem, poetry
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Dream of Cherishing
It was a dream she’d had, enough to fill her heart, love and tenderness, affection that’d never part, a hand to hold when walks were cold, a winter’s evening in a snowy park. A better life, an imagined life, a … Continue reading
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Tagged #amwriting, #poetrycommunity, #WritingCommunity, Christina Anne Hawthorne, holiday, holiday season, love, Ontyre Passages, poem, poetry, romance
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#NaNoWriMo Week 3 – Magnification
It’s true. Experience is invaluable, and never has that been more true for me than right now. I’m currently deep into an adventure that goes far beyond NaNo. Over the last seven years I’ve learned how much I was capable … Continue reading
Shadow Horizon
In the interest of clarity she wrapped her mind around a thought, her consciousness finding the light in her mind’s eye. With her next breath she found air, an inhale unheard, bringing life, held ever so gently before the exhale. … Continue reading
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Tagged #amwriting, #poetrycommunity, #WritingCommunity, calm, Christina Anne Hawthorne, creativity, Meditation, Mental health, Ontyre Passages, poem, poetry
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Happenstance
On the road to happenstance, electricity arcing, midnight sparks, guiding her every movement, showing her the way. It was a new circumstance, a scalding fire, shadows turning, flickering light, exploring a taste so sweet. At her fingertips a romance, two … Continue reading
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#NaNoWriMo Week 2 – Truths
For many, this is the infamous second week during NaNoWriMo when many drop out. Please don’t. This blog, though, is about my thoughts during my second week. I’m far ahead of where I’d hoped to be and don’t have any … Continue reading
If Only
If only she knew how. If only she had the strength. If only she had the courage. If only, if only, if only… If only she hadn’t turned her life into a series of hypothetical daydreams. If only she wanted … Continue reading