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.
Category Archives: Other Writing
Given the cold in the interrogation room, I’d have gladly traded the little black dress for a big wool blanket. I resorted to rubbing my arms, a poor remedy for shivering that did nothing for shaking. My Not-So-Happy New Year. … Continue reading
Unseen and huddled as she was in full view, she released dangerous tears anew. They flowed beneath her cheeks on the inside, falling to her heart’s emotional lies. A little voice, calling itself Hope, held her as one, encouraging her … Continue reading
For fantasy writers, especially, naming is critical. World building demands it. Of course, world building demands a lot of things, but there are those pesky rules. No excessive backstory. No info dumps. It makes it tough on a writer. Whether … Continue reading
When you’re writing that great novel sometimes small details slip through the cracks and a correction or two becomes necessary. For instance, you might find yourself writing the closing chapter and realize the protagonist doesn’t work. Yeah, okay, so you … Continue reading
Working on your WIP, but there’s something missing? The story has gone flat and stale and after careful consideration you decide you need to add a character who’ll breathe new life into the story? Add the unexpected animal. No, don’t … Continue reading
The conclusion to my short story is available on the website HERE along with a link to Part 1 in case you missed it. Thanks for visiting!
The girl paused at the entrance, a hand resting against the wall and eyes surveying the broken panes, cracked floor, and dust coated counters where tiny prints crisscrossed the elevated desert. Beside the sink dishes awaited cleaning. “Anna, have you … Continue reading
That the worst was over during our long journey through the forest I could only hope, but my hopes were dashed when I heard the voice. Soft, it was, and seemingly reasonable, yet a shiver rushed over me before I … Continue reading