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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A person could spend a lifetime world building and never capture all the intricacies associated with all the cultures in their fantasy world. That’s why I address the basics and a little bit more. Think of it as a Hollywood … Continue reading
In a violation of some rule that exists, but has never been seen, I find myself in the wrong place on my life’s journey. Good. Too, I’ll warn you now I’m going to praise myself in this post. No humble … Continue reading
They called her Polly Chromatic… To read the latest poem on the website please join me HERE.
It’s a long time since I’ve posted a full story, but here’s a full-length Ontyre short story from the country of Pannulus. Off the northeast coast of the continent of Tremjara is Pannulus, a country consisting of three main islands … Continue reading
Oh yes, autumn. Cooler air invades, the leaves turn, drizzle glistens on the pavement, and I burn with inspiration. No wonder I’m not a summer drafter. You want to talk about plans? I have plans for this autumn that are … Continue reading
So, I find myself in a strange place in my life where I walk around and think to myself, Gee, this place is strange. I’m serious. Okay, not completely serious, but maybe serious in a strange and slightly unserious sort … Continue reading
Backstory. In the past I’ve tried all manner of approaches, from making a list of points to creating a more formal outline to writing a narrative outline, which I still do for plotting. My method has now evolved again and … Continue reading
Recently, I was contacted by myself and asked if I was interested in being interviewed, and after some messaging back and forth, a time was set when we’d be together. I was expecting more of a studio atmosphere, but instead … Continue reading
The distance to congruence greater than from those accepting… To read the latest poem on the website please join me HERE.
Wrapped in the magic she’d summoned from within… To read the latest poem on the website please join me HERE. SaveSave