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.
Tag Archives: life
Between working extra hours on the job for the rest of June and trying to finish this edit on Trust in the Forgotten, I’m swamped until July (when I’ll start editing A River in Each Hand. Still, I have something … Continue reading
Well, this week went astray in a hurry, which resulted in Thursday arriving and me not having a blog post written. It’s also meant I’ve made little headway editing Trust in the Forgotten so far this week. Even so, I … Continue reading
How could it be? It was as if waking from a dream… To read the latest poem on the website, please join me HERE.
What drives us to write, or to create in general, for that matter? Not just that, but to do so against the odds? Those are questions that easily arise for me at the moment as they have in the past. … Continue reading
Glancing at faces, she saw lives on the mend… To read the latest poem on the website, please join me HERE.
Like other writers I draw from many influences and experiences, good and bad. This past Tuesday I had my bi-annual visit with my pulmonologist. He’s done the impossible, my lung function steady for two years now (following seven years of … Continue reading
I thought I’d do something different this week and list facts about me, some of them a little unusual—or not. Many people do similar posts that are interesting. Me? Probably not nearly so interesting, but we’ll see. Here we go… … Continue reading
All her indifferent relationships were enough… To read the latest poem on the website, please join me HERE.
Drafting, editing, and world building are the sapling in the sunlight, but the seed and roots that come first are the writer’s true creation story. As a child I often gazed out my window imagining, but that was but one … Continue reading
Branded with shame for living her truth… To read the new poem on the website, please join me HERE.