I spent almost forty years trying to find a label for myself. Am I writer or a programmer? A father or a son? Sooner or later, and occasionally repeatedly, I realized that while there are a lot of labels for myself, there isn't only a single one that defines me. I am many thing and proud of almost every one.
…large repository of useless knowledge.
Foremost, I'm a voracious learner of everything I can get my hands on. Of course, this means I end up being a large repository of useless knowledge, but it also makes me a jack-of-trades. I'm also a husband of one and a father of two.
I am a writer of mostly fiction, including stories and novels. Some of them have actually resulted in a published novel while I have various stories scattered among some small presses and publications. When I do write, I like to know more than the story on the page, so I also easily lose myself in world-building and exploration.
I'm also a coder. I create compliance software by day and random programs by night. I also managed to pull out a few games here and there, both on pen-and-paper and on the computer. Somewhere down the line, I got interested in typography, geology, and open source software.
Recovering from the explosion in the stable, Kanéko realizes her father is going to take away her tools while she is on her trip. Desperate to keep going, she decides to do the only thing she could think of: hide them.
Years later, Kanéko is still haunted by that fateful day when she found she had no ability to use magic. Unwilling to accept that, she found a new 's struggle to erase that fateful day have still borne no fruit. Her current passion of puzzling out
Late in manifesting her powers, Kanéko can't wait to find out which magical ability she will have. Could it be her father's earth magic, a simple talent, or something more exotic? Will she be a mage of legends or only the daughter of a local bartim?
Lily's romance is now over. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed the story. This is the first time I've really written a romance and definitely the first time I've ever written anything more than "fade to black".
Even though she is no longer in the High Society circles, Lily still has a chance to go to the party to see how Nirih's dress is presented. Nothing prepares her, however, with what else would happen that night.
At this point, Second-Hand Dresses has been drafted and is now entering the pipeline to get published. This means a couple rounds of editing, then saving up money from patrons to pay for editors and printing, and then actually publishing it.
The dress was beautiful and perfect. No one, even the pickiest of people had nothing to say and Lily could finally relax. But how to you relax the day after it happens? Well, two good friends of hers have an idea.