Dreams that Stick

There’s such a long and winding history of this story. I’ve said it before: This all started with a dream I had. In that dream, there was a bad@$$ female werewolf. I lived the dream, and though her part in the story has changed along with her name, I’m thankful she entered my life; that werewolf dream began a new level of my journey in writing. Still don’t know my destination, but I do understand my calling. I’m not fighting it anymore. I’ve attached a couple of chapters of the story as it stands now, though I mean to continue the long editorial and creative journey of decision-making necessary for what I’m calling Ronin. Give it a shot!

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