MESSAGE:

I am currently on something of a hiatus when it comes to my multi-part fan-fiction sagas, as I am in the midst of trying to write a novel (yes, for real this time, lol) retelling the legends of Robin Hood with a unique, historical fiction type flair. However, I have been and will be posting some scene clips from my novel on here, as well as occasional one-shots, so please do stay tuned, and I continue to deeply value your commentary!

Furthermore, I ask you not to despair over my hiatus fics because I am a determined soul, and sooner or later...I SHALL RETURN!!! (cues dramatic drumroll and royal heraldry horns)

About Me

I am a Catholic inclined towards mysticism and contemplation. My philosophy of life is to always remember that the smallest acts of kindness have cosmic repercussions, that the presence of the divine resides in every human heart, and that we are all mystically interconnected with each other and the world around us by virtue of the same Creation Song. I see God, in the Trinitarian Union, as the Divine Dance, the Ultimate Love, and the Source of Creativity, which I hope to share that love and creativity with others.

I have long been fascinated with the history and culture of the British Isles, which has given rise to an enthusiasm all things Celtic. This influences me as a singer, composer, and musician, playing the penny whistle, bodhran drum, and auto-harp. Some of my top musical inspirations include Loreena McKennitt and Karliene Reynolds.

In the film world, I am a lover of classics, period pieces, comedies, religious dramas, and some fantasy/sci-fi explorations, including "A Man for All Seasons", "The Song of Bernadette", "Full of Grace", "I Confess", "Scarlet and the Black", "Amazing Grace", "Lorna Doone", "Bright Star", "Belle", "Sense and Sensibility", "Gladiator", "The Lord of the Rings Trilogy", "The Hunger Games Quartet", "The Original Star Wars Trilogy", "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe", "Merlin", "Wonder Woman", "84 Charring Cross Road", "Mr. Holmes", "The Little Riders", "Master and Commander", "The Hasty Heart", "Robin Hood (Disney animated)", "Sleeping Beauty", "The Great Mouse Detective", etc. For TV series, I pick from the same above listed genres, including "Kung Fu", "The Fugitive", "The Adventures of Robin Hood", "The Virginian", "Bonanza", "Get Smart", "Hogan's Heroes", "The Andy Griffith Show", etc.

My other hobbies and enjoyments include watching light stream through stained-glass windows, absent-mindedly Zen-doodling, day-dreaming about shooting arrows in Sherwood Forest, tracking down long-lost historical tomes, and chatting with zany international contacts.

Did I mention that I do creative writing?? Oh, yeah...I do creative writing! :D

If you have the chance to read through any of my works posted here, please do comment and let me know what you think! I love making literary loving friends, so if you'd just like to just chat with me about shared fandom favorites, please feel free to PM me!

About "Fellowship & Fairydust Publications"

I am also the Editor-in-Chief of an online literary publication entitled Fellowship and Fairydust(), which is dedicated to inspiring faith and creativity and exploring the arts through a spiritual lens. Delving into a host of genres through essays, stories, and poetry, we take our main inspiration from the works and philosophy of Catholic fantasy authors J.R.R. Tolkien and Regina Doman. We welcome a variety of fandom-related material, including Lord of the Rings, Star Trek, Harry Potter, etc. Please do visit our website and like us on FB, and if you are a fan-fiction author interested in having your works republished on a new and exciting venue, please PM me!

A Poem for My Readers

To each and every one of you

Who feels my breathing through my words,

Words fueled but not consumed by the fire in the head…

I give you my heart and my hand.

Words into me, and out of me,

Before and behind me,

And all in a circle around me,

Enlivening me

Permeating me

As the soul sings eternally,

Causing mortal flesh to dance

For it is lit by the Torch of Life,

And so we are all here Alive…

The dance of fingers upon letters and signs

Symbols of a deeper knowing

Borne deep in the womb of our true selves

Wrenched out of us by the conscious “I”,

The knowing of ourselves, and our bleeding out

Into each other, soul-bleeding, soul-infusing…

Who are we, children of the stars?

Who are we, children of the soil?

We are One with the Spirit

And the Word

With our words, warmly wrought

Sometimes with laughter, or with tears,

Weaving stories, hopes and fears

Of hearts in anguish we wish to heal

Of souls in turmoil we wish to save,

Of a Vulcan, with his logic –

Will he find true wisdom?

Of a half-man with his cunning –

Will he be made whole?

Of a Death-Eater haunted by death –

Will Love win out the stronger?

We wish upon the blessed stars

That run through us now as blood

That we, who give the universe a face,

May work with light and stir with fire

To live our lives in such a way

That we are reconciled to all –

To the depths of our own darkness

To the brokenness of brothers,

To the creative energies,

And to the hour of our death

So I will tell my tales while the heart pounds in me

I will count them worthy to the last day

My small flickering self, put out to be felt

Like a candle in the window, welcoming the traveler

My small self, by universal self, all of myself…

My laughing self, my sob-wrenched self, my bloodied self…

All of me you may have, hands outstretched

I will hold nothing back from you

I will share it with you…

The tears, the hurt, the twisting

The scorn, the sorrow, and the shock

The loss you feel cannot be filled

Except with strains of melancholy

I will spin for you those strains

For they may melt the stones

And crack the scales of the heart

But I will also share with you…

The laughter, the joy, the beauty

The glimpses of some dream we had

Before our waking

Our messy, honest, imperfect, giggling selves

Oh, I love you…let me hold you to my heart…

I will pour out like the song is poured out

And stripped as the corn is stripped

For every day is a reconciling

To consummation

When my time is done

And all my stories told

And you may know

The eternal part of me has touched you

Is touching you, as yours is touching me

And that whatever love is in me still,

Infused, I hope, with star-shot fire

Loves you in words

No mortal tongue can tell