Inkfeather Pages is where I share the messier, more honest side of writing life — drafting, revising, the odd garden-fatigued Sunday, and everything in between. Expect notes from the desk, behind-the-scenes glimpses of works in progress, and the occasional ramble about what it actually takes to finish a novel.
Jemma Weir is a Scottish indie author of paranormal romance and urban fantasy with bite: magic is messy, love is fierce, and family means everything. Fantasy was her first love. Now she writes the kind of stories she always wanted to read — gritty, heartfelt, and just a little unhinged.
In Scotland Lockdown is once again starting to ease – we can go outdoors, yay…. except it’s Scotland, and it’s cold… I think I’ll stay at home and read my book instead. I am being a little unfair. It hit thirteen degrees yesterday, not warm enough that I didn’t need a jacket, but it was nice enough weather to go for a walk. But either way, if you’re out, or in, or warm or cold,
Hello Guys and Gals, It’s been a busy year already, and I’ve been hard at work writing, editing, and spinning ideas. So many idea’s. There just is not enough time in the day to complete everything I want. Ernie Smith and the Seven Deadly Sins As Ernie’s first story – Finding Death’s Scythe – gets close to release on Amazon, I have been knocking the rest of the stories into shape. Remember if you join
Welcome to the Valentines speical blog hop, read Grace story here, and continue down to read some more amazing stories. Patent of Marriage by Grace Craddock Despite the fact that the best, brightest, and most ambitious came through the door every day the patent office was a sedate place to work. Things were rarely loud; tea never had the opportunity to get cold and the paperwork was always done on time. Today was threatening to
Welcome to the Valentines day special blog hop, read my story here, and scroll to the bottom for the links to more amazing authors. Love, Drunk, and Cupid by Jemma Weir The high-pitched beep was enough to drive Ernie to violence. He followed it, forcing himself to take slow, calm steps as he entered the kitchen. He wasn’t sure what he had expected to find, but it certainly wasn’t a naked man slumped half inside
I am incredibly happy to announce more details on my new series of short stories that I am releasing this year. Ernie Smith and the Seven Deadly Sins is a comedy fantasy series, based in a retirement home named Gard Village–Senior Living. The series can be read in any order, and follows Ernie as he tries, and usually fails, to lead a quiet life. Get the first story FINDING DEATH’S SCYTHE here early by signing
Breaking down goals is still relativity new for me. I have always been one of those people that declares on January 1st that I will magically lose weight this year. No goal weight, no plan. And as a result, it never happens. This year I am once again going to track it all in my Bullet Journal. I was late to the Bullet Journal party. In the past I had various scraps of paper or
As we head into 2021 I am looking back at last year’s goals, what went well, what didn’t. One of the repeating themes I am seeing is I tried to bite off too many varied project worlds. All in all it was a good first year back to writing, and one that has kept me writing into 2021 so I must be doing something right. In 2020 I set 5 writing goals, and the rest
With the chaos of NaNoWriMo I missed a few announcements about free stories of mine that are available. To be Remembered – Podcast for Alone in a Room with Invisible people – Rebecca read my little flash story beautifully for this spooky edition of the podcast. Listen to it, and a bunch of other authors, below. This podcast has given me a great deal of fantastic writing advice. Missing Parts – Blog Hop October –
National Novel Writing Month-or NanoWriMo for short-is a challenge to write 50000 words in the 30 days of November. It’s a hard challenge to complete. I have done it before. I won five times over the years. Last year was one of those, and it was how I got started writing again after so many years away. This year I won again! Not only did I hit my 50k, I did it in 15 days,
The bucket of body parts sat on the edge of my desk. Some of the dark fluid had dribbled down one side after it had been brought in. I resisted the urge to clean it. There was no point yet. I turned away, looking over the factory. The glass window covered most of the wall, giving me a clear view of the line below, finally running smoothly again. A small win, considering. “It really wasn’t
