August 2022
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Drabble Rock, Week 8
captivate “Marvelous,” said Lord Conteville and he swept forward to greet Marceline, planting sloppy, wine-soaked kisses on each cheek. “Simply captivating, my dear. I daresay you have caught the eye of every eligible man here. And some ineligible, I might add.” He chortled at his own little joke, while Marceline watched, smiling politely, though, privately,… Continue reading
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Monday Motivations; Nine of Wands
Hello friends and welcome to another wacky week of writing. Friends, I come to you this morning with quite a few balls in the air. In addition to my World Con-turned-staycation starting this week, I also am preparing for the official launch of my very own Patreon page. I’m also still hard at work on… Continue reading
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The Ballad of Mercy May; 0007
Previous all she knows, she could be headed right for the creature’s lair. The realization strains her already flagging stamina. Her legs aching from the effort, her lungs burning for want of air, her mind lost and confused in more ways than one, the woman starts to slow. As if sensing her weakness, the monster… Continue reading
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Why Not?
Last night, I did something kind of crazy and possibly doomed for failure. Continue reading
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The Ballad of Mercy May; 0006
Previous immodesty of her attire: a thin, white chemise. How she came to be in this forest in such a state of undress is beyond her comprehension, and she has not the concentration to spare to give the matter much thought. The monstrosity behind her is closing the already narrow gap between them as it… Continue reading
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Drabble Rock, Week 7
primary Adrial twists Mhazara’s arm sharply behind her back and forces her behind a magnificent column of carved marble. “Your primary purpose in Kenzia,” he hisses, his face so near to hers she can feel his breath on her cheek, “is to find the traitor who would bring our nation to ruin. I did not… Continue reading
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Monday Motivations; Three of Pentacles
Good morning friends and welcome to another windswept week of writing. Last week, even if I didn’t say so out loud, one of my big goals was to catch up on the sleep I lost over my last deadline. Well, friends, I definitely accomplished that. Which means I have absolutely no excuses left when it… Continue reading
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The Ballad of Mercy May; 0005
Previous to push herself to her feet. As her weight shifts, a twig snaps beneath her heel, breaking into pieces the once peaceful quiet. And that is all it takes. The growl thrumming in her chest becomes a terrible roar as something massive comes crashing through the trees toward her. The time for indecision spent,… Continue reading
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Drabble Rock; Week 6
hunter The Godhead on festival night was as much a hunting ground as it was a melting pot. Diplomats and dignitaries, spies and propagandists alike socialized freely, pretending that ancient petty grievances and the idea of nationalistic superiority didn’t matter within the confines of these walls, at least tonight. It was a lie, of course,… Continue reading
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Monday Motivations; Four of Swords
Hello friends and welcome to another winning week of writing. Today, for yours truly, is deadline day for my most recent novella contract. And, I know I say this literally every time, but this time I really pulled out all the stops to try and screw things up for myself. By Friday, I was only… Continue reading
About Me
Kerry Share’s love for writing started, as it so often does, as a love of reading at an early age. At age 11 she wrote her first short story, a Harry Potter knockoff of dubious quality, and her love for creative expression was born. Throughout her teen years she continued to foster that passion through derivative work, and at 23 she turned her eye to original fiction.
Now in her thirties, having taken a break from creative endeavors to cope with an ever changing life and landscape, she is determined to make her dream of a writing career reality.
Just Another Struggling Writer 