It seems the Reliquarian has long been in winter. This is the 6th season of the Reliquarian, and it seems such a long time ago since Cadence wore her father's coat, and trudged through the snow with a key in her hand. At the time...
I grew up hearing the adage that Art Imitates Life, and in mine it seems that my Life Imitates Art. This has been especially true since beginning the Reliquarian, if you've read some of the other blogs I've spoken of the parallels, and how almost...
Since I was a child I was enamored with antique keys, skeleton keys, old house keys. I've seen projects and thoughts, ideas, and inspirations from childhood weave their way into the reliquarian from so many directions. I believe there are certain interests and predispositions we...
"I can not do this on my own." We write what we know, where we are, and who we are in our lives. I often question why my protagonist is this little girl who spends so much of her time lost and wandering, unsure, but soon...
