Category Archives: writing
Passage to Queen Mesentia – chapter excerpt – Ben’s Story
The memories of what had happened in the park faded a little more with each passing minute. Now that they sat in a normal setting—no darkness, no guns being pointed at them, and their lives no longer in danger—thinking Ben an actual vampire seemed absurd. Wade had no doubt that Ben believed it; he had …
The Supernatural Fairy Tale Writing Challenge
One of the search terms used to find this site is fairy tale story ideas. I’ve been using fairy tales as inspiration for many years. I like using the formula: fairy tale + paranormal element = supernatural fairy tale. Sometimes I even give myself an extra challenge to help inspire me; a certain genre, a …
How to Defeat Writer’s Block with Lies and Deceit
There is no secret as to how you finish a novel, you just steadily work on it: page by page, chapter by chapter, day by day. I write 4-5 days a week. And I pretty much follow the same ritual. I write in the mornings when it’s quiet. I drink 1-2 cups of very strong …
Free Supernatural Romantic Comedy
Hi Friends, I wanted to let you know that Jaclyn’s Ghost eBook will be free Dec 23-25. Merry Christmas! Ghosts, Mystery, and Fashion. Jaclyn’s Ghost by Dorlana Vann Supernatural Mystery, Romantic Comedy Amazon U.S. (Kindle) Amazon.co.uk (Kindle) Amazon.de (Kindle) You can check out reviews on GoodReads Can this diva solve her own murder, or will she …
Sonnet to Old Man Winter
My inspiration for this poem was the Russian fairy tale Morozko (Old Man Winter). This was my first and only attempt at a Sonnet. (June 2007) Sonnet to Old Man Winter by Dorlana Vann You’re a vision in white; lightly sun-kissed. Your touch can be soft and your rhythm slow. You take my breath away …
Fairy Tale Inspired Short Story
If it Weren’t for Bad Luck A Rumpelstiltskin Inspired Short Story by Dorlana Vann from “Supernatural Fairy Tales” short story Collection I walked through the front door a little after midnight. Jana sat on the couch in the darkness covered by the quilt from our bed, the images from the television flickered on her solemn …



