Author: K.C. Hill

Here’s Samuel Holt, a character who may not survive the final edit of my story.

I’m a strong believer in recycling. Even if Sam doesn’t make it into this story, I’ll likely use him for a different one.

I love words and often wonder about etymology. (I know it’s from mugshot – I’m playing with the words.)

This has nothing to do with anything at all, except for that. I love words.

Plus, it’s now September.

I got to experience a rare thing, and with it an even rarer sense of peace.

Used a chemo rehab technique to help me sort through the noise in my head and get a handle on what I want my mystery writing to achieve.

Feeling really good about this.

My niece. Quickie sketch from a photograph I just love.

Always makes me smile. Reminds me of sweet times, maybe 16 years ago.

I’ve always admired “simple” ink drawings. Nothing simple about it, really. Not yet.

I’m practicing.

Turtle symbology seems important to me this year. I keep stumbling across ideologies, fables and religious stories about turtles.

Today, I drew one.

Sort of just revealed himself to me, a friendly fantasy face.