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S.N.Arly writes adult and young adult fantasy, science fiction, and dark fiction from her basement in St. Paul, MN. Her short stories have appeared in Fearsmag.com, the single-issue World Fantasy Con chapbook Do Virgins Taste Better?, the anthology; Wolfsongs, and multiple issues of Tales of the Unanticipated(ToTU). Her short story collections Magic, Mischief & Mayhem and Practice to Believe are available through Lulu, Amazon, and Barnes and Noble. Her novels have appeared on her printer, her desk, and occasionally her floor. She is a member of the writers group Guts and Rocks. Her writing strength is character. Her weakness has historically been plot, though this has gotten loads better with lots of practice. Humor has been a tough nut for her to crack, but she's made progress on that front in the past year. At conventions she likes to talk about young adult fiction, writing combat, weapons, and writing craft. She is currently focusing on novels, the occasional short story her brain foists upon her, and speed writing challenges.
Published May 22, 2019 · 632 words (3 minutes) · 22 views
Follow a runaway shape-shifter’s quest for a safe home and a teen witch’s search for a familiar. This is the first chapter of a new novella.
Published May 8, 2019 · 1,479 words (6 minutes) · 1 like · 37 views
For several years one of my jobs involved helping new doctors complete death certificates. I also typed and submitted them for doctors who’d been doing this a while. This story came from some of the conversations we had.
Published Apr 25, 2019 · 7,603 words (28 minutes) · 1 like · 37 views
The sky folk live in grand tree houses in the great forest. Even as young children, they can understand the winds and soar into the sky with no need for wings. Thirteen-year-old Shya isn't like her brothers and sisters, and the tribe treats her as an invalid, a child cursed with a weak third spirit. A visit from a traveling band of fire folk brings the promise of change and hope.
Published Apr 13, 2019 · 2,692 words (10 minutes) · 1 like · 41 views
Inspired by an infestation of mice in my house and a PETA raid on a University of Minnesota Alzheimer’s research lab in April 1999. I’m Pushkin, keeper of the chronicles. I will teach you young ones just as I remind the older ones. It’s my responsibility to keep the records accurate, untainted by fear, unclear memory, or nostalgia. I recount the saga as it was taught to me, and add to it in my turn.
Published Feb 6, 2019 · 2,659 words (10 minutes) · 113 views
In the shadows of Schwartzwald, the Black Forest, lived a powerful king known as Erlkönig, King of Alder. He stood over seven feet in height and was easily as majestic as any tree in his domain. His robe was the blue-gray color of mist. On his head he wore a crown of leaves, of a kind never found on any tree, perpetually held in the bright tints of autumn.