2025-10-06
This trip to Halifax was a reminder of why. As I traced Kieran’s arrival and Narah’s uphill climb along Barrington Street, past that 1700s church, I watched the sun catch the edge of a headstone—exactly as it does in the book. The walk that follows Dagen and Narah’s conversation. It’s all there: the shale slipping underfoot, broken railway ties jutting from a ditch, the cacophony of gulls and crows fighting over scraps.
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2025-10-01
This trip to Halifax was a reminder of why. As I traced Kieran’s arrival and Narah’s uphill climb along Barrington Street, past that 1700s church, I watched the sun catch the edge of a headstone—exactly as it does in the book. The walk that follows Dagen and Narah’s conversation. It’s all there: the shale slipping underfoot, broken railway ties jutting from a ditch, the cacophony of gulls and crows fighting over scraps.
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2025-09-09
Today I won’t be attempting any Legolas-esque leaps or arrow-shooting acrobatics... ever. Instead, we focused on breaking down realistic extraction scenarios and training needs, including the challenge of loading Enbarr onto barges, because waterways are major highways in my world.
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2025-08-19
I dusted off my riding boots and helmet, dug out my gloves, and stepped into the stables. Today, with my neighbor Anna, we had a purpose: to immerse myself in the equestrian world, refine details about the enbarr (horses with exoskeletons in my story), and prove—or disprove—whether my leighis (LEE-ish, battle medics) could realistically perform horse-assisted warrior extractions.
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