Sophichkin’s Lighthouse

There once was a little girl.  Her name was Sophichkin. Sophichkin woke up one morning and thought it would be a fantastic day to take a long walk with her daddy.  They loved to meander together talking about this and that and that and this and playing silly games with …

Sophichkin Translates

There once was a little girl.  Her name was Sophichkin. One sunny morning she went for a walk downtown with her daddy.  There were people of all sorts walking to and fro, here and there.  Sophichkin liked walking in the sun with her daddy, and especially enjoyed looking at all …

Sophichkin is Listening

There once was a little girl.  Her name was Sophichkin. One morning as she woke, Sophichkin’s daddy called from downstairs. “Sophichkin, wake up!  It’s time to get ready for school!” Sophichkin did not hear her daddy calling.  She was still quite busy being sleepy and arriving at morning time in …

Choo Choo!

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted an update, so what better time than a month late on a rainy, lazy Saturday afternoon?

I’ve been working to line up illustrators for all of the stories.  Milana Samarskaya, a wonderful artist from Taganrog, Russia, is just finishing up the pretty pictures for A Day for Meeting Mermaids. We’re now discussing which story to tackle next.  You can read more about Milana here.  She’s been wonderful to work with, and her dreamy, colorful style has been pitch perfect so far.

I’m in the process of ball rolling with two more fantastic artists and couldn’t be more excited to work with them both!  I don’t want to jinx anything just yet, so mums the word until we get a little further along…but I’m super duper mega stoked about it.  Their styles are wildly different, and should bring something unique to this little universe we’re creating.

You may have noticed (who am I kidding, no one is reading this) that I’ve changed the generalized, ambiguous main character in most of the stories to a little girl named Sophichkin.  I’ll be giving them all the same treatment as time permits, and using that as a chance to give another editorial pass to each story.  For those in the know, Sophickin is a nod to my own little girl, and she’s pleased to be the heroine in all of these stories.  That world weary, jaded and pragmatic part of me that pays mortgages and electricity bills also recognized this as a chance to produce them all as a series in the hopes of moving more product.  Try it, you’ll like it.  First one’s free, kid.

The Winding Path Publications route proved to bear no fruit, but I’m still very excited about Kindle and ePublishing as well as some print-on-demand avenues.  J.J. Fast Publishing continues to be a great resource to flatten my rather extreme learning curve.

So what’s next?  Well, hopefully I get off my bum and pound out the 15 or so stories languishing in the “Ideas” folder of my Scrivener project.  The messages and plots are all ready.  I just need to put my fingers on the keyboard and give them all proper births.

After that, who knows?  I’d like to tackle something a little meatier and have a few ill formed concepts bouncing around inside my skull, but nothing concrete as yet.  I’ll be sure to keep all zero of you that are reading these posts up to the month as to what’s happening.  Until then, keep it simple, be honest and always bargain in good faith with destiny…


Sophichkin Stretches

There once was a little girl.  Her name was Sophichkin. One day, after climbing trees with her friends, Sophichkin noticed that her shoulders were rather sore. “This will not do,” she thought to herself. Sophichkin decided that the best thing for sore shoulders was to stretch them.  To be sure, …

Sophichkin’s Teacup

There once was a little girl.  Her name was Sophichkin. One sunny summer day, she decided to go the beach with her daddy.  It was a perfect day for beaching and Sophichkin imagined all the fun they would have together. They brushed their teeth and hair, put on clothes and …

Sophichkin Reads the Signs

There once was a little girl.  Her name was Sophichkin. Sophichkin woke up one morning and saw that the sky was blue and the sun was shining.  She realized that it was Sunday and decided to take a walk since these were all good reasons for walking. Sophichkin climbed out …

Sophichkin, There are No Bad Words

There once was a little girl.  Her name was Sophichkin. One day, Sophichkin went to the Farmer’s Fair with her daddy.  The sun was shining and there were lots of very interesting things to see and do.  They were very excited to enjoy the day’s adventures together! Sophichkin and her …

Grand Opening

This site is intended to be, at least initially, a workspace of sorts for my writings, and a way to share them with a select group of friends and family.  Please don’t share the username and password I gave you!  Most, if not all, of the stories posted here will be works in progress.  In other words, still under construction, in need of polish, clunky, poorly worded and just plain not done.  Chances are, the older the post, the more pretty and shiny it’ll be.  The newer the posts will definitely need some TLC (or to be thrown in the trash heap).

That said, I welcome and desire your feedback on any and all of the works here!  If I’ve invited you to read these, it’s because I value your opinion and trust you enough to be honest.  How and if you leave feedback is entirely up to you!  Use the comment fields, send me an email, call me on the phone, hit me up in chat.  Makes no difference to me.  I also reserve the right to ignore your opinions and secretly resent you for the rest of your life.

In the meanwhile, happy reading!