Works in progress…
So much to do... Book four is well on it's way. Peaceful Guardian Anton has his hands full with his fiery spiritmate, Danika and I am loving it. The Rise of the Stria is in the hands of a new publishing house, Fiery Seas. Soon, the romantic sci-fi trilogy will be gracing bookshelves, digital as well as brick and mortar. [...]
Warm thoughts on a cool winter day
In the spirit of giving, here is a taste from my new series, The Rise of the Stria, and the first book, To Discover a Divine, set to hit the shelves in March 2017. Come and join the Chandar Stria as they battle against the villainous Rimmarian Thrall in the far off Seventh Quadrant. Happy Holidays and happy reading!!! Evainne Wagner [...]
Thanksgiving memories
On a cold November day, on the other side of the country, fifty-three years ago, a beautiful woman in a white dress pledged her forever love to a handsome man in a neat suit. Together, they journeyed through good times, hard times, and brought two kids, a boy and a girl, into this world of love and laughter. They held [...]
Beware the things that go bump in the night…
Halloween night routine. Sit down at computer. Hear the telltale shriek of trick-or-treaters as they pass through the maze. Stand up. Hand out candy. Smile and make polite conversation with the parents. Complement the kids of cute or unique costumes. Sit back down and set the laptop desk back into place. Rather. Rinse. Repeat. From sundown until the last brave [...]
Virtual FantasyCon Blog Hop Hunt
Hi, I’m Tessa McFionn author of the Guardian series and I’m your host for this stop in the Hunt. If you would like to find out more about the Hunt, please click here - http://vfcscavengerhunt.weebly.com/ Somewhere on this page is a hidden number. Collect all the numbers from all the authors’ posts, and then add them up. Once you’ve [...]
Writing through the blank spaces
Autumn has officially reared its head, sending summer running for the hills. Time for warm sweaters, hot drinks, and nights curled up by a roaring fire, spinning yarns worthy of goose bumps and endless retellings. Then why am I staring at an empty white screen? Ideas dance just outside the ring of glowing warmth, casting only shadows that flicker and [...]