A Fae A Day
What Is a Spriggan?
As I read through my research books, I came across a very interesting creature. This creature is known as the spriggan—pronounced sprid-jan. A spriggan is a type of Fae that is often confused with a giant. It is extremely small in size. It’s able to inflate itself, change shape, and
Leprechauns – The Truth Regarding These Tricky Beings
Leprechauns have captured our imagination for centuries. We see them in books, movies, and on the side of cereal cartons. If you walk around asking people, “What is a leprechaun?” I think you’d find it hard to find someone without an opinion. “Then Mother Church came along and turned us
A Fae A Day Blog and Podcast Series – Coming Soon!
Welcome to A Fae A Day Podcast. Status: The first blog about leprechauns is posted. The podcast is in the works. My name is Willow Shire. I create action-packed urban fantasy stories about fae creatures. Creatures of magic and myth. You might know them by their more common name–faeries. In
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Recent Articles
I’m Back!
It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything to these blogs—for good reason. My goal in the spring was to finish Revenge of the Brownie and Experiences with Extraterrestrials, Sasquatch, Interdimensionals and Others. Those books took up most of my time in April. Read more on the Intuitive Blog »
Vengeance of the HOA – The Llama #1
Vengeance of the HOA spawned from a combination of Twitter threads, cult rulings, and Solar Opposites. This is the first installment. If you like it, share it on Twitter and tag me so I know to continue the story. 🙂 Filled with llamas, ninjutsu, waffles, goblins, punch, and pie, it
Tharmit the Marmot
Tharmit the marmot beared no resemblance to a marmot. The stocky dwarf walked into the gas station, shoving a frail human to the side. His bulky armor clanged through the aisle. Passing an end cap full of chips, the battle-axe hanging at his side caught the edges, tearing the bags
The Trash Collector
Kevin jumped into the air, swinging his leg in a perfect roundhouse kick. He boxed an invisible, imaginary specter, a memory of his friends standing in front of him. As he calmed himself with a slow breathing exercise, he turned to the darkened room with a light hanging from a