Category: Short Stories

Through the Sunshine

We are so pleased to present the ten amazing authors whose stories are going to be in Through the Sunshine. This week and next we are going to be posting spotlights to introduce them to you.

There are some great stories going into this amazing anthology. We are looking forward to a June Release date. Stay tuned here for more information about this anthology.

3

Deadline is near

So we extended the deadline! And it was for good… As we have received some more amazing stories since the extension. We really want you to answer the call for submissions! Remember the story requirements are 3500-5000 wc and a light or good fae subject. To enter send it as a doc format to faecorpspublishing@gmail.com with the subject of Through the Sunshine.

We will be helping the authors in the anthology by editing the stories, so if it is a first draft it is still acceptable. We look forward to what you are sending us!

0

Deadline extended

Well… We have been requested by many people to extend the deadline for Through the Sunshine. Deadline was yesterday midnight. However in the spirit of love and light, Cyn and I have decided to extend the deadline to midnight on valentine’s day.

Remember we are looking for stories 3500-5500 wc with a theme of light/good fae. Email your submission in doc format to faecorpspublishing@gmail.com with through the sunshine as the subject. First draft is accepted.

2

Indie Wednesday!

Sorry for missing Teaser Tuesday yesterday… With the deadline for Through the Sunshine drawing closer… We are extra busy… Have you submitted your story about light fae to be considered for the anthology? January 31 is the deadline!

Let us see your work! Link to something that you have done recently, art or word. This post will be shared on all platforms, so comment on any or all as you feel comfortable.

Or not feeling like sharing? Boost another indie!

1

Author Spotlight : Cynthia Pilcher

Cynthia Pilcher grew up all over the Eastern and Midwestern parts of the US due to her father being in the US Navy. She loved English and History all through school, sang in the choir, and wrote short stories. She gave up writing when she joined the Navy, got married & divorced, had two kids, and met the love of her life in February of 2000. That year, thanks to the prodding of friends and her new husband, she started writing again. She is considered a multi-genre
writer. She is also a lover of books, steampunk, and is a gamer girl. She and her bestie are Fae Corps Publishing. She just released a novel, A Royal’s Undoing, in 2019.

1

Podcast Delights

So one of our authors has a new podcast! As the Lady Belladona Love, her podcast has her reading stories and such. She is reading Mermaid Pearls from our very own Under the Mists.

She has done 3 episodes of it so far.

Go show her some love! ❤️

1

Call for submissions!

We are in process of processing the poetry that came in. In the discussion of layout, it was decided that we would look for a couple of short faery stories and some art to decorate the pages of the anthology.

So we are opening up a call for art and short stories. We are setting a deadline for the 15th of October. We will be getting back to the people who submitted poetry this week.

This call rules :

  • The submissions must be non erotica. We have decided this anthology as being family friendly.
  • Art submissions must be sent in jpg or png format in email to faecorpspublish@gmail.com
  • Story is not to exceed 5000 words. It is to be sent in doc format to the above address.
  • Both story and art should have a faery or fantasy theme.
  • Though it likely should go without saying, but the work must be yours and capable of publication. If you do not have the publication rights it is not something that we can take. We are not worried about where you have or have not published it before as long as you retain publication rights.
  • We will be willing to take last minute poetry submissions, however the ones recieved before the deadline take priority. Any poems recieved up until the end of this call will be used as we feel that it is useful.
  • We are at this time not able to pay contributors but we are also not charging fees.
7

Anthologies Calling

We are looking for two different types of writing.

For the Anthology of Through the Sunshine :

  • A story of between 3500-5500 words pertaining to light fae.
  • Send in Doc format to faecorpspublishing@gmail.com with the topic of Through the Sunshine.
  • Deadline is January 30, 2020

For the poetry volume of Faery Footprints :

  • Up to five poems, max of 100 lines each
  • Send in Doc format to faecorpspublishing@gmail.com with the topic of Faery Footprints.
  • Deadline is September 30, 2019

Each of the authors in Through the Sunshine will receive a share in the profits from the book.

Each of the poets in the Faery Footprints collection will receive either a pdf or paperback edition of the book as payment. Only the best 100 poems will be chosen for this collection. The others will be considered for posting on the blog.

We have other anthologies planned… So if you cannot get to these two, keep your eyes here for future calls.

In the meantime, keep creating and we will see you again soon.

2

Teaser Time

With today being Wednesday and so many doing Wordless Wednesday posts… We decided to let the teasers speak for the anthology.If you have not pre-ordered your digital copy, there is still time.

1

Winter Whimsy by Serena Mossgraves

Ever wonder where snowflakes come from? The faeries have a history for all of the first events, even the first snowflake. History has a mischevious little frost faery making much of what is now winter standard.

She was created from the ice that ran down the mountainside. No other was like her, as winter was quite the desolate time. Dreary cold and ice had everyone else just hiding inside. She was named Snow after the mountain ice she came from. Oh the mountain snow was beautiful, just didn’t have the individuality we know today. The faery was gorgeous, tiny with skin like porcelin, eyes of the clearest blue. She was stunning to behold.
Snow was unlike any of her kind who had been made before. Most frost faerys were cold in nature, purposeful and driven to do what frost does…Snow was not. She was whimsical, and enjoyed fun things. She was creative, with a mischevious streak. This led her to get in a lot of trouble with the other fae.
Snow would lay traps, build statues from ice, and generally do things to have fun. Nothing harmful, just all in fun. She found the snow too hard to use in her jokes, so she looked for a way to soften it. She wanted to throw it at people, in balls to see the look on their faces. At first she tried to heat it, hoping it would soften. To her dismay, the ice melted, creating a slush that only got in the way. She decided that the heat was not what she needed, but was not sure what she did need.
Next, in her search, Snow thought perhaps a hammer! Let us shatter the ice to make it softer! The snow shattered, but it was sharper and made it more difficult to use for her pranks. She didn’t want to hurt anyone after all. She needed to find a way to soften it so she could throw it easily. She searched feverishly for a way to work out this problem.
Snow tried using magic, and found that the snow went white, and opaque. Though she found it to be more lovely, it was still too hard. She tried to use an axe, to find it did the same as a hammer. Frustrated, Snow sought out the wise owl of the forest for advice. She wanted to see if he could solve the dilemma that she faced. She was determined that she must find a way to soften the snow. She felt desperation, and it confused her. Faeries were rarely desperate. Nature kept faeries doing what they were born to do. Snow was an aberration. She was a frost faerie with a warm personality and a Whimsical sense of humor.
Not that being an aberration was really bad. It meant that she was unique, and special. Though each faerie was unique, so many were so similar that being this different was enough to create a feeling in her of being alone. The trip to the great owl was a scary one. Snow was small, and everything around the forest was so overpoweringly big. His home was in the great oak in the center of the forest, where even the sun had trouble being seen.
All of the faeries knew that the old owl was great and wise. He was ancient like the trees he lived in. His feathers were all gray with the years he had lived. Faeries lived short little lives, so many did not understand age, nor the wisdom that went with. Snow understood that the owl knew things she could not. He would, she hoped, be able to tell her how to make the snow soft. She wanted to throw it. She thought it might be fun to play in.
Snow felt like the faeries were too serious. None of the other frost faeries seemed to want to play. She felt like she could bring joy by teaching them how to play. For such a young faery Snow had a definite ideals about what was good and bad in the world around her. She saw it as a reason to be silly.
The owl was walking onto the outside branch of his home as Snow flew up. He ruffled his feathers as he settled onto the branch. Seeing the excitement in the young faery, he knew his hunt for the night would be postponed for a while. “Who are you? And why are you here?” He hooted at her.
Snow did an overbalanced curtsy that nearly had her falling from the tree. After she caught herself and got situated on the branch, she answered the severe old owl. “I seek your wisdom, Old master owl. I am the frost faery named Snow. I want to use the snow for fun and for play. I have tried to soften it in multiple ways. Heat only made a slush, which wasn’t fun with which to play. Hammers sharpened it, cutting anything that touches it. All then becoming too uncomfortable with which to play. I tried my magic, without hesitation or delay. It colored white, and appeared quite opaque. Still, too hard with which to form and play. Please, master owl, what advice have you?”
The Owl studiously fixed the young faery with a glare. Watching as she squirmed he answered with a knowledgeable air. “Your magic you tried, on the outside it’s true. Try it again on the inside won’t you? Add little holes throughout the solid snow, and then I think you will find it soft enough indeed.” With that statement, he flew off into the night. Quickly Snow found that he was nowhere in sight.
opaque. Still, too hard with which to form and play. Please, master owl, what advice have you?”
The Owl studiously fixed the young faery with a glare. Watching as she squirmed he answered with a knowledgeable air. “Your magic you tried, on the outside it’s true. Try it again on the inside won’t you? Add little holes throughout the solid snow, and then I think you will find it soft enough indeed.” With that statement, he flew off into the night. Quickly Snow found that he was nowhere in sight.
Stunned, she mummered to herself. “Magic the inside, indeed. I should have thought of that all by myself. The old owl’s wisdom that was rumored has been proven true.” With that thought, Snow flew off herself. To the mountain she flew, high into the clouds. She settled herself where the snow she was named for lay about the ground.
Snow cast her magic, to poke little holes. The white ice shattered into flakes of soft and white. Making it perfect to have a snowball fight. She taught the faeries winter play, and is the reason for the snowflakes that we see today.
1

Powered by WordPress.com.

Up ↑