Author K.C. Lannon's blog

I’m a Christian indie author who blogs about my writing projects and aesthetics I like. What you'll see here: nature, art, Gothic stuff, writing, and animals.

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My Writing

Hi! I decided to be fancy and have a pinned post of my work. My name is K.C. Lannon, and I write magical books with a Gothic touch inspired by my love of classic Victorian literature and the faery novels I read growing up. I incorporate themes of redemption, grace, hope, and sacrifice into my work. 

I co-author the Winter’s Blight series with author @mcaquila. It’s a young adult fantasy series set in a future post-nuclear-bombed England, where faeries and humans are at war. It’s a coming-of-age story that follows 17-year-old Deirdre, a changeling with unstable magic, and human half-Romani brothers Iain and James Callaghan as they try to warn the Summer Court of a deadly attack their father, General Alan Callaghan, is leading.

Book 1: The Changeling’s Fortune, free to read online. 

Book 2: The Renegade Son 

Book 3: The Waking Magic 

Book 4: The Shattered Mirror

Book 5: The Thrall’s Gambit 

Book 6: The Stolen Vow 

Book 7: The Queen’s Winter

Prequel Book 1: Beasts of London. Follow one of the Winter’s Fae Blight series antagonists, the charming and enigmatic Cecil Morris (AKA the Master and the Cait Sidhe), set in Victorian London.

Tempest Cursed: A Wuthering Heights Retelling

[audliminal]

Having short hair really is just

I get up. I walk into the bathroom. I glance in the mirror. My hair is posed in a brand new, never-before-seen array that defies the laws of physics.

[katastronoot]

A pet commission I completed a little while ago! They wanted her to be amongst fairies because she is very fairy like and whimsical herself. ✨

[baltharino]

Howl's Moving Castle (2004)

[maureen2musings]

Early morning visitors

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[theroyalgardens]

[donnainnominata]

Some more pages from my book of pressed flowers

[currentlycryingaboutlancelot]

one of the things that makes crime and punishment so fascinating is that it’s about such a horrible thing and what comes after it but also there is just so much love all the time. raskolnikov is going out of his mind after committing murder but can’t stop thinking about how his sister is going to marry someone she doesn’t respect so their family can stay afloat financially. dunya is trying to take care of her horribly anxious mother and support her family through a humiliating marriage but she still finds time to make sure rodya is okay because something is wrong and she knows it. she knows him. pulcheria is so worried and over the top and she’s annoying her kids and she knows it but she gets everything organized so she can go see her son who she hoped could go be someone in petersburg and he isn’t and she doesn’t care about that anymore. she just wants to see him and hold him and tell him she loves him. razumikhin doesn’t really know what’s going on with his weird avoidant friend and maybe he doesn’t know how to heat up the soup he’s bringing to him but he is by raskolnikov’s side at every second and will make sure his family is ok in petersburg when rodya can’t. a thousand horrible things have happened to sonya and all she has ever known is people who will take advantage of her but she just keeps pouring out love

[fire-plug]

How insulting

[koenji]

Adonis Blue (Lysandra bellargus) butterflies basking in the sun.

[stuckinapril]

“you should be at the club” Brother I should literally be sent to the seaside for my health

[svndvn]

Obsessed by the Ursula Leguin's Earthsea saga at the moment.... Ged and his boat have been on my mind ⋆｡ﾟ🌊｡

a few months passed inbetween these two illustrations and I can see my painting style has evolved a bit like it's sharper I feel Idk ?

[delladilly-deactivated20161011]

do you ever see someone in some quiet intimate moment and suddenly love them so desperately you feel like you’re dying

#like when they pass a mirror and make a face and mess with their hair a little #or when you hear someone singing in their car with the windows rolled up as they drive past you #i don’t know how to express this i just. people are people and it makes me so sad and filled up sometimes

[mrrrl]

I love seeing grown humans setting about little creative tasks out of boredom and then looking quietly pleased with themselves, like maybe a middle-aged woman on her train home from work manages to make a tower out of empty coffee creamers and gazes at it proudly for a few seconds.

I love seeing other people make the overblown OOPS I FORGOT SOMETHING performance for no-one that most of us do when we have to turn around in the middle of the pavement.

I love seeing stony-faced people in queues unable to contain a smile when a baby looking over its mother’s shoulder in front of them locks eyes and does that astonished stare.

[brittascribbles]

- when someone is standing in line and they don’t quite dance to the music playing, but you can SEE their head bop and them mouthing the words

- when someone thinks no one’s paying attention and they sing-talk themselves thru a task

- when they laugh or try to hide a laugh when looking at their phone

[elodieunderglass]

- when someone does the thing where they enter another space (such as a supermarket aisle) striding with total purpose, then suddenly forget what they’re doing/looking for, and stop there looking blank for a millisecond while they reboot. 

- when people are looking for scissors, in their home or in a store, and they make the scissors gesture with their non-dominant hand as an aid to remind them what they’re doing.

- when automatic social interactions glitch, like when you tell a waiter that you hope he enjoys his food too, or tell the stranger on the phone that you love them. 

- the hand gesture people make when they’re thinking at their computer, not typing, and their elbow rests on the table, and they feel the edge of their fingernail with their thumb. This is such a lovely little gesture and to my knowledge I have never seen it in fiction. You’d think it would come up all the time in fic.

- when you’re sharing an experience with a complete stranger (like watching a seagull throw up in public, or waiting for a late train) and you make eye contact, and some comment to each other, and then you guys are, like, ALLIES now. Like you would willingly ride to war to save them. You can’t make eye contact again, but you are very aware of them. 

- just evidence of other people’s rich, baffling and complex inner lives.

[shimyereh]

Some of O. D. Korovin’s illustrations to Eugene Onegin (1989).

(This is the same Korovin who did another, very different series of Onegin illustrations in 1949.)

[juliansummerhayes]

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. -- John Keats, Endymion

[simena]

Anastasia Yarygina

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Bluebell Woodland, Surrey, England By Warren Photography