#muirenn

[authoralexharvey]

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The Cat

I am a two-time published speculative fiction writer and mountain of incomprehensible goo living in the PNW. When I'm not being paid to talk about your car's extended warranty (sell insurance), I am researching whatever interests me, reading from my arsenal of books, or playing video games. You can reach me by howling into the woods when you're alone at night. Some fun facts about me:

I was nearly devoured by red ants when I was 2

I'm a devout Hellenic Polytheist. You can read more on that at @cosmina-miki

I'm nonbinary (they/them pronouns) and bisexual, and just about every single character I write is queer in some way.

I've been writing since I was six years old. The first thing I ever wrote was World of Warcraft fanfiction of my parents' characters. Yes, really.

I come from a family of gamers. This includes the guy who helped make me, who has credits in GURPS sourcebooks.

I recently quit my four-year job at [insert International Hardware Store Company here] and a bitch has been thriving ever since.

I'm engaged to be married in 13 months. Our wedding is Pokémon Mystery Dungeon-themed.

The day WTTV got published, I got to read it at a local pride festival talent show. Said talent show was run by (and featured a performance from) Eric Millegan, who played Dr. Zack Addy in Bones.

The Comma

I have a lot of projects in a wide variety of genres. The below list is not complete, just the most important works in my collection:

The Temple on Cicaro Hill (#ttoch, #muirenn) - Dark fantasy short story about a living goddexx, Muirenn, who grows up in and eventually escapes from Their cult. Published in Myths, Legends, and Dreams, A Worldsmyths Anthology.

Within These Twisted Vines (#maenads) - Urban fantasy short story about Macy Floros, a Dionysian devotee who will do anything to get Isabella, her missing best friend, back. Published in Darkness and Moonlight, a Worldsmyths Anthology. Also available by itself.

A Sharper, More Lasting Pain (#asmlp) - Sapphic fantasy dark academia novel about a living, corrupting magic system, two lovers at a magical college, and the destruction their college has covered up.

Those Who Emerge from Ashes (#twefa) - Dark fantasy novel about a goddess, a priest in a cult, and a runaway who find their lives deeply entangled with the help of an 800-year old living corpse.

A complete list of my works and where to find them is here

I also have a website

I swear I've done one of these before, but I can't find it and I'm sure it needed updating, anyhow.

[norvitodraws]

Experimenting some, drawing Muirenn.

[syliune]

Muirenn the selkie druid.

[lesyablackbird]

I always hope that doodling little scenes would somehow lead to a fully finished story. A conversation in the kitchen with Brenna, Muirenn, and Emily. Yes, I like uncommon names :) But I need a lot more practice in greyscale.

[magibabble]

1/4!

[authoralexharvey]

The Temple on Cicaro Hill - Excerpt

If you’ve been around for a bit, you might have seen me briefly mention that yes, I am in fact being published, and the anthology I’m part of is coming out this fall! I figured in the spirit of drumming up excitement, I’d post a small excerpt of my entry, The Temple on Cicaro Hill, in which a goddexx slowly realizes the cult built around their existence is absolutely awful and vows to tear it down. 

If you’re interested in pre-ordering the anthology, you can order an ebook, hardback, or paperback version [here]. 

Without further ado, one of my favorite parts of this short:

“What happened?” Muirenn wanted to ask, but no sound emerged. Their heart leapt.

“What happened?” Still no words. If they pushed, a faint grunt rumbled in their throat, but doing so felt like they’d swallowed live coals.

Muirenn kicked their blankets from them and jumped to their feet. At once, they leaned against the bed for support. The room spun out of control. Their blood roared in their ears. 

“What happened?” Air whistled between their teeth. Their temples throbbed as they tried to recall the night before, or any semblance of reasoning. What had they done to cause this? 

They dashed past the elder and into the hall. Other members of the Líadan watched them through half-opened eyes.

That was different. Every elder they saw looked them in the eye. Were they no longer afraid of them?

Their feet slapped against the marble. They raced for the beach with one goal in mind. 

The ocean was as calm as ever. No, Muirenn realized as they slowed to a stop. It’s the calmest it’s ever been. Too calm. The tides lapped against the shore with an uncanny gentleness. Bits of sand crunched between their toes. Trembling, they reached an arm out, willing the ocean to heed them.

The next instant, they were on all fours, head clutched in their hands. Their temples throbbed like they’d been skewered. Tears rolled down their cheeks, a mix of frustration and anguish.

The sun was over the horizon by the time they had recovered. The tide was higher now, almost to their ankles. The sensation made their stomach turn. With a grunt, they wiped their tears away and pointed for the ocean again. Pain lanced through them in an instant. Hands of ice kept their brain in a vice-grip.

What have they done to me?

[syliune]

Thunder (and lightning) I haven't drawn Muirenn in forever and all she gets is a loose sketch lol

[syliune]

I waffled on posting this sketch for a few days due to some stuff that needs fixing, of which I am too lazy to fix.  But why not!