Broadwell, MS Nikki

Wolfmoon has been percolating since I was a young girl wandering the dappled light of the hardwood forests of East Virginia. The Blue Ridge Mountains, always in the distance, bear an uncanny resemblance to the mountains I describe in the 'Otherworld'. One place I frequented often, nicknamed Devil's Glen, shelves of stone jut out next to a winding creek bed. Moss and lichen cover the granite boulders and the trees growing there are gnarled and misshapen due to the rock formations. These images have remained in my imagination and color my writing. The hardwood forests of my childhood have been r...