Coming soon · Book One of the Veridien series

Veridien: The Keepers

An epic fantasy — fantasy on the surface, grief's truths underneath

A village that forgot. A river that remembers.

And a force beneath the mountain

that has waited generations

for the children who can finally set things right.

Veridien: The Keepers is an epic fantasy

of twin moons, seven crystal wards,

and young people each carrying

something too heavy to carry alone.

This is a world Dinky built to survive

a year she wasn't sure she'd survive.

It's about what we bury rather than explain,

and what it costs us to remember.

Coming soon · Book One of the Still Here series

Still Here: The Gray Grief

Finding your way through the fog between Before and After

Grief doesn't end when the funeral does.

It settles into the gray — the long, foggy in-between

no one prepares you for,

the space between the life you had Before

and the one you're somehow supposed to live After.

Still Here is Dinky's unflinching,

deeply human companion for that season:

part memoir, part practical guide,

with quick-start tools for the days

when even reading feels impossible.

It never rushes you or tells you you're grieving wrong.

It simply walks beside you —

proof that you can be shattered and still here.

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Includes a foreword by Michael E. Conner, LCSW.

FOR: Living, Losing and Seeing Again

Forty-seven poems for everything we sought for, and lost,

and never stopped loving

Grief doesn't announce itself. It waits in the ordinary.

It's the kitchen at the wrong hour. The flower that came back when it wasn't supposed to. The ornament you can't hang and can't put away.

Nobody warns you that the smallest things carry the most weight —

or that you'll keep looking for the person in every room you walk into.

FOR is Dinky's collection of forty-seven poems — to celebrate Lilly's 47th Heavenly Birthday. This book was written in the quiet places where loss actually lives. There are no names here and no dates.

That's on purpose.

These poems came out of one life and were left open for yours.

Every poem circles the same question, the one that shows up at 3 a.m. and won't leave: what was it all for?

The poems don't answer it. They keep it company.

All we sought for. All we lost. All that was never not for.

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Published by MyTalkingEye Press.

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