Jessica Schaub

• Dec-2017
• 

Julius looked over to the wall of bookshelves. Some holding scrolls of maps, books of war strategies, others the myths and legends. But those held only words, re-telling what people remembered, probably fabricated to draw out the tension and lengt...

• Jun-2017
• 

Victoria could read the smells on the breeze like a book. She heard the vibrations in the ground speak to her like voices. Air surrounded her always, whispering smells, tastes, and warnings. Air was friendly, sometimes pushy; it could strip the land ...

• Jun-2017
• 

Victoria could read the smells on the breeze like a book. She heard the vibrations in the ground speak to her like voices. Air surrounded her always, whispering smells, tastes, and warnings. Air was friendly, sometimes pushy; it could strip the land ...

• Oct-2016
• 

What would you do?I'm Jefferson Stanhope and I'm short. Like, really short. As in bring-a-step-stool-to-drink-from-the-water-fountain short. It's not genetic or anything. My parents are tall and my older brother and sister are tall. But not me. I thi...

• Dec-2014
• 

Picking up right where Gateways, Book I of The Elemental Chronicles left off, Victoria's wish to go home is interrupted. The dreamwalker proves to be a powerful tool, but Victoria doesn't know how to control it, and wakes up in different terraces sur...

• Apr-2013
• 

Jack Elliott has Alzheimer's. To preserve his mind, he has written his life's story: the lessons, the gains and the losses he has lived through, in hopes that as his granddaughter, Alison, comes of age, she will not make the same mistakes he did. For...

• Jan-2012
• 

One cruel night, Victoria’s mother painted a final gateway, a painting that leads to other realities. For years the painting hung unobtrusively on the wall, until Victoria falls into it. Slipping right past the oil, through the canvas and into the ...