Monday, August 4, 2014

Writing Patreon!

Remember that eBook of Short Stories I rambled on about putting together? I'm still working on it.

I hit some snags along the way. What kind of snags? I got Tennis Elbow from working on comics.

Whoa. Really? That sucks.

It does. Not merely because it means I had to take time off from working on comics as much as I had been, but because comics has been the only way I've been bringing any money in to pay the utility bills.

Whoa. That really sucks.

It does.

You may be wondering what this means for the writing blog which has stagnated here. Well. I have still been writing. I even have a whole rough draft of a novel down, thanks to my Tennis Elbow. I wrote a lot of it with my left hand while I was trying to refrain from going insane from not being able to work on comics.

Here's where you can help and how you can read more of my short stories. I've started a Patreon for them:
All The Best Mistakes Short Stories Patreon

You can donate a little each month, as low as $1, to read the short stories I've been writing that I haven't been posting! If the project raises a lot I'll begin releasing portions of that Novel (which is some 245pgs long) for you to read!

Thank you for reading this and I hope you will thin of supporting my project!

Friday, April 4, 2014

Sharkpony and the Glitter Riders Comic

Some of you may know that my main 'gig' is as a Freelance Comic Artist. Writing is something I'm working to pursue more but comics and comics accessories pay the bills.

They're also one reason I haven't been updating this with enough short stories beyond my wanting to save some for the eventual ebook!

I wanted to announce that Sharkpony and the Glitter Riders, a comic I wrote, drew, and self published (with the help of awesome people who donated on IndieGoGo! Love you guys!) is now available for purchase on my online store:

If you like weird fun parody comics full of ravenous Sharkponies and Burly men who've been transformed into Magical Girls please check it out! Money from it goes to support my terrible habit of continuing to live.

By the way the story I mentioned in the last update has passed the 90 page mark and is on it's way to being a full Novella.

I still hope to dig some time out from under my fingernails and get some more flash-fiction shorts posted on here this summer!

Thank you for reading!
- Sarah "Neila" Elkins

Monday, March 24, 2014

When short stories get away

Hey everyone!

No short story this week. Why? Well, something happened with the little short I started writing a couple weeks ago's not so short anymore.

I've got 1 short (that is still short!) I'm hoping to sell (fingers crossed! CROSS ALL YOUR FINGERS NOW) and started another 'short' for 'fun.'

Then the weirdest thing happened. The plot in my head, which was relatively well formed when I began writing the story, kept going. It's exciting and fun! The story is a great bit bigger than I thought it would be initially and continues to chug along. The characters are nearing the final conflict and resolution in the current draft and I'm excited for them (I hope they live!) and excited for the prospects of what this may mean. I may be able to write things longer than shorts.

One of my big snags is finding feedback. It's been tricky to get people's thoughts on my short stories, friends are often busy and I feel bad about bothering them to read my stuff. Family is just...ill equipped to offer constructive criticism. The blog here, while it shows me some people are reading my works, has proven poor in the feedback department. It's hard to progress in a vacuum (we're not talking science here, this is metaphorical). So as I write this much much longer story I may tempt the idea of previewing part of it here on the blog if I finish it and if I chose to do something with it beyond letting it fart around on my computer's hard drive.

It's exciting to write like this and it makes me glad friends helped nudge me back to writing in the first place. Through writing we can bring new characters and worlds to life, travel to distant lands, and do amazing things. It is awesome! :D


Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Audio Blog

Hey guys! My hope is to have an audio version of one or more of my short stories from here as well as begin posting new short stories I've been writing over the winter soon!

If you've got a Deviantart Account and want to vote on which story gets adapted into an Audio version first feel free to go here: and vote!

If you don't have a DA page, feel free to voice your vote in the comments on here!

You're current choices are:

All the Best Mistakes
Nella Breg Olm (Aka Halloween)
Department of Malevolent Magic Prevention

I've been madly at work on comics as well as writing shorts to pitch to publishers. Let's hope for some good news on that end soon. :D And by that I mean things look positive! :D Hooray!

All audio stuff will be recorded by myself, likely reading and doing voices.

Let me know what you think!
-Sarah "Neila" Elkins

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

The Dreaded Hiatus

This time of year is one of the busiest and most stressful. I've come to realize I need to take some time to scale back, even if it's just temporarily, to focus on work and family.

It kills me to put the blog on hold, but it is something I feel I must do until I can get a handle on things.

Friends tell me I'm stretched too thin. I focus on too many things.

I have to. I can't help it. There's so much I want to do. So many stories I want to tell, in any way I can.

My hope is, that by January I'll have more short stories to post here. Things are just not stable enough at the moment for me to finish writing anything. I've got several stories started, just...not finished.

Many, many, many opportunities fell through this year. It's been month to month for as long as I can remember. Glimmers of hope for stability fade or are obscured by the darkness of stress and tension.

I need time.
Thank you for reading so far and please keep an eye out for more in 2014. I still hope of putting together a book of short stories next year. Perhaps, if such a book is successful it might bring in some much needed funds so that I won't feel guilty when I try to relax or rest.

They say "Sleep is for the weak" but all things weaken under the stress of a million hits. Bones grow stronger from repeated strikes, but only if they are allowed time to mend.

Thank you again for reading.

Friday, November 15, 2013


This week's post will be late! Terribly sorry! I scored some flatting work and am still working on the comic with Amelius that I have been working on the past year as well as whipping Sharkpony and the Glitter Riders into shape so Time was something I've fallen short on this week.

I hope to have an update ready by Monday, but at my current rate of being late with everything I plan this week it may be Wedensday next week. :s

Terribly sorry!
Thank you for reading/tuning in!

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Flash Fiction 2: Nella Breg Olm

Happy Halloween! Er well I guess technically that was yesterday.
Halloween is one of my Favorite holidays. So naturally I've put off doing much for it this year because I've been rather busy with work. I even waited until tonight to write the following flash fiction, while handing out candy to the few Trick or Treaters that were brave enough to venture to my house.

What follows is a short piece featureing a character I haven't shared a lot from online. Her name is Use Lied and she's not from Earth. She's the main character in a NANOWRIMO story I started a few years ago that I've since been in the process pf rewriting. Writing wise I've invested the most thought into it and Paragon Ketch. I may post snippets here from that project, like this, to test the waters. How much of Use's world can I get away showing you? I really like mythology and fables so this takes from those a bit. I don't remember exactly when I first came up with the Fable of Nel but the story's been in my head awhile. I'm a little worried I lifted it from an actual fable. If I did and your recognize it let me know what I stole from. :s

I've been busy with comic work on a comic that should be going live soon that is a tie in to Charby the Vampirate. You can find out more at

I hope to participate in NANOWRIMO this month but I may not succeed. Still going to update this regularly, even if it winds up being something I scribbled down quickly in the minutes before I'm set to update...that or in the wee hours of the morning as is now. ;)

Please enjoy today's piece of Flash Fiction while I contemplate whether or not I have too much on my plate for my own good. 




by Sarah Elkins

     The closest thing we have on Sevet to Halloween is called Nella Breg Olm, where offering are made to placate the Goddess of Misfortune, Nel. Food, drink, sometimes money are left out on a plate at the top of a pole, usually placed in one's yard. If they do not have a yard a smaller pole on a balcony or outside a window is used. If the offering is gone in the morning Nel has smiled on your house and you will be largely strife free for the year. If the offering is not taken Nel has smiled on your house a menacing smile and delights in the troubles she will bring you. Nel is known as "The Smiling Goddess" for she sees humor in all things. Woe be to the one to make that Goddess frown.

     What happens to the food? The Offerings?
     Some say Nel herself takes them. Others say they are stolen by beggars and homeless urchins. Still others believe they are stolen and taken to Earth.
     You can no simply take something from Sevet to Earth like that. That is why a Razor's cloths are made of our own hair and our blade is fashioned from the bones of those who came before us.
     Of all the Gods and Goddesses, Nel is the most understanding of the plight of beggars and street urchins so I don't think she would frown on one taking her offerings to survive. I suspect that was the ritual's true purpose. Considering one of the most well known Fables of Nel, tricking people into helping the poor through fear sounds like Nel.
     The Fable goes like this. One time in the distant past the Goddess Nel decided to retire to a small cottage with a small farm not far from a village and live in peace. The nearby villagers distrusted the stranger yet took advantage of her generosity and kindness. They returned regularly during the summer and fall until they had taken all the food she had saved, ever grain she had stored for the next year's fields and even some of her tools with which she would have sewed the new crop.
Winter was on the way and the Villagers arrived wanting more.
     She had none.
     "I have given all I had. I have nothing to grow, no tools. All I have is this hovel and the soil."
     "But won't you starve along with us?"
     "No." Was all she said.
     "Why not? What are you hiding?!"
     "I hide nothing. I give freely. All peoples and things are equal in my eyes."
     The villagers were enraged.
     They killed her and fled. Later, overcome by hunger they returned to her cabin to collect her body and make it into a stew but they found the small home empty. Then the villagers began to fight among themselves, sure one of their number had returned and made off with the body. That winter they killed one another and became cannibals.
     When the winter stretched on, long and cold unyielding the remaining villagers, lips stained with the blood of their fellows cried out, "Why have we been given this calamity!? What God have we offended so? To force us to such extremes?"
     It was then that Nel returned and appeared before the villagers, in the humble guise she held when they had slain her.
     "You?! This is a curse wrought on us for killing you!?"
     "No." Was all she said.
     "What then? This is for taking all your food?"
     "No." Was all she said.
     "Your tools?"
     "No." Was all she said.
     "If this is not about your belongings, or food, or life then what? Why force us to eat our fellows?"
     "You have thought of no one but yourselves. Doing so brings woe unto yourself. But now you are helping your fellows survive by serving a noble purpose."
     "You monster."
     "You never once inquired as to my name, for you care not for anyone but yourself. Even now."
     "Who the Hym Rekgr are you?!"
     "Nel." Was all she said as she revealed her true form. Her glistening horned helmet that obscured her eyes, four wings, tail and ever changing manic hair.
     The villagers fell to their knees, "We didn't know! Forgive us!"
     "Nor did you care. I give freely to all, some simply take more than others."
     I guess that's one reasons Nel is one of my favorite Goddesses. It's also why I figure the purpose of the offerings is to give to those in need. Why the plates are put on giant poles is a bit beyond me, maybe to keep the food and money away from varmints.