Update 12/2/21

It’s been a beautiful summer. As it comes to an end, it feels like 2021 is about to start for real. I hope it’ll be a year filled with creativity.

I haven’t been very productive on the haiku front lately, but I did receive some lovely news: one of my haiku was chosen to be included in the 2020 Red Moon Anthology Jar of Rain. I’m very honoured to have been selected.

My flash fiction collection on Channillo The Moon is Crying is now complete. I had a lot of fun working on this. Hopefully I’ll get to raise some money for the SPCA through it.

The cover for the first Witch Doctors Inc novella, The Awakening, has been animated by Morgan Wright. Morgan’s animations are fantastic, and it’s always a pleasure to work with her. I can’t share videos under my current WordPress plan, but here’s a link to the animation on my Twitter timeline if you’d like to see it: https://twitter.com/CavesAuthor/status/1359699430945943553

I’m currently working on the second installment of the Witch Doctors Inc series, Orb of Ariadne. Like the first, it will be free to read on Smashwords, Apple Books, Kobo, Barnes and Noble, and various other retailers. I’m excited to share the cover with everyone, but I’m forcing myself to make more progress on the story first. You’ll hear more about this soon 🙂

Happy 2021 everyone – I hope it proves to be a smashing success 🙂

(Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay)

Microfiction: Despair

She never got over it. The despair dug into her bones. There was no funeral to cry at, no graveside to mourn by. She carried it silently, from the moment she ordered the massacre. She was the only one who mourned the death of the person she used to be.

Microfiction: Wings

Her fascination for the sky was endless. She’d spent most of her youth in forests, around ponds or waterfalls. She was a faerie of the earth. It was only when her wings withered, lying brown and limp at her sides, that her heart filled with blue.

(Written for the Whistpr prompt on Twitter)

Witch Doctors Inc: The Awakening (excerpt)

Tha Awakening_mockup

The frog explosion wasn’t my fault. I followed all the instructions. One wisp of prairie smoke, two scoops of moonwort, a pinch of baby’s breath. Add 3 carats of fire quartz and bring to boil.

That should’ve given me a memory-enhancing spell. It should’ve given me a cauldron of leaping blue liquid that I could scoop into a vial to give my next client.

It didn’t.

It gave me frogs.

A room full of them.

I don’t know why my spells keep going wrong. I follow instructions to the letter. I do all my reading. I did, after all, get grades high enough for acceptance into the intern programme at Witch Doctors Incorporated. So why do I have a room full of frogs?

I should rewind. My name is Lily. I’m an intern at Witch Doctors Inc., a company that specialises in curing magical maladies. The name is tongue-in-cheek. We’re not really witches, of course. Witches aren’t real. I’m not one of those people who believe in the old legends. I don’t think there was ever a Dark Witch who stalked the earth. Magic comes from the fire quartz. It isn’t something that can be manipulated by a person’s thoughts.

I specialise in the science of magic. Magic is energy and its reactions are predictable. I’ve never found magical theory hard. People said I had a natural talent for it. I had a few disasters in the lab, but I mostly did well in school. Witch Doctors Inc. was always my end game. I loved the mystery of it. A client would turn up with a problem they couldn’t explain. A Witch Doctor would find the cause and cook up some medicine accordingly.

They saw curses, hexes, even fire quartz addiction. I expected to love every minute of my internship. Instead, I feel like I’m the one who’s cursed.

I’ve cleaned up the frogs. I’m in my quarters now, sulking. My cat Onyx is curled up on my bed.

So you messed up another spell.

“I did it right,” I grumble. “The fire quartz was bad.”

Fire quartz does not go bad.

“Then why is there frog goop all over the potions room floor?”

Onyx lifts one lazy eyelid. You have much to learn.

I’m the only one who can hear Onyx. Too bad for me, he never has anything useful to say.

I’m lying on my back on the rug in the centre of my room. The chandelier twinkles above me. This place is full of opportunities. It’s been my dream for so long. I’m just worried that I’ll never be good enough to be here.


The Awakening is a FREE read at:

Smashwords (included Kindle version)
Apple iBooks
Barnes and Noble


Update 7/08/20

I’ve got a few weeks off work so I’ll have more time to write. I’m excited to produce new work and catch up with everyone in the writing world. I haven’t had nearly as much time to do this as I’d like , what with my job at the hospital eating up so much of my energy.

I’ll be making more haiku submissions (I feel like I’ve been falling back on this lately). I’ll also be working on my Channillo for Charity series The Moon is Crying. I’m going to be posting content more frequently for this.

I also have a couple of other ideas up my sleeve, including a new Alexander Harding Spirit detective mystery 🙂

Can’t wait to fill my days with magic 🙂 🙂


(Image by ryo taka from Pixabay)

Update 02/08/20 – Book Cover Animation + Sad Face the Clown

I’m delighted to have the e-book cover for The Moon is Crying animated by Morgan Wright. I was hoping to share it with you guys here but I can’t upload videos. You can see it on my Twitter though: https://twitter.com/isabel_caves/status/1289815424389922816

The Moon is Crying is my new microfiction series on Channillo. This week’s installment “Sad Face the Clown” is now out.

I think I forgot to mention in my last post that all proceeds from this series are going to charity. I’ve chosen SPCA International to donate to. So if you have a Channillo subscription and fancy some microfiction with a touch of magic, you can save a fluff too. Or even a few fluffs…


(Image by Pexels from Pixabay)