SC Hutchinson's Latest Developments

Hello my wonderful readers....while there are some of you who have stuck with me through this difficult time, these difficult years, I want to express my gratitude to you.  Those who are new, I say welcome.  I have changed some direction from the last time that I self-published.  I am more...deliberate, less...impulsive in my attempts to bring you the stories that flow in my head.  Perhaps that comes with age.  Perhaps that comes with the emotions that grief brings.  I was always 'daddy's girl'.  I idolized my father.  Sure, we disagreed, we clashed a lot, but that was because we both have a penchant for being stubborn when we think we are right.  Who really knows?  Still, the loss of my father has brought about many changes in my personal life.  Life is an interesting journey full of so much, whether bad or good.  So, without further ado, here is a short unofficial synopsis of Winter's Echo: Mark of the Gods.   Synop...

Good evening on this wonderful Valentine's Day, my dear readers! I know you are most anxious for the release of Winter's Echo: Mark of the Gods . Today, I want to take a moment to introduce you to a pivotal figure in my Old Norse language education: Dr. Jackson Crawford ! Dr. Crawford's insightful teachings and engaging content have greatly enriched my understanding of the Old Norse language and culture. Please follow the YouTube Link below and enjoy the video. Be mindful—no holes in the floor and please, NO SNAKES!!! Thank you for joining me on this journey, and I look forward to sharing more exciting updates with you soon. Enjoy the evening and Happy Valentine's Day! Best regards, SC Hutchinson Love Spells from an Icelandic Manuscript  

Dear Readers, On January 31, 2025, I picked up the pen once more to rekindle a story that had been quietly resting with a mere 5,000 words to its name. After several years of silence, the words began to flow again, and I decided to seize this opportunity, to test the waters of creativity. To my amazement, Winter's Echo: Mark of the Gods has now flourished into an impressive 63,271 words, with only 3-4 chapters remaining before its completion. The next phase will be the meticulous process of editing, ensuring that every word is honed for your reading pleasure. During this time, I'll be sharing book trailers, teasers, and snippets galore to keep you immersed in the world of Winter's Echo. As it turns out, the characters have spoken to me—they seem to desire a series rather than a standalone tale. What say you, dear reader? Are you eager to see more than just a single story? Would you like to delve deeper into these worlds, to become entwined in the lives of these characters ...

  Nine years. A lifetime, really. Nine years of quiet, a silence born not of choice, but of the echoing ache left by loss. The words, once my constant companions, retreated, leaving me in a landscape of grief I never imagined I'd navigate. My parent's passing stole more than just their presence; it stole the very rhythm of my soul, the dance of words that had always defined me. But silence, even the deepest, most sorrowful silence, can't hold forever. It shifts, it cracks, it whispers. And in the quiet, I heard them. My characters. They were there, waiting patiently, their stories clamoring to be told. They’d been waiting in the wings, shrouded in the shadows of my grief, but never truly gone. And now, they're back, louder than ever. The rustle of parchment, the click of the keyboard – these sounds, once so familiar, now feel like a homecoming. The words, hesitant at first, are now flowing like a river breaking free from a long winter's freeze. The magic ...