Introducing Kristy Carey and The Wandering Wizard


Today on Paws4Thought we welcome fantasy author, Kristy Carey. Tell us a little bit about yourself, Kristy.

            Let’s see… I’m 32, single, and I have a cat.  More?  Fiiine.  I’ve always loved books.  Thinking back, there are always a few things that come to mind as ‘The First Thing I loved’.  Xanadu, Singin’ in the Rain, Disney’s Sleeping Beauty and Grease are the movies I’ve always loved, but have no memory of seeing for the first time.  How Majestic is Your Name, Upon This Rock and More Than Wonderful [all by Sandi Patti] are the first songs I remember. And in books, the Nate the Great series, which I refuse to go back and read again for fear of seeing them through the eyes of an adult.  The movies and songs I still enjoy today, but with Nate I enjoy the memories of how they changed me for the better.  >.>  Not sure if that’s what you meant, I ramble sometimes.

I really enjoyed your story, The Wandering Wizard. How did you come up with the idea?

            Spring of 2013 I did this thing called ‘The 7 Day Story’, where you take a short story from conception on day 1 to sending it out for publication on day 7.  My start was ‘A wizard sitting in a coffee shop…’ and it blossomed from there.

Who are your favorite authors?

            This is oddly an easy question.  I only have three: Frank Peretti, David Eddings, and Jim Butcher.  And that’s the order in which they arrived on what seems to be my hard to please list.  The first two were added before I was 13, and Jim only made it on last year.  19 years is a long time to wait for the next one.

What are you reading right now?

            I just finished a book, and am working on Excelsior by George Sirois.  So far, it’s enjoyable and I need to get back into reading it.

If you had a magical power what would it be?

            ~flails~ Holy Crap… Not an easy question. On the one hand I’d love to have powers like Storm… But mostly cause she’s freakin’ amazing.  Most likely… I don’t know.  I think I’d wanna have powers like Belgarath in the David Eddings books, powers of the Will and the Word.

Are you planning to continue the story of The Wandering Wizard?

I hadn’t known if that would happen, but then everyone involved in this blog tour gushed and prodded and I thought ‘I don’t even know where I’d go.. Oh!!’ and now I have an idea in mind.  Nothing solid, just a note on my phone from while I was driving.  But it would be a continuation I believe, picking up where The Wandering Wizard ends.

What are you currently working on?

Right now I’m working on back story, character creation, and assembling a story called I’ve Always Known, which is a Superhero tale about The Protectors and their battle against Loki and Kronos.  It’s stretching me a bit, as I normally sit and write without details in place.  Panster Kristy, that’s me.

What attracts you to writing fantasy?

            Freedom.  You get to break rules all over the place, and get away with it all.  For a little while, I have total control of a world and if someone says it doesn’t make sense, I get to say ‘It’s fantasy ya dork’… Only, not that cause it’s rude.

Whats your guilty pleasure?

            The phrase ‘Guilty Pleasure’ implies I don’t like sharing that I’m into it, which makes me ponder a good deal.  I have things I’m sure others think of as guilty pleasures, but I’m oddly an open book about far too much.  ~spent several moments wiggling and thinking in her chair, looking around the room at kids toys, vintage movies, comic books, comic book toys, mantas, vintage postcards, weird photos and other things~  Nope.  Not much I’d call a guilty pleasure.

How can readers connect with you?

            Aha!!  I have a list around here some place…

Blog –

Facebook –

Twitter –

GoodReads –

Amazon –

Kristy Carey is an author and blogger with a passion for creativity.  With one publication under her belt, she plans to keep the momentum by focusing on the Urban Fantasy genre in future pieces.  She is currently splitting her time between writing and steampunk jewelry design. Her passion in both writing and design, is to mix together elements that don’t belong, and make them seem natural.  Kristy is currently working on a Superhero story staring The Protectors as they battle both Loki and Kronos.

Pick up a copy of The Wandering Wizard today!



Fiction Friday – Esmeralda Grunch and the Red Tulip

Today’s fiction Friday is a little story I wrote for a contest a few months back. I recently wrote a sequel with a Chanukah theme that appears in a charity anthology, Winter Wishes.


Esmeralda Grunch opened her eyes and stretched. She reached up and tugged apart the crimson petals above her head and gazed out at the sunrise.
“Ouch,” screeched the Tulip, “what did you have to do that for? I’ll open up in a little if you just wait for the sun to come out.”
But Esmerelda couldn’t wait. She pushed her way up through the deep red petals and out into the cool morning air. She breathed deeply and let the first rays of the sun touch her tiny gossamer wings. She flew down to the pond, where she gazed at her reflection, satisfied. She was a very fetching flower sprite even if she said so herself, with deep red hair that matched her tulip and a scarlet dress that sparkled in the early morning rays.
The Tulip rearranged its petals and settled down for the day, grumbling to itself. It knew it was supposed to be an honor to be chosen by a flower sprite, but still she could be a bit more grateful; after all the Tulip was unique – she was the only red Tulip in the flower patch.
She gazed haughtily at the other flowers. Such vulgar shades. Only she was the purest red. Her bulb had been a ruby set in the soil, a promise of a fragrant future. Yes, the garden was truly hers, despite what Esmeralda believed.
But still as the day progressed the Tulip became restless. Where was the sprite? She would need to close her petals soon and rest for the night. There in the distance, a fluttering of wings, and Esmeralda landed with the plop in the middle of the Tulip.
“Where have you been?” scolded the Tulip, but Esmeralda didn’t answer. She was already fast asleep. The Tulip sighed as she enfolded Esmeralda in her petals and joined her in peaceful slumber.

Friday Fiction – The Cake

Here’s another piece of Friday silliness – enjoy and have a happy weekend!

Cakes 19

Mum told me it was for Auntie Ethel’s birthday, but it looked so good, so I just took a little slice, and then well that slice seemed lonely in my tummy, so I got a glass of milk and took another and then I tried to fit it all back together so the slices I took wouldn’t show, but it was no use and now I was covered in chocolate – and I was hungry again and it was so good so I just took another little piece and tried to watch the telly for a bit, but I kept going back, for a little more, and then a little bit more . . . and where did it go? Mum’s going to be so mad. Maybe I can pretend the dog ate it . . . accept we don’t have a dog. Well, maybe the neighbor’s dog? I know, a huge roc (you know one of those big magical birds), it flew in through the window and took the cake. Yes, that’s what happened. Mum will believe that – won’t she?

Family Friday: I don’t care

Thoughts on fashion from fellow Rocking Horse author Katie Lea Yates.

Katie Lea Yates

My daughters are twelve and eight. The twelve year old is turning into quite the little lady, worried about fashion and hair and jewelry and whatnot. The eight year old…not so much.

She’s too busy being busy. She loves bright colors, ALL bright colors, and quite often tries to wear them all at the same time. It’s taking me a little while (read as “a few years”) to convince certain other people in my family that it’s okay for her to wear all of these colors at the same time. You want to wear orange socks in electric blue shoes with deep red shorts and a neon green shirt? Go for it! She’s fully dressed, in weather-appropriate clothing, and happy with how she looks. I’m fine with this. When it’s important to her, she’ll make sure she matches.

The only thing that she’s semi-obsessed with in terms of fashion is boots. She

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