There was an old woman who lived in a shoe; She had so many children, she didn't know what to do. She fed them all broth without any bread; Then whipped them all soundly and sent them to bed. Mother Goose She took them from the woods, and she took them from dells, from hamlets and homesteads and across the wide world, she found young orphans, those abandoned and left on their own, and gave them a home. And all she asked for was a little piece of their soul in payment... Whoever said nursery rhymes were harmless?"
Andi Lawrencovna lives in a small town in Northeast Ohio where she was born and raised. She writes Fantasy with a twist, un-Happily-Ever-After-ing as many fairy tales as she can. And she's not averse to looking at the odd nursery rhyme or ten when the mood strikes. Her Never Lands series is currently enamored with an ash covered assassin and a prince who's not in the highest of towers. From ogres spouting poetry, to princesses toting swords, Andi's stories aren't quite like you remember. For more, visit: www.AndiLawrencovna.com Contact her at: Andi.Lawrencovna@gmail.com