Puddlejumper Stories

Your heart is my harp. With my poems, I'll try and show you how I pluck the strings. I'll try and pluck the strings of your heart, Creating happiness and joy and laught...

- ON HIATUS - It was only a matter of time before the King of Camelot redoubled his sorcery-expelling efforts, but this time, no one saw it coming. No one except for Me...

Urban legends are told every day. We hear them and laugh, then they're forgotten. If you live in the town of DeSoto, you can't forget. Every autumn rain, there's a remin...

What if Carter never had to kill Martouf? What if he was never a Za'tarc and things were normal? This is it. Carter and Martouf are now together and things are far fr...