Nikki Bennett
Bio
I am an author of mainly middle grade and young adult novels, as well as an artist and freelance editor. I have several novels published through Firedrake Books, available on Amazon.
www.bennettcreativeservices.com
Stories (9/0)
The Problem with Dragons
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. They didn’t exist, not here or anywhere else in the world. We didn’t have unicorns or zephyrs or griffins running around, either. We only had normal animals, like dogs and cats and horses and rabbits, the kind of animals that made sense, that you knew how to deal with, how to control. But that’s all changed now.
By Nikki Bennett2 years ago in Fiction
Tales from the Closet
Well, here I am again. In one way, it seems like I haven’t seen this classroom for ages. In another, I shut my eyes for a second, opened them, and bam-o. Summer’s over, and I’m here among an energetic new batch of twelve-year-olds who still get excited about the first day of school because they haven’t hit the rebellious stage of puberty yet. They’re eager to see their friends. To get into a new routine. To possibly learn something.
By Nikki Bennett2 years ago in Fiction
The Twitching Hour
If you’re a New Orleans native wrestling with spiritual questions, you’ll find the answers at the House of Madame Benoit, Interpreter of Dreams. The house sits in a forgotten alley, the only backstreet in the French Quarter that curves and twists instead of running in a straight line. There’s something unsettling about the twists, like if you dare walk down them you might never find your way out. Tourists tend to avoid the alley without even knowing why. Which suits us locals just fine.
By Nikki Bennett2 years ago in Fiction
Summer of the Spiders
When the Japanese cremate a dead body, they leave the bones. We learned this when we were stationed at a military base in Japan, and Mom died. She’d loved Japan so much and wanted a traditional Japanese cremation, and even though the base chaplain warned Dad that it wouldn't be like in America where they char the bones down to dust, Dad said, that’s okay. It’s the way she would have wanted it.
By Nikki Bennett2 years ago in Families
