Welcome to the website for Abigail Morrison, author of The Yochni’s Eye. Check out her blog for micro story-craft lessons and writing updates, and don’t forget to join her newsletter for a sneak peek into the lives of the three main characters from the book. She hopes you enjoy your stay here. Go with peace.
The Yochni’s Eye is now available for purchase.
Every six hundred years, the yochni blinks, changing one thing about the world based on the wish of the last creature it sees. Sixteen-year-old dwarven champion Mira Goldfist wants nothing more than to wish the bogeys—the giant, dog-like race that has enslaved her people—out of existence. But when Kraven Monteyeaux, a magical arbiter and reluctant medic, forces Mira and Atlan Qierce, the high prince and heir to the bogey empire, into a magical contract to reach the yochni together, all three will have to overcome their prejudices and pride to stop an even deadlier wish.
Abigail Morrison is a Wisconsin-based author with over a decade of experience. She loves stories that feature grace and redemption, ask questions (without necessarily answering them), and point toward possibility.
Latest Blog Posts
Story Shots: Endearing Ineptitude with Vaurien Scapegrace
Author Abigail Morrison dissects how inept characters can be endearing, using a character from the Skulduggery Pleasant series as an example.
Story Shots: The ideal idealist with Vash the Stampede
Hi All, I’m back with another Story Shot, this time featuring Vash the Stampede from the recent Trigun remake, Trigun Stampede. Please note that the new one is very different than the original, so be warned if you haven’t seen it yet. As always, major spoilers ahead. What is it? Trigun Stampede is a sci-fi…
Writing update: Creating a hero I can love
Most writers will tell you that one of the hardest things to do is actually sit down and, well, write. There are all kinds of reasons for this: busy schedules, fears or resistance, or, as I recently discovered while reading Rachel Aaron’s 2k to 10k, simply because the writing isn’t fun. Now, for that last…