A Surprise for Your Patience

Happy evening to everyone! I am happy to finally announce that Preservation is in Hard Copy via Amazon within the next 72 hours (currently pending review). I will be posting the link on the Bookstore page as soon as it goes LIVE.

As with any craft, I am learning to format my books properly. While the cover formatting software has changed on Amazon since Purpose was released, I have spent a number of extra hours to try and make the 2nd book as close to the 1st as possible. Self-publishing and a tight budget really restrict options, so it isn’t the ‘perfect’ final draft that I always envision. My hopes and dreams of becoming financially stable as a full-time author will only be realized by continuing to write and release books. Everyone who supports me truly takes a place in my heart as each sale gets me one step closer to achieving my goal. I deeply thank you! 🙂

As such, I have decided to reformat Purpose and re-release it in both eBook format and Paper Copy at a discounted price. I changed everything to ‘single-space’ with a space between each paragraph, so that has drastically reduced the amount of pages for each book. As long as the woman who formatted the cover isn’t terribly busy, you can expect it very soon! If you don’t already own a copy, get ready to purchase a cheaper version than the original edition.

Now that Book 2 is complete, you know what the next steps will be… writing Book 3! I am very excited to wrap everything up, bring everything together, and fill it will suspense and plot twists that will keep you on the edge of your seat! Once this is complete, I will be working on my next projects (a small book of short stories *possibly* or the beginning to the outline of a fantasy series).

Again, I appreciate your support from the bottom of my heart! Please check back for an update on Preservation‘s official release date along with a link on the Bookstore page.

July Writing Prompt

She wore her scars as her best attire.
A stunning dress made of hellfire.
Phoenix wings decorated her soul,
Spreading out as chaos unfolds.
Waltzing through the brimstone and pain,
She smiled and welcomed her old friend.
Like a dream, a reverie, she dances
Past those who would not pass her second glances.
For now, they suffer, entombed by the pain,
She looks at her scars, for they were not in vain.
Born in chaos, she learned and battled to grow,
Unlike those who are consumed, for that is all they know.
In life, each strike, another layer to her armor
Tears shed and blood bled, her soul became darker.
But one day she lifted her head and smiled,
Her strength was no longer frail and mild.
Battle ensued inside and around her fire,
She passed through, untouched by the pyre.
Ashes fell and she was reborn,
A hellfire dress, a gift, was adorned.

A poem for you this month! I deeply apologize for the absence again. As usual, I’ve been juggling a lot and haven’t had much time to post on here. I’m waiting on the book cover for Preservation to be completed and then I will be adjusting the format and publish it soon! I hope everyone is as excited as I am! I can’t wait for you to read it!

A Poetry Prompt

Good Morning Everyone!

I’m waiting for my Beta Readers to get back with their comments about Book 2! I need to get working on a synopsis and book cover design, but that’s about it. I may do one more edit prior to publication. But, as always, I will keep everyone updated!

Until then, I’ve come across a very short, but powerful writing prompt. Here we go!

We will never be those children again.

A gun in hand. A trembling finger,

Truly too afraid to pull the trigger.

Hiding in ruins and sleeping in tents,

Dreams crying out in a silent lament.

Moon and sun both burn so bright,

Awaiting the moving shadows in the night.

They come with fire and they bring death,

Waves of men, coming like an eternal breath.

Cries of children like mourning birds,

Their cries through the world, remain unheard.

But we go on, forever more.

This is who we are, the product of war.

The House of Storm and Stars

It sat atop a hill. Perched. Looming over the town with an ominous energy. Tales told of a young woman bearing a fog that remained each day. But she found beauty in the turmoil, speaking spells and brewing potions for the town. At first, they rejected her ways and shunned her wares, but she assured them that she was made of earth and wished to connect the humans with their roots once again.

“I have grown fond of all things green,” she would say. “We have broken our connection with the Spirit of all that lives. I once traveled across the continent, healing others with the very earth at their feet. But I have decided to settle here and allow those who seek healing find me.”

Perhaps it was her soft voice or her small figure, but the town gradually grew to like the young witch. By summer, she told them her name. “Camellia, like the flower.” Suddenly, Camellia flowers began to bloom in the quiet little town.

From far and wide, people came to Camellia for healing and peace. She not only mended their physical wounds, but their spiritual wounds as well. Whomever her magic touched, flowers would bloom. Each night, she would return to her home and more of the fog would drift away. The twilight would be clear above, twinkling with other universes. On full moon nights, you could see her on the highest balcony, staring up at the sky.

Throughout the years, many tried to win Camellia’s heart. But each time, she politely refused. “My heart belongs to the Earth. I cannot do the work I do if I were to give my heart to you.” To those who were close to her healing knew that with each rejection, she was strengthening herself and her craft.

Although her face stayed young with each passing year, her wisdom grew. The townspeople protected her and understood that she was not of this world. She was a gift. If anyone wronged her, they would stand at her side… but she never needed them to fight for her.

“Nature creates beauty,” she explained. “But sometimes beauty can be deadly when trifled with.” A handful of patrons would ever test Camellia’s kindness, only to end up on the bad end of a curse.

Soon, the witch decided to train others in her craft. Those who were willing to give themselves to nature began to train with Camellia in the town. When they had been anointed in the ancient art, they could decide to remain in the town or spread magic elsewhere. In mere years, over fifty people of all ages became one with the earth, just as Camellia had.

Decades passed and more flowers spread past the town’s borders. The fog at the house on the hill had completely vanished and Camellia was joyful. But one day, she did not come down from her home. The townspeople became worried as a dark cloud formed over the shack, bringing cascading rain and booming thunder.

But no one had ever ventured to her home and they were afraid. Some thought that she had perished and the earth was upset. Others feared that she had become evil. Three women braved the trek up to the gates and attempted to peer inside. Nothing. The candles had been extinguished and it did not appear that anyone was home. One of Camellia’s disciples took the initiative to open the door, the other two following close behind her.

The floor seemed vacant. A thin blanket of dust laid upon it. The women hesitantly spread out and searched the home. It was in her room that they found it. A letter. Scrawled in black ink and addressed to the town.

My time is over. Thank you for accepting me. Think of my tears when the rain falls. Think of my voice when the wind blows. Think of my eyes when the stars twinkle. But think of my legacy. It is in your hands now. I go back to nature to watch over you. Until next time. Camellia.

The town adopted the name of Camellia for the woman who showed them how beautiful nature could be. Those she had trained continued her work and trained others. Today; psychics, empaths, and healers are descendants of that woman. Trust in yourself, and trust in your gift.

Coming off a Hiatus

Good Day All!

Quick update. I’m reading through Preservation one final time before sending it to the beta readers. So I’m one step closer to finalizing it prior to publication! This year has been a year of change for me. I have tried to spend some of it enjoying myself, but have had a tumultuous year nonetheless. My goal was to have Book 2 published by Christmas, but unfortunately, that isn’t going to happen. I will do my best to expedite the final changes and get it out ASAP!

I’m so sorry I haven’t been as active as I would like. Life gets busy, especially towards the end of the year! I’ll do my best to at least keep everyone updated 🙂 Thank you for all the support!