This is a poem I wrote a long time ago.
Blink
Blink soft, worlds await.
Shift, turn, ebb and flow,
Whispered words, soft melodies,
Unknown vistas, lift and sore.
Behind closed eyes
Blink again, and gone….
Whispers fading,
Dissipating.
And….
……. wake!
Sale price of 99 cents this weekend.
Catch the start of the epic fantasy series, “Eversword Saga”, and how it all began. Duty, honor, romance, and war.
It goes back up to 2.99 after this weekend.
After finishing “Osiren’s Tears” I’m kind of at a lose for what to do. I’ve been working on it for so long that I’m stuck feeling like… “What now”.
Don’t get me wrong, I have a lot of projects to chose from. There is the second story in the “Everquest Saga”, Rage War, and “Prophecy by Barlight”, plus the second “Small Bites” I want to put out… I have no end of projects.
I also wanted to try doing some youtube videos. I’m not quite sure how to do them… that pesky fear getting in the way again. But it is something I have to deal with, so I am thinking about trying to paint a scene from one of my stories, and have it narrated while you watch the painting. This could be really good, or really awful depending on how it goes. I think I’m going to try it, and post the results. Even if it is terrible at least I tried.
I updated my bookshelf with pictures of all my book covers, and a blurb about each of them. Links to them as well.
I’ve also done a few minor adjustments to the files for each of the novels. I had to adjust all the book covers to make them a uniform size, and fix a couple of typos. If anyone finds a typo let me know about it. Even though I paid for a professional editor it doesn’t mean she caught every single typo.
I suppose it is time for me to go tackle that new project, whichever one it is.
And as Neil Gaimen so often says… “Make good art.”
Prince Ashini must choose between the love of the beautiful goddess, Sekra, and duty to his own people.
Osiren’s Tears is now up on Amazon.
It is priced at $2.99 at the moment.
I might put it up on sale this weekend for 99 cents. I still have to figure out about marketing before I do that.
However, I am going to be moving this to $4.99 next month. It’s a full length book, after all.
There is a sample available on Amazon. You can read most of the first chapter there. Try it before you buy it.
Three flash fiction stories. “Beware the Werewolf”, “Chimera” and “Griffins Flight”
Small Bites 1 is now up and available for 99 cents.
The first Small Bites is three short stories about creatures. A werewolf, chimera, and griffins.
I had a little bit of an unexpected set back with “Osiren’s Tears”. I had an extra crit that actually will make it so much better in the end. Since “OT” is more then just short stories, and something I’ve been working on for years, I want to get it right before I push that publish button.
I hope you enjoy “Small Bites”, and I can’t wait to put the others up.
I asked the question “How do you attack the blank white page” on The Story Telling Podcast and someone took that question and used it as his own podcast.
So share with us… How do you attack the dreaded white page?
I think I should make a video for this too…. hmmm…
The big news right now, or course, is the bombing in Boston. But I can’t add to the conversation on that except to say that I am glad the news is acknowledging that this is not just about us here in the states. It was an international marathon, one of several in the world. And while it was a sad tragedy, I hope that it is used to bring us closer together, not push us farther apart.
Now… some things from the writing side of life.
Amazon and Publishing Royalties (I love that Amazon is listening tot heir writers! Let’s hope they keep listening.)
27 Wacky Ways to Cure Writers Block (some interesting, and unusual ideas I’ve never come across before.)
Writers Club ultimate resource list…. Just.. ya, go look.
Interview with R.A. Salvatore at Comic Con
Perspectives…. Author vs Director
I have been so busy going over edits for “Osiren’s Tears” that I haven’t been actually writing much. I feel like I am slacking, it’s horrible.
It isn’t like I haven’t been doing anything. I have to reread every line of “OT” to be sure the editors edit agree with my style (most are grammar/spelling/punctuation, so it’s a gimmie, but a few are just a matter of style, and choice.)
I’ve also been redoing the cover to get it “perfect”, trying to get a good description blurb, and working on some formatting issues.
I’ve been spending hours on all the little things, but not actually writing.
So I am looking at my word count chart and there is this huge dip after I finished “OT”. Nearly a week with very little, and sometimes no writing. And I feel so guilty!
But this is a good thing… so I said to heck with it all and sat down and wrote a couple scenes for a “super secret surprise”.
It felt good to actually write again, and hopefully I can get it done in the next week.
I like parts of the first blurb, but it was pointed out that the real meat of the blurb was the last two sentences, and fewer people would get to those sentences. Also, Ashini is the main character of the story, not Grom.
So, a new blurb. What do you think?~
Ashini, prince of the menaids, is trapped between his love of the beautiful goddess, Sekra, and duty to his people. The goddess pleads for peace between the menaids and trolls, while his people demand that they stand their ground.
How can you stop tensions between two races that began upon creation? Water and earth. Fire and ice. Always at odds with one another. And now Grom, leader of the trolls, is charging towards Iklestal, his army of rock-skinned trolls at his back.
Ashini has one last option, but will the goddess survive the aftermath?
Imagine a person standing against a board. On the other side of the board is another person. As long as they both push against that board it doesn’t move.
The one on the nearside is just trying to hold the wall up. All they care about is keeping the normality at a steady level. Keep the wall strait. Hold on. Steady.
The guy on the other side of the wall… he’s an asshole. He keeps pushing on that wall. Pressing in, trying to demolish the house the first person made.
Sometime the ass gets tired, and he wanders away. Bored. Other times he pushes harder, or enlists help. Some days…. some days he has a tractor and he manages to knock the wall down.
The girl inside… she just wants to build her house. So she picks up the pieces and puts it back together, and guards the wall. Hoping to keep it up. Hoping to keep it steady the next time he attacks.
After a while she doesn’t leave the wall anymore. And when he stops pounding on the walls she gets nervous. Constantly waiting for the next blow.
The blows become normal. They become natural. They become her world.
So when you take down the wall and set her free… it’s so hard to just be normal.
And then something good happens. Someone actually pays attention, or god forbid, helps her build that wall. It’s shocking, even terrifying, because it isn’t normal. Not to her. Not to the life she’s lived for so many years, trapped inside those walls.
I realize these things. I know my brain is lying to me when a good thing happens and I start waiting for something horrible to happen. Nothing horrible has really happened in the last four years…
Like the Blogess says… Depression is a lying bastard.
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