If you read this title, and you’re not an author, then you might be raising your eyebrows in question, or thinking that this sounds unfortunate. But, if you are a writer, then I’m sure that you understand, and I thank you for that; we writers need one another, definitely.
I’m writing this as an apology letter to you, dear readers. Today, I’ve decided to share with everyone one of the troubles I’ve been having concerning writing for the past few months. I’m sure that some of you are familiar with my story The Legend of Juliet, and before I can ramble on, I’m going to come out and say it:
I can’t write this story anymore.
I really am very sorry, but I’m afraid that there’s no other way to say it. Ever since I first released it in April 2013, I have been having issues with this story, and not wanting to write it – issues that I have tried to get over, but that have not vanished. I’ve debated on whether or not to push myself to finish it, but if there’s anything I’ve learned about writing in my life it is that a story an author has to push themselves to write never ends up being a good story; they weren’t lying when they said that if you end up hating your story, then it will show in your writing.
And that is the odd thing – I have learned that I can hate my work! Not because it’s badly written, or because the idea isn’t good, but just because I don’t like it, and my heart doesn’t linger in it. Writers are human, just like everybody else, and I think that here I’ve learned something valuable about my work, and that what I’ve learned will make me a better writer. I’ve made a mistake, but that is okay. My heart hasn’t really been in this story, and it’s therefore been taking time from other stories that I truly care about – now that time can be put towards caring for those stories, instead.
So, I apologize again, to this story and to you, dear readers. Unfortunately, I will not be finishing The Legend of Juliet. I will in fact be taking Part One off of the market this week. I am putting this story behind me, learning from my mistakes, and moving on.
With just a hedge over a week until the release of "Read The Flower: Part Two", the second part of my best-selling New Adult paranormal romance, it's time to give you, the readers, a sneak-peek at what's to come!
This is one of my favorite scenes from the first chapter, and I hope that you enjoy it, too!
If you haven't read "Read The Flower: Part One" yet, you can find links to it here.
~ "Read The Flower: Part Two" ~ Excerpt ~
This time, I dreamed of Honoré – terrible dreams filled with fangs, and blood, and the cries of Donna, my friend dying over and over and over again before my very eyes, bitten viciously: once by Surge, and once by Honoré, and then last by the stranger with the rose colored eyes. Once she was dead, she would wake again, moving like a mechanical doll as she picked herself up off the floor, up from the pool of her own blood, only to be attacked another time; by then, she was smiling, as if she enjoyed being killed as much as the beasts that were vampires enjoyed killing her in their greed.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t escape the horrible scene, couldn’t blot out what my mind was presenting to me, and so I remained watching Donna die over and over again, the me in my dream standing with hands covering her imaginary mouth in horror just as the me in real life had done, her eyes wide and terrified. And just when I thought that I could watch no more, something else appeared to taunt and confuse me.
The figure appeared as a shadow, black as night, visible yet not visible – someone you would look at, and then immediately forget what they looked like; none of their features stayed with me, save their red eyes; I could only see a hazy darkness where they lingered. The figure moved like smoke, and soon, they were standing by my side as I watched the horrible scene.
“Do you see, ma fille, how they are – how a vampire truly is? You cannot stop them, or change them, or make them into something human. They are monsters, and they are proud of it. That is all they will ever be,” the shadowy figure’s voice was old and pristine and masculine, like the voice of a king, but its words were ugly and dripping with venom – and pride. “One day, you too will fall prey to them,” the figure sounded certain, a chuckle escaping his unseen lips, echoing around me.
I turned to look at him fully, but he remained a shadow, his red eyes the color of crimson, of blood; they were beautiful, actually, too beautiful for a figure who would say such things.
I could hear Donna screaming in the background, but by now I had grown used to those screams; it was a sad but true fact. I was more interested in this shadowy figure, and what he had to say. Somehow, he scared me more than Honoré did, though Honoré was real, and the shadow was not.
“W-Who are you?” I asked, though I didn’t really expect an answer that made sense; I was again aware that I was dreaming.
The figure smiled then, and through the shadows that surrounded them, I could see their smile – it had teeth, fangs; the figure was a vampire, surprise, surprise. “Why, your worst fear, my dear, of course,” they said with that smile of theirs, condescending and cruel, and then before I knew it, they were coming at me with a speed unmatched.
I screamed precisely when the dream Donna did as the shadow’s fangs found my neck – and then suddenly I was awake, screaming for real this time, with no Donna left alive.
"Read The Flower: Part Two" Available July 26th in ebook ~ coming soon in Special Edition paperback ~
As I start the week, and start a new project (that is really an old project), I wanted to try writing something different here on my blog.
Last week, I saw a fabulous post from Bette Lee Crosby (a fellow author and wonderfully lovely lady; you can link by clicking on her name) that I really liked -- and that really had me thinking. In the post, Bette wrote a letter to her younger self, giving encouragement, and looking back at all that has happened in her writing journey. I liked the post so much, I decided to try the same.
It's a bit telling, really. I definitely believe that writing has stages, and that every writer goes through many of them (I read somewhere once that if you can survive the first 15 years of writing without giving up, then you're golden and will be able to write easily. Here's to six more years). I've gone through quite a few writing stages since I started writing, and have even transformed one of them into a book to help other writers (see: Writing With Inspiration). Now, I'm embarking upon a new stage, and I'm not quite sure where it is going to take me. This stage has been brewing for a while now, and I've had some major ups and downs already, but I'm still striving to appreciate it, and what it can teach me.
Yesterday, I started on a new project (which I will probably be writing about later on), from years ago. This is a story that I love immensely, and that is helping me to re-connect with my younger writing self, who had such a passion for both writing and oddity.
So now, I look back at my younger self, and I want to say a few words to her. This younger self of mine is sixteen, still in her creative writing class in college, and doesn't know what is right around the bend...
Dear Younger Me ~
Hello, I see you there in that writing class, cringing at your fellow student's work, which you've been asked to edit for the class project. I see you smiling at both of your friends and subtly making slit throat gestures because this editing is killing you. I can tell what you are thinking -- and I can tell you that, sorry love, your future isn't going to be what you think.
You aren't going to keep both of those friends; one will move away, but one will end up being one of the best friends you've ever had. You aren't going to move to Orlando and work full-time at Disney, and you aren't going to get that Psychology degree you are contemplating. In fact, your life is going to change in a large way, and very soon -- for the better, but mostly, it's going to be hell, though you'll get through it, and you'll come out better for it in the end.
I wish I could tell you to write more, to get your thoughts down before they leave you, to finish the Fire while there is fire in it. I wish I could tell you to not be so afraid, especially when you start publishing. I wish I could tell you to not take everything so seriously, and to stop looking for the things that won't appear for years -- that still haven't appeared even now; I wish I could tell you not to cry over them, and to steel your heart with hope before it breaks. I wish I could tell you to be happier, to listen to your brother more. And also, I wish I could tell you to let go of things sooner, and to move on, to be stronger willed.
Less than two months from your creative writing class, your brother is going to be in a terrible accident, and you're going to be afraid though you won't be able to show it; but don't worry, because it's not his time, and God is going to give him back to you, and soon you'll have the most amazing sister-in-law you could ever ask for -- and you're going to write a story about your experience. You're going to write a few stories, in fact, one which you will pour over for years, until it is one of the first books you publish. Your grandmother will break her hip and join your home only shortly after your brother has recovered, and you will have to deal with both her physical and mental sicknesses; but don't worry, there's a story there, too.
You will fight through college, fight with your future, and fight with your family, but you will form some amazing bonds. You will learn that the people you care about are more important than anything else, and that the worlds your stories live in are beautiful. And don't worry, eventually you will listen to Honore and Indigo and Jack and Zarrod and Dais and Juliet and Jason, even if it will take some time. On that note, I wish I could tell you to listen to Victor sooner than you have, and I wish I could tell you how much you're going to love him, but perhaps you might tell me it's timing; I would thank you for that.
The road to your dream isn't going to be easy, younger me. You're going to make mistakes, which is alright because you're young -- at least, that's what people will tell you, and will keep telling you even when you're me; you won't believe them for a long while, and you'll strive for perfection, but then you'll realize that mistakes are okay, no matter what age you are, and you will come to be contented. And don't worry, you'll learn from these mistakes. You will miss the publishing bandwagon, and will begin self-publishing on your own later than you should have, but you will enjoy it, and gain some wonderful fans. You will overwork yourself, and nearly lose sight of everything, but you will come back stronger than before, and you will eventually find your place.
I wish I could tell you, younger me, to take one step at a time, and to never give into doubt, to never let go of God's hand, to keep in mind that your destiny is brilliant. I also wish that I could tell you it will be easy. I wish that I could tell you that you won't have to wait very long for either of your life-long dreams to come true, but then I would be lying. But I can tell you that it will be a very big adventure like you've always wanted, and that eventually, you will get where you want to be -- eventually, we both will, because you still have a long way to go, and so do I.
But I can tell you this, just as I can tell it to myself:
This is a fantastic day for me!
Another book in the Snowflake Triplet is officially available. I have to say, this is probably one of my favorite stories of Jack and Clara that I've written so far (I have a feeling that Clara Frost will be my ultimate favorite, but we have a while until that is released).
With the upcoming release of Clara Snow this year, I wanted to release another short story, like last year's The Christmas Wish, and decided to do a July theme. It was a lot of fun to write, since it takes place in Florida where I grew up, and my characters are able to visit quite a few of the places I've been. Also, I had some unexpected help from my writing buddies in writing it (a very fun suggestion from my friend Jen, especially), which makes it all the more special to me.
I hope that you'll enjoy this short! Work continues on Clara Snow, which will be released in a few months, but until then, fans have this story to devour. Plus, there's a special surprise inside the ebook, like a Cracker Jack box -- a sneak peek at Clara Snow!
You can find Christmas In July at:
Coming soon to Nook, iTunes, and more!
Hello, dear readers, and welcome!
Today is a very special day here at the blog -- the day to introduce both the cover and synopsis for my upcoming second installment in the Fleur Passages, Read the Flower: Part Two!
The title of this second bit is "Disillusioned Bravery", and it will be out on July 26th in ebook (paperback to come), only a few days away, really. I'm very excited for this second part, because in writing it, I was able to delve further into this story than I ever have, and really get at the heart of it -- and also to start alluding to the main theme of the story as a whole.
As fans probably know, I started writing Read the Flower after I first read the novel Dracula, by Bram Stoker. It's been at least four years since I wrote the first draft, and the story has changed a lot since then -- and it's changed even more now, with this new installment, leading it down a closer path to Dracula than I could have ever suspected (but I won't give away too much). It's been an amazing experience to see this story change so much -- again! -- within only a few chapters, and I'm extremely excited to see where it will go next.
If you haven't read part one of the Fleur Passages yet, the e-book is now available free on a variety of sites, including Amazon and Smashwords. Unfortunately, the date for the Reader Participation poll has passed, but part two will come with another poll for you to participate in. So, if you haven't read yet, be sure to catch up before part two is out! It's going to be thrilling. You can find links to part one on the Reader Participation Novellas page.
The cover is to the right, and check out the synopsis for Read the Flower: Part Two below!
Happy reading. :)
Read the Flower: Part Two ~ Disillusioned Bravery....Official Synopsis
Twenty-year-old Lorine Stringfield’s life has been forever altered, and now she must decide…
After the tragic night in the ballroom, where Lorine discovered the terrifying truth about the man she was beginning to fall for, our heroine wakes up to find herself a prisoner at the Chateau du Jumeaux. As she searches for the reason why her life was spared, Lorine begins to encounter the complexities of the vampire world, and is haunted by dreams of a mysterious figure that bears her ill intent.
This all amounts to one pivotal decision, and as Lorine prepares to either accept or shun her fate, the past comes alive when a terrible truth about Honore is revealed, and life or death is placed in her hands.
Part two in the Fleur Passages, a collection of novellas to later be sewn into one novel, Disillusioned Bravery continues the epic tale of Lorine, begun in part one, The Beautiful Beginning. This novella marks the second in a series of ebooks in which readers can take part with "Reader Participation" -- inside of the ebook there is a question linked to the next volume in the Fleur Passages, and readers can vote for their favorite answer, to have a say in what happens next!
Voting ends: November 15th, 2013.
Please note: this series contains violence and suggestive material, and may not be suitable for all readers.
Hello, dear readers, and welcome!
Are you ready for an awesome giveaway? If you're a fan of the Snowflake Triplet, be excited -- and if you're not, then you just might be after reading this short.
To celebrate the release of my upcoming ebook short story, Christmas in July, which precedes this Holiday season's Clara Snow, I'm giving away a copy of the ebook before its release on the 12th of July.
Enter below for your chance to win, spread the word to your friends, and good luck!