AND WE HAVE OUR COVER!!
COVER DONE BY DARIA BRENNAN SHE’S AMAZING AS WELL!
So I now have a Facebook page for my new series Dark Indiscretions.
Here is a picture of the AMAZING cover art done by Su Halfwerk of REACH FOR THE STARS
Click the picture of the cover and it will take you to the Facebook page. It is still a WIP (so don’t freak out if nothing is really on there yet) and later today I will be uploading the Dark Indiscretions Ebook cover.
My cover is being worked! I can’t wait to see it. It’s like waiting for Christmas morning to come. I’m that excited. Once it is finished I will then be posting the links to where you can purchase my first novel Dark Indiscretions! Seriously, I can’t wait. It’s the same excitement I get when I eat homemade chicken quesadillas. In fact, I think I will make some tomorrow.
Letters to Kyle
So I had a new book idea. It will be non fiction. My first one. I got the idea after I had starting writing letters to a guy I was talking to after he left the area. In them are all the things I wanted to say but didn’t have the words to say face to face so I started writing him letters. Letters he will never see. Letters that show him all of me and not just the outside. These letters express my deepest desires and fears. It’s kind of like a diary but instead of talking to myself I’m talking to him. I’m debating if it’s something I would want to share with the world. It’s a true account inside my head and the things I’m constantly daydreaming about because my mind is always playing out some future scenario. I can’t seem to shut it off. I guess that’s one of the side effects of having a creative mind. Maybe idk I just made that up. Anyway it’s only ten letters so far and I’m not sure how many I will write since we barely talk anymore anyway and I really need to work on moving on anyway. I mean is it creepy to write letters to a guy you’re no longer close to anyway? I guess these things can’t be rushed. Feelings and emotions have a mind all their own. No one knows the moment when words no longer have a hold on your heart. I like the concept of an in depth look into how my mind works regardless. I may be the future Psychologist in me. I’m always thinking. I constantly live my life in the fiction, what if, scenarios. It’s high time I plant my feet firmly on the ground and join the living. I can fantasize all day but perhaps taking a leap into the non-fiction side of writing could be fun. I already do it with poetry anyway since that’s as real as my writing can get. My poetry is an extension of me anyway. I’ll leave you with my favorite Starbucks drink.
Well I still don’t have a cover for my book. Don’t really know where to start to get one either. Guess I’ll have to keep looking. Also working on more poetry and book 2 in Dark Indiscretions serious. Also started another work in progress but have no idea where it’s going. Only written one paragraph so far. Taking three classes and working full time doesn’t leave a lot of creative room in my busy schedule. Will have to take a bit of time this weekend to write a bit.
Well started a new poem. It’s not finished but a work in progress but I like where it’s going so far. It doesn’t have a title yet either.
I’m standing in this open place
Wishing you would share a space with me
Close as can be
But yet so far away from me
I just want to hold your hand
But all you did was pull away from me
I reach out my hand to touch your face
But you slap my hand away
I go to stand right next to you
But you quickly walk away
What did I do to make you act this way
Was it maybe something I said
Well hope everyone is enjoying my first novel Dark Indiscretions. I am currently working on refinement as well as Dark Indiscretions Two. Well be posting a blurb in the next few days for that. I’m also still working on putting up the two short stories I wrote in 2002 up and well as a few poems I’ve written. Thanks to my followers and friends for reading my stuff.
The poem now has a title
Dance The Dance
Saw a pair of blue eyes today
And in them part of my future
His lips so soft upon my own
His tongue a part of my body
Molded to him like he is my very own
Two parts of one whole
Looking upon his face while on my knees
Laid out for me to see everything
Committing everything to memory
Longing for every touch and word
Face lit up with wonder
How to make this man my own
This is one of the many things I wonder
Fire blazing from every place you touch and kiss me
He guides his head between my legs
Burying himself above me
Time stops for what seems like forever
And then he begins to move
Dancing the dance of lovers’ tunes
While I enjoy the music only we can hear