You could call it a typical spring day but what is normal anyway? For me, I believe there is no such thing as normal not with all the crazy things that have been happening to me since I woke up to find myself in that casket. I’m sure they almost buried me alive. I’m not sure who was freaked out more, me or those who were sitting about at the funeral home when I sat up and looked around. My voice sounding like a squeak as the words couldn’t work their way from my throat.
Then to hear Aunt Cara tell everyone ten reasons why I should have died sooner just appalled me. I never knew she thought of me that way. I don’t remember that time being mentioned when I pushed my cousin Gail into the pool. She claimed I did it maliciously. But what about that time that Gail rammed her bike into mine? She never was reprimanded for that incident. Come to think of it, maybe Aunt Cara never liked me.
Now she must really hate me after what I did to her that day when I sat up in the coffin. The day I ripped open her throat and drank all her blood.
Writing is an expression, and I express myself much more freely in writing than oral. I like stories, and love to tell them. I don’t write to make money. Nor do I expect to make a lot of money. Things happen, and I am inspired by day to day life.
I could overhear a conversation that makes me think of a similar incident. It may not have happened to me, but maybe to someone else. It could spark a warning that I need to convey to those who might only hear it in the form of a story. As in “Road Salt”, four teens take a road trip while stealing cars. One of the teens is an addict that uses the substance called Bath Salts. It has a devastating effect on the other three teens. Thankfully the drug isn’t as widely used now a day, but I wrote the story when there was a cry to the public to become knowledgeable of its devastating effects on the families, friends and the individuals that were using the substance.
“Aaron and Keja came about from my love of animals. I kept thinking of what my dog and cat would say if they happened to hold a conversation. Fantasy is one of my favorite genres to read, so naturally, it would become one of my favorite to write. I was a JRR Tolkien fan while in high school. When I started my Orgarlan series, I wanted to write a fantasy series that was different from the usual high-fantasy we have come to know. So I made the Orcs and Goblins the good guys, the humans minorities, and the elves to be the enemy.
Perspectives are always subject to change.
The next book, “Witch Book”, was kind of a fluke. I wanted to attempt some more poetry while writing fiction, which I did as a spell. I fell in love with the story and wrote the whole thing in ninety days.
Yes, I know, I need to expand the series. But I became involved in Romance Writers of America, so the fantasy series took a temporary back seat while I learned to write a new genre. My next goal is to advance my writing by integrating romance into fantasy and adventures.
My writing has slowed down; it is only a temporary situation. Currently, I am attending school and will return to writing when I am done with my degree. Though, now that I don’t have the time to write, I want to write. It will be a challenge to schedule writing time in the coming months, but I may do so anyway.
You can’t stop the muse when it wants to let loose.