Tag: hope

Tuesday. Slow, rainy. Writing. Deals.

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The title sums up my day so far.

Promoting my second published novel Beach Town: Hope as it hasn’t had as many reviews as the first. Would love some more. Really not sure about the 3rd book. I have a plot, start etc. but haven’t wrote anything more than the first chapter. Focusing on Survivors seems to have taken the lead, Survivors Part II was finished before Christmas, I just need to edit the story and then I can unleash it to you all.

Woke up to yet another rain shower this morning, drilling into my ceiling I might add. I live in a top floor apartment, it’s not super loud or annoying but would rather wake to sunshine. I’m sure you all would.

Dawn Of The Dead (1978) Movie Review from Eye for Film

Writing a new short story on Wattpad again. The Mortuary is focused on Gareth as he conducts as autopsy, but then the deceased start to rise from the grave. I might carry on writing this at some point but for now you have a big chunk to read may be part I, or just the full story. Might writer more, see how I feel about it. Of course you also have The Zombie Lands to check out. A slow start, but I guess the dead are slow. The farmer hasn’t really had much luck getting out of the area yet!

Wattpad fans

https://www.wattpad.com/story/331515323-the-mortuary

https://www.wattpad.com/story/331062717-the-zombie-lands

Removed from Smashwords to make it Kindle exclusive. As such it is now always free on Kindle Unlimited! There will be a 5 day free ebook promotion starting tomorrow to boost sales and hopefully… get more reviews. Reviews are needed so if you could leave one I would really appreciate it.

Free eBook deal starting on Amazon tomorrow. Priced at .80p. Free on Kindle Unlimited.

Humbled

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Humble as the day I was self aware

the gift of consciousness

the gift to be aware

to think that people would try

to bring me down

to attack my crown

is a coal in your jewelry box

is a dead bird atop a devouring fox

... humbled beneath my eyes

your the one I see inside

so the dark days they pass fast

like Alice, looking through the looking glass

Building a Better Life

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Sometimes I drowned under unbearable memories

Pain that you caused is always under the surface

Pushing to the top

Making a nuisance

You don't know or care

Would rather drink it away

*

Well I'm more than that

Better than that

Stronger than you

My heart is full of love

I am the light of the world

I am the peace in the night

The sunrise on the horizon

A faint whisper on the air

Loves eternal embrace

*

Now my life is a straight path

No more pain do I feel

I am more than your evil

That will burn forever

In regret and hate

Whilst I make

The most of it
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Eternity

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Everlasting love 
love creates
fear destroys... hearts
waiting for the start
of your life
in the fragile existence
of your mind

hovering above crystal water
remember that there is law and order
in our lands... which we stole from ether
upon the mountain
strung and hanging by the tether
of remorse

acceded 
proceeded
your burning heart
set alight by the narrow light
shining through your razor sharp wire
light of eternity 
beginning the fraternity

jewels, moon lights
necklace or chalice... delights
throne high so down
into the rust
rocks, depth
panic
scream

kilowatt manner power house
time to tame your plugs
unplug
for infinity.

Many Years Ago

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uniform, cradled desire

transfigurative deceptive, reliance

who do you see when you stroke the night and wish upon her that all is to be 'well'

a glass chalice glistened under my palm said that I could stare into your heart

as motions kiss beckons on my lips she who called upon me

back in the wind of my grace I see I fell unto you

when time rolled and transcended mirrored ghosts 

give you say, be freed from the anxieties of your awakened existence

move forth into the battle zone, paced not for war but for joy

I'm sat here alone surrounded by a brilliant white light a love so bright

is it time to go but no I sit here not to see the day end but feel a rapture

could it have lasted an eternity?

friendship, family does not dwell on the lips it suffers in the gullet

Ambitious Endeavors

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Welcome to this post about my ambitious yet probably under researched future! Should I spill out my internal organs, hope and life goals to you all? No. Should I share some of my goals with you, and my recent works in the hope you will reciprocate this to me and we can then bask in our own solemn glory? Yes.

It’s always a no, yes game until you find out what you really wanted all along. Perhaps it is okay to be that person sat in the café alone, writing notes, reading and thinking about how you can better materialise your dreams of being a star writer. Cafe’s are public places akin to a pub (public house) so no shame in crafting a story here. Same with libraries, never be afraid of sitting in a library to write. We all have those thoughts that keep up back from performing at our best. When we finally face them we realise something, that they cannot harm us.

Waking at 6am to write for a couple hours or to crank out a couple thousand words a day is good. I talk about schedules and dedication but at the end of your day, you should feel satisfied with your work rather than feeling like you’ve not done enough. Taking breaks are good things, like sitting on your butt at midnight to work through a scene which made no sense until now.

Ambitious is my middle name, writing potential garbage is the game.

— Some loose tongued writer

May I take a moment to say this: if you write, you are a writer! Any style, and platform and any genre. Granted I do like to see dedication and quality in writers, like abiding by the rules and such. What I want to achieve is freedom of expression, not to say to everyone who writes; “hey you can be a writer, just write something, anything.” The reality here focuses on creative writing, fiction writing, those writing novellas, full length novel stories.

I also want to share a new story with you. Yeah yeah, you’ve heard about Beach Town: Survivors a bazillion times since the end of May, but I like the story and will be happy to see it available for people to read (free to read btw). But I managed to finally start a story I’ve been wanting to write for some time, sadly though – and I kindly ask you not to laugh at this – I was genuinely too terrified to begin to write it, for multiple reasons.

It’s horror with supernatural elements. It is a horror story and the bad creatures in it are vampires which I do not like because they scare me. Well, I decided to move onto this as the next novella since it needs writing sooner or later. I’ve already made a cover, which of course may change. No idea when it will be available or if I will release but pretty sure I can write it over the next month. It’s slightly more terrifying than my average horror story, the vamps have small wings, they can levitate and have dark robes. A part of me might not write this. I will definitely absorb you all into the process when I can be bothered, not quite ready to drop the cover yet.

International Tea Day ’22

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When do we want it? Now! When do we want it? Now! International Tea Day has graced us with the free pass to divulge in tea all day in honour of this wonderful experience. If you are as British as me, then you will totally know what I mean when I say “let’s have tea.”

Truly though, the world has gone mad. Once upon a time there was a brilliant genius somewhere lost in time, who decided that tea was worth the labour. It is indeed a labour of love to grow and brew and drink tea. Black tea, English tea, Chinese tea, chamomile, green, chai, honey, elderberry, herbal varieties galore and good old fashioned Yorkshire Tea.

I like to drink elderberry and echinacea when I am feeling under the weather and teas like lemon, ginger and manuka honey. I recommend Pukka for the best variety although I’ve tried other brands like Twining’s. There are so many brands offering unique teas. You can also buy it loose, or bagged. To be environmentally friendly it makes sense to get loose tea leaves.

Tea

Boil, brew and chew it

sip, clink spoon, and drink

settle, relieve metal and digest

Psychonaut

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What say you, might psychonautus?

Choose to be a good person out of the reality that is your true nature, an intelligent and loving being created by God. ~ Wizard

I see that the man with all the pennies is now buying about twenty acres of land. I also noticed he had got rid of his old cat. That is a shame, but I suspect the cat was beginning to use his audio device to listen to the old man’s neighbours. That isn’t an unfounded allegation by the way, I saw that cat out in the streets, talking spy language with other cats. Anyway, there is the possibility the cat was sent to defector prison. What say you, you beautiful human? “Meow.” Okay fair enough, ciao. Cat chowder.

Author Spotlight #4 Angela Suttner

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Angela Suttner took the time to discuss her writing with me and how she wanted to raise awareness of such an important topic: bullying. I was excited to hear about her writing journey and what it meant to her as she had a unique story to tell. I’m sure you will all enjoy reading as much as I did.

Hi, my name is Angela Suttner, I’m 44 years old, a wife for almost 24 years and the mother of four wonderful sons. I grew up in a very small town ( pop 300) so creativity as a kid was a must to have fun!

My husband and I raise our children in the outskirts of a small river town, where we still reside. I love nature, animals and I have an obsession with weather. I’m one of those people who would love to go on a tornado chase!

I’m also a bereaved parent of five years & (almost) 5 months since we lost our second born son, Kenny. I now spend my time raising awareness and prevention against bullying and suicide ( bullycide). My hope is to help anyone who is dealing with bullying or knows of someone who is. To honor our son by saving a life, that is my ultimate goal.

Where do you live?

I live in a small river town, Glasgow, Missouri.

Why are you a writer?

As a young girl I wrote stories and poems a lot. Instead of a journal or diary, I expressed my feelings through creative writing.

I co-wrote this book to honour my son and I wanted his story told to help others. There are so many articles about my son available but I felt like Kenny, who he was, was never really talked about much. So I decided to write Kenny’s book! Kenny’s story needed to be told!

What do you enjoy about writing?

Writing is freeing in many ways for me!

Writing for me is like sitting with an old friend and just purging all that’s stirring in my mind. Writing has been a major outlet for me while struggling with the grief of losing my son.

Tell us about your most recent works

The book that I co-wrote with my dear friend Lindsay Schraad, Where The Trail Ends: The Kenny Suttner Story, was released October, 2020.

Telling my son’s story was extremely difficult and some days I wasn’t sure I would be able to complete it, but I knew in my heart I needed to accomplish this goal for Kenny, myself and with so much hope of helping others.

I also maintain a blog post. There I talk about day to day struggles with loss, grief and bullying /suicide.

If you could write a book in a new genre, which would you choose?

Supernatural

Do you have any role models or people who inspired you to write?

My biggest supporter who inspired me to share my writing with the world is my co-author, Lindsay Schraad. Without her I would have never had the courage to share my son with the world!

Are you working on anything at the moment?

I am, I have a good start on a new project about the paranormal and hauntings based mostly on my own past experiences.

Where can people buy your books?

Where The Trail Ends: The Kenny Suttner Story, is available on Amazon, paperback and kindle.

What advice would you give to an aspiring writer?

My advice would be to just keep writing.. I know I had days when I doubted myself, questioned whether or not our book would be well received. But I can honestly say that once the book was released the sense of relief was amazing. Accomplishing something I set my mind on was an award in itself.

My hope is that Where The Trail Ends: The Kenny Suttner Story ends up in the hands of those who need to know they are not alone.

Where the Trail Ends: The Kenny Suttner Story https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08M2HBCYT/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_api_i_6WYTAPZYAFDEZWPN4K1B

Angela was happy to be a part of this interview and I thank her for her time. I am so grateful that we have authors who are raising awareness for important issues, because we need that now more than ever. You will enjoy her book and I encourage you to support this. Thank you for reading and as usual have a wonderful day.