Camp Nanowrimo: Day 10

“Right. I’m so envious of Kat right now,” Rhea griped, laying her head down against the counter, fighting off the last dregs of sleep.

“It’s the pregnancy. It drains you of energy,” Zola informed her, taking a spatula and stacking the finished pastries on a plate.  “And calcium. Make sure you’re taking your vitamins every day now.”

Rhea narrowed her eyes on the dark skinned beauty she considered her best friend, huffing a sigh in defeat, “Please tell me you didn’t buy a pregnancy book?”

She hesitated for a moment, before responding with, “…I only borrowed it from the library.”

“Zola!”

“What?” She feigned innocence, taking a seat across from Rhea, settling the stack of pastries in between them. “I’m going through this too, you know. I’d like to know of all the symptoms and how our little nugget is growing in there.”

Camp Nanowrimo: Day 9

So, I’m little bit at a standstill at the moment. I’ve run into some issues with my fantasy and the plot that have me completely side-eyeing it, so I’m going to put it onto the back burner at the moment and I’ve started working on a collaboration piece with Tesia. She and I are writing a series of novellas together, each writing about two characters.

My two are Zola and Rhea. The more she was writing for hers, the more inspired I became for mine, so I’m going to take a break from The Princess and the Dragon. I might work on it a bit, because the plotting is what’s throwing me off so at this time it’s secondary to my other work.

But I’m not going to give up on it. I’m so tired of not finishing things. I did get about 8500 words done so far for it, so there is that.

 

And so it begins…

As of this afternoon, I am an officially published author. Currently, I’m not entirely sure how to feel about this new development. I mean, I’m happy because I’ve wanted to write and get published since I was a child but I’m also terrified at the same time.

I had been pushing off the release date for a while now because the thought of finishing my book caused me anxiety. Butterflies had been (and they’re still at it as I write this post) assaulting my innards for the last several hours but I knew I had to do it. So, I ripped off the band aid and submitted the book. It is now available on Amazon in eBook format and paperback (feel free to head over and purchase a copy of my book if you’re interested).

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A Journey (Still in Progress) is a poetry book that details my experiences of surviving life with severe depression that had-until recently-been completely untreated (and it was—and is a very bad idea to let it go as far as I had). I didn’t write for over two years when it’s something that I love and feel passion for.

I’m going to just take a quick moment to say that if you are dealing with a mental illness, please keep it in check. It doesn’t make you crazy just because you can’t feel happy all of the time or because your brain doesn’t produce chemicals you need. It had affected every single aspect of my life and I almost lost that uphill battle. Please take care of yourselves because you do matter. I just wanted to mention that in the event that anyone needed to be reminded.

Camp Nanowrimo: Day 3

Well, so far things are going amazingly with Camp. I’ve met my goals the past three days with the assistance of my good friend, and fellow writer, Tes. As for the actual project I’m working on, I changed my mind last minute and decided to do something else. Here’s a sneak peak.

Once upon a time, Briar would have said something. She thought it was honestly disgusting that he considered people who had magic to be abominations. But nothing she ever said got through to him. In fact, the few times she voiced her disagreement, she had to sit through lengthy lectures as he tried to beat his xenophobia into her brain. But the seeds never took, even before she discovered her own magical heritage.

If anyone else is doing camp, I wish you the best. I know how hard it is. So good luck!

What I’m working on

“Love you babe,” Katriona hid the automatic flinch when he bent down and cooed at her growing belly. “And you too, little man.”

She swallowed and gave him a smile, ignoring the pounding in her ears and the adrenaline that was coursing through her veins, “We love you too.”

Just a little snippet of what I’m writing at the moment.

A Journey (still in progress) is complete and ready for publication, but I think I’m afraid to submit it. That’s probably why I’ve held off on getting it out there. Maybe after a few more days I’ll feel more comfortable, but we’ll see.

And we made it!

So, I’ve finally hit the 60 poem mark I was aiming for! Now it’s just a matter of time before I publish. All I’m needing now is some beta readers.

A Journey (Still in progress) is a collection of poetry and prose about the experiences of life. Growing up under the weight of abuse and toxic relationships and how that can affect someone soul deep. It also contains the navigation of marriage and motherhood.
The book is divided into three parts, each a reflection of different aspects of life.

 

Almost there!

So, because of Tes, I’ve gotten almost a whole book of poetry written. At this point in time, I can’t decide if I want to publish under my name or a pseudonym. Hopefully I’ll be able to make that decision soon. If anyone else has any thoughts to add, feel free. I’d like as many opinions as possible before I make the decision.