Miracles Happen

  

I missed posting last week! Why? Because I’m breaking away from my fictional adventures temporarily to pursue a non-fictional passion that will better humanity, one miracle at a time.

I used to be a person who thought I was caring for my family properly…until my eyes were opened to the reality of my ignorance.

I thought I was a positive person who saw the best in life…until a better way was shown to me. The very same way all the “greats” of our world had known and it resonated deeply inside of me.

I was a person who used chasing four sons around as exercise. I was of the mind that stressful exercises created results. I thought it was hard and grueling in order to see changes in my body.

I was a person who loved everyone…except myself. I relied on others showing me love to feel validated.

I was a person who felt success happens to the lucky ones and since I wasn’t a best seller, I wasn’t allowed to be lucky.

So I was all of the things I shouldn’t have been. I feel exhilarated and full of energy as I embark on this project. I feel that nearly everyone in the world feels the same way I did.

I had to be the miracle in my own life instead of expecting one to happen.

Keep watching for more details about this life-changing project!

Escaping To Cliffehaven



As I woke this morning, padded my way to the kitchen to make my breakfast, and greeted my sweet puppy dogs with a ‘good morning’, I looked out my window and was immediately reminded of the Washington coast. The high clouds that filled the sky filtered the sunshine that fell so soft on the pine tree in my front yard that the needles looked vibrant and alive. If I closed my eyes, I could almost hear the sound of waves crashing over the beach, the smell of the salt water was not far from my memory.


And as it usually happens, my thoughts then turned to Aspen and where I had left her the last time I worked on her story. She was sitting calmly between the stone teeth atop Cliffehaven’s castle. War weighed heavily on her mind as she watched the village below her wake up. It was a cloudy morning, much like the one I was staring out at. She could hear the waves crashing on the cliffs and memories flooded her mind of the crescent shaped beach and the hidden garden of Eden where she had married Thorne. The sound of the waves brought her more comfort than disdain.

It felt like yesterday that Thorne had whisked her away on the king’s orders, to places she’d never imagine had existed, and places that were far from the sea. It was a sound she missed while they were away and it was the sound of the waves that welcomed them home again.

And so my fingers itch to tap into her life again and although war is looming over her, I miss her so much and look forward to moving forward beside her until the series ends. She may feel fearful in her cloudy morning but I feel hopeful in mine.

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From the Record Book of Aspen Darktower

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Today is a gorgeous day that feels like spring although it’s only February. While Mother Nature may merely be taunting us, I’m enjoying the sunshine as it streams through the windows and I thought of Aspen. What was a refreshing spring day like for her? And so I consulted the record book.

Aspen never dated her ramblings. She merely recorded her life’s details for her children. Upon buying a record book in Foxglove Pass, she began to fill it, and many others, with memories. Enjoy!

“Sometimes I think back to the first day I arrived in Cliffehaven, how frightened I was and how much anger I held within my breast. It’s strange how love is like a seed planted in the soft spring soil. You bury it to forget it exists, down deep where it’s dark and unseen. But how miraculous it is when it is warmed by the affections of another and watered by your tears that it begins to grow…even when you had forgotten it existed. Much like the sun warms a seed and the rain wash it to give it life, love places roots down in that dark place and its substance fills the void with life. As it begins to show evidence of its existence, and is properly manicured and gently tended, love will grow quickly and heartily. And when it matures, it gives off its fruit and rewards the keeper ten-fold.

A strong word of caution: When the spring begins to turn and the heat of scorn or the frigidity of loneliness interferes and that seed begins to die, so will the love that had grown so beautifully. It is then up to the one doing the tending to return it to the life of the spring and once again coax it from that dark place.

Each of us holds a seed within. Each of us can tend another’s seed and either make it grow or kill it. The choice is our own.

I look out over the grand city of Foxglove Pass, at the grandeur of the flags rippling in the breeze beneath the soft blue sky and radiant sunshine and my mind wanders back to home where the gray stones of the castle are cold beneath my hands, the village is bustling with merchants, and clouds of dust billow up from the farmlands as planting begins. If I close my eyes a moment, I can hear the waves of the sea crashing over the shores that are near. Gulls cry out as they fly inland and then back out to the water and the fragrant posies are sweet as I would breathe in the fresh air. Home is a simple place and I miss it so.”

Happy New Year! Read For Free!!

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So thinking towards a bright and sparkling new year that is right around the corner, I decided to just put all my books on sale…for #FREE!

The only catch is that Noble Courage can’t be free because I had it on sale five days in December. But everything else I have solely put out there is going to be free until Friday, January 2nd.

This is your perfect opportunity to pick up the vast majority of my series for nothing out of your pocket. If you would just kindly leave your thoughts when you are finished, I would be most grateful.

And if you feel so inclined, I would love some Indie suggestions from you on the best books you’ve read this year!! Help a girl out here!

I hope you all have the best New Year’s celebrations. See you again in 2015!

Tell Me About Your Favorite INDIE Book!!

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Okay! In order for me to better help the writing community, I’m asking you for suggestions. I want to know what Indie books I should put on my list to read in 2015! If you are an author, no doubt you have read other books by small time authors to improve your own writing skills. Readers, I’m trusting your input here…we authors like to toot our own horns sometimes and I want your unbiased opinions!

I have read a lot of books in my time. Many of which I did not care for. There is so much garbage out there that I have noticed that I won’t read as much as I used to. I do have my favorite authors, those who really shaped me into the writer I am today. I just want suggestions of those superhero authors that rocked your world with their tales. I don’t care about genre so much as quality.

I also decided to cave and starting tomorrow, every one of my books, with the unfortunate exception of Noble Courage will be free until Friday the 2nd of January in the new year: 2015!

So please share with your circles, I need some awesome books to read this year!

And the Winner is…

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So I ran a promo and here’s what I learned: Not one single person cared to read a full 400 page book for a buck and leave their thoughts for a brand new Kindle this time around.

But that’s okay. While it made me pretty sad, I have realized that in taking some time to myself this year, I have shot myself in my foot.

There is truly nothing more frustrating that a lack of support from people I know personally and love with all my heart. Their silence has made me strongly evaluate my presence in the world.

As an author who takes her work VERY seriously, it angers me that ten years of blood, sweat and tears is not worth a lousy $2.99, never mind that it was just on sale for .99. This is how the market becomes over ridden with garbage. The literary world has been hijacked by readers who have been burned by paying for an unknown author’s work that was totally transparent and badly written. It seems that unless a book is FREE, it isn’t worth reading. Well, until that mentality changes, I fear that today’s aspiring writers are doomed to failure. It’s a sad prospect, in my opinion.

The only way to change this issue is to make a point to read an unknown author’s work. Once you read it, leave your thoughts…good or bad. Sharing that book with others you know helps even more.

I found first hand that Amazon will not allow a person to leave a review if they feel you know each other. I feel that if a person is a customer and pays for the work, they should be allowed to leave a review. After all, they allow cyber bullies to destroy your carefully built reputation… Why can’t your customers, also their customers, build you up?

If you find you have been a victim to these practices, I can guarantee you that the author would be so happy to hear what you had to say. So email them. Message them on Facebook. Comment on their blog somewhere. Just let them know!

We are all fish fighting to swim upstream in a rushing river of competition. I challenge you readers to set a goal to read an unknown author’s work. Read it yourself, take it to a book club…I don’t care! Just do it!

So without further ado… The winner is: No One. I will keep the Kindle. Perhaps one day I will run another promo. Perhaps I will use it to read unknown works and do my part to keep the system running properly and honestly.

I do feel I must thank those people who have taken the time to read my books, my beloved Aspen Series, and have left their thoughts. I love every one of you from the bottom of my heart…even if I’ve never met you before. You make it all worth it to me!