As promised, World on Fire released the last day of February 2016 for pre=order. Be one of the first to own this young adult, quasi-apocalyptic book. Order now and it will be delivered directly to your kindle on it’s release date, May 30, 2016.
WORLD ON FIRE
In a world knocked off grid by massive solar flares and Earth’s thinning atmosphere, people on the ground are forced underground in a desperate fight for life.
“The smell stops me near the water’s edge. I tug the neck of my shirt up over my nose as I look around. Carcasses litter the shoreline. Animals tried to escape the fire, driven by instinct to plunge blindly into the shallow waters of the parched river. Deer. Rabbits. Raccoons. So many others unrecognizable in death. The heat was too much and they had nowhere to go. Their salvation had become their cemetery.”
It’s been a hectic month between cover reveals, editing, the World’s Best Story competition and NanoWrimo. Somehow, some amazing things have still come together. One of these “things” is the cover to World On Fire, releasing in February 2016.
World on Fire is a futuristic, young adult novel.
2043: In a world knocked off grid by massive solar flares and Earth’s thinning atmosphere, people on the ground are forced underground in a desperate fight for life.
I feel October stealthily creeping up, disguised in a shawl of brisk, cool temperatures. A harbinger of rain, sleet, snow and ice, of evenings spent cocooned in blankets warming toes by the fireplace. I see through October’s guise and recognize it as a portender of death, the final nail in the coffin for summer, but only a prelude to winter’s icy embrace which hankers up ahead.
Fall is my favorite time to write, when life has less distractions and the heaviness of autumn lays a sound barrier blanket over the static noise, muffling the sounds of the outside world. It’s a quiet, cozy time for me. I can immerse myself more fully into my characters and their lives and be more attentive to the stories they tell. It’s a time for creating, for breathing life into the fancies of my imagination.
Entries are beginning to show and voting has begun over at the World’s Best Story Contest. This year I opted to submit my YA title, Shattered. It’s a “novel” approach for me since I write Romantic Comedy. It’s also a wonderful opportunity for my YA book to get a little exposure. Shattered is #125 in kindle ebooks for children. Not a bad representation, if I do say so myself.
If you’ve hesitated submitting your own story, why wait? The prize packages are impressive and there’s a line up of noteworthy judges. The best part is, submission is FREE. While you’re checking out the site make sure you register to vote, and take a peek at the wonderfully talented submissions. This is your chance to make your voice heard. There are prizes for readers as well (hint, hint).
Meanwhile, I’ve got my nose to the grindstone determined to finish Life Bites (a Romantic Comedy) by deadline. This is the sequel to my best selling title, Life in a Nutshell, a Riley Jones novel.
As an author with much on my plate, I don’t often take the time to cook for myself. I’ve been craving a cajun pork loin with 15 bean soup, so I got everything out, prepared to demonstrate my culinary expertise. Spaghetti will be ready around 5 ish.
As the heady aroma of garlic, basil, tomatoes and a blend of savory spices settles around me, I’ll be immersed in the James Patterson Master Writing Class. I find classes, workshops and retreats to be a boon to my career in the opportunities presented working with the masters and learning from their expertise. It’s also a great reprieve from my own writing demands which, at present, include completion of two books by years end. Neither book involves cooking.
I do, however, write romantic comedy and YA novels. I’m eyebrow deep in the sequel to Life in a Nutshell (Life Bites), and a YA apocalyptic book, Phoenix Rising. Keep your eyes open for updates, which will be posted here.
One of my favorite quotes from Steve Jobs: “Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else´s life.”
Apparently Mr. Jobs has never had to contend with the people that exist inside of my head. By virtue of my writing I AM living someone else’s life. A life that couldn’t have been given birth to without first gestating inside my brain. In my mental womb a small seed takes root, suckles upon gray matter and grows into it’s own existence.
As I spend hours and days hammering away on my keyboard I live another life, I see life through a different lens and I experience my existence via an altered reality.