Here I sit, now 10 years passed, reading words I’d written years before. They still ring true, are still just as poignant, and serve to comfort me as I swim in melancholy.
Originally posted on Deena Remiel's Place:
Today marks nine years that my father has been gone. I shall admit it is a bit easier to deal with that knowledge, but not a whole lot. His absence in this physical world has left a void which no other can fill. And so, today I honor him with past posts: some thoughts about his passing and a poem.
Dad, I celebrate you, I honor you, I remember you…
They Know in the End…
There is an afterlife. I know this to be true. How? My father as much as told me so before he passed on. I’d made my regular phone call to him at the nursing home in Florida on Friday, November 12, at ten in the morning. My students were at their special class, so it was my prep time and my principal had been so gracious as to let me use the school phone…
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Today marks 10 years since my father passed. Some of you will read that first sentence and take a pass on this post. Some of you will linger. Either response is okay. I do this post for me. If it touches your soul and helps in some small way to ease the ache in your heart, I am glad.
My father wasn’t a perfect person. Hell, who is? But as a father, to me, he was a great man. I learned a lot from him: compassion, humor, generosity, faith. Those tenets have stayed with me all my life, and I hope I’ve taught them well enough to my children.
Over the years, I’ve written poems about him, posted pictures of him, and I even dedicated RELIC to him while fashioning Serena’s father a bit after him. I will continue to keep his spirit alive through my writing and every day that my thoughts wander to thoughts of him.
He always loved listening to Cantorial music. He actually had records…
He loved Mel Brooks. Blazing Saddles was a favorite movie of his…
He loved Big Band music and dancing…
He loved watching all kinds of sports…
He loved his family…
For the better part of a month, I’ve been dealing with something more dreadful, more sinister, and more frightening than writer’s block. I’ve been dealing with characters and a story that won’t let me go and work on anything else. Please, don’t find this cute or funny. It’s actually quite horrifying.
I currently write two novel-length series and one short story series. Everyone is supposed to have their turn at bat. When one story is done in one series, I turn to the other. Everything had been going just fine- until ANGEL RISING came into my life. I’d always known it was going to be huge. I planned to write it in two parts. Two parts became two books. I thought I could do as I always had done- write part one, then switch to the Book Waitress Series which has two books that need writing and publishing by May. Back and forth, back and forth, jockeying between the two was the order of the day.
When part one of Angel Rising, for The Brethren Series, was put to bed and published, I naturally sat down at the computer to start Rock-A-Bye Demon for The Book Waitress. That’s when terror struck. My mind didn’t WANT to. IT wanted to daydream and muse and write more stories with Hannah and Gabriel. IT wanted to start the spin-off series with them in it. IT wanted to write Asher and Blessing’s stories. BUT THAT’S NOT WHAT I HAD PLANNED.
Now, if I were in a perfect world, I’d figure myself lucky for having many stories to tell in my Brethren world. In a perfect world, I’d take that road and travel it. But it’s not a perfect world. I have readers that have been so patient with me as I flit back and forth between series. THEY DESERVE THE NEXT BOOK WAITRESS BOOK. So, I have a huge problem on my hands. I’ve taken action, though.
I’ve taken time away from fiction writing altogether. I’ve watched dozens and dozens of movies- some good and most bad. I’ve taken to writing on my blog more often. But the fact remains, I must write two stories. I want these stories to be told. They deserve to be told. I love the Book Waitress series as much as the Brethren. I’ve taken drastic measures. I’m watching horror movies and the new TV show, Constantine. Anything to get away from the angels and to the dark place I need to be to write this series. IT’S TIME TO LET THE DEMONS IN.
I wrote three sentences last night. They’re damn good sentences, too. It’s a start.
Have you ever been moved by the lyrics of a song? In this anthology, seven authors of various genres listened to Big New World’s evocative hit song, “Say Something” – and used their interpretation of the words as inspiration for a short story. Contemporary to paranormal to historical, enjoy a wide variety of characters and settings, all with the same basic theme: say something.
Jennifer’s Secret by V.S. Nelson
Behind the Scenes by Morgan Kearns
A Nordic Knight in Henry’s Court
~ Part One by Kris Tualla
Angel Rising by Deena Remiel
Meant to Be by Camelia Skiba
Moving On by April London
Why Not Ask? by Angelica French
What the Heart Desires (Soulmate Series, Book 4)
by Kelli McCracken
Torn by desire, will loving her mean the death of him?
Dylan McBride’s Seeker abilities have always kept him a step ahead of his father. But one step isn’t enough when it comes to his wife and child. His confrontation with his father leaves him questioning everything he knows, from his life with Heaven, to his part in the Supreme Trinity.
Layne is growing stronger, as is his Seeker. The more time he and Heaven share, the more he’s able to control his Keeper abilities. But when new secrets emerge, he’s forced to face the truth, as well as the emotions he keeps buried.
Among the death threats, constant hiding, and birth of her child, Heaven struggles to keep the peace between her soulmate and Keeper. More lies are exposed, threatening to destroy all that she loves. Will she be able to deny the truth once it’s discovered, or will she give in to What the Heart Desires?
╰☆╮WHO IS KELLI? ╰☆╮
Kelli McCracken’s love affair with books began long before she could read. She didn’t let anything stop her from creating stories, even as a child.
That same passion still exists within her today. She is an artist by nature, a curator of characters. Kelli McCracken does her best to give each story and character great depth.
“It seems like all I do is write…and listen to Layne. He’s constantly whispering something naughty in my ear, like being dipped in chocolate. Now I want a Kit-Kat. Welcome to my zany life, where #SanityIsOptional, romance is required, and liquor is most definitely quicker. I love talking about my characters. Hope you like hearing about them.”
When she isn’t chasing kids, working on crafts, or sneaking off with a bottle of wine, Kelli spends her time writing. Of course, it can’t be all work and no play. Once procrastination strikes, you can usually find her hanging out on Facebook, Pinterest, or Spotify. Be sure to stop by and say hi. She loves chatting with readers.
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A Montgomery Ink Novel, Book 1
Release Date: October 14, 2014
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On the wrong side of thirty, Austin Montgomery is ready to settle down. Unfortunately, his inked sleeves and scruffy beard isn’t the suave business appearance some women crave. Only finding a woman who can deal with his job, as a tattoo artist and owner of Montgomery Ink, his seven meddling siblings, and his own gruff attitude won’t be easy.
Finding a man is the last thing on Sierra Elder’s mind. A recent transplant to Denver, her focus is on opening her own boutique. Wanting to cover up scars that run deeper than her flesh, she finds in Austin a man that truly gets to her—in more ways than one.
Although wary, they embark on a slow, tempestuous burn of a relationship. When blasts from both their pasts intrude on their present, however, it will take more than a promise of what could be to keep them together.
Damn Austin Montgomery.
Austin frowned, moving toward her. She forced herself not to take a step back. She wouldn’t run. Not anymore. But she didn’t know if she could keep up the denial if he got any closer.
He ended up standing right in front of her, so close she could feel the heat of his body. The act reminded her of her dream of Jason, and she held back a shudder. It wouldn’t do her any good to compare the two men. Her past and her…whatever this would end up being.
His hand came up so he gripped her chin. He searched her face, and she just stared up at him, unsure of what to do or say next. He hadn’t spoken, and it threw her for a loop.
“Okay, Sierra,” he said finally, his voice low, deep. So deep it went straight to her core, and she had to keep from sighing. Again. “If you don’t feel like you’re ready to ride yet, then we won’t.”
She let out the breath she wasn’t aware she’d been holding. “Thanks, Austin. I’m sure we’ll see each other around then.” What was she doing? That hadn’t been the plan. Or had it? Honestly, she didn’t even know what her plan was anymore. She wanted him, she was clear on that much, but she wasn’t sure she could handle more. This wishy-washy thought process wasn’t doing her any favors. She needed to buck up and either give in fully or step back.
Taking half steps would only hurt her in the end. Didn’t she know that? Hadn’t she lived that?
“Oh really? I don’t think so. That’s not how this is going to play, Legs.”
“Excuse me?” The ice was back in her voice, but she didn’t know how to control it, not when he was so large and…Austin around her.
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