Well, my Cubs won’t be Flying the W this year. Sad to say, we’re used to it. But we’ll always have 2016! No one can take that away. I waited my whole life for that. Winning this year would just have been icing on the cake. Congratulations to the LA Dodgers. (My husband is thrilled, lol. Dodgers are his team) I’m like Meh. But they did play really well.
Oh well, now I can get back to writing, lol.
I’m near the end of Willow’s Cry. Hopefully I will have it done this weekend and get to sending it to my beta readers. It is rough right now. While I write this, I’m debating whether or not to post a teaser. I mean really rough! I have to stop from reading from the beginning each day I write or I’ll never get done. Once I write The End, I’ll start going over it again. Get out the obvious issues. I already know one I left dangling.
Oh, heck, here’s an excerpt. Don’t mind my cringing, this is NOT the final version, far from it. I’m not even going to do anything other than post it. So here it is…
Alex slowed, looking around. The damage horrific. Trees ripped up and torn out. Many others damaged, missing limbs, leaves and scorched in places. Mother Nature released a hell of a tantrum. The river was muddy, rushing away debris that swirled in it from higher up the mountain. It looked like a tornado had hit. Never had he seen this much damage from a storm. Alex could feel his heart ache as it beat, matching the rhythm of weeping that seemed to wrap around him.
Alex stopped, appalled at the sight, saddened at the cruel hand of Gaia. Head bowed, aching along with the trees, Alex swore he heard his name cried. Looking up, a grand old oak stood, at least it had. Cantered over on its side, half of its roots ripped from the ground, it was held up by a cracked and damaged willow tree.
Again, he heard his name and the eerie weeping that seemed to lodge inside of him. Alex took a step forward, not knowing why, but needing to answer the call. He moved toward the tree and a man stepped toward him materializing from the trunk. Injured and dazed he reached toward Alex. Alex looked him at him and gasped. Stepping forward, he gently pulled him in his arms, careful not to injure him further.
“Alexander.” His name came out on a sigh from his father’s lips. “I need your help.”
“Here. Rest here and let me set up my tent.” Alex helped his father sit, letting him rest against the oak. He could see him change as he touched the tree, his skin changing to match the trunk. Alex pulled off his backpack and quickly set up his tent and sleeping bag.
“Alexander, you have to help Willow.” His father’s voice weak, thready.
“Father, let me help you first, then I will help the willow.” His father bowed his head, pain in his features and nodded. Alex could still hear the weeping echo through the trees, a sound of unutterable sadness. “Come, please. Lay down.”
“Alexander, I need to stay with my tree. If I have any hope of surviving, I have to stay with my tree.” A whisper from the man whose voice always boomed out whenever he spoke.
“I don’t understand.” Dazed, Alex sat next to him. How could this be real? “What are you? Why… how did you do that?”
You can see my world as it first appears in Lightning Strike. Available on Amazon and in Kindle Unlimited.
For generations Levi’s family had guarded a sacred glen in the mountains. Still far from man this isolated area was a favorite spot of his grandfather. Levi grew up listening to his tales and fell in love without ever having stepped foot there.
Now Levi’s family, led by his grandmother, wanted to sell the land. With only his grandfather and Levi against it, Levi has to prove to the rest of the family why they needed to continue their guardianship. Believing in his grandfather’s tales despite himself, Levi went armed with his camera and his well-known expertise behind the lens and headed out for proof.
Providing that proof and protecting the secrets of the glen from the world, Gaia needs to convince Levi to continue that protection. Daphnaie, the embodiment of his every dream, is sent to show him why, stealing his heart in the process to save her world.