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Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Hey! Where was your post?

Something was different this week. I didn't post anything on Monday. I always post on Monday.

I chose not to. And I'm not apologizing. Nope.

I was editing the sequel to ON FALLEN WINGS. That book is called FROM RISING FLAMES and it's amazing! Yeah, I'm biased, but it's only because I'm the author. I haven't looked at the manuscript for several months and got caught up in the story. No, really. I had to keep telling myself that I was supposed to be fixing things instead of just reading. I can't give anything away, not even a tiny little spoiler, but let me say this: It's intense beyond belief. I've been editing like crazy-I'm a little compulsive about perfection-and couldn't stop. I am really excited about this book, and believe that once you all get the chance to read ON FALLEN WINGS, you will be too.

I'm also supposed to be writing book three, but I haven't touched it much this month. During those 3 weeks of feeling horribly ill, I didn't have the energy to devote to writing. I did, however, devote all I had into final preparations for ON FALLEN WINGS to go to print. It's close, folks. It's really close.

Anyway, there's a lot to share, but I've got to get back to work now. Writing is exciting, especially when you're committed to a story. I am. I love it.

Until next time--Monday, enjoy your week.

~ Jamie

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Patience

A friend at work asked me last week if I was going crazy with excitement that my book is so close to coming out. I took a deep breath and calmly told them, "yeah, I'm excited, but I'm just taking it one day at a time." I lied. I'm not patient. I never have been.

I'm going freakin' nuts! There's a book coming out, there's a book coming out. It will have my name on it. Wait, I wrote it. OMG. PDQ. LMNOP. And every other letter in all caps that I can put on the screen. This is amazing. This is fantastic. You're going to love this book. It's called ON FALLEN WINGS and it's an incredible book. It's so exciting. Can you believe it? ABCDEFG!

Yeah, I'm excited, but I'm just taking it one day at a time.

Until tomorrow...

~ Jamie

Monday, January 23, 2012

What is Your Book About?

I love the response from people after I’ve answered the question posed in this blog title. They stare at me for a moment, squint their eyes, and then nod with a courteous, “oh, that’s nice.” I know what they are thinking: how could that guy write a book about faeries? Why would that guy right a book about faeries?
The reason I love their response: I feel the same way.
Back in 2008, when I started writing again, I never had any intention of penning the words that I’m about to release to the world; however, this story found me—in a big way. I believe that writers, artists, should always listen to what their muse is telling them. I listened and am glad that I did. Yes, my story is about faeries.

In a matter of days, I’ll be releasing ON FALLEN WINGS to the world. While I don’t have the cover art yet, here’s the blurb from the back—my answer to the question of this post’s title.
 

Faeries are supposed to be perfect.

I was. My life was.

Then Sean disappeared.

I tried to be strong. I asked for help. There’s only so much trying and asking will do. So, I took action.

That’s when everything fell apart.

Monday, January 16, 2012

The Silent Words

The past few months have passed so quickly, it's hard for me to believe that they even existed. Like the chatter in a busy airport terminal, or the clatter of voices in a mall, the days seemed to mesh together into white noise. I'm not sure what to make of it.

I like busy, I always have; however, tonight I yearn for quiet solitude. Around here, there's not much of that until the kids are in bed. Even then, there's dishwashers, dryers, cars outside, and even the thoughts in my head to keep the noise level high. And there's always something to do.

For me, writing is the escape I seek. As the words form on the screen in front of me, my mind carries itself to that place I'm creating and develops a void where no sound can reach. Only the story may penetrate and the voice of the writer may speak. It's a lonely place, at times, but it serves as my own sanctuary of thought.

While the minutes drift by, the hours turn to days, and years mark the centuries of fantasy and wonder in this place. It's an odd sort of being, but welcome and quiet. Yes, I'm writing again. That's all that matters to me when I feel this way. The rest is edited for print.

Monday, January 9, 2012

Moon Season Revisited


Photo: NASA
I posted this before, but given the fact that I finished the final edits of ON FALLEN WINGS last night, it's fitting. Right now I'm heavy into formatting for print and E-Book. I've got 2 weeks and am going to reach my release date goal! ~ Jamie

It’s a full moon.
I draw my energy from nature, and have always found comfort in the blue rays from our neighbor in the sky. They remind me that there’s something out there, something we cannot touch or completely understand. The moon warms the depths of my creativity and sparks the flames of inspiration. On occasion, late at night, I’ve raised my arms to its glory and accepted its call to the mysterious unknown—shush, don’t tell anyone. Yes, I love the moon, and when it’s full, I’m at my prime.

I was born during a full moon. Since then, the moon and its phases has welcomed and guided me. When dark, I'm allowed to search the stars. When brilliant, I enjoy its magic and grace. Even when it's hidden by clouds, I know when there’s a full moon close; I can feel it.

Why am I sharing this? What could the moon possibly have to do with writing? To me, it’s everything. The people in the books I create worship nature. Every whisper of the wind, every storm, every star, has a place and a memory that is sacred to them. Their struggles revolve around the moon as much as their humanity. For them, the moon takes an entire season to cross the sky.

The original name the first book I keep mentioning was Moon Season. A huge part of me still wants to call it that. The main Character in my books is a girl named Rhiannon Phillips. She’s a Faerie. Her struggle during the Moon Season is the premise for the story. In my world, Faeries are chosen; they are sacred representatives of the village and its rites. I now title the book On Fallen Wings because I want to show the conflict Rhiannon faces.

This blog is about my adventure in the publishing process, and as nature speaks to me, I’ll share how it’s influencing my actions and try my best to explain my motivations. We live in a busy world that’s full of chaos and rumblings, and I’m hoping that, through my writing, I can take you away to a fantastic place where I’ve been escaping. I don’t want to give too much away before I can attach “published” to my bio, but I’m hoping you’ll join me for the journey. As Homer said, “the journey is the thing.”

Monday, January 2, 2012

Beginnings

Full disclosure: I'm writing this post under the influence of cough medicine.

2012 will be a lot of fun. That's it, that's my mantra.

I wish there were more words of brilliant wisdom that I could pass along you at this time, but unfortunately, I'm lacking right now. When I set my writing schedule, I always plan on hectic, crazy Decembers, but I had no idea how busy this year would be. In my superb planning for the release of ON FALLEN WINGS, I had a book trailer planned, promotional work, great giveaways, and lots of pure fun stuff to keep the excitement going. So...where is it? I'd like to know, too.

I'm not making the book trailer. No, I haven't lost interest. A major part of my planning for this book trailer was the inclusion of snow. Snow. That stuff that hasn't fallen. My book takes place in winter and the snow is a magical part of that. Alas, there is none, and I haven't had the time/energy to head up into the mountains just to film it. So I'm not doing the book trailer at the moment.

What about the rest? Well, it's coming. I'm keeping my release schedule, but I've had to focus my energy on fighting this blasted sickness over the last few weeks, so I've been silent (who wants to hear the sound of coughing tweets and posts? ew.) Anyway, look for good things in the future. I'll be back to my lively old self sooner than you can say DayQuil.

2012 will be a lot of fun.