A sneak peek writing sample from Antiquity's Gate: Three Days Till Dawn!
I wasn't quite sure how to go about transferring the vision I had for Antiquity's Gate onto a cover that would do it justice. After all, I've poured my soul into these stories, shouldn't the covers reflect the same kind of love?
I see a lot of people trying to justify their own reasoning on Traditional Vs Indie publishing. I want to share why I'm making the choices I'm making on my journey, and maybe they'll help someone else on their own path!
If you write, you know there are a few basic kinds of writers. The kind who plot everything out, and the kind who fly by the seat of their pants. For the longest time, I was the latter.
My first experience with a real editor and my thoughts on the whole beautiful ordeal.
That is what brings me to this place, time and again. I am drawn to the Texas Roadhouse, not because I am one who can afford steak on the regular, but because of their soft warm buns, heaped in unassuming baskets and freely given, alongside that butter—oh, that butter.
This poem is an ode to Waldo, the sad little fella in my header image.
“Who was it?” I demand, trying to keep my voice cool and collected while my insides writhe uncomfortably. None of them make eye contact. They look around, focusing on a crumpled paper towel by the trashcan, or the dishes stacked by the sink, or the dog. Anywhere but at me.
I open my file, glance with trepidation at the myriad red marks and comment bubbles throughout, and promptly close it again. I just can't. Not right now.
Felix is a fictional character from Antiquity's Gate. He is a major player, and someone with whom, should you read the book, you will become closely acquainted. He is a fun-loving, joke-cracking, fiercely loyal Halfsie. Hold up. What's a Halfsie?
It was raining, that first day at the library. Sheets of water poured down the long panes of glass, obscuring my view of the swollen river just beyond the parking lot.
What are the things that you look for in a story?