Here she is!
The final chapter of Sam and Delilah’s dramatic adventure of possessions, illusions, and love.
Sam and Delilah may be reunited, but that doesn’t mean they’ll survive.
A depressed and defeated Sam is lost without Delilah. One hour turned into sixty-six days. He’s desperate and alone. When Delilah finally makes her way back she’s in serious danger. And so is Sam. An underworld leader wants Delilah, and Sam is in the way. They’ll soon have to fight for not only each other. But their freedom.
Hell is after them.
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This was part of a 30 day letter writing challenge I did on a blog I used to have. On July 18th 2010 I was to write to a stranger. This is what I said:
I’m not really sure what to say to you. Being as I don’t know you, I have no idea as to your interests. I could tell you about myself. Although, I’m not sure what good that’ll do you. I’m not sure what good that will do me either.
What do you believe in? For you, what’s worth fighting for? I’m always intrigued by other’s ideas and notions. What’s most important to a person teaches me far more than “what do you do for a living?” Quite often our occupation is what’s there, not who we are.
I work in retail. It’s not what I “do”. It’s what I tolerate so I can have food and a car. See? You didn’t learn much about me there, did you? Oh well. It’s not as though you’re going to write back.
Do you believe in Destiny, Stranger? I do. I’m not really sure how it’s helping me, but I believe in it. I wish on stars, too. Although, lately, I’ve only stared at them. No wishing. I’m trying to give up wishing. It’s no good. Every dandelion, first star, 11:11, necklace chain and penny in a fountain wish has proved false. I never expected the wish to magically materialize before my eyes. I only thought that maybe putting that hopeful energy into the world would make things a little lighter.
But, alas, it did nothing.
Interesting how one can say things to a stranger and feel alright with it. I don’t know if you’re even listening. Doesn’t really matter, though, does it?
Goodbye, Stranger. Lovely chat.
I love my babies so much! They’ve been with me through a lot. And now that I added a husband, our family is complete.
Evie has been with me since 2006. She’s my best friend. Just ask her.
Chewey is my little boy. When we met, he was chewing up my brand new heels. I held a grudge for about a year. Long story short, he’s now my baby.
Pets are important family members. I dedicated my first book to mine. They’ve been with me through it all and my story telling wouldn’t be what it is without them cheering me on while simultaneously napping. They’re talented like that.
I’d love to hear about your fur babies!
Here’s a poem I wrote in 2009
that’s a little emo
Enjoy! (or gag, whichever)
The voice on the wind
sings of anguish.
Speak to me of beauty.
Speak to me of charity.
Speak to me of hope.
Things lost upon humanity.
An ever growing weed of hate coils
to strangle compassion.
Bringing the fall of grace
and the death of mercy.
Carry with you the hour of awareness
so we may survive the weakness of our pride.
Sing to us the song of unity.
can we sing the lullaby of peace.
I know it seems cliché, but I’m devastated by the passing of the exquisite David Bowie.
I’ve been a fan since I was eight years old.
He’s been an inspiration, role model, and friend. (I didn’t know him personally, wish I did, but I feel like I did. He’s always been there. I needed Space Oddity, Under Pressure, Labyrinth, and others more than once.)
I used to say if Bowie stopped me on the street and proposed marriage, I’d say yes without question. Now that I’ve married my husband, I’d settle for Bowie and me being super fun BFF’s.
And, one time, this friend of mine mentioned how upset he was when Brad Delp from the band Boston died. He really took it hard. I said, that would probably be my reaction when Bowie finally goes. He told me it would never happen. “Please,” he said, “Bowie is immortal.” And, I think a part of me really believed that. I mean really. While I know that his music, and presence, will live on forever, it still seems unnatural that he’s gone.
I’ll miss him.
And I will never, ever, forget him.
Have you checked out Demonic Impulse yet? Brace yourself. It’s not cute. It’s not fluffy.
It’s rough. It’s twisted. It’s dark.
And it’s packed with brutal honesty.
It’s even a bit sultry.
I’d love to know if any of you have read it. I also love discussing the ideas in my works, so comment below for some jazzy conversation.
Thanks for reading!
Don’t be fooled. It’s quite the opposite of a romance…
Demonic Impulse is on track, and might be available as early as this weekend! Very exciting!
I don’t want to say definitely this weekend, just in case something goes weird in formatting. Still! We’re so close.
Soon my friends… Soon…
And! I have a few updates about the book:
- Demonic Impulse is the first book in a series titled Demonic Illusions. So you can expect to see a lot more work being published, more often, in the future.
- Since it’s a novella, it will be priced low. I don’t want to say dirt cheap, because I respect my work. But, you could get it from a value menu. (I’m not sure if that suggests higher quality than dirt, but you get the idea)
- For now, Demonic Impulse will only be available on Kindle. The book is just too short for print copies. Terribly sorry for my readers that prefer a book in hand. If you don’t have a Kindle, the Kindle App is totally free, and works on Smartphones, desktops, laptops, and tablets. So you’ve got some options. Please feel free to email me if you need a digital copy other than Kindle. We can work something out. firstname.lastname@example.org is that email, or you can comment below. I read those diligently.
- But wait! There’s more! After a few more stories from the series have been published, I will be releasing collections. Those will definitely be available in a hard copy. So, stick with me physical copy readers. I haven’t forgotten about you. I love you. And, I will see to your literary needs!
That’s where I’m at for now. Please annoy all your friends and loved ones about Demonic Impulse. Tell them to keep an eye out for it, and follow me on one (or all) of my social media. Because I’m a super cool person, whom you love, and everyone should be OBSESSED with my work.
Just kidding! (Sort of)