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We miss you tons, Sienitas! Click here to be removed from family content. A Dragon's Egg and a Full-Circle Moment Okay, I have to share this—because it's one of the coolest things that’s happened to me as an author. A couple of weekends ago, my family went to one of those paint-your-own pottery places. My wife and kids picked bowls and plates. I chose… a dragon’s egg. (Of course I did.) I had a reference image on my phone—Elliah and the black dragon’s egg from Secrets of Deara—and I was doing my best to recreate it in glaze. An employee walked by, noticed the image, and said, “That’s an interesting picture. What is that?” I told her, “I write fantasy. That’s from one of my books.” She asked the title. I said, “Mother of Trees is the first book in the series.” She pulled out her phone, started typing… then stopped and looked up. “I already have that in my wish list,” she said. “Someone just recommended it to me yesterday. He’s going to be so jealous I met you.” I probably grinned like an idiot. But moments like that don’t come around often. And hey, if you’re the mysterious recommender—thank you. You made my week. Shepherds Update Still creeping forward on Shepherds of Truth. I think I managed a mere chapter-and-a-half since the last newsletter. Admittedly, we had a lot going on with my oldest heading off to college, but it seems like there's always something that needs my attention. I cranked through Secrets of Deara a lot faster during the time I was between jobs. Stupid bills! But progress is still better than the opposite... congress? (my apologies to the plethora of congresspeople who undoubtedly read this) Anyway, like I said, moving forward. Albeit slowly. All books by Steven J. Morris Indie Author ShowcasePrevious Newsletters
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Ten days until the end of Thaumatropic Roots. Ten days until the threads you’ve been following since Mother of Trees pull tight. Since “peace broke out like a plague.” Ten days. That’s all that stands between you and the end. I won’t overtalk this. If you’ve been waiting to see what becomes of Elliah, Hughelas, the dragons, and the fragile cage holding back the Father of Stones… It’s here. Every book has been tightening toward this. Mother of Trees. Bones of Cenaedth. Secrets of Deara. Every...
Elliah was never meant to carry this. She was born without magic in a world built on it.She was told what she could not be. Very few asked what she would become. And yet here we are. If you came to my work through The Guardian League, this is where the deeper current begins—the prison that holds the Father of Stones, the fracture in magic that echoes forward into Red’s world. The modern story stands on what happens here—even if it doesn’t know it yet. And Elliah’s world was not built for...