Happy Easter!For my Christian brothers & sisters: I don't usually mention religion in my newsletter... I'm no C.S. Lewis. My characters cuss. Even the good ones. My latest story involves a dying goddess, and some pretty nasty fantasy creatures. I don't think I'm someone that people look at and wonder, "Whatever he's got going, I want to know more about it." Not exactly a light on a hill. But underneath all that, I love the idea that the Creator of the Universe sacrificed to draw us close. And we slip right into April FoolsI’ve got a couple of friends at work that rebuild classic cars for fun. They’re into cars. So when one needed to “get even” with the other for accidentally poisoning his dog (dog is okay), he did what anyone would do. He zip-tied an harmonica to his friend’s exhaust pipe, then proceeded to suggest things to take apart on his car to find the “strange noise”. Last I heard, after telling the friend to let him know if things got any worse, he zip-tied a second harmonica. I will take extra caution not to poison said person’s dog. To celebrate April Fools’ Day (🤷♂️), I’ve got Guardian of The Palace on a freebie deal at Amazon. As always, I’d love folks to shout out to their friends and followers to grab the book. I had a pretty good couple of weeks of writing. I finally worked out the middle of Book 2 (I liked the beginning and the end, but the middle just didn't connect... now it does.) The words are flowing, but my time is limited, so I can't catch them and pin them down (pen them down... ha!) as quickly as I'd like. I'm at 49k words, and I can see this becoming a full fledged 80-90k book with the parts I haven't written yet. So... yay! Spoiler section from the next book: Until recently, I hadn’t believed it possible to imbue general spells into anything other than paper. One cast, invoked by fire, and the scroll was gone. Communication crystals were a well kept secret, but I’d known of them through Zoras. He’d never explained how they’d worked, but I’d known they existed. Why had I believed paper to be so special? Okay, to be fair, both the ink and the quality of the parchment influenced a spell’s efficacy. But why had I thought that pairing to be unique?
Several things had opened my mind to the possibility that spells could reside in more than paper. One, the High Elves had deployed something to defend the Mother of Trees. It wasn’t a scroll: it had triggered multiple times. Second, the armory in Alenor had burned to the ground after purportedly imbuing their armor with protective spells. That screamed of a secret somebody wanted hidden.
Third, my own scroll… the one where my blood had mixed with the ink. I’d felt the scroll activate in a way I’d never felt before, like a fish nibbling your line, making you wonder if you were about to pull in dinner, or something had nabbed your bait. In fact, I’d never felt anything when one of my scrolls had been activated. Not an itch under my skin, nor the hairs on the back of my neck rising. Until that scroll.
I'm toying with the idea of hiring a developmental editor for the next book. I think it might be a great learning experience. Edith Pawlicki (fellow writer... definitely check out her books) did that for me on Book 1, and I loved the feedback and want more of it. My only hesitation is the price. I've put out a request on Reedsy (new for me), and I'm learning the system. I also put in a Reedsy request for changing the covers of The Guardian League, but I got so irritated (really the way Reedsy works more than anything... I wasn't happy with the interface) that I pulled the plug on that effort. I suspect my covers aren't right for the my audience, though I appreciate that some of you have said you think they're great. I'd love your opinion - do people dismiss The Guardian League because of the covers? (Really, tell me.) Indie Author ShowcaseWriter's CornerI'm going to throw out there that I'm tired of getting bombarded with information on improving my writing and marketing. And when I say bombarded, I mean it. Everyone and their dragon is trying to tell me what I could do better. Correction, they're trying to sell me something that will help me on my journey. So up front, I want to tell you that you are free to ignore anything I share for writing. Absolutely protect your time and money. That said, I'm going to share a few things that have worked for me. One thing I've stumbled on that I feel has helped me grow my audience better than anything else I've tried is Story Origin. They enable cross-promotions through newsletters, and you can search/sort by categories... basically you find authors with similar audiences and agree, through their interface, to swap mentions. You've seen those in my emails for a couple of months now. There's a lot of up front setup, connecting your mailing lists and books to their system. But if you're at all tech savvy, it's not a problem. Previous Newsletters
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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...
Before we finish this, let me remind you where we left off. The world is fraying. The Father of Stones presses at the edges of the cage.Dragons carry memory like a wound.The elves gather for a final strike at the trolls, while mutual distrust keeps them apart.And the cost of holding the line has only grown heavier. Shepherds of Truth does not introduce a new conflict. It answers the one we’ve been circling since Book One. Here’s a brief moment from early in the book: He lay curled on the...
Subject: It ends April 13. It’s strange to write this. On April 13, I release Shepherds of Truth. Book Four. The end of Thaumatropic Roots. When I started Mother of Trees, I didn’t know how far this story would travel. I didn’t know who would live. I didn’t know what it would cost. Now I do. This final book pulls together threads that have been tightening since the beginning—the Mother of Trees and Father of Stones, dragons, elves, and their ancient troll enemies, the choices that were made...