Finally, I have the finalized cover for Strands of Existence 2: Sea of Shadows. I still need to format a version of it for the paperback but after that, we are all set for the sequel launch.
Ever since I published the last book in the series, I've been just focusing on anything and everything else but writing in an effort to see if there might be more to explore in the SoE universe without forcing it. I don't want to write just because I want to be able to say I'm writing a book. I want to write if I actually have something to share and tell. The only thing I know I will never write is a prequel. I really really dislike prequels. I mean, what is the point of them? We already know where the world will end up. That, of course only leaves me with one particular direction. The future. What happens in the world after what we have already established. I have the very beginnings of a story brewing in my head. Obviously, the characters will be completely new. The time frame will be hundreds of years after the four books to explore what the world has become and how life has evolved. Whether or not I'll ever get to writing it, is still up in the air. Any positive f...
Phew, well, now the series is complete, and I feel very weird about it. On the one hand, I'm happy I managed it, on the other hand, I have no idea what comes next, if anything, and I'm feeling a little empty. I'm glad to see people visit my blog, and I'm glad to see people buying the books. Putting this story out there in the ether without a publisher was daunting, not to mention time consuming, and the editors didn't come cheap either. Still, it has been lovely seeing that there are people out there who have liked the story, and hopefully, it will keep reaching new readers still. My main goal with this project was just to see if I could write something that people actually liked but do it my way without considering what is popular and what would sell and be easy to market. I wanted to write the story as I wanted to tell it and in the setting I wanted to tell it in, whether it would ever sell one copy or not. There are so many writers, published or self-published, ...
Why do I write? Because in a world where most people feel comfortable speaking and expressing themselves with speech, I feel alienated and alone at times. I love words. I love stories. But I can only relay them through written form. I’ve always been quiet on the outside, hiding what I really think and feel. I dread making phone calls, I hate giving speeches and presentations (though I’m actually quite good at such things). It just goes against the very fiber of my being and drains me. Writing energizes me. It makes me feel alive in my own little nook. I get to traverse very different worlds and see so many wonderful sights. I get to explore. It’s a strange thing to want to experience life. I want to travel and have all sorts of foods, drinks and soak up different influences… but while I love all of it, I can travel to far more rare places within. As a child, I had no trouble imagining a dragon landing in our yard. And in my eyes, it was as real as anything there. If you could hav...
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