What a Week!

Hello readers!! Welcome back! It’s a new week!! Happy Monday to everyone and phew let’s hope this week goes better than the last!! Last week was the longest ever.

It’s been a good week since my last post, I started off pretty hot and heavy here and fizzled out. Kind of my MO. But ah well. Such is life. Last week began with my sister being in the hospital. She’s fine. Not Covid. She went in for severe abdominal pain and had to have surgery to remove her gallbladder. Her liver though was quite inflamed and bought her a couple more days in the hospital. Scary for sure. Thankfully she’s fine.

My writing has completely shut down in terms of my novel, I decided to re-outline what I had written so far and double check pacing. Looking for plot holes and making notes of anything to add. It was a quick alternative to editing what I had written. And it really helped. I’m excited for what’s to come and anxious to see the book come to an end. Book two I’m super excited for, there’s so much history and research involved. It’s going to be a lot of fun to write.

In other news I’m readying my house for Christmas and getting everything prepped and ready for the holiday that is fast approaching. It’ll be here before we know it!! I’m so excited to see my lil dudes face this year!! How are you all handling the approaching holiday?? Getting things ready?!

My other question is this… I see a lot of authors on Instagram use a greeting of sorts, “hey there wayfarers, stargazers, sirens…” is that something you enjoy or do you roll your eyes a bit reading it?! Let me know! Drop a comment!!

Have a wonderful day and week ahead, posting will be once a week unless something pressing arrives and I can’t wait to share it. Drink your water, get the fresh air and enjoy the little moments!!

Writing Slump

Well happy Sunday, or that’s when this is being written so… happy whichever day you find yourself reading this!! Thanks for being here!

This past week was rather interesting for me, I barely wrote for the novel, I barely engaged on social media, it was really just a time of introspection and exploration. Which has been great!! I had some work too which was a lot of fun and I’m so excited to see the final product come together.

Today… today I have plans of writing out a new outline for The Fractured Veil. Which should help me see the holes I’ll need to fill once I’m done with it. But… it should help me bridge to the ending. I’m 25k short of where I’d like to be when I begin editing. While I’m outlining book one, I plan on outlining book two and three. Which should also ensure they flow together properly. Color me excited!!!

On a side note, I’m terrified to share my blog with my peers. 😂 Idk why?! Just like… who would want to read my rambling crap?! Lol. Ah well. Here we go.

I hope you all have an awesome day! Drink that water! Relax and enjoy time watching some holiday movies. I might include some photos of the outlining process. We’ll see!! No promises.

The Fractured Veil Characters

Good morning, if it’s morning for you. It’s 4:41am for me… why am I up…. a toddler of mine went to bed too early, and I have chronic insomnia. A recipe for long nights and even longer days. But that’s a different topic for a different day!!

LETS TALK ABOUT THESE AMAZING CHARACTERS!!!!!

Here is my protagonist, my main male character, Emric.
Introducing my main female character, Arryn.
I’m pleased to present my antagonist, my third main character, Samson.

Through shadow and time, the heart wins out over the mind, under cloaked passions and with tempest connections you’ll find the divine.

Emric lands himself face to face with a red headed siren in a coffee shop on the coast of the Pacific Northwest town of Anacortes. Quickly she challenges his demonic charge as a bounty hunter of souls here on earth. But Emric has a secret.

While working in Anacortes, Washington, Emric must decide if this alluring redhead Arryn is worth altering his entire life for and destroying the only foundation he’s known through centuries of time.

Become a fugitive of Hell while confronting personal demons of his own, buried deep within himself which could sabotage everything or ignore the tugging of heartstrings altogether?

Emric must decide… his existence depends on it.

Stay tuned for more as I slowly reveal more about each one and other aspects of the story. These characters have been such a huge joy exploring and getting to know them. I absolutely love them and think of them throughout the day.

Drop some comments about your first impression of these three!!!

Thanks again! Enjoy your day!!

Writing Woes

Well, happy December 1st! We made it! I hope you all are fairing well and whatever may be happening in your day to day isn’t too stressful and overwhelming. I know with the way the world is right now, everyone is struggling in different but significant ways. So hang in there!!

Ever feel like your writing is just… crap? Yea?! I’m right there too. I’m 3/4 of the way done with my novel… phew that’s huge! Except, I hit a huge wall in my storyline. Certain things are out of place, there’s a few plot holes that need fixing, and the pacing is a bit rough. And I’ve got 25k left to write. Yikes!!!

BUT THAT’S OKAY!!!! It’s a rough draft for a reason!! (I keep reminding myself that but I’m still struggling…)

Apparently the message I received last week about my snippet (which I discuss under “When someone “helps.”) apparently that is still getting to me. Psyching me out. I will admit my confidence is fragile with the novel. I’m trying really hard to get it in check. And go easy on myself. That’s really hard for me though.

I’m tempted to edit what I have so far, I think it’ll give me a better idea on where to go in the end. I know how it ends… I just can’t seem to get there yet. Frustrating.

Outlining and planning have been my friend in the past, so maybe I can get away with doing that for the end and hold off on editing. I’m not sure. I’m merely venting and sharing my woes.

You’re not alone. Write the thing. You got this.

Enjoy the day and keep pressing forward. You’ve got this. Today is short and sweet. Talk to ya later!

Found this on Pinterest.

Balancing Beam

You ever teeter more than you’d like, tipping in one direction compared to another? I do. With life and passion, with dreams and responsibility there is always a balancing act happening. Some days, I don’t feel like I have it together. Like my equilibrium is damaged. First and foremost I’m a mom to a very active four year old, who…

Thanksgiving 2020

Brief thoughts today…

As we set upon today, if you’re in the US or an American celebrating somewhere else maybe… I hope we remember the value of family and life. Of connection. Of the tribe we grew up with. Of the history and of the path we’ve taken and gone down to reach here. Whatever that means for you. I hope today we just remember. Everything.

I remember my aunts voice yelling from the kitchen about someone grabbing more butter from the fridge, and someone yelling back to watch the pot on the stove as it’s about to boil over. I remember rolls being thrown from one room across the kitchen to the little table where my sisters and I liked to sit. I remember searching for salt and pepper and then sitting down as my stomach growled while awaiting the blessing of the food and the gathering. I remember.

I know our history as a country has come under fire and while I won’t ignorantly deny what our founding fathers did when they arrived in this land, I also understand I can’t do anything about those events. I choose to remember my reality, my memories, my family and the warmth I felt growing up and the things I want my child to know as he grows too.

Today, in 2020, things are strange, things are scary, things are… different. However you choose to spend this day I hope you do so with some heart and gratitude. However you spend today I hope that it’s something you can look back on and be comfortable with as time continues. People celebrate and carry on differently. I’d like to think we all do so to the best of our ability and what we feel is the best choice for ourselves. Today, I’ll let go of the history of this year, I’ll move past the chaos and the hate, I’ll move past the disruptions and unrest, I’ll let it go today. Because today, is something I want to look back on and say I gave my child the best day I could. I want him to feel that warmth and connection.

I hope we can allow ourselves the forgiveness for the past and move forward with light and positivity. Try not to judge others for their feelings and how they’re handling things. I’m giving myself the ability to mind my own business and breathe.

So despite the world today, I hope today is kind to you. I hope today is full of warmth and I hope your day goes well. If you’re struggling please know you’re not alone. Reach out and call someone. The holidays are hard on so many in the best of circumstances, 2020 is certainly not that… so please, reach out. Check on your neighbors, check on your friends, your coworkers, check on them. Please. It might be the prayer they’re seeking, you might be coming to them just in time. Please. Check on them.

Wishing you all an amazing day.

When Someone “Helps”

Today I’d like to talk about something that I’ve personally experienced. Something I find can be counterproductive to the less confident writer and unless it’s handled properly can come off quite abrasive.

Unsolicited advice, critiques, suggestions… however you want to word it, whatever you want to call it… it can be really quite annoying and a bit damaging to the delicate confidence of a writer.

Now while I am quite confident in my poetry, I stand by my writing and voice when I write poetry, the novel I’m working on is a different story. I often suffer from imposter syndrome, I lack confidence and am overly critical of my skill as a novelist. So when someone decides to share their opinion or critique of a post or excerpt it can really take some rallying to pump myself up afterwards. While I am sure this person was completely harmless in their suggestions and overall was doing so from a good place, I wonder though is it even necessary?

I ask this because well… for starters, it’s a first draft, it’s a rough first draft, there will be errors, there will be things that need fixing. If that had been taken into account, is the advice helpful? Probably not. You’re doing more damage to that insecure writer rather than lifting them up.

Am I going to continue writing? Absolutely!! Am I going to try to edit the excerpts as best as I can before posting them so no one can come at me with this advice… yup!!

The moral of the story. Think twice before opening your mouth to a writer… I mean it.

Have you received unsolicited advice that was counterproductive? More harm than good? Let me know in the comments.

As always, drink your water, take your Turkey out of the freezer if you’re cooking one and stay well.

Face Reveal

Hello again!! Here’s my face. Lol.

I’ll properly introduce myself. Hi, I’m Tilly.

I don’t typically share my face, at least not very often. I prefer it that way. When I began writing and sharing on Instagram I didn’t feel comfortable putting my face out there. There’s a lot of creeps and I just wanted my work to stand on its own. So I created my infamous avatar. Which looks just like me. It became the face of Tilly.

I’ll never remove the avatar. It is who I am. It’s what I’m known for. It’s how people know it’s me. But I understand how having a real face to connect to can help readers. So I’ll share my face from time to time.

To be completely honest, I was scared to share my face. When I began sharing my poetry on Instagram it was a lot of bleeding out my trauma. Because of the nature of my writing and where I live, I was worried my abuser would find my account if it was attached to my face. So anonymously posting was better for me. Which leads me to reveal that my real name is not Tilly. It’s a pen name. My real name won’t be shared though. A little mystery is good for ya. 😉

I hope you enjoyed this little snippet. And seeing my face.

Where it all began…

When I joined Instagram over a year and a half ago I had no intention of writing poetry again. It was something I had done in my past but certainly not recently.

After 6 months in the poetry community I put my first self published poetry book out. Something I never imagined that I would do.

And then nearly a year later I self published my second poetry book. But during that time I had written a piece for a prompt. I was given a song lyric… “he’s coming back from somewhere he never should’ve been..” it’s from The Thunder Rolls by Garth Brooks. A song I was actual fond of and had grown up with.

I wrote two pieces for the prompt. And one… had something to it… it had a story. I was inspired to write a part two… giving the characters more interaction and history, then a part three, and that eventually went on to be six parts. People were hooked and so was I. And that is where The Fractured Veil was born.

Below you’ll see the original poem to begin the journey into Emric and Arryn’s story.

“Curtains of snow blankets the hills as it falls effortlessly from the frozen sky above,
Not a whisper would be uttered as the shadow people slipped from their hell,
The trees protested softly echoing their disdain for the touch of darkness that fell,
Without warning there was one that could quiet the moans of the suffering, emerging,
He returned from somewhere he never should’ve been, but called to the cause,
He’d never turn down a chance to right his own sins, marked by the darkness only the brave would ever mention, for fear of merely speaking it into existence,
Battle scars and wounds delivered from this life or the last, they lie deeply embedded into the soul he truly for forever resented,
Called upon by the angels that fell, to ferry the very beings he battled once beside satan in hell, As they make their way across the veil, he will forever be carrying the weight a reaper knows too well, charged with the duty to keep order among the light, he knows this is everlasting souls plight,
Collecting of the artifacts cast out by the witches of old times, he would not be troubled by their sinister crimes, their evil could not penetrate the armor given by Mephostopheles himself, there is no telling of the demons he’s seen but he is of their kind if you can read his tell, but who could, a seer to see him for the man beneath it all, she was always the one to help behind the scenes to deliver a light for him to unfreeze, he was always coming back from somewhere he never should have been, understanding his heart and soul was tarnished with a curse beyond our comprehension of old, he hunted them down wherever they may roam, often traveling between the two worlds, a sinister hunter, a collector, his very own bringer of a doomsday spell, to her, hell existed on earth and she’d hold him close for all she was worth, as his feet crunches the snow of this land, he remembers how it felt to feel the brush of her hand, her warmth unlike that of anyone else he had known, she saw him for more, what it was, was unknown, he knew he’d never leave this earth and for her sake he hoped she’d stay with him to remain his hearth.”

Hope to see you come back for more, be sure to like the blog, submit your email for notifications of most recent blog posts so you don’t miss any exciting material!! Remember to drink water and be safe!!

Intro to The Fractured Veil

Hey there!! Hopefully you’re doing well as you read this and your day/night has gone great for you! It’s time I introduce the novel I’m working on The Fractured Veil.

The Fractured Veil is best described as a paranormal romance. There’s demons, and light beings, love and a turmoil, all during present day, modern times in the state of Washington.

The story of an immortal man, a bounty hunter working for a demon who survives on the light and energy of purer souls. The perfect life, moving from town to town, seeing the world, experiencing new things and people until someone changes everything.

The “mark” that’ll disrupt the life of ease but there doesn’t seem to be a choice. The soul, the heart knows what it’s needs and wants and when Emric meets Arryn, the way of things is shattered.

Join Emric and Arryn on this epic journey of love as they discover each other and what this all means, while avoiding destruction from Samson who desires and needs Arryn. As she is something of great worth to someone like Samson…

You’ll have to stay tuned to find out.