Hello strangers and whom ever is still following my blog!! I appreciate you all sticking around. And don’t blame ya if you didn’t! The impromptu hiatus came as a result of burn out, imposter syndrome and life.
Sometimes things just get overwhelming. As a sensitive person, feeling energy of others, managing my own mental health… things can get out of hand. And fast! And that’s what happened.
I lost sight of balance. I forgot hot or cope and manage life and myself. So things fell off the to-do list. Which means this blog went quiet.
It’s life. Just how it is. I’m going to try to slowly come back here and there. I won’t make any promises. But I’m going to make an effort to be here.
In the next week I’ll share an update on my novel and where I’m at with it. Yes, I’ve been chugging along on it this whole time. No. I’m not done. And I’ll explain more in another post.
Thanks again for reading! If you enjoy an unapologetic, raw and real writer documenting her journey through life and this world- be sure to subscribe and follow along!
Oh and ps. Drink the water! 💋
Well, this it is with surreal excitement that I can say I’ve finished the first draft of Seraphim, book one of Trials of the Outborn series.
I set that goal for myself a few days ago, the end of this particular path in sight, the light at the end of the tunnel could be seen blinking it’s beautiful sparks at me. And I arrived at the clearing and am currently basking in the glow of this new light. The writing journey is a series of these paths, each one unique to the writer of course but to the story, to the genre and to the moment, so many variables. For me, this path consisted of a fiery beginning when the story came to light. When Emric came to me in a dream like place and opened my eyes to this love that could survive centuries. I traveled along the road with Emric, seemingly easy, paved and well laid out until the road quickly turned to gravel and shortly after to quicksand. Swallowing me whole, I remained lost in this place, circling about and wondering where to turn, how to change the scene, where would help come from and if it would ever find me. The story stalled. And I wept, I cringed and had to put it down. Laying myself within the clutches of burn out and quicksand, up was down, and down was up, no left or right just spinning in thought.
Until a slippery moment surfaced and life was breathed deep into my lungs finally. The sand was coughed out and cleared, the trees parted and I saw a tiny foot path, just wide enough for me to explore. It was slick with uncertainty and still I pressed on, driven by a force that refused to led up. That was when I wrote my novella, a spin off, a prequel to Seraphim. Unknowing it was the fuel I needed to jump back in and travel again alongside Emric. And with the words of a dear friend, I dove into the depths of this trail, mostly submerged, waist deep in muck and gruel. Still, the voices of my characters pushed me through. The support of my friends made me keep going. Holding me accountable, providing room to vent and breathe and scream when the trial seemed hopeless. Still I kept going.
I’m so glad that I’ve come through, the path changed again, become dry and lighter, easier to travel along. It became a race to the finish line. Distractions arose and tried to stop me. But I continued. And here I am. On the other side of that path. The meadow here of flowers and butterflies has me resting and catching my breath. I’ll lay here for a bit I think.
The next path is unknown, uncharted territory. But I’m preparing my maps, preparing my tools and weaponry. I will face the awaiting trail in earnest. Here’s to the editing process!
I will keep you posted in my progress. The goal is to post every Sunday. At the least. I do hope you are enjoying your day and getting sleep. Drink your water. And breathe some fresh air! It’ll help your soul. I promise. Till next time. 🕯
The last time I wrote about my novel it was called The Fractured Veil. Well that’s changed. A lot has happened since then. And it’s for the best!
The Fractured Veil is still alive and well. Emric and Arryn are still on their journey. Not much has changed as far as the content goes. But the title has changed. And I have a series name!! This is when you all gasp!
The Fractured Veil is now simply Seraphim, book one of Trials of the Outborn.
It took me spending a few months developing a book from the point of view of Arryn, prior to when Seraphim occurs to realize I needed to revisit and finish that book first. So. That’s what I did. After a few betas read the book, I determined that while it wasn’t a waste of time. It certainly took a bit longer for me to get back into the novel than I would’ve liked.
The first draft is nearly done, and then the revisions and edits are to follow. It’s an exciting and stressful time. I hope you enjoy hearing more behind the scenes and if you want more head on over to my Instagram. Thanks again and happy reading!
Morning everyone!! (It’s Sunday morning for me.) or afternoon, evening… depending on where you are. Hope it’s been good to you so far! I wanted to say hello to many of you that have come by after my post on Instagram! Thank you all so much for checking it out!!
I started this blog/website originally a year ago, it didn’t go far, I got overwhelmed and couldn’t keep it up. So it went dormant. And now, I feel much more prepared to balance this and my other social media pages. I’m so excited to see where this goes!!
If there’s anything weird, confusing about the page please let me know!! Haha, I am no pro at this and there are always things that seems to not work how I’d like or weirdness that I might miss. So please, if you have constructive feedback on anything that is off, or anything you’d like to see here. Please don’t hesitate to comment!! I truly want to give as much as I can of myself here and give you content that you enjoy reading!
Sunday’s are my usual days to post, there may be a poetry or random thought post in the middle of the week too. Ya just never know!!!
I’ve been in a writing slump for some time now and that’s okay, ebb and flow, sometimes the writing comes in floods. And other times it’s a darn drought! I know enough of my self though that when I’m creative elsewhere, if I’m working with clients and creating for their books. My creative juice is flowing for them. And that is completely okay!! I am actually honored to give them that part of me.
I am also embarking on a new book project of my own, handwritten, completely designed by myself. I’ll include an example of what it might look like… to give ya a taste.
This is merely a morsel of what’s to come! Let me know what you think!!
I hope you all have a wonderful week ahead, stay safe out there and drink your water!! (I say it as a reminder more for me than you but still!!)
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!
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…
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.
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.”
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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…