1 week 53 followers and a cat who isn’t helping…

Wow what a week! I’ve been nervous about starting up a blog and had been putting it off for ages but now I really have no idea why. Thank you so much to everyone who has followed me😍😍😍. I’m really enjoying being a part of this crazy community and hope that the fun just keeps coming from here on out ☺️

I thought that maybe some of you would like to have a read of the opening paragraphs of my upcoming novel Chained and would love to hear any thoughts you have ☺️ I’m super nervous and excited about doing this but I’m just going to do jump in 😁 so here goes…
Chapter One

I slammed my palms against the cold glass that separated us but they didn’t react. 
 “Mom!” I shouted. “Dad!”

 They didn’t look up. No matter what I did, they didn’t look up from their work. The white lab was cold and unwelcoming but they seemed at home in it. They didn’t know what was coming, it was just like any other day. I slammed my palms on the glass again. They couldn’t hear me. 

 A blue light started flashing above their heads and they both turned abruptly to stare at it. My mom dropped the vial she was holding and it smashed into a thousand tiny pieces by her feet. 

 “Mom!” I screamed. Tears were running down my cheeks. “Dad!” My throat felt raw as sandpaper but I kept screaming and hammering on the glass. 

 Mom grabbed my dad’s hand. Their eyes met and in that second, they knew what was coming. 

 “No!” I yelled. “Please, run… please,” I sobbed. 

 Dad pulled my mom into his arms and kissed her hair. Their fingers dug into each other’s clothes and they held on so tightly it must have been painful. 

 I screamed again.

 The flames dove from the ceiling in a wave. They washed over my parents, kissing their skin and wrapping them in fingers of orange flame. Then I lost sight of them. There was only fire and my screams and burning. 
… I hope you like it because my cat Roly doesn’t care 😸

  

Re-writing re-writing re-writing πŸ˜²πŸ”«

So this is a little piece that expresses my thoughts on that magical time in an author’s work; the re-write. 

So you think the draft is finished? You think it’s pretty much done? You think you’ll give it a read again… And hope it’s just the one….
  
Everything is going well, it’s something from a dream but something awful catches your eye – you can’t believe what you’ve just seen…

  
Okay so now you go again, the punctuation’s fine. It must be perfect by now right? It must be there this time…

  
So finally you’re sure that there are no more misused words. You give the thing a read again but something else occurs…

  
A plot hole? How can that be, you thought you had it sussed! So you work again to fix it all and finally you trust…

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You sit and stare and think a while, can this truely be? It’s done for real; the final draft you thought you’d never see!

  

Welcome

Hi,

I am currently working on an upcoming dystopian saga called Cage of Lies and am hoping to get some of you lovely people interested in reading it! 😊

The entire series will comprise of five books; Chained, Linked, Broken, Bound and Free.

I have currently written drafts of all five books and will be releasing the series later in the year on kindle. (I’m just doing the millionth go over for all those pesky missing apostrophes 😲) So soon enough I will be taking a deep breath, closing my eyes and hitting ‘publish’ and I would love to have you along for the ride!

So if you love stepping into the unknown, following your heart, falling in love, and fighting for what you believe in then please follow me and check out my pages for more information on what I’m up to…

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