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Eidolons Interview

  • Let’s start at the beginning… Are you a hugger? Kiss both cheeks? A hearty handshake or maybe a distant nod across the room?

Will we go on till we’ve come to the end: then stop? I’ve got an online friend visiting Korea for me, the PyeongChang Olympics, and kimchi and we agreed we’ll be rubbing each other’s bellies. Otherwise I’m more of a nodder, but I’ll go with whatever. If a friend’s a hugger, I hug. Haven’t met any cheek kissers—fortunately.

  • When and how did you know you were a writer? Did any books help you along the way?

No books specifically inspired me or made me think “I want to be a writer now.” I’ve just done it since first grade when we had the Scholastic Books contest. They gave everyone the hardcover journal and the losers drew their stories while the winners had their parents do it. I had this totally original concept of a super hero that surfed through space fighting crime except he was also on fire through some magic. Then I kept writing till I was nineteen and learned how to write. That’s when I felt like I was a writer. Had my first short story (http://www.orangepeals.com/short-stories/loving-a-mutt) published in the college literary magazine and it won a contest. That was also when I switched from trashy genre fiction to literature. College made me a bit of a snob with text. I enjoy my trash visually in TV, movies, and let’s plays, but when I read, my editing brain flicks on at the first stock phrase or weak verb and breaks my immersion, but now I appreciate books like Nick Cutter’s The Troop (horror story) more because it uses its strong literary writing to terrify readers whereas everyone recommended The Hunger Games saying, “Well the (terrible, awful garbage first-person, present tense) writing isn’t very good, but it’s a good story!” I maybe inserted a few words for them.

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  • Eidolons has a fascinating premise- how do you see the Grim Reaper as a character and why did that speak to you?

Anita, my Grim Reaper, is the one that makes the story happen. TK is the story, but he’s this college kid who drifted through life and is now drifting as a ghost, deflecting everything with sarcasm or apathy. Anita has to drag that out, make him care, make him open up, which was fun to do because the usual Grim Reaper trope is a faceless, neutral skelly-man that’s calloused by eternity and Anita has flesh still. She still remembers what it was like to be alive. So even though she’s prickly, understandably irritated that everyone hates her or fears her, she has a lot of sympathy for the living and dead. I also liked subjecting her to an unseen otherworldly bureaucracy that makes her do paperwork.

  • Is there another genre that you enjoy- just as a pure fan? What is it?

Sci-fi. I was named after Harrison Ford and my first movie memory was going to Tales from the Crypt in theaters when I was probably 4, but my second and important movie memory is being on our ratty plaid sofa, the lights off, with my special blanket with rocking-horse designs and tickly, stringy edges so you knew which was the long way, and I was watching that lightsaber duel in Empire Strikes Back with such dramatic colors lighting the smoke. And the part where the circular window gets blown out and Luke’s sucked out—that was the moment I suddenly knew I existed. I was seven. I have memories from before: Jimmy Pounds throwing up on the Kindergarten reading rug, a spider twisting as it let out its web till it landed in my palm and shoving it in my mouth at our first house, usual kid stuff, but they were scattered, unconnected. After that moment with the window getting blown out, my life had a narrative.

  • Can you share one resource: website, marketing strategy, social media medium that you feel has most helped you and could help other writers on their way?

Have a website. Mine is OrangePeals.com, which is both a pun and a reference to a JD Salinger story. A lot of people, probably wisely, just use their names. Blogger, Blogspot, LiveJournal, Xanga, Angelfire, Wattpad, Twitter, YouTube, Facebook, etc. are all great free resources for building your audience but they’re temporary. Your website, so long as you pay your domain registrar, is going to be a constant and you have control with the aesthetics, the analytics, the advertising, so on and so on. It’s great for reaching out to passionate readers.

  • What do you wish your readers could know about you?

The reason I haven’t had sex since 2012 is a long distance, star-crossed-lovers romance with a woman I met online who is from a Muslim family that lives in a country where forced arranged marriages are accepted so she was removed from medical school a year before she’d be a full doctor to live with distant relatives in Saudi Arabia, which I think everyone knows is awful for women who just got the vote but still can’t drive and yet somehow (oil, money) they’re the allies to a lot of Western countries, and she awaited the official marriage doing housework, covering up her hair and face, rarely getting to leave the apartment or see the sky, and suffering regular abuse. A grandfather was sick and they were waiting for him to recover or die so she just had to wait and hope until that hope started to hurt because it felt pointless, but the marriage fell apart after a year where she met the guy twice in that first week for the legal ceremony and yet she was still stuck there another two years. It shredded her sense of self-worth because she wasn’t allowed to be productive or grow as a person. We contacted UN Women, UNHCR, Amnesty International and a lot of other smaller groups including my parents begging for help so she’d be free of essentially slavery. They either ignored us or told us “Good luck.” The story features heavily in my next novel, coming 2018—my website has some sample chapters (http://orangepeals.com/untitled). So the tragedy of this all is not that I haven’t gotten lucky in half a decade, but that’s the humorous lead-in to some real turmoil that destroys a lot of girls in Saudi Arabia and neighboring countries.

Unrelated question: Know how to fake someone’s death and smuggle them across borders?

  • We’re just a month out from the Holiday Season- if you could give EVERYONE a gift… and expense or transportation was no object- what would you give them?

A copy of the game Undertale. Since this is hypothetical, it’s like ten bucks on Steam. It works better for gamers who are aware of the tropes in RPGs so they can appreciate how they’re subverted, but regardless, it’s a beautiful story of how difficult it is trying to understand one another and yet still worth the pain. Be gentle with one another.

  • Denim versus leather- compare and contrast. It’s an argument that may never be settled. What’s your preference and why?

I’m not German or Canadian so I don’t know where the two would overlap in my life. Denim is for pants. Leather is for coats and car seats. Leather is purely style though. Or if you get in a lot of knife fights. In central Illinois where I grew up, you need insulation against the negative Fahrenheit wind chills and leather doesn’t have that. More of a fall or spring choice. Jeans work year-round.

  • If you had to choose… Vegas or New York… where would you go? Why does your choice speak to you?

You shouldn’t threaten me so publicly. I guess Vegas. I have two friends there and only one in New York so that must mean I’m a typical Fire Sign utilitarian who goes where his friends are. I’m not a city person though. I grew up in a town of 9,000 and for college, scaled up to a town of 10,000. Then left for Korea which is mostly cities, but unless it’s Seoul or Busan (no one really visits Daegu), the cities don’t feel big. My current one, Yeosu, is 300,000 and before that Cheonan was 600,000, but each neighborhood feels like a small town that sprawled into the next small town.

  • And lastly… what is your favorite reward after a long day of writing—that little treat you give yourself?

I spoil myself with hours of gaming, bouncing around PC, PS4, WiiU, and since there’s a newish Pokemon out, 3DS, but I’m not sure I’ve finished a single game last year.

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 All About Harrison Fountain by Harrison Fountain-

These author bios are generally in third person, right? That’s a little weird for me so—

Harrison Fountain said, “In Kindergarten, Mrs. Augustson sent me to Special Ed because of my speech impediment, the result of a 4-year-long ear infection that garbled the input and so a few letters needed the pronunciation corrected. I had to work on my Ss, Cs, Ks, Ws, Rs, Bs, Ps, Ts, Qs, Ds, Xs, Ls, and Ns.

Every year in elementary school, Scholastic gave students a hardback book with empty cream pages for us to scribble in as part of a school-wide contest. I never won. The kid in my grade who did plagiarized If You Give A Mouse a Cookie and those biased, paid-off judges didn’t even mention my amalgamation of the Silver Surfer and the Human Torch.

Still, I kept writing, finishing my first novel in my 7th grade Physical Science spiral notebook where the narrator’s best friend was an orange alien with green hair named Carrot. My next novel about a boxer, I started in high school before I’d ever even watched boxing, and fighters called out their moves (“The Double Rocket Upper—no, wait! It’s a TRIPLE ROCKET UPPERCUT!!!”) like they were Pokemon.

No one taught me to write until my second year at college when Mr. Johnson called me to his office as he did with all his creative writing students and then he bloodied my first draft of a character sketch claiming his marks were “just ink.” I almost cried. A few visits later, I’d written a character sketch about my sister’s divorce and the family dog. He crossed out a lot like usual. Told me why. Then he scrawled an A at the top. It’d be my first published short story (http://www.orangepeals.com/short-stories/loving-a-mutt/).

The pride felt earned for once.

While studying in Wales without satellite TV or an Xbox, I started a blog called Nothing Fazes a Ghost, where I posted weekly chapters. Those 10,000 views with ad revenue earned enough for a pizza. After a few years and a few drafts, it became Eidolons.

I also teach English to adorable Korean kids who, in turn, teach me cutie poses.”

Links

http://www.orangepeals.com/

http://www.orangepeals.com/short-stories/typos

Buy on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Eidolons-Harrison-Fountain/dp/0692652353/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1479225852&sr=8-1&keywords=eidolons+harrison

Title: Eidolons

Author: Harrison Fountain

Genre: Literary Fantasy

When TK dies in a car accident, the Grim Reaper gives him a second chance at life, but he says it’s more fun being a ghost. As he haunts his small Iowa town, his sleek shell of sarcasm cracks to a terrified lonely inner self. Find out why he’d rather be dead.

 

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This week’s song is No More Drama by Mary J. Bilge. Not metal, certainly, but an emotion laden, passionate song and I dig passion. Thankfully my day-to-day life contains little drama. As I’ve gotten older I find I have less and less time for it and for those individuals who flock to it—moths to its alluring but exhausting flame. There is too much I wish to do and too many people I’d love to spend my spare time with, time that I find more and more precious as the years slide by.

Years sliding by… that’s an excellent start to a central theme to this week’s post. Midlife crisis. When I was younger the words seemed a bit of a joke. Such a cliché, laden with images of men and women’s thickening middles and thinning hair. The specter of eyes losing their sparkle, and clothing just a bit out of step with the current trends. It brings echoes of ridiculous red sports cars and paramours far too young to be on the arm of their aging suitor… this dynamic applies equally to men and women these days. See, ladies, we’re breaking that glass ceiling bit by bit, even the gross parts.

I’m an optimist so I’m convinced I’m just hitting my midpoint, perhaps not even there yet. *big cheesy grin* This means I’m due to live to ninety-four, but hey, let’s go big, centurion style. You’re all invited to my 100th birthday party. Regardless, if I haven’t past the midpoint then I can see it. What’s more, the people around me can see it, too. A whole generation of crazy kids who can’t shake the feeling that somehow time has almost caught them. Though not old, there is a shared sense that we won’t be young forever.

Most of us are still attractive, we can catch someone’s eye. We feel good. In large part, we are healthy. Yet, looming in the back of our minds is an ugly thought: for how much longer? These are the years when a person needs to seriously take stock of their life. Are we ready for retirement? Have we chosen our friends wisely? Our careers? Our spouses? If there’s a dream to be fulfilled then are we truly chasing it? Or has it slipped beyond our grasp?

At the end of the day these all blend into the one big quandary… If in fact our days are finite then how do we want to spend the time allotted to us?

That’s where the song comes into play. (See how I circled back?) One of the decisions that has the biggest impact on anyone’s potential for happiness is who to spend that time with. For many that decision involves a partner, a spouse. I am both lucky and unlucky in that regard. I married an adorable, loving, hard-working man whom I’m crazy about. When we’re together it’s good, very good. Problem is, he is that hard-working guy and he takes his role as provider very seriously. Translation? He travels… a lot. So, that’s rough. I’m white-knuckling it until I can go with him or his circumstances change (ie retirement).

But I know I picked a good guy.

I’m watching very dear friends wrestle with their home situations. Some have already made the leap, while for others it’s only a matter of time. You can hear it in their voices, grieving for the death of a marriage they don’t even realize they’re leaving yet. In almost every single instance, I’m convinced it’s the right choice for both partners. The drama, the continual bad news, the sadness that permeates these households is not good. Not for the spouses, not for the kids, not even for the pets. Marriage is work. It is commitment. It is compromise and sacrifice. But not this much sacrifice. Not this much ugliness. Not you and your spouse bringing out the very worst in one another.  The road from point A to point B is long and will suck, but I hope it leads to happier times. And there’s that word again. Time.

Time is short and precious. Our days are numbered whether we recognize the fact or not. Make them good days. No more drama, no more pain. Sing it, Mary.

So you’re having a mid-life crisis? Good for you! I hope you are finding a way to make your life worthwhile, a road to happiness for yourself and for those near and dear to you.

Lyrics to No More Drama by Mary J. Blige

So tired, tired of these drama
No more, no more
I wanna be free
I’m so tired, so tired
Broken heart again
Another lesson learn
Better know your friends
Or else you will get burn
Gotta count on me
Cause I can guarantee
That I’ll be fine
No more pain (no more pain)
No more pain (no more pain)
No drama (no more drama in my life)
No one’s gonna make me hurt again
What a player fool
Go through ups and downs
Nowhere and all the time
You wouldn’t be around
Or maybe I like the stress
Cause I was young and restless
But there was long ago
I don’t wanna cry no more
No more pain (no more pain)
No more game (no more game messin with my mind)
No drama (no more drama in my life)
No one’s gonna make me hurt again
No more tears (no more tears, I’m tired of cryin’ every night)
No more
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Today I’m excited to introduce you all to the one and only Christy Nicholas, author of The Druid’s Brooch Series. She’s got the latest installment of the trilogy, Legacy of Luck, available for preorder NOW.

To Preorder Legacy of Luck Click Here!

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  • Have to hit the basics- tell us a little bit about yourself. How did you begin writing?

I’d always written trip reports from my travels, including useless details like what I drank in the pub and what rocks I tripped over. Eventually, I gathered them into a travel guide. After publishing two, I dove into novels and haven’t looked back since!

  • Can you tell us a bit about your publishing process? Are you agented? Self-published?

I work with a small press publisher out of Ireland, Tirgearr Publishing. They’ve been invaluable in holding my hand through learning the process. They don’t require an agent, so in my opinion, it’s the best of both worlds.

  • What were the benefits and challenges that you found along your journey? And do you have any words of advice for your fellow writers- things to do? Pitfalls to avoid?

Edit, edit and edit some more. It’s never perfect, but it can be almost perfect. Self-editing can only go so far, and professional editing is well worth the cost. As is a professional cover, which is the first thing anyone sees of your book. If the cover doesn’t draw them in, nothing will.

  • Where are you from? How do you think this place has shaped you?

I’m a gypsy. I was conceived in England, gestated in Scotland, born in Denmark, raised in Detroit and Miami, and have lived as an adult in Florida, West Virginia, Pennsylvania and now New York. I’ve lived in heart of the city and in nowhere Amish country. I think his helps me see a variety of views, and the people I’ve met from all walks of life help me create believable, well-rounded characters. At least, I hope so!

  • Do you write long hand first, or does it go straight into the computer?

Absolutely not! My hands would cramp. I type pretty fast, about 60 wpm, but even so, my thoughts often run faster than my fingers. Longhand would drive me batty pretty quickly.

  • Where do you find your sources of inspiration? Does your muse vary from project to project or do you find the well-spring is fairly consistent?

I think it’s fairly consistent when she’s ‘on.’ I can push it when she’s sleeping, but when she wakes up, that’s when my typing is too slow for my brain. I’ve done a 13,000 word day before, and my fingers ached afterwards. But it’s an almost drug-induced haze when it happens.

  • Have you learned anything from your readers? Or had a response that especially touched you?

Absolutely. I love it when I get feedback from those who have read my books, good or bad. I learned that I had too many extraneous characters in one book, or that I got too bogged down in travel from another. An artist of any type must constantly be learning, or else what’s the point? You’d just be regurgitating prior levels of art.

  • What makes you laugh? What makes you cry? How do these things affect your writing, specifically your characters? How do bits of yourself bleed through on to the page?

I have a terrible love of puns J. I also love ridiculous situations, especially in serious ones. Like a rude sound during a romantic moment, for instance. These happen in real life all the time, so I try to incorporate them in my writing. Seldom is any real-life scene ‘perfect.’  Anything makes me cry. Commercials, cute kittens, pithy quotes. I’m a push-over.

  • If you could be a fairy godmother for one night- what three people living or dead would you visit and what would you bestow upon them?

First, my husband. I’d give him excellent health, and let him be free of pain. Then I think I’d visit a friend of mine with MS, Susan, and do the same. Then I think I’d go to Bernie Sanders and make him twenty years younger so he could win the presidential election next round!

  • If you could choose between undoing any single act in the past or preventing one in the future which would you choose and why?

I would undo a rather terrible decision I made in my past. I think I’m less likely to make bad decisions in the future, as I’m more mature and less head-strong now. At least, that’s the theory!

  • Favorite author as a child? And favorite author as an adult? Do these two have anything in common?

Anne McCaffrey. I always wanted a dragon, and had many dreams of finding a dragon egg, impressing the creature, and flying into school to the shocked looks of all my classmates and teachers. As an adult, Diana Gabaldon. She writes believable, three-dimensional characters that works towards being heroes despite their flaws, which is an inspiration to many.

  • Can we ask what projects you have currently in the works? Where can readers find you, both virtually and in the 3D world?

I’ve got Legacy of Luck, book 3 in The Druid’s Brooch series, coming out on January 11, 2017. It’s on pre-order now, and you can find various formats on my publisher’s page at http://www.tirgearrpublishing.com/authors/Nicholas_Christy/legacy-of-luck.htm

I’ve another coming out on March 8, 2017, The Enchanted Swans. It’s a novelization of the Irish fairy tale, Children of Lir. I’m really excited about this one, as the cover artist did such a fantastic job. I can’t wait to reveal it to everyone!

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Other places to find me:

http://www.tirgearrpublishing.com/authors/Nicholas_Christy/index.htm

http://www.greendragonartist.com

http://www.facebook.com/greendragonauthor

http://twitter.com/greendragon9

 

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This post was written by Erika Gardner. She’s a native Californian, lifelong lover of fantastical adventures, and a dedicated Whovian. If you enjoyed it, please sign up to receive updates on www.erikagardner.com   Or you can follow Erika on Twitter @Erika_Gardner, “Like” her Facebook page Erika Gardner- Writer and Storyteller.Or check out her contributions to the BBB Blog.

 

 

Okay, Fantasy fans- buckle up!!! I’ve got a fun new series for you and you are going to LOVE it! Yep, you’re welcome…

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Lizard Queen Volume 1

300 years ago, in a nameless world, a prophecy passed unfulfilled. A secret society that formed to prevent its occurrence believed it was their doing, while the secret society created to ensure that the prophecy came to pass wasn’t certain it had been stopped at all. Eventually, the prophecy of Lacáruna, a female from another realm and the only being who can read the Lizard Queen’s language, fell into legend.  What no one realizes, however, is that Amy Darlidale is just a tad late.

 

THIS SHRINKING WORLD

Taking a break from a stressful workweek, Amy, a recently divorced CEO, goes out for a morning jog and crosses paths with an orange lizard. Suddenly, she finds herself under a starless sky confronted by oddly marked and strangely colored people who claim she’s there to rescue the world from evil’s grasp and expand it once again. But not everyone wants that to happen so there’s a price on her head. This is far from the relaxing weekend Amy had intended.

 

FROM THE ASHES

Along with the young companions who found her, Licha and Jandro, Amy has accompanied the swaggering Colonel Dack Sangcertigre—a member of the Trotéjo, the secret society sworn to protect her—to his home nation in search of a plan to fulfill the Promise of a New Morphósis. As the body count rises and she is confronted with raving rulers, military machinations, and crafty clergy, she quickly realizes there must be much more at stake than merely finding the prophecy.

 

A SPECTACULAR LIE

The sense of order in this mysterious world continues to collapse. Fires rage, clans are being slaughtered and townsfolk massacred, and leaders have proclaimed a great evil has returned. As Amy searches for clues within the first mythic journals of this world’s origins, she’s begun seeing visions and receiving messages from forces unknown. While she’s trying to understand the extent of her power others have become aware of it as well. Soon a new group with its own mysterious agenda believes Amy may have another fated purpose and only she can save herself from their terrifying trap.

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A huge thank you to H.L. Cherryholmes for appearing on this blog- I am super excited to have such an innovative and fresh author to showcase. Hope my readers enjoy this interview just as much as I did…

 

Easy stuff first- tell us a little bit about yourself. How did you begin writing? What fills your life and lights up your days?

 

Born and raised in Albuquerque, New Mexico but I’ve lived in Southern California most of my adult life. I started writing when I was very young, mostly to entertain family and neighbors. About that time I also learned to change the names to protect the innocent. Storytelling has always been important to me and I’m never as happy as I am when I’m in the thick of writing a story. Even editing makes me happy.

Your books begin in our ordinary world and take us to new world “under a starless sky.” How does each world color and shape your protagonist, Amy Darlidale?

 

In our world, Amy is a CEO of a non-profit company. She’s recently divorced and just celebrated her fortieth birthday. She is fairly content and, most importantly, feels entirely in control of her life. When she finds herself under the starless sky she’s completely out of her element and feeling at a loss. Nevertheless, she’s still the same strong woman and works hard to take charge of her new predicament.

 

 

How has each world, real and imaginary shaped you as a storyteller?

 

The imaginary world is very much shaped by my real world experiences, particularly my travels. Amy keeps discovering places and things that are very familiar to her, albeit not exactly the same. It’s been so much fun to incorporate places I’ve visited into my writing. I think it’s made me a better storyteller because it’s taken me out of my comfort zone, which pretty much is my apartment.

 

Can you tell us a bit about your publishing process? Are you agented? Self-published? How did your book come into being?

 

I’m an indie-writer. I spent many frustrating years trying to go the traditional route by getting an agent and one day I decided that what was most important to me was having my stories read. Self-publishing a book is so incredibly easy these days, which is why more and more authors are going that route. My series came into being when I decided that’s what I was going to do. I chose to wait until the entire series was done, however, before releasing the first two books.

 

 

What were the benefits and challenges that you found along your journey? And do you have any words of advice for your fellow writers- things to do? Pitfalls to avoid?

 

The benefit for me was being able to work the entire story out before anyone read it. That was also the biggest challenge. As I’m sure any author will tell you, it’s a lonely vocation often and the only validation you get is what you chose to give yourself. One word of advice—the most important, in my opinion—is you must have a professional editor. Thinking you can shape everything on your own is the biggest pitfall to avoid.

 

 

Where do you find your sources of inspiration? Does your muse vary from project to project or do you find the well-spring is fairly consistent?

 

Inspiration most often comes from something I’ve read or watched, or even overheard. Usually it’s just a spark of an idea that pops up and either I’ll pursue it or tell myself I should write it down to look at later but then decide I’ll surely remember it. That’s when the muse snatches it away. You’d think I’d learn, but no.

 

 

Have you learned anything from your readers? Or had a response that especially touched you?

 

What has touched me and meant the most to me are any of the readers who have gone along (or are going along) Amy’s journey. Reading a series is a serious (see what I did there?) commitment so I greatly appreciate anyone who is willing to take it on. Hearing that they’ve loved how the story ends has been especially satisfying.

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We all have our fan boy (or in my case, fan girl) moments. If you could get your books of anyone, celebrity, historical figure, etc. who would you choose to have read them? Please share one man and one woman and why.

 

Anne Rice and Stephen King and both for the same reason: They are master world-builders and both appreciate a strong female protagonist.

 

 

Do you have a favorite book that you wish you had written? What is it and why do you wish you had created it?

 

I can’t say that I do. I love stories and I’m the type of person that goes into any story, be it on the page or on the screen, with an open mind and heart, ready to follow what tale I’ve been offered. I do my best to keep myself out of it and just let it be what it is.

 

 

We all reward ourselves with little treats- after a particularly productive day- what is your favorite indulgence? I’m always looking for a new treat!

 

When I finish a draft of a book my favorite indulgence is a cupcake with buttercream frosting from Magnolia Bakery. And a vodka martini. Not necessarily in that order and never together.

 

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Author Bio

H.L. Cherryholmes, author of The Lizard Queen Series, Come Back for Me, and A Slight Touch was born and raised in Albuquerque, New Mexico but has spent most of his adult life in Southern California. He has a BFA from University of New Mexico and a Master’s degree in Playwriting from the University of California, Los Angeles. Currently, he lives in Los Angeles and Palm Springs with his husband, Ron Cogan.

Links

Website: http://www.thelizardqueen.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/HLCherryholmesBooks

Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B002BLNA80

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This post was written by Erika Gardner. She’s a native Californian, lifelong lover of fantastical adventures, and a dedicated Whovian. If you enjoyed it, please sign up to receive updates on www.erikagardner.com   Or you can follow Erika on Twitter @Erika_Gardner, “Like” her Facebook page Erika Gardner- Writer and Storyteller.Or check out her contributions to the BBB Blog.

 

Everyone, and I mean everyone, is fighting battles that you cannot, do not, and will not see. Each of of us wage our personal wars against whatever Dementors have come for us. No one has it all figured out, no one is immune, no one leads that Perfect Life.

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It might be an infidelity, separation from a loved one, an illness, an addiction, an insecurity. Just remember- as in our capacity for joy- we are also joined by our challenges. When that clerk is rude, that bus driver snaps at you, your friend lets you down– they’re just people with feet of clay. It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts

It hurts.

You don’t know what news they got that morning. You don’t know who they just lost or are about to lose. Loving makes us our best… and in loss, our worst.

Be kind. It hurts.

I’m not made of stone- it hurts.

Here is Hurts by Emeli Sande- she’s amazing. Sing baby, just keep singing. Sing our pain away.

Please see this video, hear this song. Then, remember throughout your day. We’ll all be better for that small courtesy. Hugs to you all. ALL.

Hurts

Baby I’m not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts

Hold tight it’s a sing-a-long
I’m alright, I’m alright, but I could be wrong, baby
I know you remember me
5’3 in the back of the lavory, come on
You could at least try and look at me
Oh man, oh man, what a tragedy, ha ha
Bang, bang, there goes paradise
I chill why we always had to roll the dice, la la
Heartbeat in the regular
Two seats in the back of the cinema, hazy
Ah yeah, you’re forgettin’ it
And all the mad shit we did after that, crazy
Your heart, come on baby
I swear you’re giving me shivers, shivers

Baby, I’m not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that’s left to do is watch
It burns
Oh baby, I’m not made of stone
It hurts

Hold on it’s a marathon
Run fast, run fast like the rivers run, god damn
Never seen in the restaurant
I took a minute till the penny dropped, you know
My tears don’t fall too often
But your knife is cuttin’ me deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep

Baby, I’m not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that’s left to do is watch
It burns
Oh baby, I’m not made of stone
It hurts

It hurts the way
That you pretend you don’t remember
It hurts the way
That you forget our times together
Like the time
Laid in bed when you said it’s forever, baby
I can’t, I can’t explain no more

Baby, I’m not made of stone
It hurts
Oh, loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that’s left to do is watch
It burns
Oh baby, I’m not made of stone
It hurts

Oh baby, I’m not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts

Emeli Sande- thank you for singing our pain away- wiping us clean and ready to take on another day.
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This post was written by Erika Gardner. She’s a native Californian, lifelong lover of fantastical adventures, and a dedicated Whovian. If you enjoyed it, please sign up to receive updates on www.erikagardner.com   Or you can follow Erika on Twitter @Erika_Gardner, “Like” her Facebook page Erika Gardner- Writer and Storyteller.Or check out her contributions to the BBB Blog.

 

 

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