Wednesday, October 21, 2020
Welcome to my nightmare… I mean sanctuary! Today I invite you in, for some nightmarish thoughts. That sounds like a contradiction (sanctuary and nightmare), but after all, it’s October and Halloween is near. My nightmare worked out. Eventually. Or maybe I should stretch that out, e-v-v-v-e-n-t-u-u-u-a-a-l-l-y. Because it took a long time.
Winter’s Nightmare or Why It Took Ten Years
It was spring, 2011 when the nightmare came. After work-hours and every weekend, for over two years, I had worked on an epic fantasy novel. The book was Dead of Winter. The heroine was a young girl who sees and communicates with ghosts. She alone received a supernatural warning. Unfortunately, in her strictly controlled, closed-minded world, sharing that warning meant trouble for her.
When you came in the air went out…
I had been building the novel, filled with characters, countries, and cultures…
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