My new book, Destiny’s
Promise will be coming out within the next couple of months. It was a project I
loved and hated at the same time. I loved
the story and the characters, even the antagonist, Disa. She was a character I
enjoyed creating, not just as the bad guy, but a complex individual. I loved writing
Carina and Randolf’s story and their love that spanned over two lifetimes.
It was a great experience
expanding Randolf’s character, going from a secondary character to the hero of
his own story. If you read my other two books, Randolf powers will surprise
you. Carina is the woman I always wanted
to be. Her independence and compassion is compelling. Over two lifetimes the
tether of love could not be broken between the two of them, despite Disa’s vow
to separate their souls and banish them to desolation.
As I said, I hated this book
at the same time. In my mind I knew the beginning and the end and all the
events in between, but it was the details that had to get them from one scene
to another that was a challenge. I kept thinking, “How do I get from here to
there?” and I spent a great deal of time playing every scenario that would make
it work. As a writer, wouldn’t it be nice to know everything, from beginning to
end including all the details in between. I envy the writer who can breeze
through it effortlessly.
Don’t get me wrong I love my
stories. My head would explode if I didn’t get them written down, I just had a
love, hate relationship with this story, but I persevered and made it one of my
best projects.
I can’t continue without
saying my husband worked with me side by side editing this book. He challenged
me to dig deeper into the characters and plot. I grew angry with him sometimes,
telling him, “I can’t,” but he always said, “you can.” I was exhausted at the
end of each night after answering the really tough questions. I can’t tell you
how much his input helped me as a writer, and for that I will always be
grateful.
For you writers out there, do
you sometimes love and hate you work?
Destiny’s Promise
Disa is in love with Arys, but he’s in love with Carina. Out
of heartache and rage she murders them on their wedding night and vows they
will never find happiness together. Now the two souls are about to reunite. Disa makes a pact with the red demon to
destroy Carina’s soul so she can never be with Arys again. On his deathbed, the
sorcerer who raised Carina tells her she’s in grave danger and only the Black
Knight can protect her. But she has no idea who the Black Knight is or where to
find him, and she’s being evicted.
Randolf, known as The Black Knight, is a powerful warrior
and possesses strong magic, but he is plagued by dreams of a woman pleading
with him to find her. After yet another dream, restless and frustrated, he goes
to a local inn where he encounters Carina. She’s familiar but he doesn’t know
why. Not then. Will their souls reunite before Disa carries out her diabolical
plans?
EXCERPT:
He lay dying on the terrace
floor. His life’s blood flowed from the gaping wound across his throat. The
light was beginning to fade. Stars in the night sky watched as his life drifted
away.
His dead wife lay beside him.
Her face was splattered with blood, and her eyes vacant. Her soul had already
departed. Tears ran down his face as he clutched her hand. The amulet he gave
her as a wedding gift signifying their love was now defiled with blood. “Until
the next life,” he whispered as his spirit let go.
A small brilliant light
pierced the darkness. He was drawn to it as it grew larger and more intense.
Soon it saturated him with love and warmth. There was no pain, no sorrow, and
no regret.
His spirit traveled through
the light. When his journey ended, he found himself standing in the middle of a
meadow where flowers of every color graced the landscape. In the distance,
mountains rose out of the ground with blue-green water falls cascading down
their rocky surface. Birds with a myriad of hues glided on the air currents
above him like kites. The sweet smell of lavender and new grass wafted to his
senses while soft lyrical music floated on a breeze, welcoming him with their
song. He was overwhelmed by its beauty, and was immersed in pure bliss.
“Aris!” she shouted as she
crested the hill. He ran to her and scooped her up in his arms.
Her brilliant smile filled
his heart with glorious joy, and when she laughed her spirit grew brighter.
She covered his face with
kisses as tears of happiness streamed down her face. “I thought I lost you,”
she cried.
“You will never lose me, my
love.”
She looked around. “Where
are we?”
“We’re somewhere in the
heavens.”
She touched his face. “For
eternity.”
Something in his heart told
him it wasn’t. He pulled her closer, “This place isn’t for us-not yet.”
Her eyes looked wary. “What
do you mean?”
He caressed her face. “Our
lives were cut short and we must go back.”
“We can’t go back, Aris. Our
lives as we knew them are gone.”
“We’ll travel in different
lives.”
Her eyes widened with panic.
“No. If we leave here, how am I going to find you?”
“I’ll find you.”
“No, Aris, stay here with
me,” she said wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.
“That is my deepest desire,
but even now the new life pulls us apart. It’s what has to be done.”
He held her tightly, as she
desperately clung to him. New tears ran down her face filled with sorrow.
Seeing her pain clawed at his heart. “You must promise to find me, Aris. Swear
you will find me.”
“I swear, I will find you.” His lips touched hers.
Their souls wove around each other like coils in a rope. A heavy wind of
earth-bound life began to pull them apart. He fought the clutches of the
unseen, but his struggle was futile. She reached out to him, as her spirit was
being pulled away.
“I love you, Aris,” she
cried out over the roaring wind.
“I will find you, Carina. I promise.” His spirit
floated into the mist of the mountains. “I love you,” he shouted, but she was
already gone, yet still her voice echoed, “Find me Aris. Find me.”
3 comments:
We all have that relationship with our WIPs. By the middle, I'm so irritated with my characters I don't know why anyone would like them but then I fall in love with them again . . . probably because they're doing the same with each other.
Love/hate each book. Usually hate after the 15th reread after revising, editing, proofing. By the time it's published, I don't want to see it ever again. Then I read it for a quote or except and I love it again. Best wishes.
Oh, I definitely sometimes share that vexing problem of the best way to get from point A to point B! Good luck with your upcoming release. :)
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