Been a little under the weather, so going to rest up this weekend. Enjoy my latest tweets and don’t forget my novella, The Light in the Cave, is now available for pre-order and releases Sunday on Amazon here! 💖
I’m so excited to announce that my novella, The Light in the Cave, is now available on Amazon here! It’s been a journey learning all about self-publishing, but I am glad I took the leap and will finally publish this novella!
Here is the description:
Karisa Meyers has just taken a position working in a cave as a government contractor in order to be closer to her boyfriend, Fox Greene, a Staff Sergeant in the Army. She’s a little worried she won’t be able to pass the tests and keep her job. Fortunately, Cole Brooks, her sexy trainer is there to help. However, soon she will uncover the secrets of the cave and need to battle a biobot vampire, a quantum computer, and her own growing feelings for Cole.
The Light in the Cave blends the genres of Paranormal Romance, Science Fiction, and Mystery while touching on metaphysical topics such as frequency, remote viewing, synchronicity, the power of the mind, and the gift of free will.
33% alien 33% vampire 33% quantum computer and 100% entertainment is found within this action-packed story!
This original novella was inspired from Tricia Sankey’s short story, The Reset, which received an Honorable Mention in the prestigious L.Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future Contest.
From the Afterword of my novella:
A few people have asked me about the inspiration for the cave setting in my novella. There was a time I did work as a contractor for the government, redacting immigration records inside a cave in Missouri. No, I didn’t encounter any aliens or vampires (that I can speak of) but I did spend plenty of time daydreaming, (during my breaks, of course) and perhaps my frequency increased while I spent so much time underground. I did and still do notice 11:11 and 1:11 quite often, but I just consider it a fun synchronicity.
I also appreciate the synchronicity of my novella releasing for pre-order on 2/22/2022!
I was listening to an interview with Nikola Tesla this morning here where he mentions that “Black is the true face of light,” and it inspired this poem! I have also just finished editing my novella, “The Light in the Cave,” (releasing on Kindle on 2/27), and my spoon-bending scene in the last chapter managed to seep into this write. I very much agree with Tesla when he says, “If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency, and vibration.”
Empty space awaken
emerge from black pupils
of curious eyes,
I have this inexplicable
longing to think…
a stubborn sixth
sense that beats like a drum
tangy stars while they spin
in your spoon
on your lips,
in a boiling black sky,
you stir it now –
and if I can just keep my
focus on your
then I’ll bend every spoon,
I hope you don’t mind –
we are but two parallel lines
destined to meet
we’ll kiss the black sky
till she blushes
Written for dVerse OLN, come and join us!
I’m getting excited for the release! I will let everyone know when the novella is available for pre-order in the coming days. In the meantime, enjoy my latest tweets!
There is a shadow of you, shattered there –
with dark fragments floating, I trace you with
fair fingers and cold stars, a strange affair
with little reason and faulty rhyme with
too much pain and desire, we break into
a sweat, counting cracked, broken moons, learn a
new language where mystic tongues curse anew
a sacred scroll splays out – read it now, a
strange story indeed, with perfectly strange
beginnings and silly ends, beginnings
change meaning, with old metaphors, and change
ending rhymes around, forever ending.
Demand order. Demand truth. Yes, demand.
Understand chaos and lies. Understand?
Written for dVerse, where Laura asks us to write sonnets of 14 lines and 10 syllables (iambic pentameter is optional extra) while starting and ending each line with the same word (including derivatives and homophones).
The word ‘shadow’ or its derivative should be in the poem’s title, and the notion of shadow as metaphor or reality should feature somewhere in your poem.
Like a white owl, I stared, eyes solemn and wise. Rocks that shimmered, littered the ground, with you down below, and me leaning here.
If I fall and make no sound, don't be fooled.
Collect all my pieces,
#Breathe life into me.