I was pawing through my blog archives for an old April Fool’s bit - and I actually stumbled onto something I don’t remember writing. (All too common.) It’s from 3 years ago, after I finished my first book. It’s strange and sort of wonderful to look back and feel like maybe I’ve gotten a little closer to the things I talk about here -- and it’s all because of you.
I Want - 4/25-2013
Like Heinlein said, I want the Roc’s Egg.
I want the leather of my sword-grip to creak as my knuckles go white. I want the lightning to crackle between my fingertips like Egg Shen. I want the Flux Capacitor to ignite as I travel through time.
I want the power, I want the fairy tale.
I want to run down the secret hallway, and slam my rainbow colored key into the console of the Black Lion. I want to save the universe with Rock and Roll, my electric guitar made of steel and griffon-talon. I want to wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of Holmes and Watson clattering by in a horse-drawn carriage.
I want the legend, I want the world of doors.
I want the Master Sword dreaming in the glade, and Excalibur in the Lady’s hand, and Cloud picking up Zach’s sword — his mind all wind and shadow.
I want all the promises that the world is not as it seems. I want Mulder and Scully in a Ford Taurus arguing with the night. I want all the possibilities, the promise of wonder. I want Seven Dragonballs, even if I never get to make a wish.
I want the doors. The endless, endless doors.
I want this world to be not as it is. Or, at the very least, I want the walls of this world to get a little thinner. Thin enough to hear the music from the Universe One Over.
I want to tell my story and I want my mom to get better and I want there to be enough money and I want Emerson back. I want my Beloved to never know pain or doubt, and I want my friends to never know want or despair.
I want to break the rules. I want to undo and shine and defeat and cheat death, cheat life, mashing in the codes on my controller and rolling back the cruel grip of time.
I want to snatch the lost from death’s grip.
I want to not be afraid. Of the Unmaker and its thousand, thousand shadows.
I want there to be more magic in this world, because there is so little — just a tiny, tiny drop.
Such a little thing to shine in the darkness. The secret flame we clutch in weary hands through the wind and rain.
I want the thousand heroes, I want the doors open wide.
Most of all, I want you to help me pry them open.
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No reminders or promo-flogging today. Just wanted to share this and say thank you again - for helping a stranger tip-toe down an uncertain path. And I use ’stranger’ here in the way you would ’baker’ or ’potter’ - something I make, not that you don’t know my social media profile.
To my zombie hoard: Chapter two has been uploaded for your viewing pleasure. I hope you enjoy it and please do spread the word to all of your other followers that may enjoy Rob the Zombie’s story and all the crazy antics that he WILL be getting himself into. I plan on him doing things and eating certain people that will affect him in interesting ways. That being said, here’s a teaser as to what I mean....lol. Thanks for your support and help me get the word out, please! Thanks!
Hello, Spring! And just in time! While tulips are coincidently blooming across the state of NC, so is The Tulip Factory which is now in 17 bookstores across the United States! I can’t wait to meet, greet and sign copies of my book this summer at some of these amazing local indie book shops! Something else kind of cool... Barnes and Noble recently picked up my book as well!!?! (attempting to maintain composure) So you can also preorder/purchase The Tulip Factory from their website. Thank you ALL for helping me get to where I am today. The readers, sharers, shoppers... My friends, family and genuine book lovers... And those not so much into books but who supported me anyway... THANK YOU! xxo
Happy Spring everyone!
It’s been just over two weeks since the contest ended, and I’m still on Cloud 9. You all have no idea how much your support has meant to me. Thank you so very much!
Greetings Jackolytes,
The end is nigh. 21 pre-orders to go. 26 days to get there. What would Jack do? Easy. He’d grab a beer and relax. I shall join Jack in that beer later today. But before then I’d like you to think of anyone you know who’d like to come along for the ride. Send them in this direction: www.inkshares.com/books/sync-city If you haven’t pre-ordered yet, it’s be great if you could do so. If you feel like pre-ordering again, that’d also be fantastic. If you want to have a chat, you can find me at blooryan@hotmail.com .
Cheers,
Peter