This very late post was relegated to being on a my first available free day because there have been so many ups and downs lately, as there usually is at this time of the year, that I haven’t had time to sit down and write, let alone play games or do any of my normal activities.
Why?
Well there is exciting news.
The Last Prophecy was released on Halloween and has done tremendously well! I have been so happy to get this book out, as the story needed so much work, mostly because it is completely integral to the series going on, and as such had to be perfect, but also because it brought a whole lot of challenges and learning experiences I can only thank my editor for. His tireless work is how I got this book out and I couldn’t be more grateful to him for his immense help.
Its also been encouraging because of some of my feedback. I have to share the first words I got back from a friend/fan, I am now calling a frand. (Why not?);
“I hate you.”
Sounds awful doesn’t it? I couldn’t have been more pleased. It was a text sent at midnight during the week for someone who works hard and gets up early. So what had it meant? He stayed up reading it until it was done, got to the end and…wanted more.
Wanting more is the biggest compliment I think an author can get, and I am very flattered by that, regardless of the words used to convey it.
I can also finally show you the first piece of commissioned work for the promo video coming out next year. That is if you aren’t following me on FB where it’s been adored!
Done by the artist Nushie, ( http://nushie.com/), we are collaborating to make a few of these, but I’m going to be cruel and only show you this one until the video comes out.
Hey, if Mr. Martin can torture his fans why can’t I?
Ok, so I’ll probably fold and show you the next one in my excitement but at least let’s pretend I can hold out.
Then there are downs.
When someone you love is terminally ill it’s infuriating that life doesn’t, can’t and won’t stop. The helplessness, frustration and inevitability of it has left me breathless, so full of emotion I didn’t know how to express; there simply hasn’t been enough tears I can cry.
But you get up and carry on, even if a part of you won’t let go and is never the same.
If only it were as easy as those words.
I am simply grateful for the loved ones around me who support me through both; the good and the very bad. In both instances they have made the moments that more memorable, knowing I have such family and friends coming together during such a chaotic and emotional time.
E. J. Dawson 