Have you ever showered in absolute Darkness? No candles… no trickle of light leaking in from another room underneath the bathroom’s door… nothing. The Darkness I am speaking of is complete. Total. Absolute.
Well, have you?
And I have to admit, there is something about showering in the Darkness that is inexplicably esoteric. Hypnotic. Perhaps even erotic…
The above is the first few lines from one of my early books, The Secret Life of Miel, and it explains perfectly how I spent these past few days because of my brutal migraine attacks. It seemed like everything I did was in darkness, from showering to laying in the fetal position in my bed to eating and using the restroom. In times of pain, the dark has always been my friend, and it did not disappoint.
There’s an interesting metaphor there somewhere if your willing to look.
Natalie. She has been an angel these past few days, and even though I gave her these past few days off while I recovered, she came over anyway (with Anne), so they could tag-team nurse me. It was touching – and highly efficient. I love them both so much.
It feels good to be back.
And I have some news.
The final book in the Qedesha trilogy, The Qedesha’s Handmaiden, is available for June 1 pre-order. It was an enjoyable book to write, and a fitting closing for the Qedesha saga. It goes places the other Qedesha stories didn’t, and if some of you thought Girl Fight gave you feels, wait until you read this one. Some moments will get to you, I think, because there were moments that got to me while I was writing them.
One of the many reasons that I love being a writer: making others feel things using something as simple and elegant as words. Strange squiggly shapes in a document. After all, that is truly what written language is, correct? Shape interpretation? Just like verbal language is merely sound interpretation (which is why I believe animals talk to each other – we just don’t know how to interpret the sounds that they make). I love it. Writing. Beautiful.
My upcoming book, Interview with a Werewolf, is well on its way to completion – and the cover is complete. Here’s a sneak peek:
Anyway, I have a plethora of tasks to tackle that had been building up in my absence (Natalie is understandably hating me today), so I have to go.
I love you all.
And thank you for not forgetting about me… 😊
“With me, nothing goes right. My psychiatrist said my wife and I should have sex every night. Now, we’ll never see each other!”
– Rodney Dangerfield