L.M. Fields's Blog, page 5

ABADDON EXCERPT!

“Wow, really? Absolutely amazing. Once again you have continued to render me speechless. I’m completely dumbfounded. I can’t believe you are choosing to go backwards, throw all you’ve worked so hard to achieve, just so you don’t have to make the tough decisions. You think this will just stop? That you can stop facing reality and not deal with the awful truth of our situation? This isn’t going to go away, Adonis. You think I don’t know about the pain growing inside you? It’s eating your very soul! So, before you even think about stepping on the heart you already ripped from my chest, why don’t you go, take a long look at yourself in the mirror, because you just cut the only lifeline you had left. Oh, and that baggage you thought you left behind? Yeah, well, it’s still in your ass. I am so done.”

Edge of Abaddon, the fourth book in the Dark Seeds series has a projected release date of Summer 2013.

LM Fields Author & Artist

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BORN TO GIVE LIFE

The opportunity to become and be a mother is the most rewarding, emotional, and blessed gift a woman could ever experience. It’s an eye opening, awesome, and introspective perspective on your life as you guide another life; hoping they may learn from the mistakes you’ve already made and continue to make; choosing to give life was NOT one of them! To all the mothers out there who believe in parenting, who do what is right for the right reasons, and love their children with all their heart, unconditionally, I wish you all a very Happy Mother’s Day.

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So I’m eating grapefruit at my computer so I could get...

 

So I’m eating grapefruit at my computer so I could get some editing done at the same time. Big mistake. Can someone please pass the bottle of Windex and the paper towels? Wow, I have ruby red splattered all over my studio. My characters may be in a sticky mess, but now, so am I. Writers come first, studio second, then my story will get all my attention. Another fun day begins for this writer, then the sun will rise again tomorrow, and the day after that.

“I am a creator, writing like the wind, I carry the weight of a future world in the barrel of a pen, etching my characters into the paper with life giving ink so my dreams and reality might finally meet.”

LM Fields

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GOD BLESS BOSTON

 

God Bless those who died, who suffered, and the families and friends who were affected, there were so many but even one is too many. This was more than an attack on innocent men, women, and children, this was a terrorist attack in our home, our America. God bless every person whose heart cries out for freedom, for it’s your empathy that reminds us all that humanity still exists. God bless you.

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COUNTING THE DAYS

“Live, learn, leave a beautiful mark.” LM Fields

Four months ago today, that’s how long it’s been since my last seizure. I’m still counting the days with great enthusiasm, but what happens when you dream you are having multiple, short-lived seizures, over and over again? First off I’d call it a nightmare, but we can learn even from our scariest moments.

If you hadn’t guessed by now, this is what happened to me in last night’s dream. Every time I’d come out of a seizure, I could barely talk to tell my husband what was going on. I wanted him to know I was about to have another one, I needed help, but you see, not all seizures can be seen and in this particular dream, I was having many unseen, seizures that were capturing my mind and in a multitude of minutes that made me a prisoner in my body. I was living in a bubble I couldn’t pop.

This dream reminded me of a time in my life when my seizure control meds made me feel like exactly this way; living in a bubble every second I was awake. The only way I could communicate was with a few tears rolling down my cheeks, but not even that worked. How could it? I couldn’t talk and the words that came out were jumbled and didn’t make sense. I’d lay down anywhere, everywhere; on top of picnic tables, in the middle of the road, in people’s yards. The meds turned me into a zombie and the bubble didn’t disappear until I was taken off the pills. That was a horrible time in my life but last night, for some reason, a portion of it returned in this dream I had.

I believe in the power of dreams, waking or asleep, they are meant to help us learn and remind us of what life could be like. So in honor of that dream, I’m communicating, tear free, how happy I am that I haven’t had a seizure in four months, and I’m looking forward to many more seizure free days. Who knows, maybe someday this will be permanent? Now, that’s a dream I’d love to experience.

I dedicate this to all people, especially children, who suffer from the effects of seizures. Sometimes I’m not sure what is worse, the seizure or the side-effects from the medicines. For those of you lucky enough to have a normal life, I am so happy for you! For those still struggling, never give up hope. To everyone, never forget, Epileptics are very special people. Scientists know it and if they could learn even 1/4 of what was going on in our brains they might be one step closer to solving what’s really happening inside of us. So never lose hope and most of all, whoever you are, remember there is something so very magical about you… hang in there and fight so you can see all your dreams realized. God blessed you for a reason.

In memory of my father, Ralph H. G. Short, he was an Epileptic with an aptitude for mathematical engineering. His passion for thought went beyond the stars. I walk in his footsteps, forever hoping I can leave a beautiful mark before I am done.

Filed under: MY CARD, PENNY THOUGHTS

WRITER’S ROCK

I don’t get writer’s block, I get writer’s rock. You can’t really move a block out of the way without some great amount of effort, but a rock, that’s something different entirely. You not only can pick it up to move it, you could probably throw it if you wanted to, but sooner or later, you’d still have to deal with it, and that’s my issue, my point; I have writer’s rock.

Some writer’s sit down with a blank page and write whatever comes to mind, putting thousands of words to paper only to find a few hundred treasures come of it when the final edits are done if they are lucky enough to strike gold. I’ve tried that method and it drives me crazy. In my mind, that equates a waste of time; words written, words lost, all for what? Nothing.

Some writer’s think things through in an orderly fashion, create an outline to work from, typing a rough draft, start to finish, then go back to do massive amounts of editing until they die… figuratively speaking, of course. There are parts of this maddening method I think warrant further review but my brain is too visual and sours quickly from massive editing. After a while, the pages bleed and the words melt together. The end result is no end, no finished story, just a living nightmare. Too dramatic? Maybe.

There are other methods to be sure, I’ve tried various suggestions, all of which had their merits, but to be fair, every writer must find that which speaks to him or her. We are all wired differently so there can only be one perfect formulae that will literally turn us on. So, if Method (M) + give you Happiness (H) = and a Finished Story (FS) result, then congratulations! You found the system that’s perfect for you! I found my M. I was H after I published one FS, so I continued and am now writing my fourth book in the Dark Seeds series, but like the others, I’ve hit my writer’s rock.

My stories run like movies in my head. I experience them and replay them over and over again unless I have a seizure and my memories get erased. This medical issue forced me to find a new formulae and so I broke my story into pieces. Not only did that work for me but I also found that I needed to break each piece down further until I wrote each chapter from start to finish until it was almost publish ready. That’s right, I do not go on to the next chapter until the previous chapter has been edited at least 3 times in a separate editing system I have.

So I can see, feel, hear, and experience my story without a problem but then a rock falls at my feet. How do I start the first paragraph, of the first chapter, of the first page? It’s something that haunts me with every book I start writing. I want to wow my readers and pull them in at page one. Oh God, what do I do? What do I say? What a dilemma! Finally, like all the other times before, I was able to smash that rock last night. It’s amazing how wonderful just a little research can be the greatest trigger! If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it hundreds of times, “Ask questions, but ask the right ones!”

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OUT OF ABADDON

 

I know this is a rather disgusting creature, but I created it started with only a glob of digital clay in a new 3D modeling program by Pixologic called Sculptris. I pushed, pulled, drew, pinched, and carved this horrid thing before digitally painting so it would take a starring role in my next book, Edge of Abaddon, as one of my creepy demons, crawling its way out of the depths of hell. Wonder what its name will be? Please feel free to comment with your suggested names!

Before writing full time, I used to run my own Graphic Design studio. I never lost my passion for the arts and so I’m throwing my Mixed Media Cover Artist hat into the ring too. I have always had a love for Motion Graphics and digital artistry is the logical end to match my mixed genre writing! The computer is just another tool in my art bag. I love mixing all kinds of things together in complimentary ways to create something new.

You can imagine my thrill when I discovered, after all these years, I still had it in me to produce and pick up what I feared I might have lost. I guess it’s like riding a bike. How wonderful! I feel more confident than ever. Now what? I’m going to be molding then painting a dragon for the next cover I’m creating for the anthology project I’m working on with many other talented writers. Projected publication release date, Christmas 2013. That’s over and above putting out the last two books in the Dark Seeds series. This hopes to be an exciting year!

Before I forget to mention it, this is the creatures underbelly. It has a hard, beetle like shell top side. It rears up when it decides it has found dinner, true love, or should I say… both? So if you see this, it’s too late. The only way to kill these things is when you see its shell and that’s when it’s hardest to destroy. Did you bring a hand grenade? Yeah, that might work if you can get it to rear up and eat it, otherwise it won’t stick around to get blown up. Demons, they’re such a pain. I hope you’ll stick with me… creepy or  not, there’s so much more to the Dark Seeds. There’s still time to catch up! If you’ve been waiting for hell to freeze over, well, you have waited too long but you can still feed your need and be entertained or just be prepared. The choice is yours. Either way, you’ve got nothing to lose. Read the Dark Seeds today!

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LET THE SHADOWS COME

LET THE SHADOWS COME

Written by: LM Fields

The truth can be found,

in secrets that you hide.

Codes you have carried,

on ladders deep inside.

Where is not the riddle,

when how is the key.

Words are your power,

reflected back times three.

Time is but an echo,

since nothing’s ever lost.

History’s repeating,

for souls that forgot.

There’ll be a chosen few,

whose patterns will unlock.

Some will search the dark,

and some will quest for God.

Wither in your hell,

or share your inner voice.

Nothing is by chance,

when freedom has a choice.

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CHECKERED FLAGS

 

My first time behind the wheel as it were… it was another adventure my husband had planned for me to experience, another first. There were a lot of emotions I had to deal with from this one, fear being one of them; I didn’t want to hurt anyone else, I didn’t want to have a seizure.

An adrenaline rush is enough of a trigger that can set off a seizure but the idea was to have fun, nothing more. Todd (my husband) is my rock. He knows me and knows how to handle any situation before, during, and after me having a seizure so more often than not, he will prevent seizures from happening just from being around me, but today we were split apart. I was on my own, in my own car, and alone.

There were others on the track with us. I was afraid for them. I didn’t want to hurt them. When things happen, when you “black out”… well, let’s just say this was going through my mind and it was enough to make me cry when I finally made it through the first track. I cried because I finished the track incident free, but I cried more because I was scared and it was finally over. But it didn’t end there.

It all came to the surface then. I couldn’t stop the tears from quietly rolling down my face. I was embarrassed. I wasn’t trying to be bass ass, but I didn’t think I was wanting much, just to drive a stupid go cart for God’s sake! Could I at least have that for a blessed hour of my life? I was arguing this inside my head and cried more. I wanted to go home. I felt defeated by my own fears and was ashamed. I couldn’t stop shaking and was thankful none of the other drivers got hit or hurt by me.

Todd was patient, let me rest, gave me some beef jerky and a sport drink. We sat by ourselves off to the side and I was speechless for awhile with my thoughts and fears. I love how Todd loves me so much and I wanted to try again, if for no one other reason but to show him I wasn’t a quitter. I nodded that I would try again. The second track came as fast as the beating of my heart but I silently screamed at the fast wind and tackled each curve with precision. Before I knew it, the checkered flag told me it was over but we had another race and one more track to go. This one was also all to ourselves. That was the key because I was having fun! Todd told the crew (workers) what was going on with me and so it was just us the last two race tracks. I wasn’t worried anymore. Nobody was speeding alongside me, or cutting me off, there wasn’t anyone for me to worry over, I just had to worry about myself and I was tackling those curves and slamming ahead because I knew Todd had my back, he always did, so I could have fun. I wasn’t scared anymore.

It was fun. I felt good, and I was confident. We raced around and I was finally living up to the name I originally entered for myself when we signed up for this fun date at the Go Cart Race Track, I was LM Fields, a.k.a. Dragon Core.

Filed under: MY CARD

NEVER SAY GOODBYE

There are so many ways a writer can end a story, but for me, for my latest published Dark Seeds book, 13 Degrees Below Zero, there is only one true way to put a period at the end of the last sentence; with a painful hangnail and unanswered questions. Yes, I believe in wonderful cliff hangers. It’s the stuff Alfred Hitchcock dreams are made of! I am not about torturing my fans after the words The End have been typed, unless of course it’s a series that really never ends, but I do believe in closure and settling issues when the timing is just right. So, please, sit and feast upon the Dark Seeds, let them grow on you, because by the time the fifth and last book is published, the series will be saying Goodbye to make room for a whole new set of characters from a different time and place. For this writer, it’s never really goodbye but rather… until we meet again. This ride will never end.

LM Fields

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