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Fear of Walking

As an author, I want to share my thoughts and experiences with my readers. The following post is from June of this year when I was getting closer to the release of Beacon of Sound. I dealt with some real fear and anxiety. Now it is August, I am revisiting this post because it reminds me to keep walking even when I am terrified of the path I have chosen, Maybe my journey will inspire others to walk towards their passions. Enjoy the read and stay naughty because you are good at it .
R.M. Garry

June 18, 2014

It seems that the closer my publication date gets, the more worried I become. Unfortunately my friends have gushed over my work which makes me worried that I have taken on too much. Will people get it? Will they take the escape I am offering and understand that it is just a temporary out?  It’s not like I want to take their reality away, I just want to numb them a little. How good is this novel? Do I dare expect more from my skills? Should I live within and accept my limitations? As a joke I submitted my work to a publisher. It was a joke because I know what I want to do and no publisher will be on board with my ideas. I am tired of forcing myself to write because fear makes me lazy. Beacon of Sound is my baby and I am not sure I want another editor to lay it bare and attempt to draw blood from it. I am so freaked out by the future or truth that I have not even worked on my current project. I have a fear of walking to the end and finding the road closed off. I know this will all pass but, I might as well bare my soul. My craft will soon be out there for the world to judge. Who knows? The world and the journey may just surprise me…
R.M. Garry

Interview with Patrick Noir Alvang

R.M.: Hello Mr. Noir Alvang. Thank you for taking time out of your busy day to speak with me.

Patrick: You can call me Patrick dove. No need to be formal. What is your first question?

R.M.: Some of my readers were a little concerned with your methods. You acted like a villain in your attempts to “save” Marie. Is there a reason you are laughing?

Patrick: I apologize R.M. but have you met that woman? Delicate is not an approach you use with Marie. I think she may have fangs. Sometimes, you have to break things in order to fix them.

R.M.: Patrick, Marie was in a tough position you could have been a little more understanding.

Patrick: R.M., have you ever been taken? Has your husband ever lost all control and taken so much pleasure from your body that you were left boneless?

R.M.: Patrick, that is not an answer!

Patrick: If you have experienced what I just described then you would understand. I wanted Marie so I took her, next question.

R.M.: Your ideal woman would be…

Patrick: My ideal woman would be venomous, stubborn, powerful, and absolutely filthy in the bedroom.

R.M.: Patrick, I thought you were frustrated with Marie. It seems as if you just described her as your ideal woman.

Patrick: Marie is delicious of course she is my ideal woman.

R.M.: You are a prince, what do you expect from your subjects?

Patrick: I will do whatever is necessary to ensure the safety and continuation of my people. I am loyal to them and expect their loyalty in turn.

R.M.: How would you feel if Marie wanted to move on to someone else? What if another man tried to win her love?

Patrick: I have killed for less. He would be thrown into the blistering sun.

R.M.: Is that something you can do?

Patrick: I can do things.

R.M.: Patrick, you are not really answering any of my questions.

Patrick: When was the last time you had an orgasm R.M.?

R.M.: How is that relevant?

Patrick: It may explain your mood. I believe all orgasms should come in pairs.

R.M.: I have been very cordial Patrick but you have not been very forthcoming.

Patrick: I have brothers who would love to help you with your little problem.

R.M.: Patrick I am a happily married woman.

Patrick: Is he really your husband? Who was a witness to your union?

R.M.: Oh my God, you’re evil.

Patrick: You say evil I say determined. I am the Beacon of Light and no one can hide from me. If I were to tell you everything about my powers, you would become a vulnerability for my people.

R.M.: I’m sorry, I just wanted to give my readers more information. They are very curious about you and the other Beacons.

Patrick: R.M. I think you are curious. I am going to help you get all the information you need.

R.M.: What does that mean?

Ok, I will do anything for my readers but this is the point where I leave. Patrick called his brothers and all three of them showed up. I am a married woman and have no need to be triple teamed by the Beacon triplets who have hidden powers. Of course Patrick Alvang who is absolutely evil left without looking back. He is a stubborn evil Deus of Lust.

Nelis Noir Alvang: Don’t rush off little dove. I am sure there is something we can do to help you relax.

R.M.: It was nice meeting you gentlemen, I have to um go. Bye.

Sorry guys, it seems that my interview with Prince Alvang went in circles. I hope my interview with Marie will be a lot better. Until next time, stay naughty because you’re good at it.

R.M. Garry

The things we love…

I recently posted a quote online that seemed to define love for me.

“We can only hope to be lost in and completely scattered by our greatest loves”. R.M. Garry

How do we define love? Who determines our expression of love? While it would be easy to debate about love for a person, I chose a harder discussion. How do we find love in the passions we choose? Love is not whole unless it takes us without explanation or excuses. We decide what love is and the role it plays in our often hectic and underappreciated lives. This knowledge is what forced me to finally give in and become a writer. I am completely at the mercy of my craft. My life and obligations have always proceeded my desire to write. There was always an assignment to be completed for school or a meal to be cooked at home. Something always stood against my desire. One day, that desire was thrown into love’s unyielding flame. The flame consumed my very existence and scattered the ashes of my desire into oblivion.

While the experience was consuming it was not painful. There are times where the things we love consume and change us. It is in those moments we must choose to fully submit to that flame and allow it to nourish our desires or remain content in an endless drift. In order to truly love we must choose to express it in a powerful way. Every word, character, and story I create is done with explosive soul transforming love. If the story lacks love then it lacks purpose and direction and a journey without direction is doomed to ever arrive at any destination. I am fully aware of my love? Has your spirit been consumed by love?

Until next time, stay naughty because you are good at it.

R.M. Garry

Compare me not!

I have been hearing a continuous theme since people became aware of my secrete profession as an author. Ok I threw in that secrete part to sound really mysterious. Individuals have been congratulating me and giving great advice. I have never felt so supported. Since everyone keeps sending positive vibes my way, I try and suppress my natural urge to speak my mind. Now wait before you think I am being ungrateful, hear me out. I have had 5 people say “Is your book like that…? or I bet you can't wait to be compared to …”. Why would these statements bother me? Writing for me is a journey into the hidden places in my spirit that no one has ever visited. We give everyone in our lives a piece of who and what we are. There are small parts of ourselves we tuck away and keep for our own use.

My imagination and magma hot spirit are not handed over to anyone and it most certainly does not resemble the spirit of other authors. I am a reader. I have not been able to list all of the books I've read but I am working on it slowly. As a reader, I select authors who a can hold me hostage with their story. I know it sounds dramatic, but some of my favorite authors have been responsible for me turning in at least one late assignment per term. These authors make you live through the eyes of their characters and when the story is over, you rush to their website for more info. I always pre-order and often buy the ebook and the audio book. I refuse to give up my reading habit even while working, raising three boys, and writing. Reading ensures I remain sane enough to answer the same question over and over again and not hurt my often confused husband.

The point is, compare me not. I love and respect all authors. It takes great courage, patience, and perseverance to put your work out there for the world to see. I feel honored to read the works of people who followed their dreams and gave their stories to the world. Being an author is part of my identity and I would not swap that for better sales or higher reviews. I refuse to ride on the success of another author who has poured themselves into their work. My journey as a published author has been full of bumps, adventures, expenses, facebook unlike elves, and people who just love to support an author’s dreams. I love the lessons I have learned, even the really hard ones. They will help me grow as an author and reader. I will continue to read like a mad person and pour everything I have into my writing. No matter what happens I will remain R.M. Garry and choose my own path to success. I am not waiting to be compared to anyone. Authors hold a special place in my heart. I want to fall in love with their work not imitate them. As always, stay naughty because you are good at it.

R.M. Garry

The Future

About a year ago, I decided it was time to write. I wrote sporadically and never really made time to write. When I finally dug into Beacon of Sound, I was obsessed. I worked on the book for hours on end. Usually my writing sessions would occur at 2 am when my entire family was asleep. During this time, I was still expected to show up to work on time, cook a meal every day, referee fights, and be a full time master's student. At certain points I was close to the brink of insanity. Fast forward to July 2014, I am now a published author. Along my journey I realized my school work was taking a back seat in my world. When I started my Master’s program, I was in love with my future profession. After 3 years of pushing through papers and juggling life I was mentally exhausted. I woke up today wondering what my future would look like. A year from now, will I be an author who is somewhat recognized and still struggle with loving my profession enough to finish? Will I be an author so in love with her work and fans that my profession will become a thing of the past. Crystal balls are quite expensive and the last one I purchased is broken. Due to my lack of foresight, I have no idea what my future will be. I can honestly say I am a little terrified. I let go of my writing once before and I am not willing to part with it again. It seems I may have just answered my own question. Well until next time, stay naughty because you’re good at it.
R.M.