Aspiring to Inspire Part 1

So, I’m supposed to write a couple of blog posts that are meant to reignite my love for my own works. While at first I twisted my mouth a bit at the idea, I then realized, and thought, “You know what? Re-reading my own stuff…? I can dig it.” So then I was all in.

The idea is to share tiny excerpts with you of from my own favorite parts of my stories, but they can’t be any longer than 3 paragraphs each.

Being that I have a collection of books, and then a hand full of short stories, I’ve opted to do 2 separate posts and break them up a little.

Alright, let’s get it started then …

I am most well known for The Fate’s Endeavor Collection. Because “Fate’s endeavor is fate’s design.”

Here are a few excerpts from the above shown stories.

If Death Should Love Me

I could not control myself, it was the impulse that commanded me. I had to tell her, I had no choice. What occurred however, was not my initial intent. My plan was to tell her the truth, though somehow, I came to the realization that this was the truth.

Honestly, I thought that this truth was the only one that really mattered at this very moment. I was unfathomably in love with her. For the longest time I was under the assumption that these human emotions were lost along with my humanity. I had been wrong. The actuality was that I’d not found the one person that could revive them within me. And Sophia, my Sophia, brought them to palpable life. Tangible and true.

I’d heard many times before that love conquered all. I could only hope that it was true. If our love was not destined to be by the creators of fate then it had much to defeat, as it would then be meant to defeat fate itself.

For Love & Enchantment

Edeli was not mischievous, nor disobedient, she was simply the curious sort. Many things caught her attention, and she deemed it her job to discover them and investigate the many mysteries that life had to offer.

She’d heard too many times to count about the legend of the Amazon and all the mysteries therein. Her family, her friends, neighbors and many more were faithful zealots of the superstitions that surrounded Brazilian Rainforest. They insisted that their constant mumbling were warnings, not to be taken lightly.

Yet, Edeli took all warnings with a grain of salt. Ever being curious, ever inquisitive. Such was her God given mien and she made no apologies for it.

Demoness Enchanted

Early morning peeked through the horizon—golden hues of sunshine beamed over the hills and plains of Feijo. The sun made her entrance like a Queen over her people, raising her fanciful scepter, bright and majestic. Roosters announced her arrival, like nature’s heralds, crowing loudly for all of the world to hear.

The richness of the sun’s auspicious rays slowly grazed over the extent of Feijo, little by little turning the purple shades of night into the orange blush of morning.

From within the bounds of the gray, peeling walls, and enormous windows of our large room, I heard giant trucks running down uneven roads. People jargoned loudly and scrambled around to get to their morning rituals. Market owners prepared their kiosks, making them ready for the day’s business. All of the commotion could be heard from within the thin shabby walls of our provisional home, for provisional it was. At least until I had gathered together enough money to give the children something better.

Well, there you have it, peeps. Part 1 of my Aspiring to Inspire project. I hope you enjoyed it.