Crackling with Excitement!
And to further play; here is how I am feeling right now …
* Love that Emoji, it always seems to fit when I’m excited. LOL. :D *
So, back in February my Publisher reached out to the published members of the House and said “Hey, we have a project that we’d like you all to participate in. A short story anthology that will feature all in you. Here is the catch … you have to answer, in story form, the following question: can the handsome man fall for the awkward woman?“
Immediately I was like …
So, you mean to tell me that I can write a story exploring the possibility of the hot guy falling for the average girl?
Brilliant!
When do we start?
We were given all of the information, and off I went to peck away at the keys of my laptop, conjuring up a very interesting story. Once I was happy with the outcome of said story I submitted it.
My idea was to use the premise given to us and write a short story based on the Fate’s Endeavor Series. Why? Well, because the Fate’s Endeavor Series is based on a universe that I created all on my own. It’s not just about Azriel & Sophia—although, it starts with them—it’s about an entire slew of characters that I created.
I thought, “How cool would it be to present another facet of Fate’s Endeavor with an entirely different cast? That would be awesome.” It was at that moment that “Serendipitous Mirth” was born.
Here is the Blurb:
Terah has the misfortune of being given news that puts an expiration date on her life. In her desire to get away from the chaos, she has a chance encounter with the very one that can put the turmoil to rest. Is “Serendipitous Mirth” dumb luck, or preordained destiny?
What is “Serendipitous Mirth” really about?
It’s the story of Terah and Haniel.
Terah’s name means, “to breathe life into” which I thought was an interesting twist in name meanings because technically, per the story, she is the one in need of more life.
Haniel is a Guardian Angel, and his name means “the gift of God’s grace” which, per all account in the story, is exactly what Terah needs.
Truth be told, the mythology of Haniel is not completely accurate in the story as per legend Haniel is a female angel. But, I thought for all intended purposes, it would be best to change that a bit.
So, there you have it … that’s the idea behind “Serendipitous Mirth“. I don’t want to tell you anything else because I don’t want to ruin the story for you.
BUT …!If you want to learn more about it, then you’re just going to have to read it, and you CAN’T read it unless you pick up a copy of the soon to be release “Crackles of the Heart: Divergent Ink” by All Authors Publishing House.
It’s going to be FAB! U! LOUS!It will feature talents the likes of:
Da’Kharta Rising
Queen of Spades
Adonis Mann
Y. Correa
Synful Desire
Here is a Teaser Trailer.
Each story FAN-TAB-U-LOUS in it’s own right. I tell you, these people out did themselves for this collection. It’s a great mixture of different genres and different takes on the same question. You are going to laugh, cry, get hot and bothered … it is just amazing! I’m so proud of each and every one of these outstanding writers. Moreover, I feel so blessed to be able to have taken part in this undertaking.
Me, the person that 3 years ago thought her stories would never see the light of day. Go figure.
Just to not leave you empty handed, here is a small excerpt of “Serendipitous Mirth“. Enjoy!
Excerpt of “Crackles of the Heart: Divergent Ink”© 2015 All Authors Publishing House and C. Desert Rose
Unlike most days—this one drastically different than most—Terah just sat staring into the grand abyss. Everything the same, yet everything different. Everything known, and everything unknown. As she sat, it occurred to her that everything she thought that she knew about this world was a lie.
I know nothing.
Perched upon the low set cliff which lined a great freeway, she stared into what she used to consider home. However, this was not her home at all. Not anymore. She didn’t belong here.
Cars came and went, zooming by, not remotely aware that Terah was watching them from afar. A gust of wind blew by unhinging a single strand of her jet black, unruly, pinned-up mane, sweeping it across her face. Still, she remained unmoved.
The brisk breeze caused goosebumps to cover her arms. Yet, the last thing that she was concerned with at the moment was the weather. Absentmindedly, Terah tucked the thread of hair behind her ear, proceeding with her quiet, scarcely audible prayer—a supplication meant only to be heard by the universe and no one else.
“I’m so confused. Everything in my life is a lie. All these years, and now that my life is in jeopardy, I find out that it was all a fraud …? Why? How could this happen? Why did they lie to me all of these years? Why wasn’t I wanted? I mean, am I really meant to die? I just don’t understand!”
Momentarily Terah, considered random and peculiar things. Stuff that seemed to be amiss, displaced and without question … ridiculous.
Are these the thoughts of a dying person?
Terah, pondered on her luck in life. She’d never been the prettiest of girls, never the most intelligent, never the most talented or entertaining. Much less the stylish sort.
While Terah had always been told by her family and friends that she was pretty, she didn’t think she was. Standing at five feet, three inches, with voluptuous curves at a very young age, boisterous, long, black hair and big brown eyes, Terah felt ordinary.
What a waste!
Now, not only was she unremarkable—physically speaking—but she was essentially on death row, and she’d only just gotten out of High School. Life was unfair indeed. Completely unfair.
So, I’m ordinary and I’m dying. Nice. If thoughts were capable of being drenched in sarcasm, hers certainly were.
Reminiscing on things that could not be changed, she thought of Ray Jackson; the cutest guy in school. Had she known that she was going to die, she would have been more daring, not so shy. Oh, how many things she would change if she could.
What a deck I’ve been dealt! she thought, as she twisted her lips, then curled her nose in the attempt to hold back the sobs that were demanding to be set free.
Terah’s, recollection streamed as the single tear which she was unable to contain ran down her cheek.
So, be on the look out for “Crackles of the Heart: Divergent Ink” COMING SOON to an Amazon.com near you!
Until Next Time,
Rosie :D
