Author Updates (July 16)

Hiya!

So there won’t be much focus on this post today, I’m a bit distracted writing this, but here goes…

 

There are a few quotes about writing that I both like and struggle with…

“You own everything that ever happened to you.”

“If people wanted to be written warmly about they should have behaved better.”

“Never wrong a writer, they get their revenge in print.”

 

All superb quotes. All very hard to live by. Writing is challenging, it can make you vulnerable.

Life makes you vulnerable.

 

This month has been riddled with procrastination at its best. I’ve been procrastinating even though the editing has been strenuous. I am learning guitar (a month and a half in)! Which is hard but fun and my left hand fingers look gross at the finger tips.

And the worst part. I lost a friend. Not like she died. But that she chose to keep her life in a toxic place and I couldn’t think of any way to try to help her (I’ve tried so many times, so many ways) so I tried to shock her into taking action (about her happiness) and it didn’t work how it hoped it would have. I gave her an ultimatum. But she then made things worse by choosing to see how it goes with the toxic side of her life rather than try to fix the rift. So of course when I walked away from the situation she decided to make herself look like a victim in the situation at my hands rather than keep it amicable and clean as a friendship break up. She went from talking about me on social media to actively messaging and calling people to say how I am rubbish.

It is sad that it had to go that way. This is the only place I have and will make a comment on it, the breakdown sucks. But there is little I can do when someone has made their choice twice.

I just want her to know I hope that she gets what she needs, truly gets what is needed. I hope she has a happy life.

 

That aside. I know mentioned I am editing, yup, I sure am. I am hoping to find an agent or publisher to be able to get this story onto some tangible paper!

I am getting ready to prepare something exciting on here too so don’t worry something new and exciting is coming… keep popping in and I might tell a little more next time.

I have spent hours trying to avoid procrastination by writing. I am sure I am not the only one who finds procrastination something that writers would get an olympic gold for. I’ll collect my medal later.

So its been just over a month and a half since I started to learn guitar… So I am sure that there is a little curiosity. I know and can execute the 9 major chords (A, C, D, G, E, E minor, A minor, D minor) as well as a couple of others. What songs have I been learning in my beginner-ness? Get Back- Demi Lovato, Nightingale- Demi Lovato, Slow Down- Selena Gomez, Halo- Beyonce, and the tabs for Shouldn’t Come Back- Demi Lovato.

So while it has been a weird suckish month in some aspects, in others, my god its been wonderful!

I went to a concert with my bro Harry recently- It was awesome! We went to Hyde Park, we saw Pharrell Williams perform and Stevie wonder. The food was good. The freebies = awesome. The atmosphere was the best thing about it, there was such a great vibe going on!  I have learned something by saying yes to going, just follow a good vibe and impulse. It has been awesome to hang out with such positive people.

It is always important to hang around positive energies for certain.

So I want to keep doing more impulse yes moments!

May luck and adventure be on your side!

ARA xxx

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Counting Chapter Thirty Cheeky Extras

Choice

Well that is a bit of a trick. There is rarely ever a true choice, an unpredictable choice. That is the thing, when the choice, the decision is made, it boils down to instinct. What is the instinctive reaction to the environment?

What does it promote? The good or the evil in the world.

Choosing to act on either level is a huge commitment.

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Counting Corvids Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty “The point of no return”

 

Willows eyes opened in an attic, exposed roof beams above her she hauled herself out of bed. Her feet hit the warm floor boards creaking below her, she tried to lighten her step as she edged towards the small window. Outside the neighbourhood seemed quite picturesque.

She caught her reflection across the room, her hair needed dying her roots were disgusting. She looked down, her hand reached her stomach, full and much bigger then when she remembered it. “The baby survived the potion don’t worry.” Willow looked up relieved she threw her arms around Eldridge. He sat Willow down on the bed and began to talk. “Well after Hunter finally let go of you, an hour later or so maybe more, they took you to prepare for your funeral, we managed to steal your body and we brought you here. We looked after you, we brought you to this safe house. As far as I know Hunter thinks a demon stole your body, but doesn’t know that you’re not actually dead.”
Willow took a deep breath before she began retelling some of the dreams she had seen of a life with evil and a life with good. Eldridge frowned as she continued to explain before she told him what her parents had said. “It was not a dream, you saw two realities good and evil, you do have to make that choice.”
“I have”

“Good, I am glad, but you have to understand this choice is permanent and binding. What you decide defines not only your future but every Elemental and of course your baby. You need to make sure that it is what you really want.” Willow nodded her understanding.

 

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Counting Corvids Chapter Twenty-Nine Cheeky Extras

Potion or poison?

Well, it can be both isn’t it? A potion made of good intentions could be poison to evil and a potion made of bad can be poison to good.

A potion will have as much purpose as poison. But the way they are used can be very different. That is the thing, when Willow takes a potion/poison, what will she be letting herself in for? And who gave it to her?

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Counting Corvids Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Twenty-Nine “I Do”

 

Demons flanked her on both sides down the dark chamber, the aisle alight with fireballs. Steadying her unease, discomfort and nerves Willow stepped forward resisting the urge to run. Willow made it to the alter. Hunter smiled at Willow not seeing her stone like gaze. The hooded figure began to speak. Willows eyes rolled, her body tensed and she collapsed to the floor. Hunter dipped down to revive her but she wouldn’t wake. Testing to find her pulse he couldn’t find one, he shot into a fiery rage sending demons flying in his anger and pain.

*

Willow woke in her house but it all seemed different. Her parent’s room had become her own. She ventured downstairs, there at the head of the table sat Hunter in a council of the demons. Seconds later she was thrown across the room. The place was under attack again opportunistic demons being hunted by the Delicai had landed in the room, Willows heart broke as Hunter casually killed them. Willow screamed “no” Hunter’s face said it all as he pulled her away and out of sight of the demons. “We talked about this darling, your alliance is with me not them.” he hissed before storming back into his meeting slamming the door.

“This is not what I wanted, I never ever wanted this, it can’t be real, it can’t be. I don’t want to this.”
*
Willow opened her eyes in sunshine, someone took her hand as she lay on the grass. Willow turned to see Oliver laying beside her. She smiled, she didn’t care too much about the ache in her shoulder. She sat up and pulled Oliver to his feet as they turned to vanquish the Quake that had sent them flying. “There’s nothing quite like vanquishing yet another demon is there?” Oliver grinned as he blindfolded Willow leading her gently.

“You remember in that prison cell when we talked and you told me about that dream? Well, give me one second, I tied the knot too well, sorry honey.” He undid the blindfold, she slowly opened her eyes “you didn’t?”

“I did” he smiled and lead her through the gates it was beautiful, “I found one just like the one we saw in Grimeston, that pretty fountain we fell in love with, so what do you think?”
“Its perfect, you’re perfect” she beamed throwing her arms around him. “We just have to be careful with the demons but other then that isn’t it beautiful?”

“Perfect.”
*
Willow opened her eyes in nothingness. “Willow its time to choose” her parents stood in front of her. “Choose between good and evil, fight for evil and have more power then you can dream or fight for good and battle the eternal fight for what is right.” Willow smiled she knew her choice.

 

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