I am Writer. Hear Me Roar.

Here's to announce my latest foray into cyberspace. Look out everybody!

That was my roar in case you weren't entirely sure. So, if you roar in the woods and nobody hears it does that mean you actually roared? Well, I heard my own roar and I was mildly impressed by it. Almost made me raise an eyebrow.

Writing a first blog post is pretty much like doing a monologue in your closet.  I could go all Edward Snowden here and spill all the dirty clandestine government doings and I still won't need to crash at consulates of non-extradition countries. That's the bright side of obscurity.

From the title it's obvious that I'm an author. And the biggest struggle of any writer is always finding out what's beyond the blinking cursor. What hidden worlds are lurking just beyond that vertical line that appears and reappears like a haunting specter? Beyond the cursor the Muse is sitting on her giant mushroom and blowing smoke in the shape of broken hearts into my face. Hearts of bards, playwrights, and tale tellers that she's crushed by her mad caprices––daring me to mess with her. 

So anyway, I'm very close to launching my first book in a few weeks if the stars align like they should. It's entitled The Cellar: A Post-Apocalyptic Novella.  I decided to insert "post-apocalyptic novella" into the title because the last thing I need is a disgruntled reader who is looking for how-to manuals on tornado shelters.

Here's a brief synopsis of the book for your perusal:

 

A hundred years after The Event, the earth has become a vast, barren wasteland.  In this dying world, seventeen-year-old Daren has become the sole hunter for his village.  But food is scarce, and it’s only a matter of time before they all die of hunger or worse . . . until he discovers a can of beans, new and pristine, as if fresh from a factory.  But where did it come from?  And will he discover its source in time to save his people?

I hope that whets your appetite for more than just beans. And in case you were wondering it was Bush's Baked Beans with honey...my favorite. Of course, Daren couldn't read that due to the end of civilization and no school and Twitter and all that.  It's essentially YA since it's told from the viewpoint of a teenager. I expect to write a lot more YA books with apocalyptic and dystopian themes in the near future.  I intend to dine as a giddy author/fan in the same cafeteria as the greats who have gone before me. If I'm half as lucky as I deserve to be I'd like to sit a lunch table away from the likes of JK Rowling, Suzanne Collins and Cassandra Clare. And also Veronica Roth. Although, I'm not entirely sure how weird it is to admire and emulate someone who's actually younger than me. 

Thank you for visiting my maiden blog post. I hope you'll stop by again for more musings and ravings courtesy of me.  And I hope you've come closer to considering having my little book as your cozy little beach read.  Because nothing says cozy like survival in a dying world.