Forging a Writer

Forging a Writer

Wordsmith am I.
My craft I know.
My trade I ply
by forge-fire glow.

And scathing spark
oft touch my face.
Kiss’d in the dark,
I hold my place.

My muscles quake.
My eyes are dry.
The heat does bake
the tears I cry.

In silence, birth,
by hammer’s ring,
steel from earth
my soul I wring.

By anvil’s clamour
I shape my art
I raise my hammer
and strike my heart.

Of pieces that fall
I beat the blade.
My bread is gall
e’er I be paid.

Pass me through fire.
Perfection I need.
A sword of desire,
for this I bleed.

Softling dear,
burned I your dreams?
Shame, I can’t hear,
above mine own screams.

Two posts in one day? Say it ain’t so! Well, I was randomly inspired to write about what it means to me to be an author. I usually don’t spit out stuff that rhymes so this was interesting.

For centuries, …

For centuries, legends of the ancient sorcerer known as the White Asp have been told.

But this demon is writing a new tale in the blood of the slaughtered, as cities and kingdoms fall to his relentless assault. In a desperate bid for survival, the Stonehart clan places its hopes on the shoulders of Damon, whose blood magic is the strongest of all of his kin. Thrust from childhood onto the battlefield, Damon must find a way to stop the sorcerer’s onslaught.

Born with only half of their magic, every Stonehart must seek out their Reflection to gain their full power. Damon’s match, Phoenix Solara, escaped the Asp’s holocaust but fell into a strange world where bird-men live underground and stew in madness, pining for a sun they cannot see. Separated from her mystical counterpart, Phoenix can only reach Damon in snatches of time when they are both dreaming.

Damon seeks the knowledge to save his people; Phoenix searches for the power to escape her prison. But even if they find a way to aid each other, will it be enough to repel their common foe, or will the world be crushed under the coils of the White Asp?

Sound like something you’d like to dive into? Hopefully yes! This is the blurb for my fantasy novel, Blood of Midnight: The Broken Prophecy. It’s currently scheduled to come out this winter.

As a status report: My manuscript is currently at the editor’s. A bout of illness prevented him from getting much done over the past month. Feel better soon Kal!

Next up, more great advice from authors written on their tools-of-the-trade: their hands.