So, it is a much colder winter in Denver than last year.

I’ll make it.

Does anyone have winter shows? Like shows you only watch during snowy seasons?

I have two.

I trying to distract myself because this post is going to be as real as it gets.

Might as well get into it.

Struggles.

Every writer faces them. Every writer comes to that ethereal wall where we have to decide whether climbing it is important or settling will do for us. This takes on many forms. A lot of writers will slump at the thought of sitting in a room, undistracted, to do that deep-thinking that every author must do in a piece. We are plagued by voids that fill our manuscripts, while the wrong words sit in front of a beautiful space that needs the perfect arrangement of letters. It ends up looking like a puzzle with the wrong piece in place. We need to sit and think ourselves out of that, dreaming and reading and dreaming. Sadly, a lot of writers settle.

Or the other struggle. The one I found all too recently.

Will my struggles be recognized as enjoyable? Can my piece become something that people will be pleasantly surprised with, flipping through the pages because the fact that they found this series at the start attaches them more to my characters than snatching a book in a store. There should be some type of magic associated with stepping into the unknown with the author, and the characters, and seeing what the world has, right?

In the meantime, I am worried, as all artists are, that their lifeblood, their work, will not fulfill the role it was intended. How funny. Writers not only create their work from nothing, but then search to create a space, an interpretation of a need that none of their readers knew they had, but now need filled. Hopefully, The Time of Tears fits that place like the last piece to complete the puzzle.

It did for my work. My ability as a writer would be nowhere helpful or fulfilling if I did not learn the lessons from this series.

As I trudge my way through writing book 4, All my readers are entrenched in deserts, and caverns and desolate towns, wondering if the people to whom they are attached, will make it to where they need to be, and I thank you for your excitement and your willingness to tread these dangerous setting with me.

Happy reading and get ready… Book 2 is just around the corner.

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