Disappear

I just want to disappear

Into the stories that I hear

 

Onto the pages from which I read

Becoming my imagination’s most precious seed

 

I want to fly above the sky

Happy as a kite so high

 

I want to dive into the sea

And live with mermaids filled with glee

 

Fight battles of magic, mystery, and lust

Finding true love is always a must

 

Travel to the edges of space

Finding out my secret grace

 

I want to be much more than I am

Become my own personal grand slam

 

Never look back at what I used to be

And become a more powerful and much better me

 

Take over a world and become their queen

Rule until life fades to a dream

 

Because I just want to disappear

Into the stories that I hear.

 

Tahnee Fritz 2017

Finally Making Headway!

Lately I’ve been so unfocused that I kept jumping from one project to the next–thank God for the insane amount of notes I keep for each story idea.

I couldn’t seem to keep my head on straight. Suddenly, out of freaking nowhere, I was on my evening run through the neighborhood–I’m pretty sure I was listening to some Fall Out Boy to keep my heart pumping–and it hit me. A spark of inspiration for a project that’s been on the backburner for a while now. I found and created a new beginning, made an outline from beginning to end (although the exact ending isn’t set in stone just yet). I got to work on this one the other day and I’m 8,000 words in so far. At work, I tend to write a rough chapter on my phone and I have three of them waiting to be transferred to the computer.

Needless to say, my mind’s been busy with this one!

I’m finally out of my unfocused rut and can get back to bringing my characters to life. Of course, they have to endure some amount of tragedy and end-of-the-world peril or I’d be pretty bored.

I even have the perfect title for my latest story: The Day the People Disappeared. I’ll let you use your imagination to see where that will go!

It was but a dream…

I had the strangest dream last night. It was heart-racing and romantic at the same time and I remember a good chunk of it which makes it all the more worthwhile.

Lately, I’ve been working on a few different projects at the same time. Needless to say, my mind is a bit frazzled and overstuffed with the usual weirdness that needs to spill out. I think a few of my story ideas meshed together while I slept to create a large masterpiece of a chaotic disaster. My mind took bits of Eternity mixed it with chunks of a science-fiction novel I don’t have titled yet and also threw in a dash of my young adult trilogy, The Human Race.

I don’t exactly know why my mind opted for this random array of my writings, but I’m not complaining. Despite the randomness of my dream, it inspired me to change up my science-fiction novel that I’ve been working on for the last two years. I think I might finally have the perfect storyline that will add the perfect amount of suspense to my characters’ lives.

Dreams are definitely a point of inspiration for many writers and I am proud to be one of them. I’m just glad I can remember them most of the time.

Short Story: The Far Beyond

The ground is thirty-feet below. If I mess up this jump, I’ll snap my ankles for sure. The pain won’t be the worst of it, either. They will catch me and lock me away for being a nutcase and believing in worlds their eyes could never see. But I have seen them. I have dreamt of the wildest and most beautiful places this human world could never imagine.

I have longed to go there for years. I’ve searched far and wide, losing those I once held dear because they failed to see the wonders of this place beyond the stars. The land that is far away from time and space, where human life can be transformed into something mystifyingly beautiful. Every day will be an adventure and have a purpose that will only be meant for me.

After ten years, I finally found the portal to the land in the far beyond and I haven’t much time to make the leap.

The tree is dying and it will take the powers of that land straight to the gates of heaven. I will forever lose the opportunity to discover the true meaning of my existence.

How can I go on with my life if that life is dull and relentless?

I need to make this jump and stick the landing with perfection. It is the only way to escape the madness chasing after me through the woods. I hear them shouting my name and ordering me to return. They threaten and curse, claiming me insane for having visions they could never fathom.

They will never understand the dreams I have.

A dog barks; low and terrifying. They’re getting closer by the second. The sunlight casts their shadows over the grass and heavy boots trudge through fallen leaves of an early autumn. Men, women, and even children are hunting down me—the wild girl standing on the highest branch in the tallest tree.

I inch to the edge, nervously clutching the strap to my satchel. I packed only what I may need to survive whatever lives in the land far beyond. Clothes, water, a loaf of bread, and the only photo I have left of my parents. They disappeared when I was seven and left me with dreams of the place I seek. It’s a longshot, but my gut is telling that I will find them there. That they will be waiting with arms wide open for the daughter they love.

I can’t mess this up.

I take a deep breath. The voices grow louder. One of them shouts that they’ve spotted me and startles me. I nearly fall off the branch before I’m ready. The limb wavers and creaks beneath my wobbling legs. I stretch my arms out wide to obtain my balance. Down below, I see them. They’re running toward my tree now. They carry torches and pitchforks as if I am some type of monster. If only they could see the monsters in themselves before destroying the dreams I hold dear.

The tree begins to quake and I glance to the lowest branches. Two, strong men with thick beards and axes are hacking away at the trunk. I shake my head and breathe a faint no.

I’m out of time now. If they succeed and the tree falls, I will die right along with the land I love so much. My heart pounds wildly and I let my right foot dangle over the branch.

This is it; I think with a smile crossing my face, this is the start of something wonderful.

I step over the branch and shrieks of terror erupt from the hunters below. The wind whips through my hair as warmth wraps around my soul. I bask in a light that blinds me and slip into the land of the far beyond.

My Upcoming Publishing Endeavor

Hello world,

I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything, but I’m still alive and still writing strong. I have an announcement to make!

This year I have a goal set in mind to finally publish one of my books, Eternity. This one has been finished for a bit now and is in desperate need of being read by the world. I’ll have to go back through and edit a few things, fix some glitches, and get my beta readers’ feedback. I don’t have an exact timeline for this one to be out, but my goal is to have it ready by the end of the year. I’ll keep my fans updated. It’s been a while since I’ve published anything and I feel the need to do so.

So, for those of you who love reading fiction books that are suspenseful, adventurous, and also have a hint of science fiction and time-travel, then you’ll love Eternity. You’ll follow the tale of Calvin Montague on her journey of changing her life and becoming a person her own brother doesn’t recognize. She takes over the country and follows what she believes is the right path to take. (I’ll give out more details later on, but here’s a taste of what is going on.)

Well, that’s all for tonight. I’m looking forward to this endeavor and hope the rest of you are as well.

Alternate Dimensions?

Tonight I read something strange that could really get your imagination going. It was just a simple meme, but I tend to overthink about the things that spark my creative side. It went something like this:

“What if there are multiple yous living in alternate dimensions and your dreams are you viewing what your other selves are doing.” (I’m not sure who said this. I only know it’s a meme somewhere.)

That really makes you wonder sometimes.

If by some totally random chance this is true, I don’t know if I should feel sorry or be completely jealous of my other mes. Some of them live crazy, exciting lives, while others are constantly fighting to get away from the bad guys. Of course, I’d be all over the me that has the super powers and saves the human race from total destruction. Then again, I wouldn’t mind being the bad guy who takes over the world. (Just kidding!)

I suppose it’s statements like this one that really works at my imagination and drives me to write even more. I live through my characters and let them do the risky events that keep them alive and most of the time there are a lot of bad guys chasing after them. In all honestly, I don’t think I’d last a day with the other mes in my head. I’d be on the ground, in the fetal position, waiting for it all to be over with.

I think I’ll stick with writing instead!

Editing Eternity

While working on my other projects, I have been polishing one of my favorites by far, Eternity. This may sound conceded since I’m the author of this, but I swear I could read it one a thousand times over and never get tired of it. It’s my own work of art and I’m so enthralled with how it’s turned out. It’s got action, adventure, romance, murder, a hint of time travel, as well as some science fiction thrown in the mix. My main character, Calvin, is my favorite, of course. She really shouldn’t be since she’s not exactly a nice person throughout most of it. But, she means well and is only following her lifelong dream of getting the world to remember her name and adore her. What twenty-something year old girl doesn’t want that?

I’ve even taken the time to revamp my query letter on this one in order to start over fresh when sending to agents and publishers. Then will come the gut-wrenching time period of reading through rejection letters until I finally get the one that tells me what I want to hear. Of course, I never get my hopes up and I’ll never stop trying.

Anyway, that’s my rant for today. Time to get back to editing!

The Human Race Book 3

I realized that it has been a while since I have given an update on The Human Race trilogym so here it is. As we all know, the first two are out and available to buy in paperback or download on the kindle. I am getting some pretty nice feedback about the both of them and that is just awesome. Fans are simply the best! The link to purchase them is still at the top of my blog page here, so go ahead and check it out to your heart’s content.

The third, and final, book in the series is still in progress. I just crossed over the 50,000 word mark and I always get excited when I make it there on anything I am working on. The title is still going to be The Main Event and it still follows Bridget on her journey through the apocalypse. She is still fighting zombies and vampires, but she also is fighting a much bigger enemy as well. Humans! One in particular and if you’ve read The Fighting Chance (book 2) you’ll know exactly who I am talking about. Of course, I can’t give too much away. I like to be sneaky and mean like that.

My plan for this one is to get the first draft done hopefully by February. Then it will be revised and edited, then revised and edited some more because you can’t have a masterpiece without those two wonderful terms of enjoyment added to the to-do list. I say that with much sarcasm because editing is a pain, as every writer on the planet knows.

Outside of the zombie and vampire realm, I am working on a secret project. I’m hoping that once it is finished and edited to perfection that it won’t stay a secret for long. With that one, I intend to query agents and go through the whole rejection letter process all over again until I find that magic person to grant me the key to traditional publication. Don’t worry, I still plan on doing the independent thing on the side during this journey of mine. It’s just been a dream of mine to see what I’ve created on bookshelves everywhere or even on the big screen. But, I mustn’t get my hopes up yet. I still have plenty of work to do.

Blue Bantlee: My Very First Writing Passion

When I was seventeen, I worked at this farm store here in my home town. It was part time and I worked in the automotive department, which I used to hate, but with the job I have now I’m still in that area, selling tires to semi drivers and all that. But, while working the evenings, wandering up and down the aisles trying to find something to do or a customer to assist, I managed to come up with my very first novel idea that I was insanely passionate about at the time. I spent so many hours, staying up way past midnight so I could cram in as much writing as I could before I needed to get some sleep for school the next day. I came up with the idea for this book (which is going to be a series when I’m finished with it) while working one night.

The more I think about how I came up with the idea, the more I smile at how random it was. I remember walking down one of the aisles, facing some of the objects and there was something that I was moving that was the color blue and I kept thinking, “How weird it would be to have Blue for a name.” Well, with that I created my first character that I absolutely fell in love with. Her name was Blue Bantlee, which of course is a nickname. Her real name is Adrienne, but she has the brightest blue eyes the world has ever seen which is why her “father” always called her Blue. There is a reason why there are quotation marks around the word father, but I’d rather not give a lot of it away. I will say that she doens’t have the best of lives anymore. She lives in a war torn country that has been separated by a giant wall that runs from the northern border down to the southern. It’s meant to keep the rebels in the Wastelands away from the perfect people who live in the fancy cities on the other side of the wall.

Just thinking about this again and I’m feeling so giddy about working on the project. It was my masterpiece when I was writing it throughout my senior year of high school and all through college. (In case you’re wondering, I graduated college about five years ago.)

So, with the sequal to The Human Race nearing its release date, I’ve been thinking about Blue again and how I am going to blow the dust off and get back to work. It was my first book I was more than passionate and obsessed about. My first book that I got to 120,000 words before I considered the first draft finished and also the first book I tried seeking a literary agent for. My plan is to revisit this passion of mine when I’m done writing The Human Race trilogy and try searching for an agent again for the Blue Bantlee series. I’ve already opened the file back up and gave it a much more appealing title: Into the Wastelands: A Blue Bantlee Adventure. I’m not sure how many book there will be with this series for I have a lot planned for her. I’m sad to be nearing the end of my zombie/vampire trilogy, but I’m more than excited to get back to work on my first attempt at writing a novel.

I hope there are others out there, much like myself, who pour their heart and soul into whatever their passion is. We cannot give up on what makes us happy. We can set it aside for a little while, like I did with Blue Bantlee, but we’ll find that day when we need to get back to it, with a smile on our face, and keep working for what we believe in.

Crazy for Love release date

Well, I was busy this weekend. Did some much needed yard work to make my house look a lot less depressing and realized we need a new deck so that might be in the works. Also, I finished proofreading and editing the final draft of Crazy For Love and plan on releasing it to the wonderful world of readers this week. Wednesday actually. It will be available on Kindle and also in paperback for those who love the good ol’ feel of a book in their hands. I’m among those proud people.

Once it’s released, I’ll post a link to it on here and it’ll also have it’s own special page right here on my blog just like The Human Race!!