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.

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Lord Firebird: a relative’s novel

Now I’m not the only self published or indie author I know. I would like to share an in law’s book with all of you today. It’s available on kindle and also in print. I have the privilege of taking with the author whenever I want and she is wonderful as well as her very first novel, Lord Firebird, by J F MacCrimmon. You can check it out by following the link below.

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1494285169?ie=UTF8&force-full-site=1&ref_=aw_bottom_links

A dream well spent…

Had a pretty good turnout with the promotion I had going on with my book. I can’t lie. I know my work isn’t perfect, there’s a chance you could find a word missing, but this is my first published novel and I’m still proud of myself regardless. I’m hoping to have millions more buy it, read it, tell me what they think. It’s the greatest feeling in the world knowing there’s quite a few people, like 250, out there who will be reading something I created, the one thing that truly makes me who I am. I hope all of you out there who are reading this, gets the chance to live their dream and feel absolutely wonderful about it. I can’t wait to hear what every one thinks about it, good or bad, it doesn’t matter to me. Like I said, I’m really grateful for such a good turnout and I hope this means many more people will be buying it.
Also like to add, that the print version will be coming shortly. I need to order the proof of my book and review it before I have an actual release date for that one. Might be a little bit, but that’s to be expected with every book that comes to print.

For right now, I’ll be working on the sequal which I’ve titled “The Fighting Chance”. It’s coming along nicely and I already have a plan for the third and final book in this series. Don’t have a title for that one just yet, but it will hit me like the first two have.

This is it for today, so keep reading and keep following your dreams.

My Author Photo

Last weekend I went out with the hubby and found a beautiful spot in the park to take a few shots for my author photo. I know I didn’t get a professional to do this for me, but I like the idea of being the sole creator of my book from cover to cover. My husband took the photo, actually a lot of them just to give me some options. I found a few that I really like, posted them on Facebook for my friends to help out a bit, and came up with the one I thought was the best. I played around with it, cropped it, thought about doing black and white but it didn’t look right. With the Fall leaves in the background, I think it’s a good shot.

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The Cover

Well, I finally created the cover to my book, The Human Race. I want to share it with everyone. I’m actually a little proud of myself on this one. I’m not normally the photographer type (writing has always been my thing) but my husband and I went out, found this amazing piece of highway, and I got the cover to my book. Seeing as how the majority of the story takes place on the road, it suits it. I got really lucky and it was hazy out the day I took the photo and it made for a really eerie kind of picture. I did some editing, of course, made it look less like something taken with a camera and a little more like a painting.
I love how it turned out. My friends on the amazing world of Facebook like how it turned out. Hopefully all of you do as well. Too bad I couldn’t find any zombies or vampires this day. I guess they were hiding.
Book Cover