On the Horizon: Cosmoflux

Four months really do fly by.

In sixteen days, my second novel, Cosmoflux, will be on sale. This was a novel that I worked on right after Resonance, and even though it isn’t a sequel to my debut, it is a story that I had a lot of fun writing and polishing.

Here is a small summary:

Elias Riley has only one duty—guiding ships to the Vulfardisian land mass and city-state from the safety of his glass orb. He lives a life of solitude, never questioning. But that solitude ends when a ship comes spiraling through the Cosmic Bridge and crashes into his sphere.

The pilot is a battle priestess named Anya Solis, and the whirlwind of trouble that follows her is something Elias is not prepared to handle.

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Well, it happened.

I think I’m getting my first winter cold.

My throat’s somewhat scratchy, and even though my hands are usually cold (“Cold hands, warm heart”?) my whole body is cold. So, now I’m bundled up and about to make a nice hot cup of tea. I love winter—it’s a beautiful season, and I like watching snow fall while I’m inside—but I hate getting sick in this season!

Well, at least I have a ton of books that I’ve yet to read?



Why Science-Fiction and Fantasy?

Why do I write stories centered around the science-fiction and fantasy genres?


The long and short of it is this: Both genres allow me to stretch my imagination. I base a lot of my works around one simple question,”What if?”. Science-fiction is indeed a wondrous genre, and as far back as I can remember, I believe it was Asimov’s “Fantastic Voyage” that first got me hooked. (I honestly need to find a copy of that book, also.) The fantasy genre, on the other hand, has stuck with me for much longer.

There’s something about fantasy that draws me in. Whether it’s the world in which the story takes place, the characters, or even the story, my imagination just soars. I like twisting realities, adding supernatural elements, etc, which, as I’ve said before, allows me to stretch my imagination. Combining fantasy with science-fiction results in near-limitless results.

Will I ever write stories in other genres?

That’s hard to say—after all, my limit is my imagination.


Finding Inspiration

As a fiction writer, there are times when I find myself out of ideas.

I watch people. I listen to music. I become absorbed in various foreign language dramas. I binge various anime series. I read as much as I can. Heck, I even get a gaming session in once in a blue moon. Even with all of those various “hats,” in the back of my mind, I’m constantly thinking and creating and forming story fragments.

I sit back and just take in everything like a sponge. To me, the well of ideas—both good and bad—is infinite. If something doesn’t work for a project I have in mind, I stash it away for later. I’ve written a few things here and there (and have found myself embarrassed by them), but I haven’t thrown those stories and ideas away because I think they may be worked into a story later. Listening to music and reading just adds to that well. Aside from a few genres, I listen to just about anything, but what I really like about music is that it helps you visualize ideas. Instrumentals evoke emotions, and just as quickly, ideas form.

Reading fiction and picturing everything in one’s mind flexes the imagination and—as it has been noted—helps people sympathize. But while reading, I’m also creating and forming ideas of my own, just as if I were watching a show or playing an RPG.

The well never really runs dry. Inspiration never really “ends.” It’s something that is literally everywhere; we just need to keep our eyes and ears open, our mouths shut, and our hearts on our sleeves.


Instagram is up!

Hey, everyone!

If you haven’t noticed, I started up Instagram recently. What will you find there? Aside from random paragraphs of books that I’m currently reading, you will find quick snaps of upcoming works, the stages of my works-in-progress, and cover art.

I just started my Instagram a week ago, so feel free to follow! Here’s the link.



I hope everyone is enjoying the events leading up to the holiday season. Here in my area, the temps are above normal, so it’s perfect sweater-slash-light jacket weather for me!

On the other hand, I’m probably on the verge of a huge decision, one that has me nervous, scared, and excited. This year was a rollercoaster for me, and to be honest, sometimes I wish that a few things that happened didn’t happen at all. Sometimes I wish I could turn back that clock just so I could do things another way.

But change is something that should be embraced instead of feared. I should anticipate whatever new prospects are on the horizon.

However, given that one of these “new prospects” is in the form of something I’ve worked hard on and am pretty close to releasing to the world, I can’t help but be nervous.

Has anyone else felt the same way?



Pulling Up my NaNoWriMo Stakes

Long time no blog.

It’s almost the end of November, and that also means it’s almost the end of National Novel Writing Month. I didn’t think I would be able to do it this year, given everything that was going on, but thanks to a major life change and the encouragement of a friend, I dove in.

I started out pretty strong. I was meeting my word count goals. But after a while, I slowed my pace and felt the stress start to settle in around week two or so.

Mind you, I still tried to write. I even had a good catch up day, but could never fully capitalize on it. What led me to stop participating in NaNoWriMo was something that was literally right in front of my face.

I had a lot of words, but I had no idea just where my story was going, or where I wanted it to go. However, what I did write was enough to get some sort of an idea going, and that branched off into many more. I feel that now, I have enough to let the story (and ideas) simmer and grow, and that’s what led me to quit NaNoWriMo.

As for the story I’m putting on hold, I will most likely look at it a good while from now, pick out the good, and reconstruct it again.


Take care, everyone!