Today is Release Day! *runs around the house screaming* To celebrate, I’ve got a special post to share with you on the Lament Blog Tour! Just as any story will always hold a special piece of the writer within its pages, the themes of Lament reflect ideas I’ve often struggled with. The Themes of Lament Belonging: In Keen we’re introduced to Caoine, a half-human/half-fae who lives in the Mortal Realm singing her banshee lament each night. From page one we are immersed in her wo

Yay! Stops #6 + 7 in the Lament Blog Tour are up! Check it out, Caffeinated friends. You won’t be disappointed! *cartwheels* I’m so excited that we get to hang with Tabitha Caplinger who has a visual post of the World of Lament! *squeals!* You’ll find her post here. This girl has some amazing books out herself. Be sure to check them out! And we get to visit with the very cool master of all-things-cryptid, Tammy Ayers from Cryptid World for a book review of Lament! *eep!* You’

Another blog tour stop, Caffeinated friends! Yesterday was Lament Blog Tour Day #5! *happy claps* We visited with Laura A. Grace who hosted a Guest Post: The Writing Process! *woo hoo!* You’ll find that here. Feel free to leave a comment! I’d love to hear what you think of how Lament came to be! Stay tuned today for another post in the Lament Blog Tour! Tabitha Caplinger has a beautiful visual post of the World of Lament! You’ll find her blog here. You can also find the stops

“Heather, did you take the honey?” The little girl withered. “It was a full jar,” Momma said. “Well….” Heather fidgeted with her dress. Momma crossed her arms. “Did you give it to your imaginary friends again?” Heather looked down. “How many times have I told you?” her Momma huffed. “It’s a waste of food! We’ll get rats if you keep shoving food under the floorboards!” She threw her hands up and stomped away. Heather knelt and lifted the floorboard. “You okay, Scrimrim?” she s

A bright globe, orange and yellow and shades of white, blazed above. Light that accosted her eyes, caused her to squint. Where was she? Pain ached through her limbs, a zip along her back, as she pushed up. Then another sensation, a pulse and a twitter, a flap to her sides. A flutter that made her jump. Wings! She had wings that glistened around her! Skin pale and smooth, flawless, alabaster, untouched by the mustard orb in the sky. Her lips pressed together. Who was she? “Hel