Washington, DC is known for many things, one of them being the National Cherry Blossom Festival, which kicks off annually to coincide with Peak Bloom.
Peak Bloom is a grand time here and I look forward to it every year. For me, it’s an unofficial goodbye to the gloom of winter and a way to welcome warmer weather. The city comes alive again and I find myself feeling as though emerging from a chrysalis.
All this is to say I’m doing a Peak Bloom Sale again this year.
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Woke up in a panic and turned it into art
I’m not a heavy sleeper. In fact, I rarely sleep at all some nights. I’ve struggled with insomnia most of my adult life. Sometimes it is manageable, but other times I can barely get enough rest to function.
I can’t explain why I can’t sleep. I’ve tried meditation. Medication. Therapy. For the past twenty years, I’ve sought answers, but they have eluded me.
My insomnia is now a part of me whether I like it or not.
When I do manage to sleep nowadays, I tend to fall into very deep sleep—the kind where you are dead to the world and, if woken, find yourself confused as to where you are or even when you are.
I don’t want to get into a whole Thing—I have a therapist for that—but most of my deep dreams are nightmares. Bone-chilling, spine-tingling dreams full of horrors I didn’t even know I could imagine. It’s odd because, while I wake up panting and sweating and fearful for my life, I also find that I’ve gotten the rest I need to make it through the day. I’m not going to even speculate what that means, but I have to admit I do find it fascinating.
A few weeks ago, after a particularly horrendous nightmare, I got an idea. Why not write down what I experience? I loathed to take a break from my current horror project, which is Serrulata Saga-related, but this dream was so powerful I felt compelled to share.
So, for the past two weeks, I turned my most vivid, recurring nightmares into a 10,000 word short story.
I have no idea when I’m going to share this with y’all—or if it’s even worthy of being shared—but the experience was cathartic.
Back to…unnamed romance number three
I’m turning back to romance for the next month and a half.
I’ve collected all alpha feedback on my yet-to-be-named third Serrulata Saga romance. Once I incorporate it, it’s time to revise and edit. If all goes according to plan, I’ll have this ready to go to my editor by mid-May.
I am working with my cover artist now on the cover and I am getting very excited for this one, y’all. I’m planning to do the title and cover reveal at the same time and—yep, you know it—newsletter subscribers are going to get that info first. Subscribe, subscribe, subscribe.
Ok this post was longer than I intended. Thanks for bearing with me. Until next time…