Hello everyone.

So excited to say that the manuscript, for the first of my series, is completed. I’m looking to see if I should look for a publisher, or self-publish. I really enjoy the whole writing process and would love to have my book published. But due to my own self-doubt, I hinder myself. I feel confident in my book, just not in myself.

I spent time crafting every chapter. I edit it to where it feels polished. I put so much work into it, that I feel it is worth putting it out there. Writing is my ultimate passion and dream. Sharing stories, and creating worlds was always my dream. Before I picked up a pencil to draw, I picked a pen to write. I was always a writer by heart and soul. I wrote poetry, and stories long before I tried to draw.

My sketchbooks are filled words, and notes, and so many written ideas that I outnumber any sketch. Give me a book, I will read endlessly. I could write forever. Art, art I struggle and my demons come to play. When I write, regardless of the emotional struggles I’m facing, I can not stop writing. My demons becomes my voice as the words flow through me. Art, my demons takes my hands away and I could no longer see. I write down my sketching ideas before I even sketch. Writing is second nature to me.

Down below is a sample of my book. I hope you enjoy.

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He takes charge and has a strong presence about him. I like it. I like it a lot. And when I pat his shoulder, he doesn’t seem to be effective. Oh, I really like this one. They all seem surprised that the phoenix listens to me. But I’m very confused about the girl. And that’s when I could smell it. She’s going into heat soon. This is going to be a bother. I then look down to the boy and asked for his name. Damon. Uh. I wonder if Mira gave him that name. No way Victor would. I sent the phoenix ahead of us, and picked up Damon, and told the other two to follow. As we walk, I couldn’t help look back at the guy. Whenever I did, our eyes would lock. They have such a pretty color. Well, all of him is attractive. And the redness of his face, is anything to go by, it seems he finds me attractive too. That’s good.