***A huge thank you goes directly to the Author, B.F. Spath, who entrusted me with a copy of his novel in exchange for an honest review***
Back when I was a high school emo kid I really wanted to prove that I understood deep meaningful literature. Stuff that others, most certainly had a hard time getting, but because I was on a higher level I would just “get it.” My first and only deep dive into this frame of mind was when I attempted to read Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs. If I remember correctly I maybe read five pages before I realized, “hmmm, I really don’t get this,” and proceeded to put it on my bookshelf where it has remained untouched for for all these years. I feel like B.F. Spath‘s The Sun Temple is in the same vein, but the difference here is I actually read a bit further.
There is an endless love in my soul for Neil Gaiman. He is everything I would love to be as a writer. Even still, I have never once picked up a copy of The Sandman – until now. What I love about Gaiman is his ability to make a dark story seem light. There is always an element of darkness, but never fear and I appreciate that this is a feeling unique to his stories. Vol 1 of The Sandman: Preludes and Nocturnes did not differ from this.
If you follow along with my site/blog (and I hope most of you do) then you would have noticed that there has been a lack of consistency over the last two or so months. It may be too little, too late, but I am here to explain what has been going down on my end of things.
“Each time I die, I wake up in the body of his next victim. Time is never on my side, and I am running out of lives.”
“For as long as you can remember you’ve had this weird dream: You’re lying on a metal table, a light in your face, a dark silhouette stands above you. ‘She isn’t ready. Send her back.’ the voice says. Then you wake up. Tonight you sleep, except this time the voice says, ‘She’s ready. Pull her out.'”
“You’re taking a break outside your office building in a city. Listening to music you unconsciously tap your foot to the tune, but suddenly the sidewalk falls out from under you. You hear a voice in your head, ‘Correct. Access granted.'”
Despite the rough seas that is the ocean of editing I was thrilled to hand out Part One of my WIP to my small gaggle of beta readers this two weekends ago. Fear not to those who were hoping to be included in this group, this is simply round one and I intend to hand out full copies of my novel, once it’s gone through edits, to those later beta readers who are still interested. Current deadline to have the second draft of the novel complete is December 1st. We’ll see if I can pull it off.
In the meantime, I thought it would be fun to begin introducing some of the varied characters that line the pages of my story. There are two main characters and a whole host of side characters within my spiritual fantasy series, The Last War. I like to think each of them distinct in their own way and I would hope that would be portrayed in my writing, otherwise the characters would just be boring and I could not live with that.
The idea with this is to give a peek into the window of each character and the potential role they play within the series.