Hey everyone! For Flack Friday today, I am announcing a new page on my site. There is now a “Places and Products I <3” part of my site where you can visit the same places online I like to shop and learn more about products I love to use. As I come across things I just can’t live without, I’ll add to it. Those will also coincide with future Flack Friday posts, so they won’t be every week, but only as I find wonderful new things to share with you. Click the picture below to visit the new page!
On this last Thankful Thursday, I would like to thank each of the events for hosting me this year. I had my first event back in May when I released the final book of the Rose of Petrichoria series and have had a blast introducing new people to my books. Without your help, I would not have met most of these wonderful readers. I look forward to meeting new people at events in 2019, too. I already have some lined up. Check out my Scheduled Appearances page to find out where I’ll be. Also, if you’re curious on where I’ve been this year, check out these links to the great groups I’ve worked with this year.
- CHS Choir’s Holiday Craft Fair
- Holiday Artisans Market
- Holiday Bazaar Fundraiser for Boy Scout Troop 46
- Just Between Friends Marysville/Mt. Vernon, WA
- Kla Ha Ya Days Festival
- Marysville Boys and Girls Club
- Monroe Fair Days
- Mukilteo Foursquare Church Christmas Bazaar
- Mukilteo School District Annual Craft Fair
- Northwest Christian Writer’s Association
- Shopping Spooktacular
Enervate: Verb: 1: To reduce the mental or moral vigor of 2: To lessen the vitality or strength of
“Honey! It’s time to wake up!” Mom calls from the other side of the door.
“Muh,” I groan like Frankenstein’s monster. She laughs heartily and I hear her footsteps quiet as she walks away from the door.
I don’t want to wake up.
How can she laugh at a time like this, anyway?
Dragging myself out of bed, I walk over to my full-length mirror to examine myself before donning my library assistant uniform. After rationing and mandatory physical training took effect, my whole family lost weight. I wish I could actually enjoy it, but it’s not like it really matters whether or not I’m attractive to the opposite gender when I’m going to be assigned a husband in a little over ten hours anyway.
With a sigh, I walk to my closet and pull out the white jumpsuit and the long navy blue suit jacket I’m required to wear at the resource desk of the library. Pulling my hair back into a chignon, I pin it in place with a butterfly clip. Each day, we are allowed one personal accessory to wear in public. A wedding band won’t count since it will be added to my uniform after the ceremony.
Applying the requisite foundation, blush, nude eye color, mascara, and clear lip gloss, I consider what my husband might be like. Sometimes they pair opposites, like Mom and Dad. She is a history teacher and my dad is a car mechanic. Sometimes they go for similarities. Law enforcement partners are often matched. This time, though, it could go very differently for me.
At the beginning of the year, they started pairing some of us with them. My best friend, Tammena got matched with one and I haven’t seen her since. She was in last quarter’s coupling event. Although we knew we wouldn’t be in the same event, there was the hope we could at least stay near each other, so we could remain friends.
Standing in front of my closet again, I trace my fingers over the white chiffon of my ceremonial dress. It shouldn’t have surprised me when they made the announcement near the end of last year that they would be taking some of our own. Although they never came out and said it, many assumed that was their reasoning for invading our world: their distinct lack of females.
The takeover was swift and chaos was rampant for a few days while they took control, but once we got it through our heads that resistance was, indeed, futile, people slowly began to fall in line. There are rumors of a resistance, but if they’re doing anything, they’re not doing much to make a dent.
I sluff my way down the stairs and plop into a chair at the table, where a bowl of vanilla yogurt and granola wait for me. At least breakfast is good today.
“Come on, sweetie. You need to enervate yourself. It’s a big day today,” Mom prods.
“First of all, that word doesn’t mean what you think it means. Second, why should I be excited? I’m going to end up like Tammena. They’re going to take me away and–”
“Stop,” Mom hushes me with wide eyes. “You never know when they’re listening,” she whispers.
Shoving the bowl away from me, I get up to leave.
“You must eat your food, Lorena Wood,” a male voice resounds from the speaker in the living room. “Please be seated and resume your meal.”
Swallowing down an infuriated growl, I take my seat again. Mom gives me a warning look and I pull the bowl back to myself. Like a soldier, I eat the food quickly, not saying another word to the woman. She may have given birth to me, but she’s insane if she thinks I’m excited for this sham of a match.
“It could be good for you, to end up with one of them.”
I give her an incredulous look, pinch my lips together, and run out the door, slamming it behind me before she can say anything else. Good for me? Good to be told what to do for the rest of my life? Good to be forced to bear children of someone I don’t know? Good to be matched with an alien from outer space, who just happens to have enough DNA in common with me to be compatible.
No. This isn’t good for me. There’s no way it will be good for me.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
I’ve updated the Behind the Books portion of the site to reflect my works in progress. Currently, I’m working on a children’s chapter book featuring mermaids. The series will be called Mary’s Memoirs and one will be released every year.
I am very pleased to announce a collaboration with artist Kris Lewis, who will be doing the cover art for the series. She is fabulous and you should definitely check out her website, like her Facebook page, and follow her on Instagram.
This isn’t an image related to anything I’ve written or will write, but is a good example of her work. I’m very excited to work with her.
Kept, the final book in the Faith in Concordia series, was released for Kindle on Friday. I’m still making some tweaks in the cover for the print copies, so it’s not available for print, yet, but it will be very soon. I hope you all enjoy the conclusion to the first part in the Concordia project! Click the image to purchase it now!
Last minute event at the Evergreen State Fairgrounds in Monroe, WA. Come check out over 100 local crafters and artisans. I’m very close to the Santa photos and have Forgotten back in stock!
At the Marysville Stop n Shop today at the Boys and Girls Club. Only one more Forgotten left in stock for today!