Unwilling to Be Yours

It’s Me Me Monday! A day to promote, strut, and celebrate Your Me-ness!

Only Peter fears it may be all about Him, Him, Him, meaning the Perfect Prick, Damian Ashelocke and his hideous painting, ‘Waiting for Rebirth’. It managed to vanish, right out of his hands and he didn’t notice…


“What the…?” I turned around, searching every inch of the garden for a sign of a fallen canvas. “No, I don’t believe this!”

I glanced at the trees, the rosebushes, and the gazebo, half expecting to see a shadowy figure. “Way too magical for me!”

“Is it?” Christopher followed my gaze, showing no sign of surprise. “The magic in this place has always nourished me in a way human food can’t.”

“Nourishing.” I let out a half choked laugh. “Maybe the painting needed to eat. I have no idea what it was up to.”

“Maybe.” Christopher studied my expression, the corner of his mouth quirking up. “‘Waiting for Rebirth’ always had a will of its own.”

To be continued on Wednesday (#QueerBlogWed)…

Unwilling to Be Yours is the second prelude to Stealing Myself From Shadows, my novel under revision.

Waiting for Rebirth was the first. I’ve already posted and shared it in segments.

The third and final prelude is Be My Valentine…Snack.

Stealing Myself From Shadows is the first book in my Tales of the Navel/The Shadow Forest series, an ambient fantasy based on Tarot card imagery.

I’ve got drafts of the second book (The Hand and the Eye of the Tower) and the third  (A Godling for Your Thoughts?) standing by, awaiting revision.

Look for updates to this ongoing story every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday.

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