Me: Blurbs. Blurb, blurb, blurby blurb…they’re called blurbs.
Christopher: Ah, right. Do you have one of these, err, blurbs for Stealing Myself From Shadows?
Me: Heh, keep this up and this might turn back into a normal blog where I actually talk about my releases. All right, here we go…
I was enjoying being a person, playing the role of Gabrielle’s son, returning the fragments of lost souls and memory to those who found themselves within the Navel. A shop is much safer than a forest of hungry shadows or it should be.
Only Damian Ashelocke disappeared from this shop, opening a Door right into the Shadow Forest. He offered me this existence in exchange for that Door. It was a fair exchange…only I know better.
Damian was lured away by the promise of whatever opened that portal to the world of dreams and hungry possibility. Now he’s being hunted.
I can’t leave him there. I must find a Door and open it, re-enter the world which once consumed me even if it means being stolen by shadows once more.
Christopher: It seems different from what you originally wrote down.
Me: It made more sense to let you say it. Stealing Myself From Shadows is in first person after all.
Christopher: My story, the first book in the Tales of the Navel: The Shadow Forest series.
Me: That’s right.
Christopher: What about the second?
Me: We’ll talk about that next Monday…