I found my passion for writing sparked in my 8th grade classroom, but that spark ignited here on my parents' three-season porch. It has changed much, yet much of it has stayed the same. For instance, it did not host all my storage totes, which remind me that I recently moved home from the big city, where I adopted Gylfie, the cat featured to your left. Writing is a task I can usually only accomplish alone, though she is the exception. Often dozing nearby, she's a steady reminder as to not take myself too seriously.
I remember sitting out on that porch, even when it grew dark. I used the single lamp hanging from the wall and a small box tv that had been given us by my grandfather. I chose this spot in the house, because it was away from the eyes of my parents, who would have not approved of my delving into novice-level creative writing while my math homework sat open but vastly untouched nearby.
It was on this porch that I penned my first novel, though all in pencil. Each finished page was placed in plastic sleeves to protect the graphite from rubbing off inside the binder. I still have that binder someplace, afraid to look, because the last time I looked at those pages, I was proud of them. Now I fret those writings from my youth would only summon chagrin.
But how far I have come, should I dare to be a bit boastful. It was on this same porch that I wrote the very first draft (as there have been several first drafts in the years since) of Storm Wielders, or Elementals, as it was called back then. It is oddly refreshing to bring its current draft back like a pilgrimage to this place.
In the midst off global pandemic, I've found myself hitting my writing stride in force, with work and overall life on hold, it gives us as writers the rare opportunity to work relentlessly, granted we've the willpower to turn a blind eye to the repetitive negativity in the headlines and the compliance to follow their instructions.
I've entered Act 2 of 3 of Storm Wielders, a little over 100 pages. I've found myself oddly pleased with the discoveries I am making in regard to its world and its inhabitants. Who was to know that a government insurrection was happening under my nose this entire time?! But let me not spoil it too much for you. Allow me to leave a reason for readers to pick up the end product.
Storm Wielders initial drafting process is anticipated to be completed by the end of the 2020 calendar year and allowing much of 2021 to the process of editing and the conferring with beta readers in preparation for submission into the realm of publishing.
I would like to take a moment to thank those who have taken it upon themselves to follow this and my social media pages. I cannot express enough gratitude. Your support means so much to me.
I pray you remain safe, healthy, and cared for during these trying and unprecedented times.
- Epi Wildes
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