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Haiku Friday – Wonder & Spy

14 Apr

Wonder and Spy are this week’s prompt words chosen by Ronovan Hester of Ronovan Writes.

Ron hosts a challenge that anyone could participate in called Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge every Monday, and you have until Sunday to create a post featuring your haiku poem. He is an author and poet and also does author interviews and much more on his blog. Be sure to check it out. Read Ron’s Haiku Prompt Challenge Guidelines for more information.

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Illustration by Alex (IllustrateSir) DeviantART

When fallen angels

drop to earth, their wings torn off

How do they evolve?

Childlike wonder turn to fright

When revealed they’re doomed to night


UPDATE: Right now I’m doing the finishing touches to my book, The Fall of Lilith. I’m working on the blurb for the back of the book, dedication page and a few other things. I have the illustration for the book cover, which is something I’m very excited about. I’m planning a post featuring the illustrator’s work, along with a book cover reveal. My goal is to release the book before summer.

A Happy Good Friday to everyone!

Haiku Friday – Breeze & Blow

24 Mar

Welcome to The Writer Next Door blog! Happy Haiku Friday!

 

Breeze and Blow are this week’s prompt words chosen by Ronovan Hester of Ronovan Writes.

Ron hosts a challenge that anyone could participate in called Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge every Monday, and you have until Sunday to create a post featuring your haiku poem. He is an author and poet and also does author interviews and much more on his blog. Be sure to check it out. Read Ron’s Haiku Prompt Challenge Guidelines for more information.

  • I decided to share an excerpt from my WIP, The Fall of Lilith. The Fall of Lilith is a young adult/adult Fantasy with dark elements about angels. I hope you enjoy.

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 When Lilith arrived at the tree, she marveled at its brilliance. She coiled her tail around its base, slid to a branch, and plucked one of its blushing fruit. She stared at it, but hesitated to put it in her mouth, recalling what happened when she bit into the fruit from the other tree.

The fruit was like none she had ever seen, draped in shiny reddish-gold. It was cold and smooth in her hand. She placed her mouth over it and sank her bloodstained teeth into its crisp, delicious flesh. The fruit squirted its sweet, succulent juice into her mouth. Its scent swathed her like a dip in a pool of warm water, conjuring images of Heaven’s light and bathing in the River of Life. The aroma was bright, cheerful, and more fragrant than any flower in Heaven’s Triumph Gardens.

Upon finishing the magnificent fruit, she began to undergo a transformation. She grew stronger, full of energy and vitality. The eyes on her wings gained the power of sight, having been of no use in the past. Now she saw in every direction at once, except directly behind her. The feathers in her wings became lustrous and able to withstand extreme temperatures. The inner frame of her wings became stronger, capable of enduring powerful impacts. Her tail grew longer and robust. The colors of her lower half were alluring and intense. She knew she was becoming godlike.

Blinding flashes of lightning sliced through the sky. Thunder, which followed closely, shook the ground. As the wind grew stronger, the numerous trees in the Garden began to disintegrate one by one. The dust left behind by the crumbling trees blew to and fro in the increasing wind. Flowers and greeneries no longer crooned melodies. The vegetation wailed and screeched as it ceased to exist.

Lilith scanned her surroundings. The colors of the Garden were gone, and only dreariness remained as it all turned to sand. She released the Tree of Life and leapt to the ground before it, too, dissolved. She lifted her eyes to the sky, now an ominous dark gray. A jagged bolt of lightning struck nearby; she screamed. Overhead thunder continued to rumble, boom, and clash. She jumped as her hands flew to cover her ears. She slithered ahead, leaning into the wind. Dirt and debris whizzed by her, whipping her face and body. She pressed her eyelids together against the sting of the violent wind. A heavy, humid smell spread through the air. The Garden of Eden was in turmoil. If she did not exit soon, she would suffer the wrath of God.

She flapped her wings. Thick, turbulent winds attacked her from every direction, making it difficult for her to take flight. Beating her powerful wings faster she lifted herself off the ground. She moved through the dense, forceful atmosphere, and finally escaped. Had she not eaten from the Tree of Life and gained supernatural powers, she would have perished. Once more, she headed to the cover of the forest. She settled on the tallest tree where she could overlook the destruction of paradise.

The wind grew stronger

Garden trees turned to grey dust

Eden’s colors blown

Flowers no longer sang, but

wailed as they ceased to exist

I hope you enjoyed the excerpt from my WIP, The Fall of Lilith and my poem, inspired by it. Have a great weekend!

777 Writer’s Challenge – The Fall of Lilith

1 Aug

Hello. I have been invited to participate in the 777 Writer’s Challenge by the lovely and talented Eloise De Sousa from Thoughts by Mello-Elo. Eloise is an author who dabbles in different genres of books ranging from poetry, children’s literature to adult crime romance. Her blog covers a variety of topics that include her experiences and opinions on different subjects, and from time to time, details on books she is working on.

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Author Eloise De Sousa

What is the 777 Writer’s Challenge?

The author/writer must go to the 7th page of a work-in-progress, go to line 7 on that page and share the following 7 sentences. The writer must also invite 7 other writers to take the same challenge.

It seems simple enough but for a writer, sharing a random piece of work, still in progress, is daunting. However, I accept the challenge and I thank Eloise for thinking of me. ❤

My book, (not yet published) The Fall of Lilith is divided into BOOK I – Heaven and BOOK II – Earth, so I will do the challenge for both parts of the book.

BOOK I – Heaven

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Illustration for The Fall of Lilith by Jeff Brown

This was war and she had never seen anything like it––none of the angels have. Lilith’s body trembled and waves of nausea plagued her as the realization that she, like the angels torn to shreds, was not immortal and could end in the same way. A sudden rush of blood to her head made it throb. She panted as her eyes darted in every direction. These strange sensations tormented her as she stepped over the splayed bodies of warrior angels whose once celestial glow had been extinguished by enemy blades.

She had done this. She had caused all this to come to pass.

 

 

BOOK II – Earth

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‘Fan Art’ for The Fall of Lilith by Denise Spencer

Lilith stared wide-eyed at her surroundings. Where beams of light shone through the trees, strange shadows danced. The jungle evoked memories of the terrors she had endured in the East and South Forests in Heaven. With each new noise, her heart leapt to her throat. Branches creaking, leaves rustling, birds squawking, hostile screeches from unknown animals, the beat of paws against the ground—these sounds created a symphony of fear.

“I must remain calm,” Lilith told herself in a low voice. “After all, this is Earth. I watched most of the event Creation, and I did not witness God create anything as menacing on this planet as in the forests in Heaven.”

Still, she knew much had happened besides creation during Creation.

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Olga – Just Olga

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Colleen – Silver Threading

Sarah – Lemon Shark

Mel – Melissa Barker-Simpson

Alana – The Author Who Supports

Serins – Serins Sphere

 

 

 

Haiku Friday – Vie & Reach

10 Apr

Hello everyone! Welcome to ‘Haiku Friday’! Another week, another challenge from RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge. Today’s prompt words are Vie and Reach.

I immediately thought of my work in progress, The Fall of Lilith. The Fall of Lilith is the first installment of my Fantasy Angels Series which should be out later this year (fingers & toes crossed). Anyway, this is what I came up with.

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The Fall of Lilith

by Vashti Quiroz-Vega

She vies to be seen

Reaching for the pinnacle

She falls the hardest

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Fantasy Artist Luis Royo


“Her ruthless ambition for power and recognition led millions of angels astray.”

Do you enjoy reading? Do you read fantasy books? Do you believe in angels? Demons? Do you believe controversial books should be banned?

Work-In-Progress Blog Challenge

28 Aug

Work-In-Progress Blog Challenge

 

 

Hi, everyone! I was asked by author Bianca Sloane to participate in the ‘Work-In-Progress Blog Challenge,’ and I accepted. Bianca Sloane writes suspense novels about the dark side of love. I am currently reading her novel, ‘Sweet Little Lies’ and so far, I find it riveting.

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Author Bianca Sloane

Bianca’s second novel, ‘Live and Let Die,’ was chosen as ‘Thriller of the Month’ (May 2013) by e-thriller.com

 

When Bianca Sloane is not writing, she’s watching Bravo TV, Investigation Discovery, reading or cooking. You can find out more about this talented author on her website and blog.

 

For this challenge, I must post the first line from each of the first three chapters in my work-in-process (WIP). Then I must select four other writers to do the same.

 

I have several WIP, but I’ve chosen ‘The Fall of Lilith’ for this challenge. ‘The Fall of Lilith’ is a Dark Fantasy aimed at a young adult/adult audience. This novel is divided into two parts: BOOK I – Heaven, and BOOK II – Earth. Therefore, I will be posting the first line of the first three chapters of both parts. Now, this is indeed a challenge. Revealing a tiny fragment of one’s work is a scary thing for any writer to do, since the entire work might be judged on those few lines.

 

 

 

(BOOK I – Heaven)

Chapter 1

Conflict

The War in Heaven raged on around Lilith, the cacophony of screams, howls, and wails threatening to make her mad.

 

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Chapter 2

In The Beginning

Before He created the universe, God was present.

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Chapter 3

Developing Attractions

The angels in Heaven were as numerous as the stars, all with distinguishing characteristics and potentials.

 

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(Book II – Earth)

Chapter 27

Lilith’s Fate

            Lilith fell to Earth, crashing through trees, feeling the collision with every branch she broke along the way.

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Chapter 28

Gadreel’s Brutal Encounters

            Gadreel tumbled from Heaven, bawling all the while. As she fell, she trembled with fear and regret, but still she could not stop thinking about Samael.

 

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Chapter 29

The Angry Mountain

            For many miles, over many long days and short nights, stopping only for rest, Lilith and Gadreel followed the penetrating, shrill sound through the grassland.

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Now for the four writers I have challenged:

Teagan Kearney

Dyane Forde

Zenobia (Zee) Southcombe

Glendon Perkins

For more about these writers click on their names. I can’t wait to read about what these writers are working on!

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Fall From Desire – Part 1

30 May

 

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Artist Victoria Frances


Hello! I’m almost done with the editing of my Dark Fantasy novel, The Fall of Lilith. I’m very excited with the way it’s turning out and soon I will post an excerpt from the book. In the meantime, I bring you today Part 1 of my short story Fall From Desire. It is a dark fantasy written in a similar style to The Fall of Lilith, the first installment of my Fantasy Angels Series. I hope you enjoy. 

 

 

Fall From Desire

by Vashti Q

 

 

For my transgressions, I was cast out of Heaven and exiled to planet Earth.

 

My fall was brutal as my six large wings caught fire entering the Earth’s atmosphere. I cringed, cried and screamed as the flames consumed feathers and flesh. I looped and spiraled in the air, all the while stirring and reaching toward the flames, but there was no relief from the oppressive pain or the desperate stench of roasted fleshy tissue. The fire was quenched when only the burnt bones of my wings remained. I wailed writhing in the air as the bony frames were yanked from my skeleton by a powerful force. This is what the male angels I led astray with my insatiable carnal appetite experienced as they fell from grace. I deserve worse for corrupting so many.

 

I splashed into a swamp.

 

It was night, and the only light source was the brilliance of a full moon.

 

The swamp was dominated by woody plants and teeming with animal life. The water seemed to push down on me from all sides. I floundered and flailed my arms and legs, but it only made me sink faster. I sank further and further in the swamp and away from the light of the moon. Soon, I was shrouded in darkness. My lungs burned for air. In horror, I screamed and warm, murky water filled my lungs. I shook and convulsed as my eyes caught site of alligators, snakes and all manner of swamp creatures witnessing the water take me away.

 

My eyes snapped open. I was floating over the water. I survived? I was not sure how long I was unconscious, only that it was a different night—for the moon was no longer full. I trembled in fear and remained still, allowing the current to carry me wherever it may. As I came near the bank of the swamp, I took hold of a cypress’s knee, clambered to my feet and waded out of the water. I teetered and faltered, inexperienced in walking without wings. I am no longer an angel. Realization pierced my heart. What am I now? I broke the rules of celibacy in Heaven and tempted so many to do the same with my female ways. My lustful desires and sexual appetite were my ruin. Now I am alone, never to feel the pleasure of a caress.

 

My wide eyes flickered in every direction, trying to find a way out of the desolate and wild place. The strong, musky smell of decomposing vegetation and animal matter wafted into my nose, making me grimace with revulsion. There were no such smells in Heaven. Oh, how far I have gone from Heaven’s joyful fragrances!

 

I staggered in circles, my feet sinking into the spongy, wet ground. The moisture was so dense in this habitat that everything was wet. A film of moisture covered my naked body. Water soaked my long, blonde hair and pulled my curls flat. I heard the hooting of an owl. My eyes lifted to a nearby tree and there it was, lurking in the shadows. Its large glowing eyes stared at me. Snakes slithered around my feet. Alligators peered at me with their strange eyes peeking over the surface of the water while they remained immersed. Where am I? There are only wetlands as far as my eyes can see. How am I to survive here? Do I desire survival? My body trembled, and desperate tears fell and blended with the moisture on my face. No one can hear me cry. I am alone. I continued to walk for miles. There were many sunrises and many moonrises, yet I remained alone in a world of swamps.

 

Swarms of mosquitos tormented me with their stinging and their buzzing in my ears. I had to deter countless attacks from snakes and alligators. I was covered in welts, bumps, scratches, and bites from such attacks. My body itched, ached, and throbbed mercilessly. I deserve no less for sating my erotic desires without a second thought for the countless archangels, seraphim, and cherubim I debauched with my impious and lustful ways.

 

I continued to trek the soggy swampland and began to feel an unfamiliar burning sensation in my middle. My strength was depleting, and I became fatigued. I dragged my feet and panted. Feeling faint, I collapsed. I lay on the water-saturated ground and looked up at the heavens. What is happening to me? What have I become? I lay frozen for hours, feeling so alone, waving off a plethora of insects trying to invade my body. I would rather draw my last breath than spend the rest of my days alone in this sodden nightmare.

 

“What are you?” I heard a masculine voice ask. I jolted upright in a seated position.  I stared at a magnificent creature.

 

“I-I do not know what I am. I have only knowledge of what I used to be.”

 

“Very well, then what were you?” he asked with a curious look on his face.

 

“I was once called Rachiel,” I said. “When I was an angel in Heaven.”

 

He looked at me sideways and narrowed his eyes. “You do not look like an angel to me.”

 

“Have you ever seen an angel?”

 

“Yes, as a matter of fact, I have, and angels have wings.”

 

I, too, had wings. Large white wings—six of them,” I said, my voice quavering. “They were torn from me as I fell through the skies.”

 

He scrutinized me for a while with his piercing violet-blue eyes.

 

“I believe you. I am not sure why, but I do. Perhaps it is that something in your verdant eyes that tells me you do not know how to lie,” he said, and his big smile was stunning. “My name is Mendrion.” He was tall with a muscular build. His hair was long, thick and the color of night. Long, heavy eyelashes framed his violet-blue eyes. His skin was like an ivory mist. He looked like divine pleasure. Enough, Rachiel! This is why you were cast out of Heaven! I shuddered and got out of my own head.

 

Artist Victoria Frances

Artist Victoria Frances

 

Copyright © 2014 by Vashti Quiroz-Vega. All rights reserved.

Check out PART 2 of Fall From Desire

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Writing Process Blog Hop

9 Mar

Hello everyone! I was invited to participate in a tagging Blog Hop by the lovely and engaging Amanda Stanley. Her blog, Amanda Stanley: Fulfilling The Dream Of Becoming A Writer, is a compilation of stories, interesting articles and guest posts, author spotlights and interviews. Like me, she loves photography and sometimes shares her photographs with her readers. I recommend you check out Amanda’s blog, for you will be pleasantly surprised.

 

 

There are a few simple rules:

1/ I must answer the four questions below.

2/ I must link back to the person who invited me to this Blog Hop.

3/ I must name four writers who will continue this Blog Hop and notify them.

 

 

 

Questions:

 

1) What are you working on?

I’m working on several projects at the moment. I’m editing the first installment of my Fantasy Angels Series, Lilith. I’m writing the second installment, Dracul. I’m working on sketches for a children’s picture book.

 

 

2) How does your work differ from others in the genre?

I believe writers develop their own unique style over time. I enjoy weaving in a bit of romance and/or humor to lighten my horror or dark fantasy stories. I love adding suspense and thriller elements to everything I write.

 

 

3) Why do you write what you write?

I grew up reading novels by Stephen King. I love to read horror (but not all types), suspense, thriller and fantasy. So basically, I write what I love to read.

 

 

4) How does your writing process work?

I’m a pantster when it comes to short stories. I get an idea in my head, and I run with it until it arrives at whatever end. When it comes to novels, I’m somewhere in between. I don’t believe you can write a 120,000-140,000 word novel by the seat of your pants. A well-written novel–one that’s exciting and thrilling with a great plot and well-developed characters–takes time, plotting, organization and good editing. I like to ponder my idea for a while. I always have my iPhone handy in case an idea for the story pops into my head while I’m driving, in the bathroom or at work. I’ve been known to rush off in the middle of things to record something that occurred to me, inspired by something I just saw or heard (my friends and family are used to it, and they forgive me). I do some light mapping and write a loose outline to organize my thoughts, but the process still flows organically and many times, the story goes off the map. I enjoy sketching my characters, animals and worlds I’ve created.

 

 

Look for the Blog Hop to continue next week at these sites: ( I know I was only suppose to pick four writers, but these six came to mind immediately and I couldn’t choose between them.)

 

Writing My Novel–No Working Title Yet

Teagan Kearney has a wonderful blog. She shares writing advice and also writes about her writing journey. I’ve often been inspired and enlightened by her uplifting posts. She ends each post with an update of her writing process and a haiku (I so look forward to these–they’re really good).

Teagan Kearney

Jumping From Cliffs:  One Man’s Adventures In Writerland

What can I say about Jon Simmonds, other than he’s brilliant? His blog posts are fun to read and also quite informative and helpful especially to aspiring writers.

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From A Clogged Mind

Robert Price is a talented writer and poet. He writes fascinating short stories and passionate poems.

Robert Price

 

 

 

Life, Love and Other Catastrophes

Yolanda Marin is one of the sweetest and kindest people I have had the privilege to befriend online. She is an amazing poet. The poems and articles on her blog are very beautiful and about as real as you can get.

 

 

 

KCross Writing

I love Katie Cross! She is dulcet, quirky and talented. I enjoy reading her blog posts because they’re always fun.

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Cicampbellblog

Christine Campbell is a delightful person and talented author. It is truly a joy to visit her inspiring blog.

Christine Campbell

Christine’s new release Flying Free is available in paperback and as an eBook.