This is a poem featured as a song in my upcoming novel. In the world of Troika, it is an old traditional love ballad, though the lyrics are not as romantic as the way it is sung.
Tag: Fiction
Mother, Will A Day Ever Come?
This is an except from my upcoming novel "Forsaken of Silence", Troika: Book III, which mirrors a very similar section from the previous novel. They are the only two sections quite like this in the whole series, and for whatever reason I am very fond of them.
Silent Postcards
This is a poem that I just wrote about somebody experiencing new highs and lows simultaneously, and how they have said so much that they, for once, are at a loss of what to say.
Just Written Excerpt From My New Novel
This is an excerpt written minutes ago from my newest novel, Forsaken of Silence, which I am more than halfway done with as of now. It is a brief scene, but one that doesn't reveal very much.
Interlude
This is the first poem in a series I did of five poems that tell a very ambiguous, surreal story of the passing of time, written entirely to a specific piece of instrumental music.
The Last Alliance
This is a poem that I wrote a few months ago comprised mainly of Lord of the Rings references:
Begotten By Bay: A mystery tale of love, loss, and life by the sea
This is the first novel in my "Troika" series. It is a fun story and works as an introduction to the madness that is the town of Troika. Check it out if you like reading!
Excerpt From My New Novel
This is an excerpt from my upcoming novel "Forsaken of Silence" which will be Book III in my novel series, "Troika".
Arisen From Bygones
This is the second novel in my 'Troika' book series, and is the sequel to 'Begotten By Bay'. I am already deep into the third novel, and the series will most likely extend from there!
Ginkgo Leaves from Hanna’s Trees
A short story I wrote last year that is fictional but based on reality, and emphasizes the importance of love and the risk of fearing love and letting it go. The trees represent money, art, success, popularity, creativity, places, fashion, pride, and all else; none of that can ever love you back.
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