|Darkness of Light Tour|
Hello and welcome to my stop on the Darkness of Light Blog Tour! I am super excited to have author Stacey Marie Brown here on the blog today!! And guess what? She is going to give us a little story! I have to say, I am really excited about this! So, here ya, go......
“A Morning in the journey of writing my book” by Stacey Marie Brown
Streams of bright light wiggled its way through the gaps in my blinds, protruding directly into my eyes. I squeezed my eyes shut with a groan. When did it get morning already? Pulling the covers over my head I denied it was sunlight I saw, but a streetlamp igniting my shades. This is a stretch even for me since I have no streetlights outside my bedroom window.
Sighing I sat up recognizing it really was a new day. Grrrrr . . . Why do mornings come so early? Well, I probably wouldn’t be this grumpy or sleepy if I had actually gotten to bed on time. But just like every night, the voices do not let me sleep. The moment I lay down at night they decide to come out and play, relentlessly creating scenes and issues in my head. Hearing voices or having people in your head, who feel so real you almost believe they are, is something you try to keep to yourself. Therapists would line up down the block for me to lie on their couch, drooling at the aspect of how much money they could make off me.
Dragging my zombie body down the hallway to the kitchen, my hand shakily reaches for the cupboard, pulling it open. Staring at the empty cabinet, a cold chill slithers up my spine. Oh God no . . . it can’t be true! Panic bubbles in my chest making it hard to breath. The truth staring so cruelly in my face makes the fear almost insurmountable. My body starts to tremble, my lids prickle with tears. There is no denying it any longer. There is no coffee left!
It had to be aliens or maybe those little brownies that came in the middle of the night and took it from me. My coffee . . . my precious.
How am I supposed to work? There is a deadline and five more chapters to finish before I have to get it to my editor. No one can work in conditions like this! Sprinting down the hall I start to throw on whatever is closest. I stop. Society doesn’t seem to find my pj bottoms acceptable attire in public. Damn public. So I grab for some “real” clothes. Pants, check, top, check. Shoes . . . hmmmm, isn’t that overdoing it a bit? Remembering that where I am going, I must have shoes. Double damn. Stuffing my feet into my chucks, I grab my computer and shove it into my bag. My heart is pounding telling me I must go now.
Terror strikes me as I head out my front door. There are people around—everywhere. Some I doubt are even human. Weaving and bobbing in and around the labyrinth of obstacles set out before me, I try to not make eye contact. They will see it as an opening to speak to me. One little, blue-haired alien breaks my well-guarded wall and addresses me, “Good Morning.” I know she must be an extraterrestrial because I don’t understand the words she is speaking—some Martian language maybe. Still I nod politely. Don’t want to piss off any aliens today. The last time I did it was a catastrophe.
Finally, I see my destination. The air in my lungs tighten with anticipation. Pushing through the doors, the smell of heaven fills my nose. It is the second time my eyes tear up this morning. Coming to a dead stop, my pulse picks up again. There is a line. Oh God no! Why me? How can life be so cruel? I must be patient . . . I must not throw a tantrum today. I’ve already have two verbal warnings from the owner. My foot taps impatiently. Once again the feeling of being watched prickles my skin. Eyes are everywhere, staring at me. But all I can hear are the drips of the coffee going into someone else’s cup. Time seems to stop. Finally, I reach the front and carefully remind the barista that if she mistakenly gives me a decaf again things will go very, very bad.
With a roll of her eyes she hands me my love, my precious. Greedily, I grab it from her, and like a junkie I sniff at the steam rising off it. I take a seat, pulling out my computer. My manuscript welcomes me as I turn it on. Snuggling back into my seat, I take a sip of my dark lover. Ohhhh, yeaaah . . . A smile comes to my face. Suddenly, the birds come out from hiding and start chirping. The creatures that surrounded me before become human. Now it is time to turn my attention to my “real” world—where the voices that speak to me can come out into the light and where faes and goblins don’t have to wait to get a cup of coffee.
About the Book
DARKNESS OF LIGHT is a Mature YA/New Adult Paranormal Romance
Freak. Witch. Crazy. Schizo.
Ember Brycin has been called them all. She’s always known she’s different. No one has ever called her normal, even under the best circumstances. Bizarre and inexplicable things continually happen to her, and having two different colored eyes, strange hair, and an unusual tattoo only contributes to the gossip about her.
When the latest school explosion lands her in a facility for trouble teens, she meets Eli Dragen, who’s hot as hell and darkly mysterious. Their connection is full of passion, danger, and secrets. Secrets that will not only change her life, but what and who she is—leading her down a path she never imagined possible.
Between Light and Dark, Ember finds a world where truth and knowledge are power and no one can be trusted. But her survival depends on finding out the truth about herself. In her pursuit, she is forced between love and destiny and good and evil, even when the differences between them aren’t always clear. At worst, she will incite a war that could destroy both worlds. At best, she will not only lose her heart but her life and everyone she loves. Once the truth is out, however, there will be no going back. And she’ll definitely wish she could.
Stacey Marie Brown works by day as an Interior/Set Designer and by night a writer of paranormal fantasy, adventure, and literary fiction. When she’s not writing, she’s out hiking, spending time with friends, traveling, listening to music, or designing.
Now for the Giveaway!
Up for grabs:
5 eBook Copies of Darkness of Light
This is an International Giveaway