It’s #BookQW and Daeryn & Annmar are ‘unable’ to do anything to help.
Briefly more (trying to avoid spoilers!) from The Twisting chapter 21:
Daeryn was ready for things to be different. “Sylvan is gone. It’s taken me years to acknowledge it.”
“It’s—oh.” Annmar stiffened next to him. “This is what you tried to tell me: The pain may lessen, but you’re still left with that empty feeling of being unable to do anything.” Her body slumped against his. “So I should accept that, stop reliving it and…learn and let live.” He managed a nod, and by the time he pulled himself together to finish the story, she had straightened and wiped her face clear of tears. Still, her irresistible earthy scent lingered close.
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My excerpt is from The Twisting, Volume 2 of the Luminated Threads, but I recommend you read volume 1 first –and it’s free!
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On a personnal note:
I’ve been absent for several months because, like in the story, we had a loss in our family. My father passed away in February following a stroke. It’s been a hard journey, but at the same time, my family has been able celebrate a loved one who lived 88 years at an incredible time of change.
Looking back, I marvel that my dad, Elden Kay Wanrow, had many experiences kids of today won’t have. He was born at home, during a snowstorm, and everything was okay. He grew up on a farm, where they had lots of animals and he and his sister rode her horse to school – 7 miles away.
His dad, Herb, worked for himself, farming, renting his land, harvesting for other farmers, putting together and selling farm machinery and running custom saw-milling of lumber for folks with his steam-powered machinery.
These family stories with the steam engines inspired me to include fantastical engines in The Luminated Threads serialized novels. I’ve detailed this history for other folks’ blogs, and have no idea why I haven’t posted them here. I will correct that soon!
As a young man, Herb loved cars and liked to travel. Coupled with the freedom of working for himself, Herb took his family on many trips throughout the west.
Travel to the mountains gave my dad the bug to have a cabin. While still a 20 year-old in college, my dad built a cabin, relying on help from his parents and especially Herb’s skills with lumber, building and cabinet-making. This is the lovely cabin my husband and I care for.
Visiting the National Parks and his love of the outdoors inspired Elden to work for the National Park Service–and he did! He was hired at a peak time of growth in the NPS in the 1960s and stayed for a career of 30 years.
In retirement, my parents traveled in their RVs and saw much of the United States, including Alaska and Hawaii on cruises. While home, they designed and landscaped a lovely pollinator garden.
As many of my readers probably realize, my love of nature and the outdoors came directly from my dad. We shared so many of the same interests, and followed the same career and hobbies. I will miss him.
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