#WeWriWa: Already Too Late

Hey there! It’s time for Weekend Writing Warriors’ #8sentencesunday again!

It’s been a busy week in ways that have a lot more to do with living in the country and the changing seasons than with my self-publishing quest. That’s all right – sometimes other things need to take precedence.

But now that the first batch of firewood has been toted into the house, the overgrown weeds and backyard have had some attention, I’m here to share another excerpt from “Storm at Song Glass Cabin.”

Hopefully, next week, I’ll have a double helping of progress to report on the KDP front. For now, though, here’s where I stand on that:

My book will go live on Small Business Saturday, which seems fitting.

Next up is beginning to enter and format my content. Not sure how long this will take, but I have time, since I’ll need to have everything ready by November 22.

Here’s the description for light shines; shadow falls short story/poetry collection (subject to tweaking in the coming weeks):

Yearning for delicious reading that scatters tiny treasures through your busy life? Add light shines; shadow falls to your collection and enter new realities today!

Five breathtaking bite-sized journeys into other lives. Ten autobiographical poems that sample author Shan Jeniah Burton’s life – from the child of volatile parents to the journey of married life, through joy and grief and beyond, interwoven with five lyrical short stories that range from the fantastical to the almost-like-real-life-but-not-quite: 

 A woman, two hawks, and her child self…
 A graffiti artist’s lilac-scented shame…
 A life history told in stained glass…
 A life-changing cup of coffee…
 A most unusual engagement…

You’ll learn why red is a tricky color, follow the ongoing path of a marriage, and feel the deceptive power of the word, “Yes.”

Each story and poem is a treasure of imagery and sensory delights. Each explores light and shadow in its own unique way. 

Savor them one at a time, or feast on them all in one sitting – the choice is all yours. Scroll up and treat yourself today!

And now it’s time for the next installment of “Storm at Song Glass Cabin.” Last week, our narrator was visiting with her stained-glass creations, savoring the storm outside… and hearing strange words she doesn’t understand.

We’ll pick up from there.


Photo credit: Jeri Minick

I move around the small, simple room, closing shutters with the mechanisms Sean designed for me when he was still a teenager. First Peace with its welcoming bent birchwood bench beneath, then Love and Lust bracketing the fireplace, Fecundity over the couch, then the reading nook with its scattered remains. Glass crunches beneath my sturdy boots, and the rain wets my face like tears. I leave that shutter open; it’s already too late to save The Balance of Life.

“She’s unresponsive. It won’t be long now, I’m afraid, Mr. Carlisle.” Carlisle. That’s Claude’s name, and once mine, too.

Photo credit: Jeri Minick

“Storm at Song Glass Cabin” first appeared in Exploits of the Adirondacks, an anthology published by 518 Publishing Company.

It will be included in my upcoming first collection of short stories and poetry, light shines; shadow falls. Stay tuned for details as I wend my way through Amazon’s self-publishing maze. =)


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