#WeWriWa: No Part of My Music

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

[Add some of the events of the week and current self-pubbing progress toward week’s end]. NOTE: This is what happens when I get very busy prepping for a spontaneous road trip…. I sometimes get so busy I forget that note that says to come back! Next time, I’ll add it to my calendar, as well!

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. [adapt this as needed].

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 =protecting her stained glass art from the storm… and hearing more strange words she doesn’t understand.

We’ll pick up from there.

Photo credit: Jeri Minick.

But Claude’s been dead for five years, and I haven’t shared his name for forty-two. He’s not welcome here in Song Glass Cabin. He tore his harmony away; he’s no part of my music anymore, except as a minor theme expressed in our son.

“No, no. Not yet.” Sean’s voice whispers from my studio. I smile. How like him, to try to tempt me back to my glass and the unfinished Infinity pane.

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. =)