Winter has been defeated. The snow may fall, and cold winds may blow. Still, winter has been defeated. As it always has been and always will be. Once more, we look forward to spring. You may say, “winter will come again. It is not defeated.” And that is true. Winter will come again. Life and love always win. Seasons pass, and life goes on. Love continues. Even in the midst of the storm, life and love have won.
Stories have been a part of my life forever. I have heard them, read them, and told them as long as I can remember. I’ve written hundreds of stories. Bits and pieces of stories. This is my first novel. It is the result of a story that refused to die. It kept unreeling in my mind. After a year of this haunting, I had no choice but to write it. What started as a simple damsel in distress story changed once I met the damsel. As I wrote this set of stories the world I imagined grew. After rewrites, revisions, and letting it bake. I’ve discovered more. More of the politics of the region. More relationships between people. Now as I begin a sequel to this first book, I’m finding more complexity than I ever imagined and more loose strings that need to be explored. View all posts by Dale