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Reclaiming the Light

I have been quiet as of late, but it was for good reason. I have been working hard on my first novel, and early this morning, I finally clicked the publish button!

I had a number of projects in the works, but the one that kept drawing me back in ended up becoming one I never thought I would share with the public. It began life as an untitled document, where I would go to vent. Essentially, a diary of sorts. I would write poetry, short stories, memories and the like, whenever I would have writer's block, and just let my fingers fly across the keyboard. I started realizing that I was spending more time on this than I was on the things I wanted to write. So, I began to go over what I had written, edit, add to, etc. And a story emerged, my story.

It was not an easy story to write, but it was even harder to put out into the world. But what I have to remember, with each breath, with each post, each promotion, is that it is a story that should be shared. Not in order to have anyone feel sympathy for me. Not at all. But for others to know that they are not alone. For others to know that they too can find their way out of an abusive situation. That they can find hope in the hopeless. That one day, they can reclaim the light.

Reclaiming the Light is available now on Amazon in Kindle edition or paperback.

Reclaiming the Light, Kindle Edition
Reclaiming the Light, paperback

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