LUNNAH ☾Excerpt #17☽ 🌸

“Happy Birthday, Lunnah,” her uncle Raymond said, holding out his closed fist.

Lunnah stepped back, clutching at the frills on her flowery dress.

“It isn’t her birthday for another month, Ray,” Violet whispered to him, elbowing him.

blooming music video GIF by firekid“I could have sworn she had a June birthday,” her uncle whispered back, then turned back to Lunnah. “Well, consider this your early birthday present.”

“Please nothing scary, please nothing scary,” Lunnah thought to herself.

“Just show her what you got in that hand of yours, man. Can’t you see the girl’s scared of you?” Augustus sliced the tension with an even higher dose of it, followed by a progression of smoker coughs.

“I’m not afraid!” Lunnah declared, holding out her hands and closing her eyes.

Uncle Raymond slowly poured the contents from his fist onto Lunnah’s two tiny cupped palms.

“Pebbles?” Lunnah grinned, opening up her eyes. “Wait, no. They’re seeds!” She happy-hopped.

Augustus rolled his eyes. “That’s it?”

“August!” Violet said. “That’s a lovely gift idea, Ray.”

“Now, pick your favorite spot in the yard and plant them.” Raymond smiled. “Someplace where the sun will get to them.”

Lunnah was already running towards the back of the shed before he made that suggestion.

“Thank you, Raymond!” Lunnah yelled once she was behind it.

“Make sure to water them often!” Raymond responded.

“So, you couldn’t get her a doll or something, you know… normal? She’s a girl for Christ’s sake,” Augustus commented, lighting up a menthol cigarette.

Ray brushed past Augustus’ remark. “She won’t find magick in some doll. She’ll find it in the dirt.”

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Some more LUNNAH updates! 🌙

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In addition to a brand spanking new, super blue blog layout (complete with a custom banner I made), I’m at the 45,000-word mark after my first round of edits. But being the extra meticulous writer and editor I am by nature, one read-through isn’t enough, which is why editing adventure number two is now in order! I’m also scouring the interwebs for some prospective literary agents. I already have several in mind, but I can’t expect a “yes” right away, so I must have at least a handful of options.

Also, as Lunnah was undergoing that first round of edits, a lot of new ideas popped up in my mind (hence the extra 5,000 words). Something tells me the original 40k-ish words I was planning on is going to turn into 50k+. We’ll see… 😀

In the meantime, I’ll continue to do the occasional Lunnah excerpt post.

moonsThe blog also recently received some blog award nominations! Thank you so much for the nominations, fellow followers. 🙂


May the lunar forces be with you! 💙🌝


LUNNAH ☾Excerpt #16☽ 🍓

Wrapped into a velvety violet robe, Violet pulled open the first drawer of her strawberries GIFnightstand to grab a jar of sugar. She scurried to the kitchen to get a spoon to add exactly three teaspoons of it to her husband’s cream-less coffee. But for the dozenth time (at least), the sweet white sand was splatter-painted in rosy red.

The container hit the counter with a reverberating clank. “Lunnah! To the kitchen. Now.”

Behind her closed bedroom door with blankets stuffed underneath the gap, seven-year-old Lunnah was licking her lips and wiping off her mouth with the back of her hands. To make sure all the strawberry residue was vanquished, she lifted her sweater and wiped all that remained with the bottom of it. Good thing the sweater was red.

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LUNNAH ☾Excerpt #15☽

The infant clasped onto her mother’s pinky and the operating room turned into an intergalactic Picasso painting.

Caressing the tan, micro crescent moon mark, Violet said, “Lunnah. That’s what we’ll call her… Lu… nnah.”

Little Lunnah cooed, her grip unwavering.

Violet looked Lunnah in the eyes while whispering to her. “I love you to the moon and back, and back again. Don’t you ever forget that, darling.”

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LUNNAH update + 200 follows! :D🌙

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At 40,000-ish words, Lunnah is finished! But I use the word finished VERY lightly. Why? Because of that one word that starts with a ‘E’ and ends in a ‘G’… EDITING. I’m hoping to wrap all this editing business by Halloween, and then move forward to seeking out literary agents.

While I’m an author of multiple books, this is the first time I’m going the traditional publishing route. It’s a bit scary because I know quite a bit of rejection will be ahead of me until I get that one sought-after “yes.” But it’s beyond worth it and I’ll keep at it until I meet sweet success on the other side. 🙂

In the meantime, I’ll keep on sporadically posting some Lunnah excerpts. Also, I have a a handful of wonderful beta readers and book reviewers who are interested in both reading and reviewing this book (which puts a HUGE smile on my face)… If you are at all interested, feel free to reach out to me directly.


Thank you, fellow moon children, for your ongoing support. I 💖 each and every one of you! 🌙🌸


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LUNNAH ☾Excerpt #14☽





LUNNAH ☾Excerpt #13☽

Her next stop was behind the shed, where she could make friends with the potato bugs and the occasional squirrel. While people her age talked about the latest gossip and what clothing store had the best sales, Lunnah would use the dirt as her canvas and a pointy stick as her paintbrush. The previous rain shower erased her latest creation, so she started something entirely new: A girl sailing along a river of stars on an upside down umbrella.




LUNNAH ☾Excerpt #12☽

Sunri was so saturated in serenity that Lunnah wondered if she’d ever come out of it. She wished her mind could be a bamboo forest, but alas, the cliché of shiny things distracting the short-attention-spanned rang true for her. Or subtle noises like a distant honey bee. Or a stiff finger joint that was in dire need of a crack or two. And for some reason, itches in hard-to-reach places always made their appearance when body-mind-soul stillness beckoned.

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LUNNAH ☾Excerpt #11☽

“So, why Italia? It is beautiful here. I know, but any reasons that are personal for your travels?” Marcello asked.

Lunnah enjoyed the way he weaved words. They were in no way typical, but the diction was unique. “I don’t know. I just felt called, I guess.”

“Called?” Marcello asked. Both Marcello and Julia listened intently.

“It’s something my heart felt it needed to do for me to feel alive.” Lunnah twirled some rice pasta around her fork and kept it on the plate.

“Ah, yes… Passione!” Marcello said, putting a spoonful of risotto in his mouth.

“And I’m on the lookout from my tribe.”

“Tribe?” Julia asked.

“Friends. But not just any kind of friends—”

“Amico dell’anima,” Marcello said.

“Sounds beautiful. What does that mean?” Lunnah asked.

“Friends of the soul,” Julia said.


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LUNNAH ☾Excerpt #10☽ + 40-k Milestone!


“Goodbye, my little moon beam,” Emma said, as Lunnah, against her own will, put starless outer space between them.


40,000-WORD MILESTONE REACHED! How awesome is that? 😀