So, I got a book publishing deal for The Opal and The Genie, which means I need to start doing, like, social things for the promoting of my book. And since I did and do want to be productive, I guess I better get this going again.
When Fallen, Look Up
Blasted, stupid rain. It wasn't like he was against rain. Cloudy days gave his inner emo all sorts of happy fits, and his inner romantic, his emo's twin, wanted to look up all wet and sexy into the sky for girls to see. But today of all days—today of all freaking days. “Um...Lee?” “Shut up.” … Continue reading When Fallen, Look Up
Unwanted Road Trip
Check one, sunrise. Head thump and eyes blur, because my walls stayed sleepless. Perhaps, because they weren't mine. Check two, morning. A purr, a groan, and press an engine past 200,000, because old is all we are. Check three, noon. Siestas are for the poor who have no time for them. And home is far … Continue reading Unwanted Road Trip
Author T.S. Lowe 