3 days ago, I finally got out. Thanks to some connections Ive made through runs Ive made, and doing some things I’m not proud of, I got ahold of some pills that knocked my mother and the 3 men she had lined up for me. They made the mistake of letting me make their drinks tonight. After about 30 min, they were all passed out…..I took some money from her stash and I ran. Ran til my lungs felt like they were goin’ to explode. Met up with some friends I’d made on the streets and am now holed up in an old abandoned factory in another town. They don’t know my story, I don’t know theirs and that’s how its gonna stay. Soon as I was safe, chopped and colored my hair, changed my name, and was able to get some non-prescrip glasses. Got a bus ticket and am leaving for Seattle tomorrow. Can’t wait to start my new life.
Reblogged and WOOHOO for pre-orders!!!
So Serena’s novel is available in the kindle store for pre-order. Release date is May 1st.
Between edits I have been doing art to rest my mind.
Cover design and resin pieces. The newest poetry volume is the cover above. Next week I will be posting details about Soul’s Door. It will be published soon, as writing is done so I still have edits and layout.
I have also been writing. Poetry, and short stories. This has been a busy year. After my birthday next week, I intend to be more active here. Twice monthly is the plan. So stay tuned, there is going to be so much more coming. I may even get a couple of guest bloggers this year to help boost my content.
Just a quick post to apologize to everyone for the lack of news/posts over the last week. I was very ill Saturday night and ended up in the ER so I have been recovering and am slowly getting back to my normal routine. New Journal/Diary entries will be up by end of the weekend and some new stuff will be posted next week.
Thank you again for continuing to read my blog and being so supportive!
~Faery Glitter and Love~
The portals have opened!! I crossed over to Earth tonight, with Rovari practically shoving me out of the way as she flew into the portal at neck-break speed, shouting back to Mother that she would do whatever it took so that she, our mother, could join us on Earth and rule the humans. I was definitely born to the wrong mother.
Unfortunately, because I haven’t come far enough in my ‘studies’ to become an all powerful half-demon, Mother placed a curse on me. Not only do Rovari and I share ONE soul, I can not do any harm to Rovari. I cannot physically or magically hurt her. My mother seriously hates me …but that is okay because the feeling is definitely mutual.
I can only hope that I can find someone on Earth that can figure out how to separate me and Rovari’s connection without killing either of us AND figure out how to keep Rovari from helping mother and all the other demons come to Earth without harming her.
Tonight Father took me home with him so that I could spend some time with him. Uncle Jarod was there and made me so happy. Father cut our visit short when I paid too much attention to Uncle Jarod. I need to work on that. Uncle Jarod says there is talk about opening a portal so some of us from Hell, us half-breeds, along with other creatures on the other side of the veil can cross over to Earth permanently! I hope this happens and soon! The sooner I get away from Mother, the sooner I can live my life the way I want. Although I am sure Mother won’t let me go TOO far away and I’m sure Father will constantly bother me to follow in ONE of their footsteps. ~sigh~ Why couldn’t I have been born human??
I saw my father today. On occasion he will come visit us. Not really to see us children, but to have time with Mother and have her give him more power so he can do whatever horrifying things he’s doing on Earth.
I wish I could talk to Rovari about this. We used to be so close. Then we hit our teenage years, we came into our powers, and she’s done nothing but utilize them and be Mother’s shadow. Since I don’t show as much interest in the dark side of our powers, she has decided I’m not worthy of her time. I tried talking to Father about this, and he just patted my shoulder and said I’ll ‘grow out of this stage’. He and Mother keep telling me I’m just going through a stage and that I will eventually come around to their way of thinking…..that I won’t be as soft as my uncle, Father’s brother who is the total opposite of Father. Uncle Jarod is so amazing. I wish I could get to Earth and spend more time with him.
I wish I could have friends. I’m only allowed out at night to go to the all night bodegas to do beer runs and to run drug packages or check on my mother’s ‘girls’ to make sure they’re doing their job and not trying to steal from her.
Tonight I met Gerard. He is one of my mother’s ‘friends’. He gets me more than the rest and I hate him. But I don’t have a choice. As much as I’d rather be in bed recuperating from being beaten bloody, I’m terrified that I’ll end up dead. I wanted to die, going through all of this, but I have a plan in my head that hopefully will happen soon. Freedom is so close I can taste it. Here’s hoping it works.
Yet another night of entertaining my mother’s “friends”. Why can’t she have normal FEMALE friends that don’t want to abuse and have sex with her thirteen-year-old daughter? I want to know soooo badly why she does this. What made her this way? But the last time I asked her, I got beat so bad I couldn’t walk or do anything for her friends for almost a week. It’s sad to say that I’d rather have that happen then to have males of different ages abusing my body for their sexual depravity.
This is the hard time for me to keep up with my blog. So I apologize. Between sick, which seems to be a yearly thing, and birthdays… February and March are busy months for me. I am also working out the details for publishing another poetry volume (Soul Door), a novel as Serena (Rust, Gore, And the Junkyard Zombie) and I have a poem that I submitted to a new E-zine (Creatives Rising)
that is releasing soon. I am also still writing more poetry and the next novel. I will be updating this blog as I can, and I promise that I will post a couple more poems here by the end of the week. Still, Please have patience with my erratic updates.
Reblogged. Thank you so much for sharing this!
I exhaled a breath of stale air into the crowded lobby of the local hotel. My partner sensed my hesitation beside me and squeezed my hand encouragingly. With a small tug, he urged me onwards. “Let’s go, I don’t want to be around these neckbeards any longer than I have to,” he teased. I know, not a very kind way to refer to a wonderful community of tabletop gamers, especially when his partner is one of them, but I knew he was just trying to ease my nerves.
Walking into the entrance, I was immediately greeted by an older woman at the entrance booth. My partner paid our entrance fees, we got small, golden tokens that we could use to preregister for one game each.
Ignoring the hair standing on the back of my neck, the fear creeping up my arms, the imaginary breath and whispers of a…
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