All I ever wanted to do was dance and tell stories.
Space and time in-between the creative parts feels dense and dark, like the haunted woods tucked behind Corvus Hall (Book #1 in The Irish Phantom Series.)
I am not entirely sure where this story came from. A few trips to Ireland can inspire a lot. Night driving through the serpentine mountain roads, racing the Shannon River and escaping for the night to a fantastic castle in Co. Clare as it jumped its banks. Adventures I won’t ever forget. Moments that trail through my dreams like shooting stars and awaken me when I least expect it.
More often than not, it feels like it’s far more than that. As if I’m watching a documentary about a life that I don’t remember. I can taste the creamy potato and black pepper in the colcannon, and roasted venison in a gothic dining room. It was storming outside, but I was warm and cozy with my true love. I can smell the brimstone coming off Manannan and still hear the crows pecking on the dormers.
That’s what drives me to finish and to see what it is that Mary must know… before it’s too late. I am finally ready to write the last book, Mont Pelier. My goal is to have it out just before Halloween.
I want to know why, and dare to understand how something mystical called a young woman across the Atlantic Ocean. I desire to know why Danu is so furious and what the mystical ladies at the library are really up to. So it’s time to stay in my writing room and let the Muse move me as she does when I let go and listen.
Thank you to everyone helping make this series a success. I hope that it thrills you the same way it does me. CORVUS HALL, LOFTUS HALL and THE RAGE OF DANU are all available for purchase and soon the final book will be on the shelf nestled beside her sisters.
Until next time, find your Peace, Love, Hustle, then Read or Write. Xox Bibiana