I went to sleep one night. Had a dream. And never woke up…
In that dream, I was a writer. I had written several books and endeavored to find each one of them a good home.
The first to find her place, as you all know by now, is Taste. She is currently residing on the moon along with the other books of Crescent Moon Press. It’s a wonderful home where I expect her to grow into the beautiful book she was born to be.
And because Taste is with Crescent Moon Press, I find myself in the company of supportive authors who are never afraid to help one another. And as this dream continues, I find myself officially on the author list. Here’s the proof:
Taste also has a page of her own:
Here you will find the blurb and further information about her, along with the Playlist. Hop on over when you have the time. It’s surreal.
Another part of the dream involves putting together the book trailer.
I leave that in the capable hands of Zyn and Mei and Noey. I’ve already seen the draft of the storyboard. Gave me goosebumps. And as a bonus, Mei drew this:
It’s a preliminary sketch I already absolutely love.
This dream has so many facets. So many long corridors to go through. So many doors to open. I have much more to share, but as of now, I must continue dreaming to see what else unfolds.
Come. Dream with me.