Super excited! Another Excerpt!

I’ve recently reached the 100 likes milestone on my Facebook page. It may seem miniscule, but just the interest alone keeps me going! 

I’ve been pushing really hard, as you know, to get this completed. The First Draft is nearly finished with edits and then we move on with another review. 

All the while, my characters are still beckoning me to move on with the second installment. “Why would you want to relive these old memories, when we have new ones to tell you about!” 


I swear I am not crazy!


Here’s a tiny little excerpt in honor of those who were intrigued enough. Funny thing: this was actually just something I wrote out — it had no relation to the story. The more Charlee’s personality developed, the more this sounded like her. Really, it was all me. 


The burning sensation of this past season’s dry, autumn leaves floated through Charlee’s cool nostrils. Genuinely, she smiled in appreciation as she stepped out of the chilling shadows. The warm golden light coated her tingling skin, warming her winter bones. She observed how it also warmed the earth and poured over it softly like a long awaited blanket of happiness. Her mind drifted poetically into the magic of the sun and all living things as the jolly birds shouted their song. Yes, spring. This was her favorite season.


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Erika Damn Castle!

I've always been told that I'm an adventurous girl and I cannot deny any of it. I would love to see the world and experience all of the stories it has to tell me. I am a child of the arts, developing my senses in music, painting, sketching, crafting, et cetera. But writing... it was a talent I believe I was born with. I'm not saying I'm an amazing (grammatically correct) author, just that I'm a natural storyteller. I can remember from the time that I learned how to read and write, I was eager to create my own world. I would scribble out tons of poems and short stories, then forcibly share them with my family (or even with my classmates). One of those stories resulted in the creation of this blog. Black Tears. As a child with an already wild imagination, I would always have these equally crazy dreams. One of those dreams was so vivid, that I awoke in the middle of the night and jotted down everything I could remember. From that point, the dream evolved into a poem, then a short story, and then to a complete story. It is the fruit of my 20 year procrastinating labor, and has been published into a book (the first of its series). Tune in to stay updated on the growth of myself as an author and the series. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have loved creating it! XX , Erika

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