pieces of light…waking

I’ve been tinkering around recently with the idea of writing words just to write them…words just for myself because I like them and they make me happy. I’ve been calling this idea “Pieces of Light” in my head. I thought I’d share the first piece I wrote as part of this very personal project because I haven’t shared new or completed words in quite some time.

Walter Crane

Crane, Walter. The Bluebeard Picture Book. London: George Routledge and Sons, 1875.

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Waking

His kiss woke her.
Somehow she knew she was asleep. She drifted in the current—breathing in, breathing out—never changing. The world moved around her.

His kiss woke her.
Maybe it wasn’t his kiss that brought her out of that deep, dreamless nothing, but the sound of her name on his lips right before they pressed into hers.
The taste of it—the vibration of her name—rolling off his tongue and whispering against her cool, untouched lips.

His kiss woke her.
The waking was painful. It was sharp, startling. The light of outside life pierced eyes that had seen only dark. The noises, voices, and laughter were uncomfortable; too loud. For a moment she wished to be asleep again.

His kiss woke her.
Again and again. Each kiss reviving her a little more until her eyes adjusted to the light and her ears to the laughter. Until she could kiss him back and whisper the name of her love against his lips.

His kiss woke her.

dear readers…

- posted on my Facebook page in June, it’s taken a bit of time to remember to post it here -

Dear readers,

Hello. You may have noticed that it’s June and Aspire is not yet out in the world as I promised it would be. I have nothing to offer but my sincere apologies. Aspire isn’t ready, and I cannot put out a book that isn’t yet ready. I should have – as always – been more upfront with you when deadlines were not met.
I truly have no excuses, though I do have reasons. I can’t talk about most of them publicly at this time, but please know I covet your good thoughts and your prayers (if you’re a praying type of person). Life puts a lot of pressures on us at times, and the last few years have definitely been one of those times for me. I thank those of you who have messaged me for your concern. I am okay, my kids are okay, and I am slowly finding my way back to being a teller of stories.
I do not have any new dates – and as my boss at work says, “No one wants to hear about the labor pains, they just want to see the baby.” So someday – hopefully sooner rather than later – I’ll show up with a brand new baby book and you can all assure me that I didn’t even look pregnant (lie if you have to).
I do sincerely appreciate everyone who has read any of my books, and those of you who care about this trilogy especially. Thank you so very much for your support.

- Jess