Where does two years go?

Seriously though. How has it been two years since I posted on here. To be so close to publishing my book.

Life has a funny way of throwing many distractions at you that divert you away from your dreams.

Becoming a grown-up.

Falling in love.

Family.

Friends.

Money.

Your day job.

There is never enough time.

I've been working in insurance now for 6 years and while I truly enjoy it, its not what my fulfills me but pays the bills.

Writing fulfills me.

It sets my mind free. It excites me. It takes me to another world.

My favorite movie as a girl was The Little Mermaid, and to be honest is still probably my favorite movie. Since then the ocean is one of my favorite places. My mom and I have created a story that brings me back the feeling that I felt as a little girl watching The Little Mermaid and swimming in the lake and pretending that I was Ariel. I am so excited about it and each time I read I can't believe it came from us.

We are editing book one that has been in works for five year. FIVE!! What the heck. Like I said before where the heck does time go? But still I love it. I love the story and what we have created and its bringing the excitement of writing back to me, when the last year I have felt unconnected and unmotivated to finish what I and we have started.

I started writing book two while mom is editing the first and perfecting our five year creation. We project that Book one called The Travels of Below to come out 2017 and book two will follow a few month after it.

This is a little bit of a random post but like Ernest Hemingway said "Write drunk;edit sober."

Book Trailer

Today I'm going out and filming for a book trailer for the book that is posted below. I will post it soon after I get the editing done with it!

Begining of my new book.

So this is really scary and exciting to be sharing this but here is the prelude and part of the first chapter of the book I just finished. I would love feedback good and bad. Thanks for reading!

Prelude

It can only take one moment, a minute or even a single second to shift your whole life forever. To have everything you ever believed in, or thought you were living for to get ripped away from you like a hurricane tearing away everything in sight. Just gone. I didn’t know that my life was going to have more than one of these moments. That life seemed to keep throwing things at me, to continue to try and knock me off balance. Eighteen years of confusion, of unanswered questions, of going through the motions and then it hit me. The hurricane I never saw coming. Never would I have been able to foreshadow these events, these moments, these minutes that brought me here; to him, to them and to myself.

Chapter One

The wind whipped my dark blonde hair across my face as I stood on the very top of the giant red bridge, the Golden Gate Bridge to be exact. With my eyes closed I took a deep breath and listened. I could hear the cars whooshing by far below me, even further, the sound of the water hitting the rocks in the distant, the seagulls crying out to each other and large crate ships' billowing horns.

I felt the pull then. The buzz of adrenaline started to course through my veins as my body reacted to what I was about to do. I opened my eyes to see the sunset sky splashing orange and yellow hues into the scene. I smiled to myself, stretched out my arms and let my body fall.

I heard a scream further away and horns honking at me as I fell though the fog. The pull grew harder as I drew closer to the water below, gravity pulled against me as I fell. It always surprised me at how fast I got to the bottom. Right before I hit I let the pull grab me whole, away from the water which could have easy stole my life if I let it, and it threw me into the between-world filled with screams.

They were louder than I’d ever heard them but I knew not to hesitate. The pull kept going just as fast and threw me where I needed to be. It was all still as I open my eyes and stared at myself in the mirror of my bathroom. It always took a minute to shake off the fear of the screams. To pass through the world in between, a place in which I had no knowledge of.  

I am a teleported or that is what I call it. I have no other word to describe it because I have never had anyone else to ask about it...

The Start

Hey!
This is going to my blog spot where I will start posting about progress and new projects I'm working on. Currently I have written a YA book with my mom, Cindy Coloma, who is a bestselling author and also has fifteen books published already. I never thought I was going to be a writer growing up but once we started working on our book I knew it was something I was going to want to do forever. I always had a big imagination and was defiantly always daydreaming but I didn't think I could turn them into stories. After we finished our book I wrote my own YA fiction novel. I started writing it about a year ago and last month I finally completed it. I'm still not sure which direction I'm going to go with it if I am going to self publish or go for the more traditional type of getting it published but hopefully soon I will make a decision. Now working on two other projects as well as collaborating with my Mom on a second book I will have plenty to keep me busy for a while and hopefully something coming out within the year. That is the goal!