Squeaky_Kittah

From one world to another, the working cogs of the afterlife have suited the souls within those worlds. Slightly beyond the sight of living people is a system of order that keeps all in check. Away from worlds of magic (as was in the previous books), here is a world as we know it. But peel back the laws that prevent the living among the dead, befall a strange way of life for one individual.


In all honesty: this 132 chapter book is more the removed sections of another. This is a very broken long draft, I would actually not have this one in paper copy. But the elements of this book are basically for 'Shroud Over Their Eyes'.  Welcome to my headache of untangling this multiverse.

Celebration of life: Beyond Veiled Boundaries

This book... seriously it got complicated fast. I did indeed remove entire plots and story. As those are being saved for the next books. I would have normally removed all of this stuff, all these part would have been left untold. 


But I have been writing for nearly all my life, and I keep having these background chapters crop up. 


This book started as the title meant. A celebration of those I lost. In the time I been editing this book. I have attended four funerals. They are people in this book. But as the further I wrote, the more background things took over. I suspect that those people will be back in my writing in other places. 


It certainly is a book that got lost somewhere. I will be making a better coherent story that follows better the next one. This one is sort of adjustment for the next.


I did say my dyslexia sometimes writes the story backwards. This character is prime example of this happening. I first wrote her at the end of her story and had to pick what happened as I wrote other. books. She was always someone lingering at the edge of my other stories, thing major things happened to her. But I didn't have enough pieces to make a coherent follow the plot. 


Now having finished the entire stack of 14  handwritten notepads beside my bed this past year. I think I can make it. 


I hope my love for these people never fades as their memories will stay immortal in my books. 


* Dedications and author rant *