Hi! As you can see, my name is Lindsay and I am here to learn more about the world of writing and publishing. Losing myself in stories and the fantastical lives of the people I write about are WHY I write. I like to think I have something to say in each story, even if it is as simple as “follow your own path” or as grand as “doing ones part to bring balance to the world”.
Outside of writing, I enjoy painting, drawing, creating. I like a game of tennis and love to swim!
In reading, I love when I can follow a character’s arc. I don’t mind if someone starts out arrogant or meek, as long as they overcome that and grow by the end of the book. I also am particularly fond of the strong female lead, especially written by women. Romance in books is not a turn off for the most part, as long as it does not overtake the main objective of the story.
Love triangles is not something I am a fan of. Neither is insta-love. Also, killing a character for shock value alone is not interesting to me.
Can a planet have a heartbeat?
Tara Gaspar finds herself stranded on an alien WarShip with her mother and sister, hiding in the vast expanse of space. They are not alone. Other humans reside with them, those they saved from the prison planet, Gekai. They are not from Earth.
With promises of answers on Phanethica, the human’s home planet, Tara is eager to get answers. While her mother stews in indecision, Tara tries to solve the mystery of the desert planet they orbit. The one with the beating of a heart. Against her mother’s warnings, Tara accepts the help of Madrid, a being with her own vendetta, and discovers new talents she never dreamed possible.
In a power move that knocks her mother off her feet, Tara returns to Gekai, but despite her near limitless abilities, Tara doesn’t expect when has been imprisoned for centuries beneath the surface. A creature that knows what she is, what she can do, and can do it better.
STARLIGHT is a sequel to SYRIN, both books feature strong and resourceful female protagonists. I believe it will appeal to readers of Suzanne Collin’s Hunger Games series, and Robin LaFevers’ My Fair Assassin Trilogy. I have an Associates Degree from Snow College and enjoyed my time in creative writing. Currently, I work as an E-Learning Instructional Designer, where I edit and review content for trainings and online courses.
I’ve wedged myself between a downward slope of hill and the clear compound that separates me from freezing black space. I can hear pollinators beating their mechanical wings somewhere behind me, skimming over waves of grass, meandering through trees pillar straight or curved in a frozen dance. The buzzing sound of their travels fade in and out, pausing only when they land on a blossom, their weight causing it to dip and kiss the mossy covered earth. But my focus is not on the magical world behind, it is toward the bloated white bodies of rodents on the other side of the dome. Their naked gummy flesh bounces over the outside of the War Ship, spinning in a dance of death. It’s the closest I’ve been to them and the sight of their ringed maw of blue needle teeth gives me goose flesh and equally, makes me stare. They can’t dart away here, flatten to a worms thickness and slither their way through the porous woody walls of the War Ship. The idea that they are crawling inches from us as we walk sends a jolt through me, one that reverberates and shivers over skin. Black beads of randomly shaped eyes stare over my head, glaring with a menace no dead thing should provide. Not like they could have seen me anyway. The view is one way.
Behind the creatures lay the black of space. Woven through the darkness within my vision are the halls of the War Ship. They curve like branches or antlers capped in slate gray sheets of metal. These arms cup golden ornaments at their ends. By looking at them I would say they are countless, but Madrid has done the counting. I’ve forgotten the number. Beyond the outstretched limbs of ship spins Gekai. A pale yellow moon with little variation of color or atmosphere. There are no clouds, no rain, just white poles of freezing sand. Violet flashes from Peksi, the planet Gekai orbits, light arms of the ship beneath, providing the occasional change to my view. I can’t see the planet, but its angry nature is ever-present.
I am currently working on a stand-alone which would be a re-imagining of Jane Eyre, if her story would take place now. I’m excited to watch her grow and her experiences to evolve beyond the original. I hope I can do Charlotte Bronte justice!
I also have a dark YA that I am working on, and often times go back and forth with making it a graphic novel.
In the future, I would love to write a story exclusively for a video game.
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