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daughters of morru

While digging through the depths of unfinished WIPs in my cloud drive, I came across the YA novel I had started a few years back and always meant to get back to, The Daughters of Morru. I had been looking for content I could use to tempt more patrons over on Patreon.

The Daughters of Morru is a fantasy story staring Alliafred Donovon, a middle daughter of a noble family in the country Kannith-Lee, who has dreams of escaping her soft prison in favor of the hard life of a warrior dedicated to the goddess Morru.

The first chapter is available over on my Patreon page for all to see! I will be posting chapters every Sunday for all patrons at the $5/month level and up. For just $1/month, you’ll gain access to my daily poem a full week before the rest of the world sees it.

Don’t want to commit to a donation each month? Hit me up over on Ko-Fi, where you can do one-time donations as well as monthly donations. You’ll get the daily poems for just a one-time donation, and I’m cooking up a story to serialize over there too.

I sometimes share my photography on both sites as well. Come over and join me!

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I’m a poet and I know it…

My first forays into writing were really bad poetry. I was a pre-teen when I started writing poetry, and it continued into my angst-filled teen years. Somewhere, in some box or bin that is still in the garage, I have a pile of poetry, notebooks filled with bad rhymes, and inane topics. The bad was not helped by a near-fanatical religious belief and the extra-special dirty-bad-wrong that I had been taught regarding the human condition.

Of course, as I got older I learned that poetry doesn’t need to rhyme, that sometimes it’s the rhythm of the words that bring it to life. My skill with words improved, I tried my hand at different kinds of poetry, but found a home in free verse.

As I found my voice and shed a bad religion, I delved into topics unrelated to the angst of a teenager. I grew to love the way I could shape a feeling into a poem, and I started writing from a rather adult place. I explored topics like politics and religion and sex. I painted the page with allegory and melancholy.

Through all of that, I was working on taking my love of words further and dove into writing fiction. Sometimes, it seems like I abandoned poetry for prose, but I always come back to poetry.

For the last several days, I’ve been starting my day with writing poetry. It feels amazing to be crafting words again. I hope to continue doing so for the near future. I will be posting new poems to my Ko-Fi page first for members, then to my poetry blog a few days later.

Head on over to Ko-fi if you would like to support a poet / author, Readers! I can’t wait to share with you.

Or, if you’re a Patreon kind of person, you can find me there too!

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making up with makeup

I’ve always had something of a love/hate relationship with the concept of cosmetics.  On the one hand, I love how they can help me present an image of myself, on the other, I hate the work involved.

In my teens, I never left the house without the minimum of foundation, mascara and eyeshadow.  As I got older I added lipstick and eyeliner.  Then I hit a period of not wearing anything.  I think that came as I was working on how to love the face in the mirror.

I had to drop the pretense, I guess.  And that took a long time.  I only did my makeup if I was going “out” or getting my picture taken.  Suddenly, however, almost immediately after my surgery, I started putting makeup on to go to work, and if I was leaving the house for the doctor’s office and such.  Not everyday, mind you, but often.

This week I cleaned out my admittedly very old collection of makeup, trashed a whole lot of it.  I need to clean my brushes and what nots, but yeah, it was time to drop the old stuff.  I broke my own no buy rule recently and splurged on some higher end cosmetics than I would normally buy and they arrived yesterday.

I’m excited for Monday morning when I get to try it all out for the first time.  Silly as that sounds.

Well, my coffee is waiting for me and there are words to capture, so I’m off.  Tell me, Readers, what is your morning routine like?

Don’t forget, I’m running a special offer over on my Patreon:  join me know at the $3 per month or up level and you will get a postcard from my personal collection covering 50 years of my life, chosen just for you with a nice note from me.

 

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coupling

Today is a day in American culture that seems to scream that you must be paired up, that without a life partner who can shower you with expensive presents on this arbitrary day in February, you don’t matter.

I don’t begrudge those who are happily coupled (or triaded or quadra-coupled, or whatever number works for you), and if you chose to “celebrate” good on you, have fun, don’t put yourself in debt, etc.

Personally, I am generally happy without a partner.  Days like today there’s this false desire to have someone who would bring me flowers or jewelry, even though I know that for the most part, I don’t really want either.  I’m allergic to most flowers, I can’t have candy and I don’t even wear the jewelry I already have…and if I’m honest, I feel nearly all of those things are a waste of money that could be saved to give me what I really would rather have: travel with someone I love.

In other news, I posted a snippet of my new novel-in-progress over on my Patreon this morning, for patrons only.  I’m thinking this weekend, I may do a brief video over there. You should come get in on the fun.  Just a dollar a month gets you in.  Higher support levels bring better rewards.

That’s all for now, Readers!

 

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working writer at work

Some days it’s hard to be a writer who has a day job.  Inevitably, my muse gets chatty while I’m trying to write some technical instructions or what have you.  Today is one of those days.  The main character in my blood witch story has been really chatty the last few days and if I could be home writing, I would be.

Instead, I’m in the office. You know, the daily struggle to pay the bills.

Speaking of paying the bills, do you know about www.patreon.com? It’s a nifty little place for people who love art (music, words, visual arts, more) to help the artists they like.  You pledge to pay a certain amount per month and in return, you get various goodies that can stem from behind the scenes looks at work in progress, blog posts for patrons only, and up to actual physical books.

As I build audience, I’ll add in some fun video clips (maybe me reading snippets or short stories), and other fun things.  If you’re interested in supporting me, my patreon can be found here: www.patreon.com/natalie.  Special access begins at only $3/month, though once a month I will also give the $1/month folks a sneak peek.

And, with that plea for your support, I must go back to my cup of coffee and the day job.  Those bills need paying!

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can you put a price on love?

I have had a Patreon account for a while, but didn’t really put any effort into it because I wasn’t really sure I wanted to pursue it, and what I could offer as rewards, but I’ve spent the last few days working over there to get something set up.

You can find me at https://www.patreon.com/nataliejcase.

I don’t expect this to make me a fortune, but I am hoping it will help me put aside some money to invest in books for signing events and the like, as well as save up to be able to afford voice talent to record audio books.

My rewards levels are all pretty low, starting at $1.  At $3, you get first look at the weekly micro/short story.  I will be writing one per week to some prompt and they will get posted first to my Patreon blog.  I will migrate them over here after a couple of weeks, but they will be first for my Patrons.

Most of the levels are under $20, with varying rewards.  So, if you like what I do enough to consider coming along to play, pop on over and have a look.