i spent yesterday working on the follow up book to "In Dreams." it's called "Before the Dreams" and it takes place in the past. we get to see all of the characters we've grown to love in another lifetime- what we experience with them there, gives more clarity to the things that might have left us confused, or uncertain from the first book.
have you ever wondered why some people affect you the moment you meet them? why you have strong feelings of like, or dislike without knowing a single thing about them? how you can feel a pull towards someone in a way you can't explain? obviously i believe in the idea of past lives, reincarnation and the concept that our souls live on and have the ability to recognize people from our past. it just makes sense to me. but i totally understand that for some people, that entire concept seems way too far fetched.
with that in mind... here is a quick excerpt from Before the Dreams. I was a mess yesterday when i wrote this- bawled my freaking eyes out. i feel this story, and these characters, in the pit of my stomach when i write about them. i'm trying so hard to get this story out. to finish it, but it takes a certain frame of mind for me to be able to write for this. it's weird because the other stories take a particular frame of mind as well, but they're not as intense. i don't know, it's hard to explain. clearly i'm a crazy person. :)
anyway... here you go. i hope you enjoy it!
In a day where everything had changed, Katherine longed for something to feel the way it used to. Her eyes scanned her bedroom like a wild animal in search of prey. She could feel herself about to break and fall apart. She imagined tiny pieces of her scattered across the cold wooden floor. There had to be something she could do that wouldn’t feel wrong or out of place. Anything that would remind her less of how much had changed. She was desperate for a piece of normalcy, no matter how small.
Then she saw them. Her stationary sat neatly stacked on her nightstand where she had last left them. Shaking hands grasped at the paper and pen. With tears streaming down her face, her heart aching beyond measure, she slid to the floor beside her bed and began to do the one thing she had done so many times before. The one thing that made her feel like everything was as it used to be. She wrote to him.