Good morning blog world. I’m going to be out-of-pocket for a couple of days, but I didn’t want to leave you hanging. Instead, I’ve asked author Parrisha Martelly if she would mind giving us a little wisdom or blog article for today. She, of course, was happy to jump over here and post a blog article.
Parrisha is the author of a Fox, and if you haven’t taken a look at it, you should. here’s a quick synopsis of her book before I turn it over to Parrisha.
A wind whips through the trees, carrying with it the call of Pandora’s Box. It will choose one victim, as it does every year, and beckon its quarry to open it. He will have one year to find the box. Or die.
Twenty-year-old Fox is heir to the House of Lords, a group dedicated to protecting Pandora’s Box from the chosen who seek to open it. When the new chosen kidnaps her father, Fox rushes to find him.
Joined by her best friend Onyx and the mysterious Falcon, her journey leads her to a strange silver-haired man, the ethereal Fae, and what may be her first, and only, chance at love.
I never intended to write a novel. I had always wanted to, don’t get me wrong. But it was one of those things I meant to do in the far off and distant future, like going to the gym or doing laundry.
I had just bought a new laptop (complete side note: that laptop burned out on me a year later, a month after warranty), and I was relishing the feel of the device. I decided to open up different applications, one of which was Microsoft Word. I had planned to write a poem, which was something I did frequently. Instead, what I ended up writing was an argument between two men, Levictious and Smitten, over information that Smitten had about a mysterious man. I wish I could say that the idea came to me in some sort of cool way (like the skies opening up and doves coming down from above), but it didn’t. After I wrote the scene, I was pretty excited. I wanted to know what would become of these two men, so I decided I would keep writing. This was four years ago. That scene is not in the novel today, but was the beginning of my journey to Fox’s fruition.
I kept writing over the course of those four years, but not regularly. I’m a full time student at a university in a pretty time-consuming and difficult major. I also have Crohn’s disease, and during this time, I was going through various hospitalizations and changes in my medication regimen. Writing pretty much took a backseat to life.
Even so, I would often think about my characters and their stories. Many, many things about the book changed because of my random musings in cars, grocery stores, and the like. It took me a while to realize that although my life was a bit hectic, I really wanted to tell this story. I wanted people to hear about Fox’s adventures and the lives of the Fae. It was important to me. So I buckled down and wrote every day. Some days, I would get up at 4am, write, go to school, go straight to work, come home, and write again. Literally. Some days I was absolutely enamored with writing, and other days I felt as though I couldn’t write a single word. In the end, every single moment was worth it. Every early morning, every late night.
Maya Angelou once said, “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” I truly believe that. I hope that if my book one day passes your hands, that you will enjoy reading it just as much as I enjoyed writing it.