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A treat… a spoilery treat, so read at your own risk! This chapter I liked, but ultimately cut it from The Living God. It was a good hint into the complex relationship between Saran, Keleir, and Rowe, but ultimately had
“Author Kaytalin Platt grew up in a quaint rural town north of Mobile, AL that gave her imagination a place to blossom and fuel to keep imagining beyond what she had experienced to that point. Writing, next to the people
The capital of Adrid sat atop a massive hill, bordering on the edge of a six-hundred-foot cliff overlooking the Andrian Sea for which the city was named. Like many towns in Adrid, it had once been prosperous, a mecca to
The Living God just wrapped its second round of developmental edits and is moving on to a brief copy edit to review the new material. I’m eagerly awaiting the cover design for the book since my design is being replaced
Good morning guys! I’ve got a treat for you. Here is an excerpt from The Living God! I hope you enjoy it and that it gets you excited for the book. If you haven’t pre-ordered, and this strikes your fancy,
In my last post I discussed how change (the jump) proved hard, but completing that change (the fall) often turned out the easiest. I’m really good at choosing to fall. I’m a goal oriented person. If I don’t have a
In this article, I’m going to explain how you can read your friend’s writing, offer critique, all without breaking their spirit. Imagine a place in your house that is sacred to you. Maybe not even sacred, but one you’d be
Five and a half years before the events of The Living God… Seven Healers and two weeks. That’s what it took to mend a charred body, one that was beyond human form. Each Healer worked interchangeably to manage the
Hey guys! Thanks for supporting The Living God Campaign! As a thanks for being such great supporters so far, I thought I would treat you to a dark fantasy story I started a few years back while I was taking
Just a small nugget from the novel I’ve been working on. This is from a middle chapter. People always say the middle is the hardest, but the ending is the hardest to me. Dark shadows hung in the corners