The Path: A Series on Redemption & Sensual Awakening
August 28th, 2007 by (Michy)
The Path: A Series on Redemption & Sensual Awakening
Ladies and Gentlemen, if you would, please take a moment to check out the little book below you will see the new cover for my newest book.
I am giving all of you a sneak peek into the book.
First, here’s the cover.

Now that that’s out of the way, let me give you a snippet from one of the chapters you will find in The Path.
An excerpt from The Path:
Change
I don’t know how long I sat there, staring, emotionless, growing colder with each passing minute. My hands were shaking, my body shivering, and I felt sick inside.
Yet the temperature in the room was normal. The air conditioner was off, the ceiling fan had ceased spinning, but I was cold.
Is this what shock feels like? Who knew that anger, white hot anger, could make a body feel so cold? Was I angry? Was that an emotion?
Well, perhaps there is progress, because a moment ago, I was numb and unable to feel anything. Anger is better than apathy.
But I’m so cold. And I’m scared.
Yes, that is it, another emotion. I am scared. Fear.
And if this goes like it has in the past, the rest of the emotions will come flooding in soon enough, to put me into a whirlwind spiral of despair, ecstasy, hatred, rage, confusion, sadness, raw emotion. Pure, unadulterated, raw emotion.
Passion.
I’ve learned all too well that passion consumes. It is a flame that burns everything in its path. It creates and then destroys. And it does not matter if this passion is lust, greed, jealousy—even seemingly good, passion burns. Passion tears. Passion bites and bruises. Passion bleeds.
But passion ignites places in your soul you never knew existed.
So why am I so cold? Why are my fingers like ice?
I pace the floor, restless. I sit, restless. I lay upon the bed, restless. I pace again. I walk outside; the breeze is cool, and I shiver before turning back to go inside. My legs feel numb. My arms feel like the weight of the world is holding them down, making each movement sheer agony. Time stretches before me, moving in animated slow motion, each second of the clock seemingly an eternity while I wait.
Every sound is amplified. Every noise in the house reaches my ears at a deafening proportion. I can hear myself screaming, but no sound comes out of my mouth. I can feel myself crying, but no tears touch my eyes. I can feel my heart beating hard in my chest, and I swallow because it is hard to breathe, hard to think, hard to feel.
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…. But to read more, you’ll have to buy the book!
Currently, the book is in production, meaning it is still at the printer. It should be available any day now, but can be pre-ordered through Amazon.com. The Publisher will have the book available on their website for pre-order next week, and I myself will be selling pre-ordered signed and personally inscribed discounted copies through my own website next week as well.
For today, before the press releases go out, before the advertising, before the hype, before the hard sell, before the first review is received and posted, I just wanted to take a moment and bask in the pleasure and excitement that a new title brings to me and share that with my friends here.
Four years ago when I quit my day job to become a full-time professional writer, following a life-long dream of mine, I never imagined I’d be where I am now. I visualized it, but somewhere in the back of my head, I never truly believed it would happen. It was just a dream.
Today, I have four books in print, contracts/offers on two others, and four more in various stages of completion and I no longer feel it is just a dream… now it is a dream come true.
Every day, in every way, I am living my dreams. I have my family, my love, my good friends, my life, and my writing… not necessarily in that order, and I must say, there is nothing like living a dream. I am blessed.
Awhile back, I wrote in an old blog that one day soon I would fly.
Not too long ago, I took a leap of faith. Since then, my feet have not touched the ground. My dear friends, I am flying…
I treasure each and every one of you, more than you know. I know that, again, they say you are just internet friends (though many of you are friends in person to me too) but coming in here and sharing with you all, it’s just amazing. I look forward to it. Every comment brightens my day. Every message adds to the joy and abundance in my life.
Ryan, Gregg, Kimberlee & Steve, Bo, Shannon, Richard, Lynn and Rian – you all need to read the Introduction & Acknowledgments of The Path. Each of you have a personal note in there.
That’s all for now… but I just wanted to share with you my joy. Thank you for reading and commenting. It has come to mean so much to me. (HUGS TO ALL)
Before I go, just a little something I’d like to put out to the Creator and the Universe:
May I always feel the Humility that comes from knowing anyone out there cares enough to read what I have to say, whether book or blog, and read what I feel, what flows from me so freely, so that I am always Grateful and Humble for the Talent that is mine and those who share that with me.
May all of those who read my words, share my heart, and share my life, whether here or in person, near or far, each learn to fly as I have and truly live a dream.
Ya’ll have a great day!
Love and stuff,
Michy
PS: Giggles…
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