link for Kindle: http://amzn.com/B00O2AA8PQ
A note from Jaye Tomas -
Very pleased to offer this excerpt from my first (*please note the optimism here!*) book.
I also wish to thank all of you who have read and supported my scribbles. This book happened because of people like you believing. Peace.
“Nocturnes move amidst the night-time multitude
persistently unnoticed in the greying light
Masks fixed in place, smiles too
Hiding a glittering malevolence
the swirl of smoke blown back into the bottle
and held with incantations old as iron
Merlin’s will long held sway
against the undoing
but moonscape and nightmare exert their tidal pull
secure in knowledge that time and legends pass
until one glance too long into a looking glass
the snake charmer only holds the gaze, ‘tis the snake who wields the magic…”
“Your words are wings…” Comment for new book
Nocturnes by Jaye Tomas
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. ~ Ernest Hemingway
And he was exactly right. Well, after all the work…..Nocturnes is here. It’s real and it’s……..here. And its real and its…..well, you get the idea.
If I am supposed to act all cool and grownupish I have failed MISERABLY. I have made strange guinea pig weeking noises. I have fist pumped. Now I need to go lie down…..
Take a look, buy if you can, encourage your friends, talk about it, admire the fabulous artwork (thank you Sorell!!)
Thank you Thank you Thank you all for stopping by and saying hello, for reading and encouraging and – in some cases – becoming my friend. Peace.
Here are the links:
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1499170874
She delays the moment of rising
of cover throw back and movement
until she hears the church bells
ringing silver into the bland air of morning
and knows she can’t stay any longer
the dance of cold on bare floorboards and a murky mirror
reflecting a faded room and a fading face
She knows shouldn’t be there
she knows she died once upon a time…
but there’s no where else for her to go
and the memory of the bells
even though rusted silent and green with moss
is enough keep her rising…