Jamieson Wolf
Number-one bestselling author
The Dead Are Everywhere!
Hey Everyone,
I’m just super thrilled that my new novel, In the Dead of Night, is available all over the place. You can find it at
Breathless Press
Amazon
http://www.amazon.com/In-Dead-Night-ebook/dp/B00B9OSQUC
All Romance eBooks
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-inthedeadofnight-1052216-140.html
And don’t forget to download the free eBook prequel Dawning of the Dead!
You can read it online at Wattpad:
http://www.wattpad.com/story/3948567-dawning-of-the-dead
Or you can download the eBook at Smashwords:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/278916
There are zombies everywhere!
Flash Fiction Friday!
I had fun today. I took part in Flash Friday with Breathless Press on their Facebook Page. I had to write twelve fifty word flash stories based on word or picture prompts. This inspired me to write a 100 word entry to a contest. So that’s awesome.
Rather than repeat the prompts here (you can view them on the Breathless Press Facebook Page), I thought I’d just share the words with you. Here they are in the order they were written. Enjoy!
1
He was always up with the sunrise. More beautiful than that were the people he would see while he was still not quite awake: A woman gathering bottles from the street, a man walking his dog, an early morning runner. They were all part of a whole: separate but unique.
2
He was early for everything. His mother had taught him that promptness was the mark of someone who took life seriously. “If you are early or on time, people will respect you.”
Over the years, he was prompt for everything. Now, he spent his life waiting for it to start.
3
When the sunrise filled the sky, he knew his last moments were upon him. He had lived a long time, too long in fact. To see the end of his existence didn’t frighten him. Instead, it would be a welcome respite. He would wait for the sun to claim him.
4
He had not been expecting to get a thong for Christmas. He picked it up and looked at his boyfriend.
His boyfriend smiled. “You like it?”
Instead of replying, he asked “Why did you crochet it out of white acrylic yarn?”
“It’s more virginal that way.” He said.
“For whom?”
5
He was no longer sated. When food had been his companion, he could fill the void in himself with many culinary delights. Since going from a 48 waist to a 32 waist, he saw food as his enemy. He was always hungry; for food or for whom he had been.
6
He stood, naked but almost decent, as the photographer took picture after picture. The strangers on the street that looked hungrily at him were somewhat disturbing. Most frightening of all was that one of the strangers looked familiar. She walked towards him, the photographer still clicking away. “Mom?” He asked.
7
He grabbed another arm off of the pile. She gave him a withering look. “Don’t be such a pig.” She said.
He sighed. “I’m hungry. We haven’t even had any brains for weeks now.”
“Well, try a nice foot or maybe a pinkie finger.”
He sighed. “Being a zombie sucks.”
8
He’d never seen Casablanca, or any black and white movie, for that matter. The one time he had tried, his eyes had switched off all the colour around him. For days, he wandered in a grey haze, waiting for the pigments and hues to return, pining for the colour red.
9
He wondered, as he often did, about language. There were so many words that sounded the same. For instance, when someone told him to “come here”, he often mistook it for “cum here”. This led to difficult misunderstandings, fines and problems with the police. He always asked for clarification now.
10
Adam looked at Steve. “What is THAT?”
“It’s a fig leaf.” Steve said. “This way at least things stay covered.”
Adam grinned. “Looks like a fruit roll up. Oh! Wait, no, it’s a-”
“Don’t say it.” Steve’s voice was firm.
“A fig roll up!”
Adam didn’t join in the laughter.
11
There were a myriad of other things he should be doing, but he focused on the task at hand. He moved the needle through the skin, being careful not to snag the thread. She had been such a stickler for her looks. When she was finished, he would give her life.
12
He waited for the curtains to part. The audience, invisible to him, shifted and coughed. They were waiting for him. He didn’t feel embarrassed by his nakedness; instead he was empowered. When the music began to play, he was ready. As the curtains opened, parting slowly, he began to move.
Happy Love Day!
With Valentine’s Day coming up, I thought it would be fun just to have a giveaway. This is a an easy one folks.
All you have to do is send an email to jamiesonwolf at gmail dot com and put Happy Love Day Contest in the subject line. I’ll draw winners on the 14th of February, so you’ll have your new book as a Valentine treat! Books are AWESOME for Valentine’s Day. Well, and flowers and chocolate. Just saying.
Here’s what’s up for grabs
5 copies of In the Dead of Night, my brand new post apocalyptic zombie romance release! Zombies rock.
3 sets of The Deep Woods Trilogy (Night of Leaves, Night of Air, Night of Stars)
1 set of The Valentine Chronicles (Valentine, Valentine’s Labyrinth. Valentine’s Heart is already free to download along with a sexy soundtrack! Awesome!)
You have until February 13th at midnight to enter. I will draw the winner while I’m having my morning coffee on the 14th (around 4am Eastern Time) out of a cup. A little Valentine’s Day treat from me to you.
That’s like 17 books up for grabs! Sweet! So send an email to jamiesonwolf at gmail dot com by the 13th, be reading a new book (or trilogy!) while you wait for for something special and wonderful to happen.
Yay Love Day!
Free eBook and Soundtrack for Valentine’s Day!
I was going to do my usual mushy Valentine’s Day post to celebrate the upcoming Love Day when it occurred to me that I’ve written the book on Valentine’s Day. Literally.
My very first romance novel to be published was based off of the myth of St. Valentine. I ended up writing two more.
The trilogy was based off of the actual legend of St. Valentine.
According to legend, as early as the fourth century B.C., the Romans engaged in an annual young man’s rite to passage to the god Lupercus. The names of the teenage women were placed in a box and drawn at random by adolescent men; thus, a man was assigned a woman companion for the duration of the year, after which another lottery was staged.
After eight hundred years of this, the early church fathers sought to end this practice and promote monogamy. They found an answer in Valentine, a bishop who had been martyred some two hundred years earlier. According to church tradition, St. Valentine was a priest near Rome in about the year 270 A.D. At that time, the Roman Emperor, Claudius II, had issued an edict forbidding marriage. This was around when the heyday of Roman Empire had almost come to an end.
When Claudius became the emperor, he discerned that married men were more emotionally attached to their families, and thus, would not make good soldiers. So to assure quality soldiers, he banned marriage.
Valentine, a bishop who witnessed the trauma of young lovers, met them in a secret place and joined them in the sacrament of matrimony. Claudius learned of this “friend of lovers,” and had him arrested. The emperor, impressed with the young priest’s dignity and conviction, attempted to convert him to the Roman gods, to save him from certain execution. Valentine refused to recognize Roman gods and even attempted to convert the emperor, knowing the consequences fully.
On February 24, 270, Valentine was executed.
While Valentine was in prison awaiting his fate, he came in contact with his jailor, Asterius. The jailor had a blind daughter. Asterius requested him to heal his daughter. Through his faith, he miraculously restored girl’s sight. Just before his execution, he asked for a pen and paper from his jailor, and signed a farewell message to her, “From Your Valentine.” A phrase that lived ever after.
I have taken certain liberties with the characters of Valentine and Asterius. Though there are no historical records, there is nothing to indicate that the two men did not meet before Valentine’s imprisonment; that there was not a spark of something more between the two.
And that is where my story of Valentine begins
Here’s a bit about the Valentine Chronicles trilogy:
Valentine:
Meet Valentine, a sorcerer in the heyday of the Roman Empire. Though Claudius has made a decree forbidding marriage, Valentine weds people in honour of the God Lespercus.
He knows that his magic, his work, comes from a higher power than the Roman Emperor. When he is visited by Asterius, the chief of the Roman Guard, Valentine falls in love with him. But how can he love someone who is supposed to be an enemy?
Valentine will have to free his heart and face death in order to become the man of legend…
http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/valentinejw.htm
Valentine’s Heart
After battling evil in the form of Emperor Claudius II of Rome, Valentine is in hiding.
Having fled with his lover Asterius, the former Chief of the Roman Guard, Valentine’s heart should be comforted. But his thoughts keep drifting to Anna, his former priestess.
Asterius will help Valentine forget all about Anna. And dream all about him…
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1206
Valentine’s Labyrinth:
t is 270 A.D. Valentine, cleric and sorcerer, is on the run from Emperor Claudius and is in hiding. With his lover Asterius by his side, every day is magic.
But something is wrong. A dark force hunt them. Lady Magnolia is on the hunt for blood. She wants Asterius and Valentines blood and will stop at nothing to achieve her goals.
Lady Magnolia has a plan. She will use, Anna, Valentine’s former Priestess, as bait in a trap. When the trap is sprung, everyone will be in danger.
Valentine will have to face his darkest hour yet if the people he loves are to live…
http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/valentineslabyrinth.htm
Since Valentine was my very first romance novel, I went all out promoting it. So here’s the best part of all of this. Valentine’s Heart is available to read/download for FREE! Even cooler, why not check out Valentine’s Symphony where you can download a soundtrack for the book, watch two book trailers and read an excerpt from Valentine.
The soundtrack, called Valentine’s Symphony, has one track for each of the books chapters plus one for each of the three main characters. Download it here:
http://www.valentinessymphony.blogspot.ca/
Whatever you’re doing this upcoming Valentine’s Day, I hope it’s something you love.
Being Thankful from Inside the Labyrinth
Five weeks ago today, I was diagnosed with a temporary condition called Labyrinthitis. It is defined thusly:
Labyrinthitis is an ear disorder that involves irritation and swelling (inflammation) of the inner ear. The symptoms can be as follows:
- Abnormal sensation of movement (vertigo)
- Difficulty focusing the eyes because of involuntary eye movements
- Dizziness
- Hearing Loss in one ear
- Loss of balance, such as falling toward one side
- Nausea and vomiting
- Ringing or other noises in the ears
Some people get only some of the symptoms. I got all of them. You can read a full description of Labyrinthitis here: http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0002049/
There is a two to six week recovery time. Today is the start of week five, so I’m almost there. It may go longer than six weeks, as that is just an average time, but here’s hoping that I’m almost through the woods.
As I’ve been healing, I’ve become more thankful for the simpler things that I am able to do again. Some may seem very simple but I am thankful nonetheless. I thought I’d list them here so that I can remind myself not to take any of these things for granted again. Here they are in no particular order:
- Being able to take a shower
- Being able to shave (thank goodness. I was starting to look like a Wookie)
- Being able to dress myself (at the start of this, during the second week when it got so much worse, I couldn’t even put my boots on myself)
- Being able to sit upright
- Being able to walk (now with only the partial aid of a cane)
- Being able to drink coffee again
- Being able to hear (partially right now) out of my left ear again
- Being able to go to work again (I was off work for two weeks which never happens. Before I got ill, I had missed only one day of work since May)
- Being able to eat regular food (for two weeks, I existed on only chocolate pudding, electrolyte water and saltines. For the past few weeks, I’ve only been able to eat rice and bland food)
- Being able to read again (for two weeks, all I could manage was audio books and even then that was difficult)
- Being able to read actual books again (I still can’t read off of my iPad, but hopefully that will come back soon; oddly enough, I haven’t been able to read physical books for a long time but have no difficulty with the print sizes now)
- Being able to write again (I didn’t write a single word for nearly five weeks. That just gutted me)
- Being able to take the bus
- Being able to go down the street to the store for some groceries
Like I said, these are all very simple things, things that you don’t think about during your day to day life because you always do them. I certainly didn’t give them a second thought until I couldn’t do them.
I’ve still got one or two weeks of recovery left, so I’m not completely well yet. There is still a bit of vertigo, the hearing in my left ear hasn’t come back completely. But both have dissipated and I’m getting there. That has to count for something right?
Most of all, though, I am thankful for three very important people that helped me get through this. Without them, I would have been lost inside the labyrinth, as it were. I am thankful for
- My Wonder Mum and Wonder Dad for taking care of me (and to my Wonder Mum for buying me books this past weekend)
- My amazing and wonderful Sexy Boyfriend who wouldn’t let me give up (not that I would have anyways) and helped me through all of this more than he knows
To them, I am thankful beyond words. Saying thank you just doesn’t seem like enough, but they know what I mean (I hope).
I’m also thankful for all of you who have sent me get well emails and Facebook notes. It’s helped knowing that there are people out there who care enough to send me happy vibes. They helped for sure.
So I guess if I have learned anything in the past five weeks, it is to be thankful for the small victories, the simple joys. They are the most meaningful, after all.
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Jamieson Wolf has written a compelling story about navigating multiple sclerosis and cerebral palsy. His story will touch your heart, make you cry, then laugh, and inspire you. A touching memoir with a bit of magic…and tarot! ~ Theresa Reed, author of The Tarot Coloring Book
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