Its OFFICIAL!

aubriewrites

Now that I have signed a contract, its safe to announce this amazing news!I signed with an amazing publishing company! Winter Wolf Press! I have become part of the pack, and I am thrilled. Its a small press, and that means that I have an amazing team working closely with me. How cool is that? That means that the books I publish will get the attention they deserve.15622455_10154993119927176_7711799484561995165_n

I did have to pull what was known as Darkness Whispers from the shelves, so if you got a copy, YAY for you! If not, do not fret, the book is being reworked, revised, edited and reborn! It will be released under an different title, and I can’t wait to share it with you. This journey I am taking is going to be very exciting! I am so glad that I get to share it with you all.

In the mean…

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The 7 Golden Rules of Blogging

Cristian Mihai

It’s Blogging Week here at Cristian Mihai blog (yeah, I don’t have a fancy name for my blog). We’ll talk about blogging, different tools that make blogging easier, and other stuff. The other stuff is mostly related to some of the do’s and don’t of blogging, what works and what doesn’t.

Everything you’re about to read is common sense. So, please, don’t expect some 3 step tutorial to gaining a billion followers.

And now for today’s post. 7 Golden Rules of Blogging.

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They Call But I Remain.

The Weaver

Sunbeams make a pattern across this page, a pattern of nothingness; somewhere dark, somewhere light but in essence all an illusion. Crows sing their faithful song to the wind but to me they retell only the devouring scene of battle, as if they were waiting to eat my wounded heart. Their shadow sometimes flitters across my face, sometimes I look up to shout at them to go away but I have not the strength. They remain.

Why is it that from darkness light looks so beautiful? And from pain, relief? Maybe this is my destiny, this hollow pit of sadness which I cannot escape, but then I think of these words, these dark letters full of sadness and they taunt me, they challenge me to come out, to escape, to fly. They call but I remain.

Isn’t it absurd to imagine happiness, to hope in despair? But that is only…

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