“I know. You’ve forgotten about love. But, after the sorrow and anger fade, you will remember. You’ll remember the bright—and you’ll see more than the narrow view you see now. You’ll see through a clearer lens.”
excerpt from Chapter 26, The Recognition, The Red Knot
We are close to publication! Here’s another sneak peek of the last volume in the Days of the Guardian trilogy! The Red Knot will be released before December….stay tuned for the official date. If you want to catch up on the story, you can purchase copies of The Red String and The Red Cloak on Amazon. Today through Friday, November 20, The Red String is free on Kindle!
Here are the chapter titles for the upcoming novel, The Red Knot!
No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God
When they’re starving or freezing or so very poor
No one laughs at God
When the doctor calls after some routine tests
No one’s laughing at God
When it’s gotten real late and their kid’s not back from the party yet
No one laughs at God
When their airplane starts to uncontrollably shake
No one’s laughing at God
When they see the one they love hand in hand with someone else
And they hope that they’re mistaken
No one laughs at God
When the cops knock on their door
And they say we got some bad news, sir
No one’s laughing at God
When there’s a famine or fire or flood
But God could be funny
At a cocktail party when listening to a good God themed joke or
Or when the crazies say He hates us
And they get so red in the head you think they’re ’bout to choke
God could be funny
When told he’ll give you money if you just pray the right way
And when presented like a genie who does magic like Houdini
Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus
God can be so hilarious
No one laughs at God in a hospital No one laughs at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God
When they’ve lost all they’ve got and they don’t know what for
No one laughs at God
On the day they realize that the last sight they’ll ever see
Is a pair of hateful eyes
No one’s laughing at God
When they’re saying their goodbyes
No one’s laughing at God
No one’s laughing at God
No one’s laughing at God
We’re all laughing with God
While I have chosen not to participate this year in Nano, all my fellow wild and crazy writers who have begun the journey of writing 50,000 words in 30 days get my respect and commiseration. This is my ode to you. It will be a lonely month. Drink in moderation.