Here is a taste of the first chapter of the first book in a series in the genre of adult urban fantasy. It is fundamentally fiction but includes actual journal excerpts. It is a mixture of journal entries, narration, and artwork—full page sketches I’m creating for each chapter (not the piece shown here).
In memory of the year 1994, who died peacefully in its home located at what was previously the end of a disastrous 1993 and the culmination of 3.37 years of glory days with Jon. Sara likes to think of those days that way. Glory days. The days of tequila shots and hours of lavish sweaty sex. No. it wasn’t just sex—that’s just a physical act any two fools can perform with little or no training at all. Those 3.37 years were transcendent—inter-dimensional—Delphian—different than any before.