I’d like to think I’d choose a different way to go
But, my mistakes have paved the way
Down this dark and lonely, dead-end road
Poised on a stool in a corner of yet another bar, in front of a crowd of maybe fifty, the harmonies he played reached out to those around him. The rhythms in his head stirred his heart. For a man of magic, a sorcerer with powers he had never asked for, his musical talents were sung spells. They were his weapon of defense against loneliness, bringing people to him like a siren’s song. Yet, for the most part, he let his music haunt the deeper needs of those who listened—letting musical phrasings stir wants unnamed or purposely forgotten. Although he felt but a living and breathing jukebox, these strangers who came to see him play were the only lives he could touch. He reached out to them with his songs.
That is until one night one of Adam’s songs lures him back toward his hometown, and he calls out for Stacey, the one he was forced to leave behind all those years ago. Only this time she wants answers as to why he left, and maybe a bit of revenge for the heart he destroyed.
NOTE:
I wrote The Sorcerer’s Songs using my husband's song lyrics to create the plot. It was a lot of fun to write, and a great writing exercise! I think I was so inspired by his music that the story practically wrote itself. The Senior Editor who accepted the story wrote these wonderful words about it... "I also want to note that you write about magick with a heart and understanding that's pretty rare. There's a ritual feel to the music performance in your story." to listen to the song that inspired the story called "The Road" from Steven's "Weathervanes" CD. I am just so excited, and so grateful to my husband, Steven Howell, for letting me use his music!
The Sorcerer’s Songsis a tender paranormal romance I thoroughly enjoyed. It is a tale of magic, first love, heartbreak, forgiveness and redemption. Adams frustration over his present life and regret over his past was palatable to this reader. Adam’s life …was poignantly rendered by Ms. Howell ... Life is full of magical moments. In the magic of the melody of Ms. Howell’s story it is believable. Her (Stacey) quick realization that her love for the boy flames still, kept me racing to read this story’s ending. Ms. Howell’s novella…sang to me. It will to you too.
Kiki Howell ~where love is a mystical thing~
BIO:
I have always loved to read, spending hours lost in a
book. Getting caught up in the characters lives, I am easily
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