Walking in the Shadows AVAILABLE NOW

Hi everyone–I hope you are all safe. We were released early from work, so I am posting this quickly before we lose power. Walking in the Shadows has been released early due to the storm. The ebook is available for $3.99 on Barnes and Noble, and Amazon, the paperback is available from Amazon for $12.99. The signed copy is available from my Etsy store.


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SONG: Existence

ARTIST: August Burns Red

GENRE: Metalcore


This hollow feeling, the knowledge that you exist

Amidst your insecurities, cover up only to coward out

And never shutting up only to never speak aloud

Have you dried up entirely?
The walls of a church don’t make it holy

It’s what’s authentic that completes the sum of it’s parts

Don’t excuse yourself from life today on the pretense of your past
You’re hurt, you’re broken, that’s alright

This might be what it takes to wake you up

This might be what it takes to wake you up
Are you at your wits end yet?

Are you at your wits end yet?

Are you at your wits end?

Are you at your wits end yet?
The walls of a church don’t make it holy

Security isn’t glitzy or glamorous, concrete or cohesive

Therein lies the truth, lift your head up high
It’s what we know we aren’t that makes us who we are

It’s what we know we aren’t that makes us who we are
You’re hurt, you’re broken, that’s alright

That makes us who we are

You’re hurt, you’re broken, that’s alright

That makes us who we are


ANALYSIS: As you can tell by these lyrics, as I’ve said before, this band is more than just musicians–they are amazing poets and writers. I love these lyrics, and they helped me get through the time when I first started writing again. I was still doubting who I was as a person and where my career would bring me. I actually hung the saying up at my cubicle ” It’s what we know we aren’t that makes us who we are.”. It helped me to clear my mind and be able to say I was a writer. I wasn’t published yet, but I was a writer, and I am a writer. I know who I am not, and that is better than knowing exactly who you are.

Onto the scene, Knightley has just finished the unit on Shakespeare and overhears a comment about the fact that some of his students merely took his class to stare at him. This really bugs him, and he uses Vera’s love of metal music to show exactly what the point of the Shakespeare lesson was, but he also teaches a life lesson to his students. Now, it’s questionable that any of them listened– except Vera, of course!


 “Ugh…I seriously hated that Shakespeare crap Knightley made us read. I don’t even want to know what he’s going to torture us with next. I would never have taken this class had I known it would be like this,” Lily remarked as she walked past, and I knew Tad had heard because he had stopped, his muscles stiff in agitation.

“Yeah, Lil, but come on—eye candy!” her friend retorted.

“You know Mr. Knightley has ears, right?” I shot at them as I tried to put on my best mean girl face.

Lily blushed, and I watched as Tad’s shoulders relaxed with silent laughter. I knew however, that Tad would not just ignore what Lily had said. When the class had filled, he clapped his hands and held them together with pause before speaking. “I’d like to thank Lily and her friend for the comment on my good looks, but apparently my teaching isn’t as interesting. Yet, somehow I think you might want to pay attention in class today,” he said, and the class burst into laughter but grew silent at his serious face as he continued, “So we did that fun music assignment at the beginning of the school year.” Tad pointed towards me. “Vera, what were you listening to this morning when you drove in? I could hear it from here.”

I smiled. “August Burns Red.”

“I believe the song was Existence?”

“You’d be right.”

“Seriously, hot,” the kid in the front row commented, and Tad kicked his desk.

“Do you have the song on you right now?” Tad asked.


“Would you mind playing it? And writing the lyrics along with it?” Tad pulled the speakers from his desk drawer, and I stood to go to the front of the room. I knew what he was doing and wrote a quote on the board before I handed Tad my cell phone. As our hands touched butterflies erupted in my stomach. “How many of you actually understood the songs that some chose that were metal? And did you instantly decide it was angry and tune it out?” he asked as he hit play and some of the girls in the room tried not to cringe. I turned my back to them and began to write the words of the song. When the song finished Tad let the words sink in. “’In our prejudice may we find understanding that dissuades hate and forms love.’ Vera, you could not have put it better. Do the rest of you now understand? Do you feel the same as you did at first, or do you see what Vera meant by her quote?” he continued to question as he handed me my phone and nodded for me to go sit back down. “This kind of music resembles what we just finished studying—with the fact that if you don’t understand Shakespeare you will hate it.” His eyes found Lily, who sunk further in her chair. “This hate also predisposes some to not trying to understand. But if you only try, you will finally hear the words for what they are.”


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