I love Depeche Mode. In particular I love their sad songs, and for me there is none sadder than Blasphemous Rumours, from 1984.
I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours
But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humour
And when I die, I expect to find him laughing
If you listen to the whole song through, it’s a story of sadness, regret, irony and tragedy. A girl tries to girl herself, fails, and then finds redemption only to be hit by a car and killed.
The twenty-second of February is fast approaching, and with it comes the next chapter in Brandyé’s epic journey across the lands of Erâth! When we last saw Brandyé, he was exiled and abandoned on the coast of a dead, black sea, with nothing but his crossbow for survival.
What will happen to him next? Find out how Brandyé will survive in the dangerous lands of Erâth; discover who he will meet; learn more of the history of the world we were first introduced to in The Redemption of Erâth: Consolation! Danger, desolation and adventure awaits!
So come along to the Facebook launch event for The Redemption of Erâth: Exile and meet new authors, ask questions and even win giveaways and prizes! Any and all are welcome, and there will be fun events all week long.
For those of you who wish to preorder the second book, it is now available on Kindle, iBooks and Nook. Preorders aren’t currently available for the softcover print edition, but it will start shipping on Monday, February 22 for $12.99.
I’ve been thinking about connections a little bit lately. I think about the people I’ve met, the people I haven’t, and the people I’ve left behind. And of all of them, I wonder—how connected am I to them?
I try to live my life with as few regrets as possible, and for the most part I think I’m pretty successful. I’ve made mistakes and done stupid things, but most of them have worked out pretty well in the end. But then I wonder if the same is true of the people I know, and more importantly the people I used to know. What if there’s someone out there regretting every day of their life because, unknowingly, I walked out of it?
Satis Writes 