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Posted by on Aug 20, 2014 in Events | 1 comment

Of Wishes and Rainbows Release

Of Wishes And Rainbows coverLast week, I quietly released a short story out into the world. Normally, it’s all fanfare and drum rolls with me, but not this time. This ebook release was special to me.

So why wouldn’t I largely keep it to myself? Perfect sense, right?

When I was a little girl visiting my dad and stepmother in California for the summers, we’d take these road trips from the San Diego area up to Bakersfield to visit my aunt. At the time, I was told that it should take us about four hours each way. The reality was that the “shortcut” through the desert would actually double our time on the road.

Now that I think about it, I was nine or ten at the time, so I wasn’t all that little. Regardless, eight hours is still a long time for anyone to sit in a car with nothing to look at except dusty roads and rocks.

To keep us all entertained, my dad used to create these silly stories off the top of his head. He could talk for hours about the adventures of Johnny Wiennie-Eater, the social outcast whose dad worked at the hot dog factory and always brought home vats of grease for Johnny to use in his hair. (You remember I said silly, right?) In one story, I think neighborhood dogs would actually chase around after him nipping at the links of sausage that were flowing out of his pockets.

Johnny was probably my dad’s favorite character to talk about. Mine was always Johnny’s one friend at school, a poor farm boy named Boy Yokum. There was still a lot of silliness in his story, but there were also some heartwarming parts. Possibly a tear or two were shed, but I’ll never admit it.

I’ve been toying with the idea of writing one or all of these stories for years, but I’m not really as funny as my dad is, so I knew I’d never pull off his level of fun. Instead, I took the main element from his story about Boy – a rainbow that he very literally pulls out of the sky – and decided to build a story around that event with my own brand of storytelling. My desire to keep at least a portion of my dad’s story alive in the world is really how OF WISHES AND RAINBOWS was born.

I’ll stop rambling and get to the summary now…

Even in a simpler time, love is never easy.

No one expects to fall in love at thirteen, but that’s exactly what happens the moment the new girl in school picks the seat in front of Grady “Boy” Weaver. But how can the poor social outcast who can’t even get his father to love him possibly steal this beautiful girl away from the rich and popular boys in his class? To make himself worthy, Grady embarks on a quest that will take him to the edge of reality and reason, uncovering what treasure really hides at the end of the rainbow.

After returning from his adventure, Grady must make a choice: Use his treasure to hold onto his newfound popularity and the girl of his dreams or sacrifice everything to save the family farm he despises.

OF WISHES AND RAINBOWS is a coming of age story of love and sacrifice.

And back to the author rambling.

This short story is about 42 pages and Amazon estimates it takes 90 minutes or less to read. You can follow the link below to get your DRM-free copy for 99 cents if you want. It’s also currently enrolled in Kindle Unlimited if you want to check it out for the reasonable price of FREE, but I can’t guarantee it will stay there for more than 90 days.

I know this is a lot different than the stories you can typically expect from me, but it’s a fun little story and, like I said, it’s special to me. I hope y’all will give it a chance if you have a few hours to kill and 100 pennies to spare.

Of Wishes and Rainbows: A Short Story

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  1. The story behind this story is very touching and heart warming, especially to me because I have the same thing going on.

    My first novel DEMO was completely inspired by my dad as well. My dad was an author. He wrote short stories in his native language. The novel is now in loving memory. It saddens me that he will never get to read the final draft.

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