happy release day, kristiana Sfirlea!
in her own words...
❤ 📖 ❤
It's hard to put into words just how much it means to me to have this book published. There were moments -- genuine, heartbreaking, faith-shaking moments -- when I thought Rose, Marek, and their story would never find a publishing home, and I had to ask myself that question: What would I do if my book baby was never born?
I know what the writing community would tell you to do. "Write more books! Write till you write the one that sells!" And that's good advice for anyone who hopes to be a published novelist. But was that the epitome of my creative dreams? To be a published author?
Or did I mostly want to be the author of Rose's story?
If I look deep inside myself, written on my heart of hearts is the answer. I didn't write LEGEND OF THE STORM SNEEZER to become an author. I became an author to write LEGEND OF THE STORM SNEEZER. And if my dream of seeing it published was put to rest, I think my desire to be a novelist would've died with it.
Every publishing journey is different. Mine is that a teenage girl fell head-over-heels in love with a world and characters that whispered out of a broken heart aching to be filled with love and truth and compassion. Her love for this story grew strong, and as she queried it for years on end, the idea of it never being published felt like ripping her soul in two. But God was in the waiting, and in the waiting was an altar, waiting for a sacrifice. Because the girl's life was not meant to be devoted to her dreams, nor her love meant merely for a book. It was meant for Him. And so she took the book that held her heart, and page by page, she gave it back to Him.
And here we are. ❤
~Kristiana Sfirlea📖 ❤
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about the book
Thirteen-year-old Rose Skylar sneezed a magical storm cloud at birth, and it’s followed her around ever since. But when Stormy causes one too many public disasters, Rose is taken to Heartstone, an asylum for unstable magic. Its location? The heart of a haunted forest whose trees have mysteriously turned to stone.
They say the ghosts are bound to the woods … then why does Rose see them drifting outside the windows at night? And why is there a graveyard on the grounds filled with empty graves? Guided by her future selves via time traveling letters, Rose and Marek—best friend and potential figment of her imagination—must solve the mystery of the specters and the stone trees before the ghosts unleash a legendary enemy that will make their own spooks look like a couple of holey bed sheets and destroy Heartstone Asylum.
Letters from the future are piling up. Rose can’t save Heartstone herself. However, five of herselves, a magical storm cloud, and a guardian angel who might very well be imaginary? Now that’s a silver lining.
But will they find what killed the ghosts before what killed the ghosts finds them?