How The Unsacred Gift Began
The Unsacred Gift is my first novel. I never thought in a thousand years that I would be able to write a book. Growing up I didn’t like to read. I know what you’re thinking...huh? My mom would buy me books for Christmas. I thought she had lost her mind. I would throw them back under the Christmas tree and hope the books would get thrown out with the tree. For years my mother tried so hard to get me to like reading like she did. But after years of trying she gave up.
It wasn’t until my junior year in high school that I developed a love for reading. The first novel I read was The Coldest Winter Ever by Sista Soulja. I only start reading it because one of my aquatints from school was reading it. Then my love for reading took off. I started reading books after books, mainly adult books. After a while I got tired of reading the adult content in the stories so I started reading young adult books to see what they were about. That’s when I discovered clean reading, and the Twilight Saga.
I read The Twilight Saga in a month. I was amazed at the writing content, it was so clean. No adult stuff in the content. I was so relieve and enjoyed reading it so much I started reading more young adult books. That’s when the idea of writing a book hit me.
I could write a book, I thought to myself. Then I started laughing and told myself to get my head out of the clouds. I told my mom that I wanted to write a book, and she looked at me like I lost my mind and kept washing clothes. So, I beginning writing words like I always do and never get back to it. I wrote one page and then I left it in my computer. I didn’t think that I would ever go back to the document until a couple of days later Sicily “Sissy” Monroe whispered in my ear.
Two days passed by and on July 18, 2010 someone started talking to me in my head. I thought for sure I needed to be admitted to the mental hospital. I was at work when the “voice” began speaking. I got out of my sit and looked around to see if anyone was around. No one was there, so I sat back down. Then it spoke again. What is it?What do you want? I though. Then the “voice” just started talking to me. So, I began to write everything down.
Hours later I wrote 4 chapters and I couldn’t stop. I went home to tell my mother about this voice that was talking to me. She didn’t look at me like I lost my mind this time. I told her about the story and the plot.
“What should I call this book?” I asked her. She looked up at the ceiling thinking. We sat in silence for about ten minutes, and then she spoke. “How about The Unsacred Gift.” I stood in the middle of the living room floor thinking. “Uhmm...I like it!”
Two and a half months later The Unsacred Gift was finished. I loved the fact that I could finish something I started so much I really wasn’t thinking about publishing it. “I want to see it publish!” My mother demanded, and so I set off on a quest to find an agent.
Well 20 rejection and a whole bottle of IB Profanes (from stress) later I said, “forget it I will do this myself.” I found an editor and created the first cover myself. I did more research on self-publishing and found Amazon and Barnes and Nobles self publishing sites. Later on I discovered Smashwords. I did all the formatting myself and click published on March 15, 2011.
The Unsacred Gift
Have you ever had a dream that came to life? How about losing the one you love and not being able to save them? What about a gift that you were cursed with? Well image having all three like Sicily "Sissy" Monroe.
"Some might say what I have is a gift. I say, I want to return it." Sissy declares.
Sicily "Sissy" Monroe has all the qualities of a perfect young lady. She is almost where she wants to be in life. But lying deep in the pupil of her eyes hold something that she cannot get rid of which interferes with her plans. She fights everyday with no one but herself. After having her first vision at age six of her sister's (Misty) disappearance and the dreams of failing to save her, Sissy wants no part in another person's fate. For years Sissy tried hard to avoid contact with people because she feared foreseeing their death. In keeping with this, she tries to stay away from her family. Little did Sissy know she could not run from her past, or her gift. She hopes someone will put her out of her misery, but she will soon discover that her visions and dreams were just a mere image of herself.
About the Author:
C. S. Dorsey currently lives in Northern California. She graduated from the University of Phoenix with an Associate’s Degree in Financial Services, and is currently working for a financial institution. She never thought about writing until one day this girl started talking to her in her head and never stop.
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