Broken Jar Of Memories
So I realized that I haven't written anything here in way too long, so it's time we change that. And what better topic than the next book that's coming your way. Want to know more? Then keep reading.
The next book I'll be releasing hopefully in late summer is actually one that I started because I found the perfect cover. Doesn't make sense, does it? Usually, you got the story and once you have that finished, you're looking for the most beautiful and fitting cover you can find. Well, I've learned that you can also do it the other way around. Pre-made covers is all I'm saying. They are the death of me.
Anyway, so I had this brilliant cover, done by the even more brilliant Judi Perkins who is also the genius behind the new "Dalysian Hope" cover. I was instantly inspired with a story to go with it. And that's how "Broken Jar of Memories" started. I'm about halfway done with it currently and can't wait to share it with you. Eventually.
But because I love you guys, I'm sharing a piece of the cover with you today already:
Beautiful, isn't it?
"Broken Jar Of Memories" is about sisters June and Sky that have to go through a traumatic experience and try to pick up the pieces afterwards with the help of a memory jar. Remember those? The glass jars where you put a note in when something exciting, scary, funny or sad happens in your life? Well, that glass jar plays a vital part in my upcoming book.
And if you made it this far, you deserve a little treat. So here it is. Have fun and thank you for stopping by <3
Have a wonderful weekend everyone,
Excerpt "Broken Jar Of Memories" -
copyright by Jamie Summer and all subject to change in final stages
“What happened?” I wanted to know, not giving Officer Matthews a chance to speak first. He glanced up at me, and even though I tried to read the expression on his face, I couldn’t. As an officer, one of the first things he had most likely learned was to hide all emotions from his face.
“What is it?” I yelled, unable to hide my impatience at this point. Why wasn’t he answering.
“Calm down,” Officer Matthews soothingly told me and I felt like screaming in response. Was he for real?
“Sorry, that was unnecessary.”
“Yes, it was,” I replied, glaring at the guy standing opposite me.
“Will you please tell me what is going on?” I asked, calmer again. A smile slowly formed on his face and I had a hard time understanding the gesture when his next words made my world start spinning.
“They found your sister.”