Well, folks, the time has come. For years I have teased about music I've been working on. If you've been following closely, you know that I have something a little different in store for you: namely music from my books. That's right. Music. As in a soundtrack. A score. Like a movie. Being an author who is also a musician (or maybe a musician who writes novels, I can't decide), it was probably inevitable that I would write these scenes and characters and moments with a bed of music in mind. And yes, that's what I did. So I decided
If you've followed me for any amount of time, you know that music plays an important role in my writing process. Even when my fingers aren't on the keyboard, I'm listening to songs that remind me of moments in my books, characters, story arcs, and even emotions I experience writing certain scenes. Listening to these songs helped me to develop the story in my mind long before it ever hits the page. The Song in the Shadows was no exception to this process. So many of the songs on this playlist have become some of my all-time favorite songs,
One thing I get asked a lot is, "Where did you get the idea for your books?" I think somewhere back in the annals of history (read: one of the past acknowledgments) I mentioned that these books started in my brain when I was a kid. That is absolutely true. I remember lying in the clover patch in my backyard next to my dog, looking up at the sky and imagining a fantastical world beyond ours. I wondered if I could ever visit it; I wondered if it would have the same redemption story as ours. Over the years, that
If you've sniffed around my website, you may have noticed a quiet little change this summer. Or maybe you've shopped on Amazon and wondered where book 6 went. It's still for sale, never fear. But I've made a change to the series to make it more clear what's going on. When I released book 6 last year, a lot of you were confused why it wasn't Ferryl and Adelaide's story. While I thought I had explained that the book would be a new storyline in the same world, it was obvious fairly quickly to me that I hadn't made that
Guys, so many of you have been asking and asking and asking and the day has finally come... You can now preorder the ENTIRE Volume One of The Chalam Færytales on Amazon! That's right -- all five books in Volume One: The Promised One; The Purloined Prophecy; The Parallax; The Perdurables; and The War and the Petrichor. Preorder Volume I Box Set Not partial books. Not previews. Not novellas. The. Entire. Book. All five of them. Tell your friends. Buy one for your mother-in-law. Give one to your boss. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. The Box Set will
As many of you know, I always make a playlist for the book I'm writing. It's a way of inspiring me to write certain scenes, to get me in the mode, and to connect more deeply with each character and their respective journeys. As a musician, I suppose it was inevitable that music would play an integral role in my writing. So today, I wanted to share with you the playlist I listened to ad nauseam during the writing of The Stag at Hand. Each song has particular meaning for moments in the book, or characters themselves. But I
Not just the stuff of fiction. Many of you know that my latest book, The Stag at Hand, is a story of a woman trapped in sexual slavery. “I think that you like to hide your fear as long as possible. That you like to square your shoulders and lift your chin and pretend that you are strong. That you are someone worth something.” ~From The Stag at Hand by Morgan G Farris But the truth is, slavery is not just the stuff of fiction or a thing of the past. It is estimated that tens of millions of people
Friends, I am so excited to share with you the 6th book in my series, which is the start of Volume II of The Chalam Færytales: The Stag at Hand. Here is the blurb: Morgan G Farris’s acclaimed series continues with The Stag at Hand, the sixth book in The Chalam Færytales: the story of unlikely allies Miriam and Ezra as they seek to uncover the mystery of the White Stag in a Victorian fantasy world of magic, peril, and devastating romance. A thousand years after the Great War, the world is no closer to peace. The legend of the Promised One has
At long last, I am so excited to share with you the sixth book in my series, The Stag at Hand. We pick up the story about a thousand years after The War and the Petrichor ended. And I can't wait for you to meet all the new faces. So without further ado, I present: The Stag at Hand, Prologue One Thousand and One Years after the Great War Bound by the sea For all eternity Leviathan awaits her destiny. By fire and flame She sets the world ablaze For the coming of the new age. “Get your nose out
I didn't want to do this. Truly. I had every intention of releasing Book VI this October. Well, as you can see, it's December and you still don't have the book in your hands. There are several reasons for the delay, but the primary reason has to do with losing my Facebook account entirely (read this post for the details of that saga), which basically sent my entire marketing strategy into a tailspin. Couple that with the holiday season and... voila! The book is delayed. BUT... The new release date has been announced and I am happy to report that
I think some of you are going to be a bit taken aback by this next book. There are reasons for that, namely that the content is a lot darker, the subject matter is a lot heavier, and the imagery is a bit bleaker. No, I'm not going through an existential crisis that I projected onto these pages. The truth is, I pushed myself to write something more honest than I've ever written. I took off some of the dampers I had self-inflicted and allowed myself to explore some of the darkest themes I have personally faced. Abuse. Neglect. Fear.
Well kids, I've been teasing it for months, but the time has come! The Promised One is NOW AVAILABLE IN HARDCOVER! You can pick it up anywhere books are sold, but here are a few popular retail sites: Amazon Barnes and Noble The Bookshop I know what you're asking: what about the rest of the series? Keep your shirt on. The rest will follow suit soon! It takes a LOT of work to prep these titles, and since The Promised One is the first to be released in Hardcover, I used it as a template for the rest.
I listen to music when I write. It helps set the mood for certain scenes, helps me to get my mind and soul into the moments I'm creating. It's my own version of method acting, I suppose. I have a playlist for each book from the series* which you can find on Apple Music. Some of the songs that particularly inspired these books are below. If you don't know of them, you need to. They are epic and breathtaking and a story unto themselves. Inspiration There are many songs that inspired me while writing these books, but these are a
I've been waiting a long time to share this with you. There are lots of reasons for that. A global pandemic. A bunch of HUGE changes in my personal life (I quit my full-time job in marketing, we bought a house, I homeschooled my kids last year...), etcetera, etcetera. But the truth is, the main reason I've been waiting is because this book has had to be massaged and ironed out, combed through and perfected for a long time. And there's a reason for that. But more on that later. Without making you wait any longer, I'm so excited to
I've been writing this series for more than five years now. And this book is the culmination of Ferryl and Adelaide's story. While it's not the end of the series, it is the end of this particular storyline. And it feels surreal to be releasing it into the world. Thank you all so much for joining me on this journey. I hope you love this book as much as I do. The War and the Petrichor The Chalam Færytales Book V Get it Here
Dear Mom, if you're reading this, I'm sorry. Sex has never been a comfortable topic for me. Partly because of my upbringing, and partly because of my faith, sex has been, for the majority of my life, somewhat of a taboo. Even after marriage, there were aspects of my sexuality that I could not bring myself to terms with (because God forbid a woman should not only enjoy it but... you know... want it). But here I am, writing this, knowing that people I know will read it. Knowing my MOM will read it (good lord in heaven). Maybe even
Dear Christian, I'm sorry my books offended you. I almost didn't release these books. That's right. When I started writing The Promised One, it was for fun. A labor of love. But I had no intention of releasing it. No, not because I didn't think it was good enough, or because I was suffering from imposter syndrome. I almost didn't release this book because I knew I was going to take the series in a direction that most of my Christian community would not understand. You see, if you've read my books, you know two things: they're blatantly spiritual, and
Notice: Contains adult language and thematic violence. Reader discretion advised. Chapter I The attacks always happened in the open air—the wind in her face, the skies clear and cool, and she a target, a beacon. A fool. She banked left hard, dodging a branch as she made for the cover under the canopy. She flew as hard as her wings could carry her, not daring to risk the time it might cost her just to look over her shoulder, to see how close they were. The forest stretched before her—a maze of shadow and moonlight, flora and rot. She could
It's here, my friends! The official trailer for The Perdurables, The Chalam Færytales Book IV is out! I'm so excited to share this one with you. It's a book I never planned to write, but a story that wouldn't quit hounding me until I gave it its day in the sun. So without further ado, I present to you the latest trailer, my friends. Enjoy!
I thought I'd try something new. A way to share with you my WIPs without giving away spoilers or plot points. So I'm calling this "Non Sequiturs." A place in which I share with you random bits from current projects for you to get a sample of raw, unedited manuscripts, whilst simultaneously peering behind the curtain of what it's like to write a novel. So today, I bring you this Non Sequitur, lovingly entitled: You Would Have Made A Fine Grand Duke. Let me know your thoughts in the comments! “It’s a pity you were not born male,” Ezra said.
Chapter V "Where is she?” the king asked Michael. After sharing the news with his friends and taking a few moments to let them reel, he had asked Michael to call a council meeting so he could meet with the people who helped run this kingdom. To tell them that damning truth, too. “She said she would be here,” Michael responded, standing shoulder to shoulder with Ferryl. The king’s council room buzzed with advisors—lords and dukes from around the kingdom who had been granted lands, powers, and a place on the council in exchange for loyalty to the throne. In
Chapter IV The carriage bumped and jolted down the gravel drive, but Adelaide’s hand rested firmly in her husband’s. The dreary clouds hung low, a blanket of gray over the city of Benalle, casting silvery light through the window and onto Ferryl’s unruly locks. The castle loomed before them, great white stone halls flanked by towering turrets that looked as if they staked the castle to the edge of the cliffs. The black-and-white flag of Navah flew proudly at each corner of the castle, greeting Ferryl’s return. Hailing the return of the king. And the queen they did not know
Chapter III General Titus Melamed made his way down the busy streets of the little village near his home. Cobblestones and dirt combined to make a mess of the roads during the wet, cold winter that had settled in northern Midvar. He passed by the apothecary he had visited frequently in the last few weeks, procuring tonics for his wife’s aches and pains. All part of a normal pregnancy, she had promised. He prayed to the gods every day that it was true. But today was not for a trek to the apothecary. Today, he had a very different but
Chapter II The room was dark. Too dark for the middle of the day. Michael walked gingerly down the small hall that spilled into the sitting room before him. The windows that boasted views of the hazelnut forest beyond the castle were hidden behind thick velvet curtains, allowing not a single ray of sunlight to penetrate the space. Instead, ghostly orbs of candlelight hovered in the room like the souls of the dead. A candle on a table. A single candle by the chair. Hardly enough light to see the next step in front of him. But Michael walked on.
Chapter I The snow bit through his gloves, burning his trembling knuckles as they ground into the white expanse. His breath came in gusts, puffing clouds around his beloved’s face as she lay trembling beneath him. He kept his head low, below the fray, his body covering hers as best he could as arrow after arrow whizzed over them. The last one had been too close for comfort, the dribble of blood on her cheek already drying on her skin. “Through the trees!” “Don’t let them get away!” The Haravellian soldiers shouted their commands as the king and queen of