Amy M. Young

For the past few days I’ve been trying to review two books by an awesome author. Unfortunately, I’ve not been able to get beyond the “Happy Keyboard Flailing” point, or the dripping with OMG I LOVE THIS BOOK point. Yep, that’s where I am.

So, in the new year, expect some reviews of rock fiction (three books worth), some travel-logues from yours truly, and the usual, rock, writing and mayhem, with added mayhem!

Take care of yourselves and have a happy new year friends!

May 2013 be the rockin’ -est year yet for you!

Mirrored from Amy M. Young.

Mirrored from Amy M. Young.

So, with the old year ending and the new year coming up (three weeks peoples!), this blog will be undergoing a series of shakeups. First there will be new content posted come the new year – yes, I’m publishing my short fiction on the blog, and, come the summer, Chasing the Angels will out for you to hold in your hot little hands.

Chasing the Angels is the story of how Torrent – four boys with a dream of making it big – got together and their first break into the music business. Along with their first taste of fame, you’ll get to see behind the curtain at what makes them tick and what drives them – sometimes to extremes.
I am looking forward to this story being available to you – it’s only been in my head for years!

Mirrored from Amy M. Young.

I’m writing, ever so slowly, as I’m revising while I’m writing. But, as I write I like to have music playing. It helps me to motivate the scene and to keep things flowing.

Right now I’m listening to a mix of tunes, a lot of Jorn, Brother Firetribe and Leverage, and the following, which will likely never see the light as part of a story, has come to me.

As darkness fades away, the first rays of light crossing the floor, and sleep’s been out of question on this bumping, rumbling bus. It’s been over a month since I saw anyone I loved, but that’s what I’ve given up to be a warrior of show business. The days and city signs flash by me – the life of a rock star is slowly killing me by inches, and I can’t stop the cycle now that it’s started.

It’s another addiction, the cheering of the crowds. It’s like heroin – you can’t live without it, withdrawal is painful beyond words. Fame just happens to be the side effect of it – almost like a delusion that comes and goes depending on the way the wind blows.

Music is my motivation for writing. I’ve come up with countless “soundtracks” to what I write, maybe some day I will share them when I am done my novel’s revisions.

Mirrored from Amy M. Young.