First post. Here goes
I know, I know, bad me! Instead of drawing it out and writing everything in painfully sequential order I hand you the conflict in the guise of an email. I promise it's all for the best!
Now I get to play with the next few chapters bringing you back to the past while simultaneously crafting the present. What can I say? I like to keep my readers guessing. There is so much to come with this little story I have created. I am as involved in this new world as I am my own! Crazy, I know but now that I've made it I refuse to let it die.
I know my updates are pretty few and far between. I've probably lost the attention of the few readers I had but for now I'm really just writing this for myself. It's a story that, in my mind, is begging to be told. For those of you who actually do read my crazy rantings and obscenely soap opera style chapters, thanks :)
Since I sort of skipped over the wedding descriptions in favor of a more dramatic approach here are some of the pictures that inspired me. *Spoilers Ahead*
Samara and Embry wed in the woods on a foggy, misty day. It's a simple wedding with the bridesmaids in green and gold knee length dresses and the men wearing simple suits. Samara wears a elegant, almost renaissance sort of dress with her hair pulled back.
In her hair she wears a wicker headband with little white flowers that looks like this:
