{"id":3994,"date":"2017-11-23T05:43:54","date_gmt":"2017-11-23T05:43:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/?p=3994"},"modified":"2017-11-23T05:43:54","modified_gmt":"2017-11-23T05:43:54","slug":"reflections-post-hourglass-series","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/2017\/11\/reflections-post-hourglass-series\/","title":{"rendered":"Reflections Post Hourglass Series"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I wrote out my life and eulogy at 18 years old. The most irrational of which was to publish three books before the age of 30. I was young and foolish and needed to prove that I was an author. I spent winter nights in Melbourne working through the night typing on the keyboard till my fingers went numb from the cold as there was no heater in the room. I hated myself every single day for not writing fast enough. But being an author wasn\u2019t about writing books but communicating ideas. <\/span><\/p>\n

My ideas were lost in the process of hitting daily word count goals. In secret, I worked on short stories but I kept hidden from the world as I was afraid of myself. I was afraid my abilities and I sought to disintegrate my works by writing under different identities. I left all my short stories incomplete and unpublished. But there was one short story that lingered and haunted me. <\/span><\/p>\n

It was The Scarlet Throne, but even which, I refused to name it it\u2019s real name and called it \u201cThe Prince\u201d when I initially published the first three chapters on my blog. The Scarlet Throne trilogy is the real deal and the legacy I will leave behind on earth. I will be working on this project for the next six years. <\/span>I will be writing next trilogy (The Scarlet Throne) set in a science fiction dystopian post-nuclear holocaust universe with encoded with ideologies from French and Chinese philosophers from Feb 2018 to Feb 2024. The Hourglass Trilogy <\/a>is available on Amazon.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I wrote out my life and eulogy at 18 years old. The most irrational of which was to publish three books before the age of 30. I was young and foolish and needed to prove that I was an author. I spent winter nights in Melbourne working through the night typing on the keyboard till […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\n