Hello Reader! This is the first chapter of my book “Anastasia and The Ghostly Owl (The Sequel)”. I am making it free to everyone, but the next 19 chapters will be for paid subscribers only. This short chapter will give you an idea of my writing style. It gets the sequel going. There is a mix of long and short chapters with artwork that I drew myself. Please consider a subscription, and you’ll get more chapters from the book, poems, and other articles. Thank you very much!
Anastasia has finally achieved her pinnacle of success. She has perched herself on top of her mountain with thoughts of admiration as she views herself in her tri-fold oak mirror. She thinks about whether or not she can exit through the doorway because she imagines her head is like a huge hot-air balloon. Anastasia is happy, she is pleased with her beauty and intellect. She knows, without a doubt, that she is now whole physically, emotionally, and spiritually. She now desires a lifelong mate to further enhance her happiness.
Anastasia knows what she wants, and like the Great Gray Owl with all her wit, humour, and sensuality, she attracts her mate and builds their colourful nest: her white eternal picket fence surrounded by climbing blue Morning Glories, tall pink Fox Gloves, Hollyhocks, magnificent red Opium Poppies, Snapdragons, and yellow Marigolds, to name a few. Her creativity of nest building attracts the beautiful hummingbirds and the colourful butterflies while dispersing the aphids at the same time. Anastasia felt her life was once cyclical like a toad, but in disguise; her warts growing internally bursting on occasion as life’s trials and trivializations fell upon her. She dreads the notion that she will exhibit the same, strong recurring pattern of abuse that she knew too well. Once again, Anastasia knows what she desires. She relies heavily on this awareness to free herself and ensure that she does not become entrapped in the cyclic pattern of repulsiveness that inundated her life for too long. With no appropriate role models to guide her, Anastasia recognizes the simplistic patterns of one of the lowest forms of life such as the toad evolving from an egg into a tadpole, and then a toad only to start life’s cycle over again.
Anastasia succeeds in breaking the cyclical helix of the sordid life she lived by finally kissing the frog and turning him into a prince. The prince she had been waiting for all of her life.