I Have a Blog Now. #AuthorLife

Hi guys,

Welcome to my website and blog! I’m K. M. Langdon - an aspiring author launching my first book, ‘Unsealed,’ very soon. It’s been in the works for years, and will be the first piece that I have let more than just my professors or parents read. After all this time and effort, I cannot be more excited (and, albeit, very nervous) to share it with you.

For the most part, this blog will be a place where I chat about my experiences as a new self-publishing author, share my musings on various things I find interesting or feel strongly about, publish drafts of new writing I'm working on, and update you on the progress of ‘Unsealed' and future publications. My furry friends - especially my dog Sully - may also make the occasional appearance in some form or other. However, in honour of the launch coming up soon, I’ve decided to start this blog off by sharing an excerpt from the prologue of ‘Unsealed' to introduce you to the two main characters. Check it out below.

I hope you enjoy! Keep an eye out on my Facebook and Instagram pages because order info is coming very soon.

Prologue, Unsealed

When our relationship ended, everyone asked, “Did you see it coming?” Though it was masked with concern, the tone was always accusatory and bewildered. I could see the thought process in their eyes. “There must have been warning signs… You can’t have been totally surprised… You could have avoided this.”

I’ve thought long and hard about this possibility. I’ve relived every good day and bad, every passionate kiss and every screaming fight. I’ve analyzed every romantic gesture and every cutting word. I don’t think I could have avoided this. I don’t think I would have. Maybe, on some level, I did know. Maybe I knew we would end in an explosion of emotions, truths, and long-buried memories. But where they’re wrong is that I would never have guessed why. I would never have believed why. But, even if I had guessed, I know I wouldn’t have left. I wouldn’t have avoided it. He confronted this head on, and I don’t think there’s a person out there who could convince me that it would have been best to let him do it alone.

~ Kara

The sideways stares, the calls of protest as parents pulled their children tight to them, the anonymous bibles left on my doorstep – I saw them. I got the message loud and clear. I just wish that they’d seen that I was just being me; the guy who signed away his life to protect their country. But they never did. The worst were the young hicks who came into the bar from the small towns surrounding Nashville. They thought the muscles they’d gained hauling hay and building fences could teach me a lesson about what’s “proper” in this country, my country. I’ve had to teach a few of them a good lesson instead – that my muscles are still bigger than theirs. And that I have a lot more anger bottled up in me than they do.

The confrontations don’t hurt my feelings like they used to. What hurts the most now is when people, most often my friends and family, say, “This isn’t you, man. Why don’t you just go back to being your old self?”

“This is me now,” I tell them. I don’t know why they can’t see it. I’m still me. I still love to drink and watch football with a big, fat dip in my lip. I might change again, might look a little different in another little while. I’m just trying to figure it all out. But, right now, for forever, I’m still me. Why doesn’t anyone see that?

~ Liam

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