E.M. Abel's Blog

It’s never easy to say goodbye to someone or something you love. “Goodbye” marks a loss and a change that you may not feel ready for. Growing up in a military family and helping raise one now, I know the word all too well. I’ve said goodbye to friends and houses, schools and jobs, possibilities and family. It’s never easy but it’s also given me a strength and perspective I’m grateful for. Every goodbye opens an opportunity for something new to enter your life. Every goodbye offers an opportunity...

One thing that makes us humans different from the other species on Earth, is our ability to respond rather than react. We have the ability to think about, contemplate and control our responses.

Now, we all know, that doesn’t mean we always do. We often react instantly without giving it any thought at all. That’s the animalistic instinct in us, the basic and natural reaction, but the beauty of being human is we can question and change our behavior. Instead of raging at the guy who just cut yo...

Girls!

Right? … Right?

If we run the world why do we keep paying companies and plastic surgeons to fix us? Why do we happily and blindly skip into their traps? You’re too fat, put this suffocating piece of elastic around your waist to hide it, starve and deprive yourself until you prove you’re worthy of love, or, better yet, pay a doctor to stab you repeatedly and remove it! You’re too old, use this hair dye to hide your grays and this cream to get rid of your wrinkles. You had kids and...

A work in progress by E.M. Abel

Dedicated to all the hurt little girls and the women brave enough to heal them. 

“All great and precious things are lonely.”

John Steinbeck

Chapter One

Yokohama, Japan

The reek of cigarette smoke clung to my mother’s black hair. With a shaking hand, she gestured for me to follow her into the back of that car. Like the scales of a deadly snake, its black paint gleamed under the streetlights. My instincts screamed for me to run but my heart ...

The world of self-publishing was too much for me. It was fun at times but it also slowly killed my love for writing. The pressure, expectations, competition and self-marketing were suffocating, but, man, what a ride! About 5 years and 5 novels into it I found my creativity totally blocked and felt just as lost and untethered as I was before I’d started. Now, here I am years later, crawling my way back and hoping writing still has a place in her heart for me. I need her. I love her and I’ve come ...

It’s been over 2 years since I published a novel. To some that’s a totally normal and reasonable amount of time but in the world I work in (self-published romance) it’s a lifetime. Maybe two.

In those two years, I’ve been sad, frustrated, determined, disappointed, pissed off, sad again and finally I just felt lost. Who am I if I’m not a writer? I thought I’d finally found my calling, my purpose, my happiness and passion and then POOF!, just like that, it went away. Was it something I did? Di...

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Sky and Dillon became best friends bonded through struggle, heartbreak, and a promise to get away from it all.

Together they move to New York to pursue their passions. Dillon is a singer/songwriter looking for his big break while Sky wants nothing more than to become a top fashion designer.

Years later, they’re still chasing their dreams. Their friendship has endured jealousy, insecurity, disappointments, and even open relationships...