Jennifer Sage has been writing as long as she was able to hold a pencil, winning awards for her talents as young as 2nd grade where she was nominated for the young author award in the state of Florida. Her erotic poetry is has been published and shared worldwide and her books are internationally acclaimed.
1.What got you into writing? I’ve always written, even as a child I won young author awards and my poetry has always been a way for me to release the day to day.
2.What is a usual writing day like for you? Ha, a usual writing day? Is there such a thing? If only I actually had that kind of time….I could release four books a year, minimum. But I do like to try and have at least 30 minutes a day to write.
3.Do you get writers block? If so, how do you overcome it? I do sometimes. But mine tends to lean more on the daily responsibilities, not so much that I can’t write the story that I know is there. At which point, you have to make time to do what you love…somehow.
4.Are you a plotter/planner when it comes to writing a story? Never. Things happen in my books that even throw me sometimes. I’ll write a scene and go “Holy shit, what the hell just happened?” True story. I couldn’t plan my books anymore than I can plan a shooting star (which I wish on, every time I see one.)
5.What was the publishing process like for you,& any advise to aspiring authors? The publishing world is hell. The indie market is hard, but you have freedoms you don’t when tied to a “traditional publisher.” That said, there are some great indie publishers that are doing some wonderful things lately.
6.What has been your highlight since becoming a published author? There’s a highlight every time I’m done with a book. If the world knew how busy I really am, I think I would get a medal for accomplishing a chapter, let alone three novels. And definitely, oh so definitely, when I hear someone falling in love with the worlds or characters I write. It gives me chills to know that they connect so deeply with others. That just fucking rocks. 🙂
7.Can you share a little of your most recent book with us? And any other books of yours, if you wish. Ah, Dante is a secret right now, but his prologue isn’t. I posted that months ago. I can do so again. 🙂
Journal Entry ~ 9th of July 2013
You do not know me. You do not know the blood that is on my hands or the sins I’ve committed. I will keep those things from you as long as I can because I don’t wish to stain your beautiful soul with mine. But you will know soon enough that I am a warrior and was once a mercenary that killed for whomever paid me to. I was very good at that. Killing for money. And though I am now fighting for the right side, for the right reasons, it does not wash away the blood on my hands and my soul. Even now, centuries later, it is not always easy to fight the demons that exist within me, that shame me for the wrongs I’ve done as a human.
I didn’t think I could feel anymore. Not really, really feel. I have felt numb to the world for so long before today. I have seen so much tragedy. So much inhumanity but not at the hands of Demons. At the hands of humans. We fight for you, but you do not fight for yourselves. You continue to practice violence against one another and when you allow that darkness to consume you it is so easy for the Demons to take hold. Be the light because I will not save you after you have done too great a harm in this world. And I can see your darkest secrets, believe this, just by looking in your eyes.
So I will not save you if you if you have done such wrongs that they cannot be forgiven. Lucio may, but I will not. I will let the Shadows take your soul, and then I will kill you both. It is not inhumane to let the ones that cause suffering to go. I have had to do this too many times to think twice about it. I spent so many years trying to save those that didn’t deserve to be saved and losing the ones that did. I have given you warnings of the Demons everywhere. It is in the art I create. Open your eyes and see them for what they are. I have drawn them and put them in galleries and random places all over the world. I have shown you the Demons, and the acts of violence that bring them to you. But you just smile or gasp or applaud.
You want to buy them for your private walls but they are not for sale for a reason. More humans must know what is out there, so they will go to the light. I used to be able to shrug off your ignorance, but then it brought such a great sadness that truly you don’t see what I’ve placed before you. I cannot tell you outright, but there is nothing written in our laws that says I can’t paint the story. It caused me too much sorrow to know that you can’t see what is plainly before you. That so easily you are taken, because so many have lost the path of the light. This does not haunt me anymore, but sometimes remembering the good souls that have been lost, the ones I couldn’t save does haunt my dreams. Yes I sleep, and yes I dream. Immortals even eat. We are not the vampires of your hollywood. Though vampires do exist, they are of the Shadow, and not at all the beautiful creatures you have made them. Humans have gotten it all wrong again. No one would want to be a vampire if they knew what they really are. But again, I have shown you in what you consider is just random gothic art. You murmur quietly at how grotesque some of them are and do not even know you are looking at the world that exists around you. I try to show you, but you do not see.
For centuries, I have only fought and killed the Demon’s that roam and I have nearly forgotten what I am fighting for. Sometimes I must go to the White, where all is pure, to remind myself what true humanity feels like. In the White there is love in such great abundance and I need to feel that in my ancient soul so that I do not forget completely my mission. But it has been too long since I have been there and my humanity was lost until today. Immortality is not beautiful. Not on Earth. Though it could be. Earth is not the White, and cannot be perfect. But it could be so much better if you would try harder to not hurt each other. Centuries pass but intentions remain the same. I just couldn’t watch it anymore and feel what it made me feel. So I shut it off. I stopped caring. It is not my purpose to care, I am here only to destroy the threats of your race.
I sit on my rooftop sometimes at night and I could go completely mad remembering all that I have seen and done. In fact I have a few times. Without Lucio I don’t know how I would have kept my sanity in tact at least for the most part all of these years. He is affected by it too, but loves human’s too much to give up on you. The streets of Rome are alive with comedy and tragedy as I watch. I am not a comic book super hero and do not feel the need to stop everything that is wrong in the world. That is not my job. I cannot stop every child molester, every rapist, every murderer. But if you are these things, I will not stop the Demons from eating your soul either. My job is to kill Demons, protect the human race as much as I can, and hopefully teach you through my art how to save yourself. Of course if I am close enough to an act of violence I will stop it, I’m not some heartless creature even if I’ve turned my emotions off. But the Guardians are few, and we cannot protect all of the humans from each other. The world is just too big and the crimes are too many to keep up with. It’s a travesty really, when so much could be different.
I am alone usually unless I’m fighting with my brothers and the night can completely consume me if I am not killing something. Perhaps my contribution to the lives that I’ve saved on earth shall someday wipe the slate clean for the wrongs I’ve done as a human. Maybe it already has but my own guilt will not release me. You are so limited with your memories but as an immortal, I am not. I remember every minuscule and mundane detail of every moment of every day I’ve lived. I have had time to grieve the deaths of my loved ones for a thousand years, and watch all my new loved ones die, even an immortal brother. I have re-lived every moment where I took a life that I should not have and that is a weight that I must bear forever. Once you have gone to the light, the shame of what you did in the dark is maddening. I don’t make new friends now, because I am too old to care anymore for someone that will be dead in the blink of my eye.
Andrea Bocelli calms me but there is this new electronic music that gets me in the mood to paint. And heavier, much heavier music gets me ready to kill. Though, let’s be honest, I don’t really need music to get ready to kill. That comes too naturally for me after this great expanse of time. Even as a human, it was as natural as breathing. I didn’t need stimulation to be artistic before either, but a thousand years of repetition can make it a little harder to be inspired. Too much blood on my hands, too many memories and loss. It can eat at the heart of even the greatest of beings. I am not a great being. I know nothing even after a thousand years of what I’m really doing here. I only know death.
I have hard earned knowledge to pass onto the younger Guardians as they arrive. A warrior’s knowledge though, not how to maintain hope after a thousand years. I am not that wise.
We are immortal, but we can be killed and the younger Guardians need to learn to be more careful. They are too newly changed to have lost hope, as I have for so long. But they will someday. We all do for a time. Even Lucio went through something similar, but not quite. He is a Demigod and as such, was never human. But he is more humane than almost all of the humans I have ever known combined. If it were not for he and the Goddess’s hope and their love for your race, you would be lost forever to the Shadows. They would consume your world and your souls like a plague. I don’t care about human beings the way Lucio does. I just kill and occasionally take pleasure at Dark Heart. Aptly named since some of the immortals that walk that club are no better than the Shadows. And that was fine….until today.
But today….today altered me in the way all Guardians wait for. I have watched as Guardians younger than me have gone through this and I always wondered if I was being punished. If the Goddess saw fit to make me suffer for the wrongs I had done in my human years. Today, there was a quickening of my heart which has been all but non existent these last few centuries, and feelings, also non existent, surged through me when I saw you. I felt your delicious soul as it licked mine unknowingly, weaving in and out like a gentle breeze. No, not a breeze, a raging storm full of cracking thunder and lightning that brought the fire to my steel, cold eyes again. That is what your soul felt like. I felt your apprehension and your own quickening heart. I felt the connection that made you weak enough to faint and made me roar inside with need. The entire world has opened up and once you let one feeling in, you must feel all things again. I am flooded with your love and beauty and there is not a Guardian that exists that can shut this off when they feel it. It has taken so long for you to come, but you are worth every second of the thousand years of waiting. You will be the one that brings love back into my soul. My purpose for fighting and for coming home.
Because you are not the Darkness. You are the Light.
And because you are Mine.
8.Apart from writing, what do you do in your spare time? Ha, um…spare time? What the heck is that? I’ve heard of this elusive thing….but I do not have any of it. When I vacation however I do allow myself to go all out. I love red wine and reading…obviously writing….music…Anything that allows your soul to dance really.
9.If you could trade places with any other person for a week, famous or not famous, living or dead, real or fictional, who would it be & why? I would want to be the Amele for a day. She’s one of my characters from Immortal Dreams and Immortal Bound and she is just so snarky and strong. She rocks.
10.Do you have anything that you want to say to your readers? Just that I love you, and thank you so much for all your support.
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