Secrets Are For Flowers #1 New Release Children Coming of Age Fantasy

Guys, it fucking happened. Number 1 new release for Children Coming of Age Fantasy
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Nine months after removing the Reaper in the Tree from his throne, Clarence, Wakoba, and Jessi have struggled to adjust back to their normal lives. Ever since he was marked by the Pit, Clarence has been tormented by nightmares. A strange pair of white eyes haunt his dreams and an icy grip still lingers where the Pit touched him.

With the return of color, the tensions between mortals and reapers increased. The need for the unpleasant guardians of Ganedyn has diminished. Now that the End was trapped in the in-between, the right to enter Ganedyn has become a blessing once more.

Secrets Are For Flowers is the second book in the Beds Are For Flowers series and continues the discussion of nature and preservation held in the first book. This second installment also dives deeper into the history and allegiances of the reapers and explores a morally ambiguous landscape.

Beds Are For Flowers Author Note

Beds Are For FlowersBeds Are For Flowers by R.K. Gold

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

So, yeah, I know it’s not always kosher to rate your own book but so far the Goodreads community hasn’t minded. For those unfamiliar with my ratings, I like to give a kind of letter from the author in the review section so people can gain a bit of personal insight into what my work means to me.

Beds Are For Flowers was originally going to be a middle-grade book. The main character was going to be nine and his father was going to turn into a tree in the end. I had this beautiful idea in my mind that becoming one with nature was the highest level of enlightenment a person could achieve and Clarence would be able to climb his father’s tree every day and feel connected to him.

I didn’t go in this direction. Since the book deals with reapers, monsters, and death I thought it might be better to make Clarence thirteen. I put a lot of thought into what makes life so beautiful, and I know even a book couldn’t come close to an answer, but when I think of beauty I obviously jump at low hanging fruit like color and sound. So, when the world lost its life in this story, color and sound were among the first casualties. I imagined a gray, twisted, shell of the world we all know, sort of inspired by Joni Mitchell’s Big Yellow Taxi “you paved paradise, put up a parking lot.”

Balance is one of the main themes in this book. Paradise and the mortal realm are two sides of the same coin and when one gets sick the other suffers. This is going to make me sound like such a hippy but I guess I wrote this as an ode to the innocence of nature. It doesn’t try to be beautiful, it just is, and we turn our backs on it too often for our own convenience, preferring a road to a forest.

I hope this insight makes some sense. I’m worried it sounds like a ramble.

Anyway, I hope you like the book and I’m always interested in more ARC readers.

Thanks for your interest.

-R.K. Gold

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