In Tasting Never, I told you about my sordid past, all my dark skeletons in my closet. I felt compelled to, as if Ty forced me to face my demons himself - he shook sense into me and I was able to open up. Then I started the healing process when reading Finding Never. I learned to love the sick'ning ;-) C.M. Stunich and felt as though we've been friends our entire lives. This series makes you feel like you can see deep into her soul and know that she's faced a lot and has come out of it shining her healing light on the world.
And now, finally, after what seemed like far too long, Ty allows us to return the favor. He gets to pour his bleeding soul out to us while we listen, allowing all of that toxic waste to seep from his body and set him free. Of course, while I was prepared for exactly what his story tells us, I was still shocked and felt sick. I cried for him and wanted nothing but to hug him and run my fingers through his hair. I wanted to tell him that everything is going to be ok and that he would survive and come out of it with a happily ever after. I wanted to slap a bitch! I wanted to grab her by the hair and slam her face into pavement. I wanted to grab her by the throat and suck any happiness that she may have had in her and leave her to suffer for the years that he suffered.
Wooo, sorry about that. Since I have had kids, certain things really make the mama bear surface.
It was so refreshing reading this series. I loved that they were just broken pieces of a puzzle that would only fit together, but with no others. I loved that they were far from perfect, but perfect in spite of that. They show you that regardless of how deep you fall, you can still climb back up out of that hole. I have to stop writing now, otherwise I'll start crying again and my nose is a little raw from blowing it so damn much!
Actually, I have one more thing to say to my biggest girl crush - Thank you. Thank you for writing this series. Thank you for being brave enough to shove ugliness into peoples faces and make it beautiful. Thank you for reminding me to never lose hope, no matter how hard things get. I heart the fuck out of you ♥
About the Author
C.M. Stunich was raised under a cover of fog in the area known simply as Eureka, CA. A mysterious place, this strange, arboreal land nursed Caitlin's (yes, that's her name!) desire to write strange fiction novels about wicked monsters, magical trains, and Nemean Lions (Google it!). She currently enjoys drag queens, having too many cats, and tribal bellydance.
Always a fan of the indie scene and 'sticking it to the man,' Ms. Stunich decided to take the road less traveled and forgo the traditional publishing route. You can be assured though that she received several rejections as to ensure her proper place in the world of writers before taking up a friend's offer to start a publishing company. Sarian Royal was born, and Ms. Stunich's books slowly transformed from mere baking chocolate to full blown tortes with hand sculpted fondant flowers.
C.M. is a writer obsessed with delivering the very best and scours her mind on a regular basis to select the most unusual stories for the outside world.
Ms. Stunich can be reached via e-mail or by post and loves to hear from her readers. Ms. Stunich also wrote this biography and has no idea why she decided to refer to herself in the third person.
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