Coming 10/24/14 to ibooks and Barnes & Noble books online!
Copywright 2014 by Shawnna Burt
A solemn hush had led me astray
As a furious sea swept into June
And When the rains came down they drizzled their tempest and violence upon the moon
And dropped to the earth to the place where I lay
On the night of the eternal womb
But the sweet flush of sunrise
Has near passed the gallows of sadness
And precludes an unforeseen surprise:
A haunted midnight bloom
So you see, among and within the ravings of madness
a life within the tomb
by Shawnna Burt
Valleys and mountains and roads
If I had it my way
I’d never grow old
Would like to go swimming
But These rivers have grown so cold
I Swallow the sorrow that cools between the years
My word’s an angry birth
Your hand’s upon my earth
Another’s upon the burning
of my tears
Angels, dusky clouds of June
The many faces of the moon
Pools and tides and lakes and springs
The blessed burdens and gardens a childhood brings
Without these roots we’d have no wings
Its only after a lifetime can we begin to sing
By Shawnna Burt
Pretty soon I’ll be doing a press release, and a youtube video which will include where you can get a preorder so you can be the first get the book and you’ll also get it on sale. My book will will be in a format compatible will most computer and mobile devices.
“The Death of Me” is a memoir on childhood trauma involving bullying, eating disorders, bipolar disorder, LGBT issues, and alcoholism. It also chronicles the three years from age fifteen to eighteen I spent in psychiatric hospitals for my eating disorder. This book targets a mature audience only. Definitely has some erotic scenes involving men and women (not at the same time) and some violent revenge fantasies, though nothing acted on. The violence was turned inward on myself. I know its an intense book for sure and not for everyone.
It’s being released on ibooks October 24, 2014. It would be great to have it reviewed by then but its ok if its after that as I know its so short notice. Its a short book, 100 pages. I can send it PDF format or as a word document.
You can learn more about on my blog I have here or on my author website: shawnnaburtthedeathofmeinfoupdates.com.
“At some point, I wasn’t exactly sure when—in my preteens I think—my relationship with food changed, my illness flourishing like hydrangeas in late summer, becoming fetid, before they start to wither and die.”
-Shawnna R. Burt, author of “The Death of Me”
“I had to break free from my painful history in order to survive. I had to let it all go. Some people think too much, fight too much, and talk too much (or not at all). I was bullied all through school. I chose to go inward, to self-destruct. I chose an dark and elegant waltz with my own demise, a grand and epic symphony of masterful self loathing. I chose an eating disorder.”
– Shawnna R. Burt, author
Last night I heard music like nothing I’ve ever heard coming from my fan. I thought it actually was music coming from outside or from in the house so I turned off the fan. The music stopped. Turned the fan back on. It kind of sounded like metallica. Or from that genre. I’ve had things like this happen from time to time. I’ve also heard music coming off the highway.