It’s Meet the Author Monday! Each week we meet a new author and get to know a little about them, their writing process, publishing experience, and tips for other writers. Today we’re talking to JP Corwyn, author of The Dawn of Unions.
About JP Corwyn:
What do you see when you close your eyes? Does your mind conjure more than just images? For JP Corwyn, that sense of the click-click-clicking of the world goes far beyond just the visual. Legally blind from birth; Corwyn has made a career out of connecting the words and worlds in his head with the hearts and minds of those around him.
A born performer, he sang before he spoke, and declared his intention to pursue music at the ripe old age of five. He began writing stories and songs in high school. By the time he’d graduated, he was ready to hit the studio, and started touring. JP Corwyn has graced stages from Florida to New York, west to Mississippi, and abroad, overseas.
But Corwyn’s harbored a dark, secret obsession throughout his musical career. He’s spent years building fantasy worlds – entire universes for later use in his other driving force – writing fiction.
“For me it’s more like archeology than creation,” Corwyn says. After spending 20+ years unearthing the cultures, languages, histories – all the things that bring a world and its people to life – it was time to embark on his epic fantasy series The Cycle of Bones. Corwyn’s released the first book in the series – a novella entitled The Dawn of Unions. The second book – a novel entitled The Drums of Unrest, and a series soundtrack are slated for release in 2020.
When he’s not writing prose, you can usually find Corwyn on stage, or in the studio. He’s always working on something new, but you might catch him at a coffee shop, a game store, or even a medieval fair.
About The Dawn of Unions:
Every avalanche begins with a single small stone.
At sunset on their first day in Westsong; the local Forester witnesses a crow fall. It drops like a stone, and for no apparent reason. He and his boy move to investigate. They are the first to go missing.
Before long, both highborn and lowly begin to meet the same fate.
Nerves begin to fray. Courage and faith begin to unravel, and the truth starts to unfold. An ancient horror moves to isolate Westsong and raze it to the ground.
Against all advice, stand or fall; the Countess decides that she, her personal armsmen, and the remaining fighting men of her escort will stay to help defend the little lives of the ordinary folk that call Westsong home.
Then again; there are no such things as little lives, are there? Nobody is ever really as simple as they seem. Nobody is just “the farmer,” or “the forester,” are they?
Smiths, Grooms, Soldiers and Squires must survive desertion, despair, and death if they are to save themselves, let alone anyone else.
In Thorion County, there’s only ever really one constant.
“When the Falx finally comes for you; no one can help you. The best you can hope for is to make your life, make your death mean something.”