The Lost Daughter of Easa
After falling through a portal, a seventeen-year-old girl awakens lost in a forest with amnesia and must draw on her instincts and self-preservation to escape ravenous wild beasts, goblins, demons, and a dark witch who knows the secret of her past.
The Lost Daughter of Easa is the first book in the Elsie Lind series by J. L. Mulvihill.
- J. L. Mulvihill
- Mississippi, United States
- I am a native Californian living in Mississippi. I love writing and have written poetry, short stories and song lyrics from the time that I first learned to write. My most recent short stories are featured in the anthology, Memories and Dreams, published by The Fine Arts Center in Hot Springs, AR. I also love to cook and have developed many original recipes. Recently, I coupled one of my favorite recipes with a short story called, Jen's Spicy Crawfish Bisque which appears in It's All About Food with a Mississippi Twist. My first novel was accepted for publication and scheduled for release sometime before Labor Day 2011. I have written several articles for the Jackson Literature Examiner. I am also an event's coordinator for the Mississippi chapter of Imagicopter, an organization of authors and artists who promote their own publications, while lending a hand to other writers and artists. I belong to the Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI), Gulf Coast Writers Association (GCWA), The Mississippi Writers Guild (MWG), as well as The Arts Council of Clinton, The Clinton Ink-Slingers Writing Group and the JavaInk Jotters.
2013 Events - Where You Will Find J L Mulvihill and/or The Spider Witch
Sunday, August 14, 2011
from the deepest fathoms of your soul goes beyond mere mortal understanding.
For one so young to feel such bounding emotion would surely break ones heart.
never molded from the wild glistening softly in the mind until it spreads beyond.
Cradling the body into despair drilling a hole that’s bottomless and dark.
an endless flow of emotions even after years have past and lips remain silent.
A tender and fond thought brings a smile now but only, only to a troubled sea.
etched forever in the memories of the old a tantalizing fluid of dreams gone by.
what was, what never was, what could never have been, what never will be.
Still remains, pure love.