Sunday, March 11, 2018

March 11, 2018

Discounted Offer for The Red Star Tattoo Conspiracy

To mark my birthday on April 3, I'll be offering a huge discount deal for the e-book version of The Red Star Tattoo Conspiracy, the complete edition. 

From its original price of $8.00, you can grab a copy for only $2.99! This promo offer will run from March 31 to April 7, 2018.

Check the following links to get details and information how to download the e-book version.


Here's the synopsis of The Red star Tattoo Conspiracy to give you an idea what this book is all about.

The Red Star Tattoo Conspiracy explores the treachery of a secret organization of the elites called “The Golden Templars Society”, and their dark schemes to secure glory, power and wealth. The group targets an interesting subject, Bea De Leal, a 25-year-old magazine editor who has an intriguing past. And  a red star tattoo that alarms the powerful Elders of the society.

Aware of the danger that surrounds her, and to elude the society’s deadly squad, the golden knights assassins, Bea moves from one place to another. Until she settles in Portland, Maine, and marries a descendant of an aristocrat, Edward Gladstone. Soon, Bea realizes that her marriage pushes her more to the center of the society’s treacherous game.

In the summer of 2010, her nightmare commences. She wakes up  to find herself confined in a mental asylum. Her memory deteriorates and cannot completely recall the circumstances of her confinement. To make things more confusing, she has another name, Madeleine Sternwood.

She believes someone from her circle conspires with the asylum authority to hide her there. She also convinces herself that something is not right with her medication. After her harrowing escape from the asylum, her memory gushes back. She travels back to Portland but while on the road with her friend, the society’s assassins traces her again.

Racing with the death squad, Bea realizes that the only person who can provide the protection she needed is Lady Burke, a wealthy widow of an English nobleman whose personality remains mysterious and intriguing. 

Lady Burke has connections to powerful figures and her home is safe for refuge. When she reaches Burke’s home, Bea meets a man she initially believes the grand master of the secretive society. Soon, suspicion rises on her mind.  The man might be out there to get her and Lady Burke might be the dangerous Priestess she dreaded, the one who leads the mission to capture her.

Bea realizes then that the greatest obstacle in her quest to unmask the real identity of her enemies is not her blurry memory but the mystery behind the red star tattoo in her shoulder. Something she needs to uncover to figure out why this shadowy club of the elites expresses interest to get her alive.

Bea manages to call her sister-in-law, Isabella Anderson, to fetch her at Burke’s home. After a commotion at the viscountess’s home, Isabella’s mother, Mary Gladstone, arrives instead, taking Bea out of Cape Elizabeth. There, an explosive secret is bound to be revealed. While on the road to Brunswick, Bea realizes that Mary is no longer the highly esteemed woman she used to know. She seems someone else.

As the misty early dawn of July is breaking off the skyline of Portland, Bea thrusts herself thoroughly into the nucleus of the Golden Templars Society’s betrayal. This suspicion proves right when the society’s assassins finally capture her. They travel to the secret lodge of the society, delivering her to the grand master, known only as Lord Stefano.

But while performing the grand ceremony to slaughter her, one of the participants makes a scene, distracting the ceremony. He takes Bea out of the cellar and escape. And together, elude the society’s agents.

While escaping, Bea expresses doubt over the man's motive to save her. He seems to be secretly working with another Elder of the Society. And appears to be just rescuing her to deliver her to another Elder. She makes up her mind to slip from the man.

Bea needs to find out who are her secret enemies to evade the deadly hunt of the society's dangerous assassins. Can she finally uncover the real identity of her enemies and the connection of her red star tattoo to the hunt?

Brace on for more thrill and explosive revelations as Bea De Leal-Gladstone continues to fight for her survival, resisting the chase of the powerful organization, and searching the whereabouts of her husband whom she believes is still alive and living somewhere.

Saturday, March 3, 2018

March 03, 2018

Promo Deal in Amazon for my Books!

As an act of gratitude to everyone who supported my books and those who appreciated my writing works, I'll be running a huge discount deal for every book under my name currently published in Amazon Kindle store!

This March 5, 2018 to March 12, 2018, my royal book, Tales of Royal Tragedies, will be cut off by 83% from its original price. You can avail this book for only $0.99 in Kindle! Check THIS LINK in Amazon bookstore to read the description of the book. 

The complete edition of The Red Star Tattoo Conspiracy will have its own promo party deal for seven days, from March 31, 2018, up to the week of my birthday in April 2018. I'll be updating this post by then so please keep posted. You can still buy copies of the paperback version in Amazon, just search the title, The Red Star Tattoo Conspiracy: The Complete Edition, in the Amazon search box and you're on go. Or you may directly GO HERE CLICK THIS LINK

Thanks to everyone who already bought copies! 

Saturday, February 24, 2018

February 24, 2018

How to Combat Writer's Block

A writer's block is a condition in which the mind stops working and could no longer formulate new ideas. As a result, the writer seems confused how to pick up momentum and proceed with the story. The flow of thoughts simply stops. No ideas whatsoever emerge from the mind as though the whole universe stops rotating.

All book authors experienced a writer's block at one point in their writing career. It's a normal part of the writing life. Because a human brain is very limited and if it's regularly utilized for creating stories, it gets tired.

So what would you do if you experience a writer's block?  Is there any cure for this?  The answer is there's some way how to combat it.  And there are steps how to get rid of the writer's block.

When I was still writing The Red Star Tattoo Conspiracy  I experienced writer's block on numerous occasions. And it sometimes took two to three days before I could get back to my usual creative imagination form.

Here's my tips how to get rid of the writer's block:

1. Stop and take a break. 
Chances are if you're experiencing a writer's block, there's no way you could sustain the momentum in writing, so stop and take a break. Don't force yourself to rake your brain with any ideas because it would never work. Your brain is already tired so give it a break. And stay out of writing for a couple of days to recharge.

2. Work Out. 
To condition your brain, have some physical exercise to stretch tired muscles. To have mental toughness and sharp brain, one should have physical strength to endure the long hours of writing.

3. Healthy Lifestyle.
Drink plenty of water and eat healthy meals. Fresh fruits and vegetables help a lot to get back on shape if you experience a writer's block. Healthy food provides the body with enough nutrients for the proper functioning of the brain.

4. Read books or watch movies related to the genre you're writing. 
If you're having a writer's block, chances are, you seem so lost with the ideas and nothing comes out from your mind. Condition your senses to work again by reading books or watching movies related to the genre you're writing. Not to copy someone's work but to exercise your mind with creating your own ideas. This trick excellently worked for me so this is a must try. 

5. Free your mind from worries.
If you're having trouble concentrating because you're worried you might not pay your electric bills or your special someone hasn't called. Throw all these worries. It will only clog your brain, suppressing ideas to flow out of your thoughts.

As soon as you're done energizing your body and conditioning your brain with the above suggestions, you may get back facing your computer again and get back to your story.

Monday, February 19, 2018

February 19, 2018

Navigating the Lonely Sky

Taken from the strip of SOLO Flight, a motivational book about embracing singlehood authored by Grace Chong and Francie Castaneda-Lacanilao, Navigating the Lonely Sky perfectly describes where I am now. And it pierces hard in my gut. Not only the phrase exactly defines the current state of my life, it also serves as a scary warning to the unexpected.

Though it's not odd to be alone, and one third of the earth's population breathed a solitary life, it still left me wondering why it seems I couldn't move away from that stigma. What is it that blocking my way to be noticed?

The line that follows in the navigating the lonely sky page sounds like a familiar billowing grunt from a distance that's been haunting my life all throughout these years: "Ah, true love. So elusive. So evasive. Some find it at the exact time they wished for it. Some find it too late. Some never find it at all".

Some never find it at all!

It hits me to the core. But do I have a choice? Do I have the right to complain? Yes, it's love month but still the idea of romance remains an incomprehensible quest in my life. As though I'm destined to search for it through eternity.

No one seems interested to pick me up. No one cares. As though I'm a great shame to the one I chose to be close with. I'm only useful if they can benefit from me. Other than that, I'm nothing. And I often wonder why the very people I chose to be with, can't be proud of me. As if something is terribly wrong with my personality.

For years, I was battling inferiority complex because I always thought I wasn't good enough on many things, that's how people made me believe. However, lately, I've learned to adjust, and recognized the fact that I can't control other people's perception towards me. The only thing that I can control is my principle. So, I shouldn't dwell too much on negativity.

Too much concerns already clogging my head. Being alone is one. Despite my happy disposition and my positive outlook, I'm still wary facing the future alone. In the previous years, the notion of living alone scared me to death and gave me a hell of a misery, thinking why I could not have someone when everyone in my surroundings snagged partners before they could turn 30. 

I remember the time when I was still in my early 20's, the period when young ones started building dreams and mapping life plans, I was told that there's a time for everything, that I shouldn't be worried because God prepares someone better for everyone. Just Wait.

So I continued with my journey, unaffected with society's pressure over finding "the one" early in life. Because I was so confident with the thought that someday I could have my moments also with somebody whom God has chosen for me.

By then I developed a certain principle that women should only settle down once they're psychologically, financially, mentally and emotionally prepared to take the plunge. And that I should only take one relationship in my lifetime. So I stretched my patience a little longer. And waited. 

But years went on with nothing happened. I  couldn't find someone who could compliment my personality. I couldn't find an opportunity to stumble on "the one". I wasn't close to anybody. I've known guys around but everyone seemed resembled a toad that could never transform into a prince.

Not that I was looking for perfection but the basic elements were not there. Emotion. Affection. Compassion. Everything just wasn't there. But, yeah, there were few exemptions, but they were looking to a different direction away from from me. Am I too undesirable?. Still, I was confident that someday I would have my story. 

So I waited. And waited. Until months rolled into years. And years into a decade. But because my principles in life are deeply rooted in my religion, I sought comfort to this biblical quote from the book of Ephesians, "Everything in life happens in time that God chooses". This ultimately became my life's mantra. 

While undergoing the ritual of waiting, I became observant with the movements in my environment, hoping God finally heard my prayers and sent someone to solve the puzzle of my destiny.  I closely observed the people I met, the circumstances I were in, the elements that drew us up together. Everything was thoroughly scrutinized.

And it happened. For months, the discernment went on. Bubbles of excitement started bursting in my horizon. Moment by moment, high expectations ballooned like I was going to explode with so much happiness. Each day, I watched my hope grew rapidly into my palm. I nurtured it with affection. Things seemed going rosy, like perfect blooms when the spring season arrives. I wake up each day looking at the peaceful horizon, anticipating for a happy ending of my long quest. Hoping that any moment of tomorrow will give me a different story. An exciting one.

That tomorrow didn't come.

Just like every assumption of something that simply wasn't there, things blew off like pieces of dust.  ONE DAY, reality just fell into my lap and discovered something. And hit me like I was destined to suffer tribulations all my life. The assumed affection I breathed for almost a year was only a product of my own interpretation of an over-analyzed meaning of sympathy. 

Everything fizzled that day. That very morning.

Once again I tasted the acid rain of rejection burning the last fiber of my skin. The "sign" I've kept hoping as God's message for His "special gift" turned out to be another misread quote of wrong assumptions. It pinched on my skin like tendrils of a blistering summer sun. 

I rolled to my bed, wondering between tears why I often overlooked. And why someone couldn't just choose me. What's wrong with me? The searing effect touches the deepest part of my soul that it thoroughly reignited my hostile concept of relating, which has been the catalyst of my solitary life.

Perhaps, I shouldn't allow myself to be close to someone again because I've this tendency to get emotional when things become blurry, or when I'm being turned down over somebody else. I've this tendency to assume things beyond friendship. That's why perhaps no one wants to associate with me. They're scared. 

My self-confidence faltered. And once again I drunk this self-defeating thought about myself that I'm not attractive enough to catch someone's attention. No one is really  interested. Everyone is turning me down.

So I leave it here, and move on with my life. And just be contented with what life is offering. I'll just continue writing stories. Perhaps, this is how I made for. To write stories of varied emotions. And live my life alone.

Unwanted. Abandoned. Rejected.

Why I often fell prey into this kind of depressing patterns? Did I overanalyze my goal? Or already impatient to see myself embark into another chapter of life. That's why I am rushing things up.

Of course I am!

In the current state of my life, I couldn't afford to just chill in the corner. I don't have much time to take things slow, or take too many stop overs. I should make decisions now. Or the chance will thoroughly pass me by. 

I'm rushing things up maybe because I'm so scared to sail into the sunset of my life alone. I'm already tired of being alone. Doing things alone. Dining alone. Walking alone. And I'm terrified to navigate the sky alone. It's lonely and scary out there. And I need someone to walk with me and hold my hand and assure me that there's nothing to worry.

Perhaps, my deeper sense still couldn't absorb the negative thoughts of singlehood because I've prepared so much to have a family. But it looks like I'm often stumbled on the wrong road and ended up choosing the wrong people to be close with.

Reassessing every circumstance of my life recently, I resigned to the fact that no matter how much I tried, there are things in life that I can't simply get. There are things that are pushing beyond my control and there's nothing I can do about it. So I let things go and focus on what I can do at the moment.

Acceptance is always liberating. It frees our mind from the notion that we're not good enough that's why someone gave up on us and look for another. It's not. Maybe things are not just meant to be. And God prepares someone better. Somewhere in this world.

From now on, I'll start recognizing the fact that I can't simply put the rotation of the earth into my tiny hands. Things move according to where it should flow, something I can't control. So let it be.

I'll start looking on the brighter side of life. And think of the better things to come. After all, I still have my life to live. And it won't end up just because someone rejected me. 

Assessing my life story and the circumstances that follow, I've this notion that perhaps I've been looking for what's not there. I've been looking for a perfect balance. Not too less. Not too much. Just a perfect taste. I've been waiting for the right moment. I've created my own myth of survival.

Goldilocks syndrome. That is.  And I'm guilty of this. 

A person with Goldilocks syndrome is someone who keeps looking for the right timing, the right moment, the right circumstances, the perfect combination of everything, and the right balance of what a partner should be. Not too perfect but never too less. Just the right amount of those ideal characters and attributes.

That's a Goldilocks syndrome, and many of us are guilty with this. More than half of the world's population suffered from Goldilocks syndrome especially those who have high expectations. 

I should discard this Goldilocks syndrome and get on with my life. But first. I'll recognize my shortcomings. I cannot move forward without recognizing my flaws. This is where I should start.

I still have so many things to work on with in myself. My views in life, my too tight concept of relationship, my preferences who to be with, my gone-with-the-ages concept how people should behave. I should stop assuming things wrongly whenever I get to close to someone again. I'll just allow things to flow.  

I must bear in mind that people have choices too, including the one I once close with. They also have a life to live and they've their own preferences who they want to be with, to whom they want to  spend the rest of their lives with. And it must be respected. 

Having all these hullabaloos in my life, I've realized that: The Goldilocks Syndrome must be discarded. It won't take me anywhere. And from now on, I should liberate my mind from the fear of navigating the lonely sky alone. I'll just enjoy the view and marvel on stars. 

I should stop thinking that being alone is associated with loneliness. That having no one in life is associated with despair and scare. It's not. And no one and nothing can ever guarantee of achieving total happiness. Because happiness comes from within in. It's a state of the mind.

Pain is absolutely part of our journey and it should not be scared of. One way or another we will encounter and experience pain as hard as the rock as we go along in life. Embrace it and learn from it. It will make us a better person.

When the sting is gone and the circumstances are understood. Things will make sense. And everything will be appreciated including this momentary distress. So let it go. And move on. Life is too short to be wasted on regrets and remorse.

Someday, things will get better.

Saturday, February 17, 2018

February 17, 2018

Balai Sa San Juan Resort

A quick getaway with some colleagues to unwind and relax. Balai Sa San Juan resort is located at barangay Abung in San Juan, Batangas.

I've no idea what this resort really looks like in the actual sense, I've just stumbled it while searching for affordable beach resorts in San Juan, Batangas.

And just discovered that Balai appears to be more like an exclusive vacation rentals than a commercial beach resort. Taken from the visayan term of Balai which means house, the resort evokes the calmness of home. When we got there no one actually was there except for two pairs of couple.

Not so much of the definition of a typical beach resort, Balai reflects serenity, there's nothing so much there except calmness. The beach side is wide with a very long coastline without a water break and the sand is brownish. The swimming pool is a little vintage smacked between the fishing village and the mangroves.

But this place assures travelers with total relaxation and smoothness of the day.  Quiet. Calm. Relax. Tranquil. Everything you're looking for a relaxed, unruffled weekend is offered of this vacation spot. 

Food is great and the customer service is very good. Nothing you could ask for if you're looking for a perfect sanctuary to chill. 

Read my travel story here about this weekend trip.

Sunday, January 28, 2018

January 28, 2018

The Red Star Tattoo Conspiracy: The Complete Edition

It's a great pleasure to announce that the complete edition of this book is now out in the market! The three book series are consolidated into a single book, making this edition an interesting piece to include in your collection of suspense books.

This is an all new edition where all chapters are thoroughly edited and have some of those discrepancies from the previous editions, corrected. More intense scenes are added. So expect a more thrilling reading experience with this complete edition.

Get your copy now! Follow the following links:

Kindle Edition

Paper back/Print Edition

Or visit my author's page  JOYCE LAMELA

For those who may want to avail discount, please get in touch with me and send me a message through this site for the promo code (Note: I'm still figuring out how to create a discount code. Kindly check this site for some updates, or follow me in my facebook page for details).

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