My book is FREE this weekend!

Screenshot_2019-05-14 Kindle Cover CreatorIn anticipation of my second novel, Hope Quest book 2: The Lightning being released on December 18th, my first book, Hope Quest book 1: Blackbird is FREE today and tomorrow (Saturday, Dec. 7 & Sunday, Dec. 8th) as an e-book via Amazon!

Get the book here:   Hope Quest book 1: Blackbird

It is a dark tale of 14 year old Hope Quest, an unusual girl with a face full of scars who speaks in a whisper, survived a lightning strike as a toddler and possesses some strange coping skills to deal with an abusive life with her alcoholic grandmother.  A getaway to a three day music festival with her motley group of friends, leads to the discovery of Blackbird, an engimatic musician with some strange skills of his own who shares a dark history with Hope.

Be warned that there is disturbing, triggering material in the book.

This is a story that was in my head since I was 15 and helped me get through some dark times in my own life.  It has taken me twenty-plus years to get it out into the world – and my own 15 year old daughter is on the cover!

If you enjoy it, please consider leaving me a review on Amazon and look for Hope Quest book 2: The Lightning to drop on December 18th!!



My books are FREE!!

Screenshot_2019-05-14 Kindle Cover Creator6 months ago today, I started my indie author journey with the release of my poetry and dance photography collection, Elegant Execution.  One month after that, I released my novel, Hope Quest book 1: Blackbird.  To celebrate, I am offering both books (e-book versions) FREE today and tomorrow (Friday and Saturday)!!!  Links in the titles.

Hope Quest is the story of an unusual 14 year old girl (Hope) who speaks in a whisper and has some unique abilities in regards to the stars.  In her search for her family, to uncover questions about her strange abilities, she stumbles across Blackbird, the enigmatic frontman for Meteoric Rise, at a music festival, and her search takes some very dark and twisted turns.  Hope Quest does contain disturbing and triggering material and is not for the faint of heart!

I had the story in my head since I was 15 years old and it helped get me through some dark times in my life.  My own 15 year old daughter is on the cover.  It took me two years to write the full 550 page story, which I am breaking up into a trilogy.   Hope Quest book 2: The Lightning will be released later this year.

Go download the books!  They’re free, they’re cool and you just might like them!  Remember to leave me a review on Amazon and / or Goodreads, too.  As an indie author, those reviews are gold!!

Creating my quiet


45fb764d3b23d95e67eeac11f34dc4f1Two years ago, I traded scrolling for writing.  I decided to leave social media in order to concentrate on my writing. It was not a popular decision.  It wasn’t met with any fan-fare or encouragement, but I knew I had to do it if I was going to finally write that book that had been in my head for most of my life.

The story was taking up too much space.

Scrolling was taking up too much time.

A change was needed.

At least, temporarily.


Friends and family were not impressed with my announcement that I would be leaving their social media feeds – deciding to no longer keep up with their memes and vacation photos in order to concentrate on ME – my writing, my book.  Some even scoffed at my idea and tried to shut it down with claims of “writing a book is the hardest thing anyone can do – that’s why most fail.”

I felt guilty for a moment or two about shutting the social media door, but I’ve never been one to suffer from FOMO (fear of missing out) and more importantly, I remembered life – particularly writing life – before social media.

Before status updates, tweets, memes and selfies existed, life was quieter.

I didn’t know what everyone was doing all the time.  And I was perfectly content with that ignorance.  I got more done.  I had more time to concentrate on what was going on in my life – and in my head. 

My time away from social media was both refreshing and productive.

I got my book done!

Hope Quest book 1: Blackbird was released in May of this year.

I’ve since gotten back onto Facebook and joined Instagram in the last year ( I have always been a late bloomer).

Joining Instagram, in particular, has been a real boon for my writing and in meeting some fabulous writer friends, but lately, I’ve noticed that I’ve been spending too much time scrolling, invested in other writer’s postings and in how many likes my pieces get (or don’t).


Things have been getting noisy again.

I’ve been missing out on my writing time again.

So I’m shutting that social media door again.


Creating the quiet I need to write and finish my next book.

Hope Quest book 2: The Lightning will be released in September.


I’ll be scrolling again by October.




Hope Quest is FREE!!

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My debut novel and the first book in Hope Quest’s series, book 1: Blackbird, is FREE today (August 17th) on Amazon at this link: Hope Quest book 1: Blackbird

I had the story in my head for 27 years before I finally wrote it.  The strange tale of 14 year old Hope Quest, a girl who speaks in a whisper and occasionally pulls stars from the sky, saved me from some very dark times in my life.

The next part, book 2: The Lightning comes out in September, but you need to read book 1: Blackbird first!

Just be warned, that it does contain heavy, triggering material that is not for the faint of heart.

It’s free, so no excuses, go get it!

Living in my fiction

The Neverending Story movie image  My favourite childhood movie was The Neverending Story.  The idea of reading a book and then finding yourself a part of the story was intriguing to me even when I was young.  It was an escape that I would have welcomed back then.  My parents’ tumultuous relationship and the constant upheaval of moving two to three times a year, every year,  to a new city, starting at new schools mid-year, trying to find a place to fit in amongst an ever-changing sea of faces was tiresome and stressful.  I was always the new kid.  Always ignored, often bullied.  I turned to books and writing at a very young age to deal with it.

I both liked to read and to create stories where I was in control (Choose Your Own Adventure books were my favourites).  I created people who loved me, cared for my happiness.  I created places where I belonged.

I preferred living in my own fiction.  It might not have been the best way to cope – creating and living in day dreams – but it got me through many hard times (and honestly, it saved me from myself as a teen, it prevented me from harming myself, when the times only got tougher).

Now, as an adult, I have for the most part created a real world of my own with a spouse and children I love and who love me and I finally feel very much like I have somewhere to belong.  As a result of spending most of my time working on my real life, writing inadvertently went on the backburner for many years.  I didn’t feel that need to write as much, but I missed it.  I really missed it and when the shadows of my past began to creep up in the form of depression again, I knew exactly where I needed to go.

The story that had been in my head for most of my life of an unusual girl named Hope Quest who spoke in a whisper and had the power to move the stars was what I turned to.  I finally sat down and spent a year and half writing it, living in it while also keeping a foothold in my real life.  It was healing and cathartic and amazing.

I had discovered that I had a place to belong – in not just one, but two worlds.

In putting Hope Quest’s story into the world (Hope Quest book 1: Blackbird, soon Book 2: The Lightning and three more books to follow), I feel as though I am offering my escape to anyone else who may be in need of it.

Despite loving my real world, I still love escaping to my fictional one now and then.  It’s just good to know that it’s there whenever I need it.





Elegant Execution ~ FREE this weekend!

Screenshot_2019-06-17 Elegant Execution - Kindle edition by Melanie Ever Moore Literature Fiction Kindle eBooks Amazon com   My debut poetry and dance photography book, Elegant Execution, is FREE today and tomorrow as an e-book! 

Here’s the link:

41 dark and haunting poems of love and loss and the strength to endure it, interspersed with black and white photos of young dancers, representing innocence lost.

The book was originally released in April of this year and was my first go at self-publishing.  It was also my way of dealing with a difficult childhood and youth, and trying to turn that pain into something more palatable for me, maybe even, beautiful.

The six young dancers are all from my community and did an amazing job.

My next poetry and photography book, The Stars Went Out, will be released in October.



Hope Quest (and how it saved my life)

I had neither a particularly happy nor stable sort of upbringing.  Reading and writing (and later music) helped me escape from the drama and the pain.  I  started writing stories the moment I figured out how to hold a pencil in kindergarten.  By the time I was eight, I needed the biggest shelf in the household to hold my burgeoning book collection.  As a teen, music and journalling became an important outlet, especially once my family situation worsened and I plunged into a severe depression as a result.

At 15, I had had enough of all of it and decided to end my life within the year.  I gave away my possessions to my friends and made a plan – and I slept every chance I got, in order to escape my days in the meantime. My dreams, at that time, were vivid and epic, playing out in full colour and continuing night after night like a series on tv.  It was in one of those dreams that a strange girl with a scarred face, white blond hair and eeiry blue eyes showed up – and started moving the stars.  She brought her family with her and they all possessed powers to control the natural world.  I was fascinated by her, by all of them.  I looked forward to my dreams just to see the story continue.  Eventually, the story made it’s way into my waking world and in red ink, I began to fill a notebook about the girl who talked in a whisper, named Hope Quest.

Within a year, I had filled the notebook – and I happily went out and bought another.  In her own quiet way, Hope had convinced me to stay.

I would stick around long enough to move out, go to university and college, get married and start my own family.  Reading, writing and even listening to my favourite music, took a backseat for many years as I raised my three babies and operated home-based businesses in order to devote as much of my time and energy to my kids as possible, so that they would not grow up feeling unloved and unwanted like I had.

But then, as a result, I lost myself.

In January 2017, I realized that despite having a happy family and a stable home, I was plunging into depression again.  I took stock of my life and realized that writing was what had saved me in past and without it, I would never feel truly fulfilled or content with my existence.  So, I carved out time and space in my life – bought a little writing desk for that space – and gave myself permission to be me again. That included getting half a dozen new tattoos within a year, discovering new favourite authors, and listening to the music that I loved before the kids came around.

Mostly, that was Linkin Park.  I had loved them for years.  Being the same age as Chester, and having kids the same age, I felt like I had grown up along with him and his music throughout the years.  Chester’s passion and energy and the raw emotions of his lyrics spoke to me on a personal level.  His struggle with depression and how he expressed it in his songs had been a comfort to me through many of my dark times.

My husband downloaded LP’s entire catologue to my phone one day just to show his support of my new endeavour and it was then that I realized that Chester – his energy, his physique, his sense of humor – would make the perfect inspiration for my antagonist, Blackbird / Lennon, Hope’s rock star brother.

In the book, Hope, who is a star in human form, finds herself collapsing into a blackhole – a metaphor for the darkness and depression in her life – and she looks to Lennon to save her.  After having Hope’s story in my head for so many years, I thought that it would only be fitting to start my new writing journey with her story.  I felt like I was finally in a good place in my life to let her out into the world after serving me so well for all those years.

The writing came quickly, easily and naturally again and for a little while, all felt right in my world again.


On the afternoon of July 20th, 2017, I was writing away, more than half way through the first draft of Hope Quest, Linkin Park’s video Leave Out All the Rest playing on Youtube,  when my husband messaged me.  “Did you hear about Linkin Park?” his text said.  “No,” I replied.  “What about my Linkin Park?”  A few moments later, he sent a link to a news story about Chester’s suicide that morning.

It was devastating to me on so many levels.

It took months before I could write again, before I could listen to Linkin Park again.  The night of the tribute concert, at the end of October, was an emotional one.  My husband and children watched it live with me and I cried through the whole thing.

I went outside after it was done and looked at the stars for awhile.

I thought about Chester.  I thought about my book.  I wondered if I should keep going with it.  Was it worth it?  Would it matter?

I thought outloud, “How cool would that be, though, to be able to move the stars?”

And then, directly across my eye line, a shooting star, bright blue in colour, streaked by.  It left a faint trail of red.

It reminded me of Chester’s signature red and blue flame tattoos.

And in it’s own way, it told me to keep going, to finish Hope Quest.


It took another year before I finished the first draft.  It took another year to get second, third, fourth, fifith draft and subsequent revisions done, and then to feel confident enough to decide to finally put Hope Quest out into the world

I always thought that if I had the chance to talk to Chester, I’d tell him that he was wrong – his lyrics of In The End – they were wrong.

His music mattered to so many of us suffering from depression and mental illness – his pain that brought those lyrics to life – it mattered too, because without it, the world wouldn’t have his music.

In a much smaller sense, I look at Hope Quest like that.  Without my pain, she wouldn’t have shown up, but she did and because she did, I didn’t end my life at 15.  I wrote the story hoping that maybe my pain and the resulting book might one day help someone else struggling through a tough time in their life.

In the end, it does matter.  All of our pain, our sufferings – the art that is created as a result – our music, our books.  It matters.

It all matters.