Author Interview! With An Incredible Mind.

Attention, Attention… Do I have big news for you! Calling out from the deepest, most undiscovered and possibly incredibly exciting parts of Time, Space and Multiverse.

In this edition of Author Interview, I will introduce to you;

Justin Jay Gladstone /\ Nitsuj Yaj Enotsdalg

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  • Let me just ad a little side note to this. How amazing is it, that he flipped his name, mirroring it to make in my opinion a twist to the fact, that the story plays out in a MIRROR WORLD!

Well, back to the point, Justin’s story is called; The Other Side.

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Look at that, It’s got a lot going for it, but with the different phases of the moons, and mirroring, it definitely had me intrigued, it is definitely going on my TBR! How about you?

Wanna get a little preview, check out the intriguing BOOK TRAILER!


You can follow him, and his incredible mind on;

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Give him a like, and a follow. The writing community is an incredible source, and we should stick together, helping with the means and abilities, that we have.

Justin contacted me, due to a post on Twitter, where I was searching for people to interview. I have been interviewed a few times myself, and I enjoyed it. The questions, and of course the five minutes in the spot light! But, then it occurred to me, that I wanted to do the same for other people. Giving them a hand, and a short time in the spot light, as well.

So of course, since I’m going to interview him, I cooked together some questions, and I also checked out a little on his pages. He seems like a kind of mysterious guy, with a great and expanded mind. I have no idea about this fact, but I think that he could be into some of the same believes as myself; believing in the alternative; Spirituality, The Moon’s power of energy, and that we are not alone out in this great and amazing universe. Reading the questions, he answered, I got a taste of his mind, and oh my was I taken aback. The way he seemed to see, and interpret the world is outstanding. As I first saw him, I saw a guy with a great and intelligent mind, but also, ( I might be very wrong on this, but I’ll go for it) a troubled or tried mind, in which he uses to bring out the greatest stories, to share with the world, and himself, but in someway also the universe. – I know, I know, this might make me sound like a completely lunatic, but what the hell, we gotta be different to stand out, and let’s all Just Live A Little.

So, I won’t let you guys wait any longer, I will give to you; Justin and his off the chards answers, which I was deeply impressed with.


  1. What inspired you to start your story/stories?

It all started…With a question. 10 years ago, in the ending of Winter, I walked into a community college with my mother. I left the computer room to go to the bathroom.

The bathroom didn’t have a door, and the hallway itself was shaped like an ‘L’. The light hardly crept in so it looked very murky. When I looked into the dank and dusty mirror, a voice in my head asked; “What if there was a world that reflected ours within that mirror?”

I was so shocked from the sudden rush of the idea, that I ran back to the computer room and wrote every thought that I had from that point on. The ten long years have created a book series that spans past 10 books.

  1. How did you choose your name for your book/books?

Over the first two years of writing the book, the first names were ‘The Amulet’, ‘The Mirror’ and many other obscure names that implied a story regarding duality.

The Other Side became the official title after realizing that many of the characters in the story were using it in dialogue. Plus, it was simple, and it fits many themes and puns at once.

  1. Describe your novel/book with three simple words.

A mirror world.

  1. Which genre is your book, and why did you pick that?

It’s very hard to pick a specific genre for the entirety of the book, but I can mention the themes that appear a few more times than the others. I describe it as a fantasy thriller influenced by science fiction. These themes appear most because of what I’ve been a fan of when I was younger. I love space, and everything involving it. I’m fascinated with the many possibilities regarding time and the multiverse.

The story itself is banded with elements from my personal life and the fantasy within, is a science fiction that I’ve always wished to experience.

  1. Who is your favorite kind of character to write?

A character or characters with humor. I love characters that flow together and ones that tease one another about traits. It symbolizes the friendships we have in our day to day lives. Humor is the key to one’s heart. I feel like the right amount of humor in anything can help a character express hidden truths, as well as their ways of exposing their coping methods for what is painful. If a character can make you laugh, they can most certainly make you cry.

  1. Signature line.

“See you, on the other side!”

  1. Your best writing tip, for struggling writers?

My best writing tip, is not to put so much thought into writing.

Ironic, I know. I’ll never be the one to tell someone not to plan, but I think that there’s a certain depth we should attain before delving too far.

We should search for a story, not the people inside. I feel like imagination can be exhausted if we simply try to paint traits and motives right then and there for a character.

It’s a lot of pressure trying to play god, and that goes for both ends. I sympathize for the characters in this case, because they were just thrown into the middle of our planning.

We try so hard to influence the character to be exactly what we want them to be. But when you think about it, aren’t we and our characters a result of what we’ve seen and witnessed all of our lives? I feel that events are more powerful than we, so why let our characters be shaped by us, when they can be shaped by the inevitable- The events of our story? Let your characters be shaped by that story.

  1. Tell a little about the main characters.

The focus is on a boy named Leon J. Granttley, who was diagnosed with split personality disorder when he was younger. He claims to hear a voice in his mind who possesses him to follow after abnormal or unwanted desires. He’s heard the voice since his childhood, and is sent to a place known as The Earthshine Facility to cope with this.

Within this facility, there are three ranks; Pawns, Bishops, & Knights.

At this point in the story, Leon is a Bishop, who is about to become a Knight. However, he and everyone else within the facility haven’t the slightest clue as to what any of the ranks mean.

Regardless, without graduating to the status of a Knight, Leon will never see the end to his torment at the mental institution, or the voice in his mind… so he’s told…

  1. If you had to compare your book/books to a movie or a series, which would it be?

Oh, I like this question. I’ve got to say Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. So what I mentioned is an anime, but I compare it most to that because the themes are very very similar. I first watched this series in 2012, but felt that the tv show was a marvelous medley of humor, intensity, and character development. I learned a lot from watching this show, and thanks to it, was able to give The Other Side, better layering. If you haven’t watched, you’ve missed out. Thankfully we have the internet.

  1. What are your biggest tool to spreading the word, about your book?

Our biggest tool is the main concept of the story itself. The story delves into a world that reflects ours, so my primary focus is having everyone delve into the story of The Other Side, so they not only see what the characters encounter, but also so that people can envision themselves within the story.

Can you fathom a world where people on this other side reflect you? A world where their happiness would equal your sadness? Sure you can. We all can, and that’s the greatest tool to the story. Our imagination to picture ourselves in this opposite plane.

I feel like that with that information, people will wonder what really happens, on the other side.

  1. What’s the meaning of your book title?

The meaning of The Other Side can mean many things. It can mean; The other side of the mirror, or the other side of you, the other side of our feelings- There are many ways to interpret it. I see the title like each of the galaxies, never-ending, boundless, and infinite in sight.

To me, it means everything.

  1. Your favorite writing soundtrack song?

Oh, I’ve got one too many. But I do have a few that I’ve designated for each book. I actually don’t listen to artists or bands when I write. I save them sometimes for driving. That is unless they’ve composed VGM (video game music) written without words and just pure instruments. As for the choice of VGM, it’d really depend my mood overall, and the mood of the story itself. (This includes the cutscene)

So lets say I were writing a dramatic cutscene with heavy dialogue. For this moment I would pick the (ost) original sound track from Fmab (Fullmetal Alchemist)

For anything regarding scenery, I’d pick The Legend of Zelda’s soundtrack, and for anything requiring buildups, or constant reoccurring themes, I’d pick Yoko Shimomura’s soundtrack within Kingdom Hearts. The possibilities are endless.

  1. Who’s your writing mascot, if you have any, (a pet maybe)?

Hmm, I’ve only met one other person with a writing mascot, and she would be my friend Alyssa. Though, I’ve heard of such a term until I met her. I actually do not have one.

  1. Give the readers a fun fact about the book.

This main novel is to be accompanied by its companion, Equilibrium & Chaos. The contents within this said book, will help describe and show many of the things that a character would need to survive or function properly in this opposite world.



The incredible Nitsuj Yaj Enotsdalg even gave us a little insight in what we could be looking forward to in his two-sided, and mirrored book.

Inside One



Inside Two

A huge Thank You to Justin/\Nitsuj for joining me on WritersLifesWork today!!!


Person of Inspiration.

Today, I will share with you how this wonderful journey started for me, and who inspired me the most, of our amazing selection of writers/authors.

There’s a great list of names to take from, when we mention authors.

I’m a sucker for Nicholas Sparks, yet he wasn’t the one who inspired me the most. I admire the voice and style of F. Scott Fitzgerald. He saw the world different, and sadly he never got around to see how great he became, and how loved he is today.

But, my number one pick is; The incredible Lisa Jane Smith, (L.J. Smith). 

I have a little secret to tell you, to begin with when I heard out Smith, I honestly throught she was a man, why I did so, I have no idea. But then it occured to me, that she was a SHE. Which made her so much cooler in some way. My first discovery of Smith, was through the incredible and exciting series; The Vampire Diaries. I loved the story, and the characters. As the first three season was swallowed, I searched a bit about L.J. and came by The Secret Circle. I received the first two books as a birthday gift, and literately read through the first in one day. Lucky, I had the second, and dived right into that one as well, but then I finished that one, and didn’t have the other, what to do? So, I couldn’t may to buy the printed box, so I got the entire series as E-books, and read all of them in two weeks. I loved the story, the world of magic, but most importantly Her Voice.

I was greatly inspired by her voice, and her pacing. But, my journey goes back way beyond L.J. Smith. Fifteen years ago, I watched the movie or short series; The 10th Kingdom, and a little idea appeared in my mind. I have always adored actors like; Hugh Jackman, Kevin Back, Nicolas Cage, Ryan Reynolds… And, a whole lot more… So, at that time I was playing with the idea of becoming an actress, and had a short acting course, and my teacher set me down, and asked why, I didn’t make a story with all these amazing actors, create a world and make them interact with each other. And at that time, I had already started my very first draft, three months earlier.

My story have changed A LOT, through the years, like A LOT, A LOT.

I wrote the first draft, and finished the un-edited book, and then my computer crashed and everything was destroyed, Talk About An Author’s Nightmare. Oh My God, I literately cried as I realized, that I had to start all over, but then when I wrote what I could remember, and some new stuff too, I realized that it had all become so much better. But as my luck, or lack of such would have it.

Yeah, guess what!!! It all happened one more time. My old sucky, computer crashed again. Lucky, I was gifted with my first Laptop and started ALL OVER AGAIN! But, as the first time, this time everything became so much better.

My first language isn’t english, but Danish so my first draft was in danish, and I actually finished three drafts/books only at the count of between 80-100 pages in a A4 size, which wasn’t a lot to begin with. But, then I stopped and thought; No, something is wrong with this. Danish is a difficult language, everything sounds different in Danish, obviously! But, since basically all the characters were either american, canandian or english actors, I made a decision, that I would rewrite all the books, in english. It took a lot of time, and lot of work. But, when it was all done, it was so much greater. Some things, simply sounds so much better in english, than petty danish.

And then the adventure evolved, and I ended up with NINE books of what was that time called; Dragonfly, with nine different under-titles. Then, I made changes again and cooked the nine books down to TWO, and then May of last year, I decided that this wouldn’t just be a hobby of mine. I wanted to do it right, so I almost started from scratch. I outlined, and made characters descriptions, world building, you name it. And I changed the name of the books, and some characters. A friend of mine introduced me to descriptive writing. Where I started using SENSES. And much more descriptive, and professional writing. And then my world changed. I rewrote the first book in seven months. And started the edits, creation of a print format. And started working with a cover designer, and then late December, my dream came true, and I self-Published my first novel. The Second was basically written, so that didn’t take me long to write either. The third was like starting over, coming up with all new ideas, and plots.

So, I decided to give myself a Deadline, I would finished the last and third book in six months. It was a struggle, but a very good motivation, and a great way to push my limits.

I gave myself the daily wordcount of 750 words, which didn’t seem like a lot, but when you have a full-time job along with your writing life, it takes a lot of your time, so I found myself struggling at time; being a week behind on my schedule. But, then I just knocked one out of the park, and wrote like crazy, to maintaine my deadline goal. And I accomplished it, and finished the book.

It’s amazing how much a year can do to a person, and I have learned so much in that year, and I am still learning. There’s no flawless author in the world, anybody can do what they set their minds to; If only they believe enough in themselves. I have doubts, great doubts, often long periods of time… I even have moments, where I think; Fuck this shit, I’m no good, nobody will like my books, I might as well burn it all to the ground. Luckily, I also have my sanity, at least for now! HAHA. I take a deep breath, and tell myself; Everything Will Be Okay. My stories are great, and they will reach the world. I am trying to work to bring them outthere, but it’s not something that comes in a night.

But, I can tell you one thing; I WILL NOT QUIT!

















The Meaning Of…

The Meaning and story behind WritersLife’sWork.

I have always been fond of Leonardo Da Vinci and Sir Isaac Newton, in their studies both mention their line of work as Life’s Work which inspired me to call my work, My Life’s Work.

And what better name to have for a blog then that; I wish to help people who have been struggling like me, and share my passion and work with the world.

I think that to every writer/author their writing and book babies, is their Life’s Work. So, I encourage you all to share you work and passion as your Life’s Work.


“Da Vinci never slept, he said it was a waste of time.” 

I guess every writer, or anybody working to accomplish their goals. Know the struggle of staying up all night, to type those amazing words, pouring down buckets of Coffee.

From the spirit of the great Leonardo Da Vinci, and me… Rise above it all and create your biggeste and most amazing Writer’s Life’s Work. 




TMP 3 – Chapter One.

Chapter One. Ripple of Shock


A spread of panic crawled through the room, as my father returned with troubling news; he stood before us as the strong king he was, but his face was troubled, which concerned me greatly. My eyes met with Damon’s in a joined nod.

The sun was setting, and the civil twilight was slowly settling over the land. At the horizon, clouds were forming and building up like glorious mountains. The Moon was beginning to show over the cloudy mountain. The car was driving fast on the highway. I gazed over at Damon, he ripped his eyes from the road to me, then back. I could sense the anger build within him, as we were drawing closer to Marblehead, we were holding our breaths, unaware what to expect.

An evil grin spread on Evaline’s face entering the cave; her eyes turned to Damon, who squinted back at her.

“They’re coming for you!”

Her laughter echoed in the cave ceiling, sending a cold chill through me, she leaned forward in her seat, as her black hair framed her pale face, she was staring straight at him.

“They will be here all of them… …You should never have changed my son…” She started shaking her head at him, leaning back in her seat, satisfied. Damon narrowed his eyes, as the fury built inside him.

“There’s no power on Earth, that can stop me from protecting my family…” He drew in a deep and heavy breath, stepping closer as he spoke.

“…I finally have everything, and there’s no way in hell that anybody is gonna take that away!” He added strongly, squatting down in front of her, his eyes lifted to hers, with a wondering stare.

“Where is he?” He wondered, her laugh grew more vicious, shaking her head.

Damon glanced at me over his shoulder, standing up. He reached me, dragging me outside. He stepped a few feet away from me, placing his hands at his sides, viewing over the horizon, shaking his head. With careful steps, I came closer, placing a calming hand on his shoulder; in a quick move, he turned to face me with another sigh.

“We’re not gonna get anything out of her; we have no leverage… …let’s go back!” He scoffed, sending me an apologetic look. He blamed himself for losing the leverage when he turned Donovan, she had nothing to lose anymore.

My father drew in a deep breath, almost holding it seeing Damon and I in his presence again, Damon shook his head, and my father let out a deep sigh. He turned his eyes to my mother, nodding to her.

She stepped outside, holding out her arms with eyes closed, whispering; Lovem, ego invocabo te.

A thunderbolt flashed across the sky and vibrations were slightly shaking the ground. Three bright beams of light flashed down; Zeus, Perseus, and Theseus raised before her; standing strongly with one hand behind their back and one on the chest, bowing their heads humbly, to the Queen before them. Zeus reached his arms toward his long-lost daughter, pulling her closer as his lips touched her forehead in a fatherly love; he held out his arm, she wrapped hers around it; guiding them inside.

Everybody was gathered as they appeared in The Heart; creating a light in the room. My father stepped humbly in front of Zeus, bowing his head in a nod, which Zeus returned with an equally respectful nod. Theseus and Perseus stood loyally beside him with hands behind their back.

“Almighty Zeus, we seek your guidance… a way to defeat this darkness upon us…” Zeus stood in silence for a while. The halo-ish light from his aura seemed brighter now. My eyes sneaked to Perseus and Theseus, two heroes; their Roman Armor gave them a frightening appearance, their aura light wasn’t as bright as Zeus’, but their skin was shining like gold. Zeus’ eyes turned to me, then back to my father.

“There might be something you can do… …do you still have the ability syringe?” He wondered, my father answered with a nod.

Ryan and Hayden went to the vault in the basement to retrieve the syringe, coming back Ryan was holding a black wooden box. My eyes traveled from him to Hayden, then Damon sharing a nod, we joined hands, closing our eyes. In a rush, we appeared in front of the caves at Marblehead.

My heart was beating faster, and a gasp left my mouth, as blood left my head, spinning the room. Coming into the cave… The ropes were lying on the floor… Evaline was gone!

Disbelief crawled to Hayden and Ryan’s faces. Damon’s breath became heavy, as angry grunts left him. He bolted to the chair, throwing it across the room, it hit the wall in a loud crash, splintering into pieces. Ryan went to him, placing a hand on his shoulder, his breathing lowered. That incredible ability Charlie had amplified within his father was now visible to us. Hayden stepped closer to the two of them, wondering what the hell to do now. The leader Ryan was, tried to calm both, as we joined hands again, rushing back to The Heart.

As we appeared in the middle of the room, it went quiet; everybody turned their attention to us. Ryan lifted the box toward my father, who moved his eyes to the box, then quickly back to Ryan, who lowered his head for a while, before lifting his eyes humbly, revealing what we had discovered in the caves.

Shocking gasps flooded through the room, and my heart sunk a little. Everything was spiraling out of control, with Donovan and Evaline released my fears about her plans were confirmed.

Whisper spread in The Heart; concerned chattering was exchanged, as my father, Zeus and the SPF was figuring out what to do. They were standing by the stage, whispering in arguments. My eyes turned to Captain Stevens by one of the columns; he leaned against it with his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes turned to me as I approached him, he had a suspicious look, coming all the way to him, my arms crossed over my chest too, standing by his side. I viewed the room, and my entire family gathered; this room would always bring us together for happy occasions, but tonight the room was filled with worry and concern. My eyes flashed back to him; this certain look remained on his face like he knew something he wouldn’t want to share. His hypnotic blue eyes flashed to me, faking a smile. What the hell did he know?

“You know something!” I hinted, surprising him.

“What… no…!” He exclaimed, narrowing his eyes, lifting his shoulders almost to his ears, he was hiding something, but he didn’t seem concerned about me wanting to know, he seemed concerned by what he was hiding… I tilted my head at him, not quitting so easily. As his eyes met with mine. He sighed; knowing all too well, when I put my mind on something I wouldn’t let it go.

“God, sometimes I hate you for your goddamn stubbornness!” He whispered to me, his arms fell to his sides as he observed the group by the stage, then moved his eyes back to me, stepping closer, holding his head close to mine, with his hands on my arms.

“I’m concerned about Mel!” He confessed, flashing his eyes at her; my eyes followed his to Melissa standing among Katie, Jill, and Lexi. In a quick move, my eyes returned to him frowning my eyebrows with wonder.

“She has been acting strange lately, she seemed so happy a few months ago when we started going out, but now…” He paused trying to find the words to explain, leaving out a sigh. “…She’s sneaking out at night… …always talking on the phone, when I question her about it, she always pushes it off or says it’s work….” He moved his eyes to Mel and the group of girls. “…A few weeks ago, I tried to reach her… …I called her work….” He went quiet again; I squinted at Melissa. “…. She wasn’t there.”

My eyes quickly turned to him again with a wondering look. “…She hadn’t been to work for months.” It seemed like the shock of that phone call rushed over him all over again, leaving me concerned.

“Please don’t tell anybody… not yet at least, I wanna know more about it first.” His eyes were serious as they gazed at me, I simply nodded.

Suddenly Ryan appeared by our side, telling Jake they were about to take off, to see if they could find anything from the air.

Jake nodded, putting his hand on my arm, gently giving it a squeeze before taking off. Ryan seemed to wonder about his behavior, as his eyes followed Jake. When he was out of sight, his eyes turned back to me. My concerned face troubled him, as he pulled me into his embrace; he didn’t speak, because he knew that no words could take away that concern. Placing my head on his chest, I could hear his steady heartbeat; he was always so cool. He was the leader; he didn’t show his weakness. His soft lips kissed my hair, his upper body pulled away from mine, telling me that he and the guys would be alright. Our lips met in a tender kiss; then he took off.

Jake’s statement about Mel, remained in my mind, troubling me. My eyes turned to her and the girls again; they were standing with arms crossed over their chests, chatting concerned. I strolled to them; Jill seemed relieved to see me. Katie and my eyes met in a faked smile, before I squinted at Melissa, then back at Jillian, who waited for me to tell her what was going on. I tried to assure her that the guys would be fine and that we would find Evaline and Donovan. I knew she wasn’t satisfied with that answer, but at that point, I didn’t know what else to tell them. I wasn’t even sure myself if the words I was telling them were true. I faked a smile, strolling to the bar, where Bobby stood by his favorite spot. He too faked a smile, pulling his shoulders.

A strange sensation had mixed with the concern in the room; my father and Zeus were still contemplating what to do, Theseus and Perseus had taken off with the guys.

My mother had left the room, to keep an eye on the kids with Emily and Candice. My siblings were sitting by the small tables contemplating too. Even the Covenant Brothers had appeared standing by the stair, viewing around at everybody. Observing the room, I noticed Kevin sitting by the piano, gazing up at the portrait of Nic.

Oh god Nic, he was the one who would know what to do in a situation like this.

Turning my eyes back to the girls, Melissa was gone… I searched the room surprised to see her disappearing through the double doors, I rushed to the girls, asking them about it. They had no idea where she had gone; she was turning before our eyes, from a loving friend to a stranger. I kindly asked the girls to join me in the kitchen, to make some coffee for everybody. As I was filling the coffee and the girls were staking cups on a tray, I glanced at them over my shoulder.

“Tell me something, Lexi… is it the first time Mel is acting strange like this?” My question remained unanswered for a while, leaving them quiet, they viewed around at each other with concerned looks, Alexis shook her head. I turned on the coffee maker, turning toward them, leaning against the counter, observing them. Of the three of them, Jill seemed the most concerned; she started breathing a bit heavier, getting tears in her eyes, concerning all of us. The girls helped her get seated, and I quickly handed her a glass of water, her hand was shaking as she was drinking it, tears rolled down her cheeks.

In slow movements she put the glass down, revealing a shocking revelation.

Two days prior Jillian had overheard Melissa talking, coming to Mel’s room she had stopped hearing the words; blood and kill. Frozen she remained by the door, as the cruel words continued; Their blood will be spilled.   She had sounded like a mad person, scaring Jilly greatly, she quickly rushed to her own room. Hayden had embraced her in his arms as she cried, reluctant on telling him what was wrong.

A single tear slid down Jillian’s cheek, as I placed my hand on top of hers, asking if she thought Melissa knew, that she had heard her. She shook her head, my eyes lifted to Lexi and Katie. I explained to them that they were not to tell anyone, I would deal with this, with the guys when they got back.

Anger was building inside me, from the revelations that Melissa was betraying us.


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