by S.V. Farnsworth

I write upon the dead trunks of trees, paper dry and ink wet.

Wanna be.

Press me softly lest I fail to tell the tale of a rising sea and a windy Gail.

       Trite.

Preferring failure, I digress; becoming loathe to put forth a single word.

       Quitter.

I write nothingness; hiding in the branches of my mind.

     Never was.

I am surrounded by leaves, the litter of trees, my work reduced to shreds.

         Waste.

Forests hewn and ground to bits, I consume them by my hand.

    Drain.

Forcefully tattooing my grief and love upon nature’s page, I mar myself.

        Fool.

My will is not still. My hope flickers in the breeze.

         Failure.

Undisciplined,

            the volumes of my mind’s fruit are consumed, leaving nothing.

Review by S.V. Farnsworth of “The Assassin’s Heart” by J.A. Kazimer

This fast paced, engaging novel draws you in with action, twists, and charm. Well written and riveting, this adventure/romance is a great escape with heat. Julie engages the reader in intrigue and physical attraction with real romance on an ever closer horizon. Not a hearts and flowers book, this gritty, sincere story is a fun read. Julie captures the main characters’ drive to take “liking to the name of love” (Shakespeare) in this don’t want to miss adventure.

I met Julie at a Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers workshop she taught last year. She’s as human, charming, and gritty a person as you can find. If you like romance novels, then I hope you enjoy this book. Get to know Julie @: