Sue Mydliak was born in Flint, Michigan. Came to Illinois when she was a little girl and graduated from Downers Grove South. It wasn't until the book Twilight came out did she develop her interest in writing. It was then in 2011, that her first book, Birthright, was published and made best seller the first week it was out. This lead her to make Birthright into a Trilogy. She has written two other books, Night Games and an anniversary book, Forever, which is Birthright's story, but whose story line is different and geared more for adults. She is currently writing two other books, Eternal and Secrets and has finished illustrating a new children's book, JellyBean Turns Three (see her Children's book website, http://susiebbooks.strikingly.com/)

Thursday, July 21, 2011


A house stands on the hillside, where trees sway in the wind as if in battle and whose fight is lost against its only enemy.

White, with dirt, smudged in its creases and whose windows, dull, let the faintest of light seep in, there I sit…alone. No joy has fed me happily and yet, in vain, I search till I no longer can bare its emptiness no more. It is a battle that I now know will never be won.

Hours on end, with curtains shut tight, dulling the pain that is felt deep inside, the sound of clicks and taps fill the void of where I sit. My eyes, squint at the light from which I look upon, where dreams are hopefully met, challenged and sometimes found. Most not though, the dreams that have been wedded into my brain, that are so fulfilling, never seem to come and I am brought back to my reality, defeated once more.

No, this house is not welcoming, it is not even loved. For every day that I wake, I shudder to think what I will be faced with again and wonder, will I endure it? Only time will tell.

They say that good things come to those who wait, this is not so, for I have waited what seems to me a lifetime and yet it fools me constantly. Laughing at my downfall, and when unnoticed, it rears its ugly face again when I persevere, thinking that I have a chance, just maybe. It is merciless.

Ah, I will not give up though. I know, that with all that I have done, all the beauty I have created, will one day shine more brightly than the sun itself, then, I will have found my peace.

1 comment:

  1. Very nice, Sue. I just never know what will be coming from your pen. Keep up with the great work!