Off My Feet & Crash Kittyโ€™s 6 month anniversary

๐ŸŽ‰ Itโ€™s been 6 months since my twins have hit the shelves! To celebrate, Iโ€™m hosting a giveaway on Instagram. Head over there if youโ€™d like to play! ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿผ @racheltremblaybooks ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿผ

OMF: Lone wolf coffee-slinger and accidental oneironaut Edie Stacks has her life turned upside down by reality-altering lucid dreams, and space cats!
Off My Feet is a Neverwhere-meets-Inception psychedelic chronicle of female experience where trust is learned the hard way, the hard knocks of life are explored, and love and friendship are pushed to their limits. Watch Edie make a mess of everything! Shit gets weird!
CK: About 30 years before Off My Feet. Five women share an apartment and Friday nights. Wine and creativity keep them well entertained and always on the brink of trouble. One doomful evening, an alien craft lands onto their building and brings mystifyingly charming creatures into their lives. Creatures they would never have suspected were sinisterโ€ฆ
Boy, were they wrong!
Read the Tragicomedy that started it all!

Have a great day!! ๐Ÿ–ค


Kissy Scenes

โ€œโ€ฆ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ง๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ต. ๐˜ˆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด: ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ข.
๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง, ๐˜ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ, ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ, ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ. ๐˜ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ.โ€
OFF MY FEET excerpt ๐Ÿ’‹
(Go here for blurb and synopsis!)
Itโ€™s soooo hard choosing a quote from my own books. Something solid enough on its own and that wonโ€™t spoil anythingโ€ฆ I spent way too much time trying to find something for you, I settled for kisses ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’‹
๐Ÿ‘โ€๐Ÿ—จ Letโ€™s talk kissy scenes. In what book have you come across your favourite? Which ones gave you butterflies?
Hope youโ€™re having a good day, being kind, keeping an inner eye out for implicit biases and weeding them out. Itโ€™s a work of awareness and itโ€™s constant and scary but also intensely satisfying. Growing hurts but itโ€™s still the very best thing for us and the world we live in.

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Topaz now in Paperback

โ€œ๐™ธ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š•๐š’๐šŒ๐š”๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ, ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐šŠ๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜๐š ๐š— ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐šข, ๐š–๐šŠ๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š— ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š’๐š• ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š•๐šœ ๐š˜๐š ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š‹๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐šž๐š™ ๐šŠ๐š๐šŠ๐š’๐š—. ๐™ธ ๐š˜๐š›๐š‹๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š’๐š›๐šŒ๐šž๐š’๐š ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›. ๐™ท๐šŽ๐š› ๐š ๐šŠ๐š๐šŒ๐š‘๐š๐šž๐š• ๐šŽ๐šข๐šŽ๐šœ, ๐šž๐š—๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šŽ, ๐š๐š’๐š๐š—โ€™๐š ๐š–๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ.โ€

๐šƒ๐š˜๐š™๐šŠ๐šฃ: ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šƒ๐š›๐šž๐š๐š‘ ๐™ฟ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŠ๐š• & ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š•๐š˜๐š› ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐šข๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–

All ages quirky dystopian high fantasy quest ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฝ

Dear friends, Topaz is now available in paperback! Itโ€™s exactly the same as the hardcover on the inside โ€” map, moth pages, glossary โ€” and itโ€™s available everywhere online ! Voilร !! Tis done and iโ€™m happy that this option is out there now!

I hope you are all doing wonderfully!

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the trees would open

โ€œOur first day traveling down the river ended. There was a sense of anticipation in the air, a hint of the importance of what was to come. Burma yanked at a blanket with his teeth. I took it from him and pulled it up over our snuggled bodies. Fiddling through my slingbags, I found some dried fruit, which we ate while staring expectantly for the moments when the trees would open above us and allow us to see the immense beauty of the night sky, its brilliant starlight showering the eventide with charm. Every time the trees closed up again, our eyelids drooped a little more, until they shut.โ€

Excerpt From

Topaz: The Truth Portal & The Color Mayhem

Anticipation can keep us going sometimes when we hit a lull. What are some things youโ€™re looking forward to before then end of the year? ๐Ÿ–ค

Iโ€™m looking forward to watching my kids dance in the nutcracker, finishing editing my new novel, finding a new apartment to live in that has a yard (and hopefully a brick wall!)

Happy Tuesday! ๐Ÿ–ค

literature, The Nirvana Threads

random idiots

โ€œYouโ€™d think that youโ€™d think before climbing into a car with random idiots.โ€

โ€œYa, I get it, Damien. I didnโ€™t think. I messed up .ย .ย . again.โ€

The opening scene of the Nirvana Threads was inspired by my experience, once upon a time, hitchhiking in British Columbia, Canada. The driver was playing chicken on the highway with random cars from the opposite lane. I remember thinking: โ€œthis might be how Iโ€™m going to dieโ€ and clutching the side of my seat and mentally calling on God to do his will. Although I donโ€™t outright mention itโ€™s chicken theyโ€™re playing in the car in TNT, the picture is still painted. I hope you give it a read!!


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Have you ever been caught in a crazy situation, intentionally or accidentally, where you thought โ€œthis could be itโ€?

Sending mucho warm, loving vibes to you this Friday! Keep safe!


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tiny suns

โ€œ[…] the inked words. How meaningless they could have seemed a few months before, and somehow rich with parallels now. Impressions of how they related to her existence sailed her mind, passing through in waves. Like tiny suns of understanding bursting at the crest of each ripple, the longer she sat with the words, the more intense became her clarity. And then, quite suddenly, as if stepping out of a cold sea, Carlie felt wide awake, washed clean of the dirt that had been pulling her down.โ€

The Nirvana Threads

A magical realism book that dreams of making it to your tbr ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ–ค

Check for goodies and highlights on my instagram account for reviews ๐Ÿ–ค


Mirth as per Topaz’s Glossary – “T”

Alphabet_glossary_T .jpg

See Topaz: The Truth Portal & The Color Mayhem to learn more about Mirth and all its weirdness!

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green eyes

“Carlie noticed only now how green his eyes were. She thought it funny how quickly a person could change in someoneโ€™s eyes. For better or for worse.โ€


The Nirvana Threads (๐Ÿ‘ˆ click for more info + goodies)

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the same messy life

Morning came. Tears had encrusted Carlieโ€™s hair to her face. Her swollen eyelids, opening with difficulty, exposed the same messy life she had fallen asleep to. Her feet struggled out of the blanket wrapped around her limbs, off the couch and onto the cold floor. With an in-breath, she pushed herself up from the sinking cushions, the springs creaking as she rose, and dragged her bare soles with dry, swishy noises all the way to the bathroom.

โ€œUgh,โ€ she said, seeing herself in the mirror. โ€œYou look like shit, Carlie Jones.โ€


The Nirvana Threads, a 90s punk & spiritual magical realism romance


Available for pre-order at Barnes & Noble! Order now and get it for June 1st

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hello to you, too

It was a sunny morning. The cool air swooshing through the windows filled the house with the smell of blossoms and fresh- cut grass. There wasnโ€™t anywhere she needed to be, so Carlie puttered around until she flopped into the living-room armchair with the raggedy Kerouac novel Leo had lent her. She hadnโ€™t even flipped the first page when a knock came at the door.

Carlie grunted out of her sprawl and went to open it. It was Lucas.

โ€œCrap,โ€ she said.

โ€œHello to you, too.โ€ He smiled, attempting to let himself in.


The Nirvana Threads, a punk and spiritual magic realism romance.