My finally completed science fiction/post-apocalyptic novel, Sereph, is now available for purchase for Kindle and Kindle for PC!

Check it out here: http://www.amazon.com/Sereph-Morgan-Wiegert-ebook/dp/B00FW9P00Y/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1382231428&sr=1-1&keywords=sereph

“By the 24th century, the growing rift between rich and poor has created a double-sided world. To the northeast of the ruined landscape of what was once the United States, seemingly utopian Sereph City remains intact, advanced, and thriving following a series of devastating world wars. But those to the south are not so lucky. Poverty, war, and the effects of environmental destruction make life outside Sereph City and its outlying sectors nearly impossible. 

In a world where walls serve not only to defend but also to isolate, Naomi, living in the country’s southernmost city, should never have seen Sereph City. Yet she is haunted by her unshakable memories of the place and the physical effects of attempted genetic modification. When she meets someone like her, they begin a dark journey in search of answers–and revenge. Soon enough, the place she has been struggling to forget becomes an unavoidable destination, and every step brings them closer to learning the reality of what happened to them.“

I’m nearing the end of my novel, and it feels amazing.

I have less than a chapter to go before I write my final scene. It’s hard to write an ending, but not as hard as writing a beginning. The past six or more months of work is finally paying off. I feel good about what I’ve created – the world, the characters, the story. And it makes me strangely happy to know that, hopefully soon, I will be able to read my book in a format other than a Microsoft Word page–and so will other people!

It’s been a long journey. Some days have been great, and I’ve been able to pump out pages of quality, imaginative work. Other days–like the three-week-long period when I was moving into a new house–have been not so productive. I had down days when I felt like it wasn’t worth it to continue because I would never, ever finish. Thankfully, I also had a fair share of times when I felt inspired, optimistic, and motivated. Those days kept me going, along with the encouragement of my friends and family, and now I’m nearly done. I have dreamed about finishing a novel since I was ten years old. That the time is almost finally here is overwhelming–in a good way.