“TBR”
New books every day; 'Oh, I want to read this one!' Neverending pile.
Our ever-growing TBRs always need more books. To celebrate Haiku Poetry Day, I asked some indie authors already on mine to write haiku inspired by their books. For those unfamiliar with the term, a haiku is a Japanese-inspired form of poetry with a format of 3 lines, consisting of 5-7-5 syllables respectively.
I would have loved to include more but this post is long enough as it is. I’m beyond grateful to the participants for their contribution and enthusiasm; I hope you have as much fun reading as they had writing them.
These are the featured authors in this post:
JCM Berne, author of The Hybrid Helix series
Men punching spaceships; Are they heroes or villains? You should ask the bears.
JCM Berne also provided a bonus haiku with a piece of advice:
Read genre fiction You might not learn anything, But you'll have more fun.
Rita A. Rubin, author of Of Knights and Books and Falling In Love
"Sweet, handsome and kind.
Love warm like a summer breeze.
My Alexius.”
—Jayce from Of Knights and Books and Falling In Love.
Michael Roberti, author of The Traitors We Are
My fiancé died in the war my dad designed. Even worse? The lies.
Trudie Skies, author of The Cruel Gods series
Tru wrote a haiku for each of the two main characters in their The Cruel Gods series:
"Wardens protect Chime, from godless heathens and sin. Is it time for tea?"
—Quen
"Gods demand worship, tithes that no mortal can pay. We refuse to pray."
—Kayl
Troy Knowlton, author of Seekers: The Winds of Change
“Advent”
Blue-clad travelers
Hunting relics of the past
The Seekers cometh.
Lunaris, Sovereign of Wisdom, looked upon a world brimming with long-lost treasures and said, “Go forth, my children.”
Coyote J.M. Edwards, author of Ember Bones series
Sitting on the ledge
Caring warmth suffused through cloth
This! the sense of home
Dani Finn, author of The Delve and The Living Waters
The fucking humans
Horrid skin-covered faces
Soon splattered with blood
Swirls in the water
Reflected in the surface
Of her hazel eyes
K.E. Andrews, author of Hills of Heather and Bone
The bones hold secrets Under the fields of heather Whispering stories
James Lloyd Dulin, author of No Heart for a Thief
James wrote a brief scene with two haiku from his characters:
While whittling away at a piece of ironoak beside the fire, Kaylo’s knife slipped as Tayen began to blow offtune pitches through her poorly carved whistle.
"When she came, silence Fled like a dream in sunlight. How I miss that dream,"
Kaylo said.
"Old man acts moody. Not that old under the dirt. Can't wash off bitter."
Tayen brought her lips back to the awful instrument.
Tiny Elf Arcanist 
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