My name is M.L. Crum. A few years ago, divine inspiration stepped in, and reminded me of a forgotten passion – writing. I had been an avid writer throughout my childhood and into the teen years. The love of writing extended into college where the focus slowly then turned to teaching others. Somewhere along the line, between college, a new career and family, the joy of writing became secondary.
However, this joy has been rediscovered. I started writing again for the first time in years and the result is this brand new novel, Irony of Time.
Irony of Time is Miriam’s journey from the present where she happily suffers from amnesia and has fallen in love back into her past finding herself not only fully remembering her tragic, self-destructive life, but is now faced with possibility of having to live it all over again, or trying to change the one tragic event that started it all.
It is a paranormal romance not only because of the time travel aspect, but because of the mysterious, “unknown” elements that develop as her present day lover,shrouded in dark secrets, searches for a way to rescue her from the past.
Let’s Get To Know M.L. Crum
Q: What are the top five books that have influenced your career?
Q: What’s the funniest thing a reader has ever said/emailed to you?
A: I got a review that said….
“All about destiny and second chances. Oh, and of course, time.”
No, duh! That got a shake of the head and a huffing giggle.
Q: If you could go back in time before you published your first book, what advice would you give yourself about publishing?
A: The advice I would give myself is to start building up my writing platform and social media while I was still writing the manuscript. I was very linear with the process and only started to market myself out there right before the release of my first book. I would say “Get out there and introduce yourself and your craft now! Do not wait until the product is done and waiting.” Marketing is a real pain and far harder, for me, than the actual writing and editing. I should have had reviews ready, a presence established and promotions and ads already in the works, but I was just too excited to see my book out in the world. I thought the world would find me, but I have since learned that is not the case.
Q: What fictional character would you punch if the face if you thought you could get away with it without going to jail?
Q: Pick a super-power and tell us what you’d do with it.
A: Since I have a fascination with ghost stories and I write in the paranormal genre I would have to go with the power to be invisible. It fascinates me that there might be the quiet “unknown” among us.
I would like to say that I would do the world good with this power in some fashion, but I really think I would just like to scare the bejeebers out of people. I would be a real pranksters.
Q: What’s your favorite AND least favorite thing about being a writer/author?
About Irony of Time by M.L. Crum
Given one chance.
To change a tragic event in her past.
One man. Given a second chance.
To fight for her love, but first must find her in the past.
Miriam Duvall has fallen in love all while she lives blissfully happy with amnesia until she is accidentally transported back in time right at the precipice of the most tragic event in her past. Now she has the chance to change everything, but the will of destiny may or may not bend. Her slap-the-face-of-destiny decisions could deliver her into heartbreaking sadness once again or finally set her free. Miriam’s opportunity for redemption comes in the form of a handsome, but mysterious, physicist named Dr. Ian Stone. His whole existence has revolved around returning to and changing the moment evil claimed his soul robbing him of a life worth living. He has spent centuries obsessing over and calculating how to harness an exorbitant amount of energy, wherein making time travel a reality, but one variable was never factored into his equations: falling in love. His mind lives in a deep denial of his true feelings for Miriam until his heart wins out after he loses her somewhere back in time. Their contrasting worlds cohesively collide and repel during a series of climatic events spiraling around a man harboring a dark secret fighting for a second chance at love, ironically placing this exceptional woman in a position where she must choose between her past she desperately wants to change or have a future with the man she undeniably loves.
This world she had woken up to was totally blank of past memories, but he brought a sudden comfort to her. He would remain her soldier in the hospital and a healer in his world until months later when their intense connection would soon be unbearable, and he would be summoned in to become more than her protector. It was then she would learn more of his fascinating secrets.
This moment in time included the black void that now engulfed her memory. She sensed she had given up on life, but when she saw him, she felt her life was worth living again. Yes, even in the darkness—of her memories and the hospital room—was the moment she felt reborn in the light.
Glimpses of the hospital room began to materialize. It was really happening! She kept visualizing the room, but it turned into more than a vision. She returned to that very moment a year ago. The inertia of it all brought about a redistribution of her body’s energy. The process was almost complete.
Her eyes saw the room from the inside looking out. The curtain was drawn halfway around her hospital bed, but she knew he was there waiting. The tan cabinets clearly labeled with medical supplies ran along the back of the room. She looked down to see the IV running along the side of the bed and into her arm.
The rush of her blood tingled the surface of her skin as it raced out from her pounding heart and back again. Elation rose in her but then seeped back out quickly as something shifted inside. Her mind released the picture of that moment. Echoes of her shallow breathing filled the darkness around her.
Where did it go? Where is he?
Everything started to shake.
Just then, the ground seemed to open up without warning.
She felt the floor completely give way.
Her unsupported body fell.
Then the deeply suppressed areas of her mind educed images of another version of self. She saw herself nearly lifeless on a floor, breathing shallow breaths, wishing to die. The crack of a bone. An image of a hospital. Images of him. Bruises. Iron bars. Unexpected euphoria fired through her veins, which was horrifying yet exhilarating. Then another image of a needle sank into her collapsed vein, and the euphoria spread again. She opened her mouth for mercy but had no voice. The worst parts of her life screamed at her every way she turned.
She kept falling into nothingness and then stretched out into more empty space that folded back down once upon a time. Images invaded her cognitive realm and provoked hidden memories. She was dragged back further through her forgotten hell in a fast rewind. She was powerless. Her hands clawed frantically to grab hold of something and dig her nails deep to anchor herself. But nothing was there. It just kept dragging her.
Too far! Why did he let it go this far? Help me! Please help me!
A final image—the small casket. The etched numbers burned through her eyes: July 17, 2003. The blinking of lights went from high intensity back down to low and then repeated to the point of blurred blindness.
She used to do that all the time.
Her eyes remained closed, but she visually felt it all.
My favorite quote from Irony of Time is:
I had to pick two….
Ahh, sweet …..
“Turning the book in her hands, she became cognizant of the fact how a good book like this was not unlike the love she had discovered later in life. Both deeply engaging of the mind and heart to where one does not want to part with it, making abiding connections to it, devouring it voraciously and never wanting it to end. Memorable to the mind. Unforgettable in the heart. That is a great book. That is a great love. That was Ian.”
Makes me laugh every time I read it….
“As she ran away shaking her head, all she could think was that after all this time, all her what-if fantasies created so wonderfully in her mind were actually more pleasurable than the reality….especially when it came to Charlie Hunt.”