About Me

Sarah Lianne Newcastle



I live in Seattle with my mom and cat. As of 2016, I’m 18 years old. So this whole “adult” thing is pretty new to me.

I’ve been a writer for a few years now, but I’m not sure exactly when I started. I finished my very first story when I was maybe… 14 years old? It wasn’t anything to brag about, but just finishing a story on its own is a pretty big achievement.

I forgot about it for a few years, let it gather virtual dust on my hard drive, and I moved on, to other projects and genres like cozy mysteries and young adult literary fiction. At least, I think that’s a real genre. You get the idea.

That was a terrible idea, as it turns out. Because, while I may occasionally enjoy reading “normal” fiction, I was bored to tears writing it. Halfway through my first teen romance, I had to force in a half-done creepy stalker b-plot to keep myself interested. It was good practice, but I’m never letting any of those stories see the light of day. I’m not happy unless there are aliens or monsters or threat of death, it seems.


Big Mike

I never finished any of those projects, by the way. At least, not until senior year in high school, when we had to do a big project in order to graduate. Basically, it meant at least 50 hours spent outside the classroom on a skill that could be turned into a career.

Now, I was never fond of school projects in general, and considering that I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life at the time, you can imagine how stressed I was after we got the news. “SURPRISE! In order to graduate, we’re going to force you to spend 50+ hours of your life on something that may or may not come in handy later on. Good luck! :)”

Honestly, the only worse graduation requirement I can think of would be a surprise community service quota. They call it “volunteering.” I think that, if it’s required to graduate, it doesn’t sound very “voluntary” to me.

Being the procrastinator that I am, I waited to the last possible minute to decide on my topic until I went lurking on my hard drive and found that dust-covered rough draft. And there I had an easy(ish) route to graduation. It seemed like it would take at least fifty hours of my time, and even if I hated every minute of it, I could just drop the whole thing after graduation.

Guess what? I actually enjoyed the process. I still have that first draft, by the way. I may publish it, eventually, but I make no promises.

Now I’m a published author, and you cannot believe how good it feels to be able to say that. My first novel, The Crater in the Sky, is out on Amazon here. It’s the first (and currently only) part of the Pandemonium series, a steampunk-mystery-supernatural romp through the series’  titular fictional city. I’m hoping to have the second book ready in a few months, midyear 2017 at the latest.

Amidst flashes of anxiety, I like to write in my spare time (not just as a job), read, watch movies, annoy my cat, and play video games. The video games especially. I’m a huge nerd, and my favorite TV show of all time is Stargate SG-1.

If I had to pick one food to live on for the rest of my life… probably St. Louis style slow-roast pork ribs. Seriously, I could eat those every day. Get yourself an enameled baking dish, preheat for 225 degrees Fahrenheit, season lightly with salt, pepper, and Italian herb mix, and bake for 4 hours. Delicious, falling-off-the-bone heaven on earth. You don’t even need barbecue sauce.

For anyone hoping to talk to me, I’m on Twitter (@sarahlnewcastle), Email (sarahlnewcastle@gmail.com), Facebook (Sarah L. Newcastle), Goodreads (also Sarah L. Newcastle), and right here in the blog comments. I promise I don’t bite.


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