Yep, went to the city on Friday instead of hiding out. My lady had a medical appointment, so off we went. It was spooky as hell. I drove along normally busy streets, but there was no traffic. Bemused, I remarked upon it.
“Look at the parking lots.” That observation from Lady K showed me where everyone was. I swear, there wasn’t an empty parking spot in the entire city. However, that didn’t last. By two o’clock there was utter gridlock everywhere. I swear, if I was a student again I’d be working up a thesis on this phenomenon.
So, for the next week we’ll be hiding out and recouping from that exhausting trip. I’ll be working on the next book in the Forgotten Worlds Series. I’m really enjoying these stories, and actually wondering who or what these characters will bump into next. If you haven’t yet read ECHO, here’s where to find her:
Today I’ll give you a bit of background about how SUVI came to be. I’ve had the idea of Forgotten Worlds in mind for years, The Elvish Chronicles were my first foray into that idea. In that series the humans have managed to survive and thrive, but have fallen back into a Medieval world which they share with other species. You can find that series and more here: All the good stuff!
In SUVI, I took a different approach. Here the humans weren’t able to survive the harsh realities of an alien planet with any success. The planet’s indigenous species have driven the humans underground and also mutated several of them. In this reality, the last of the humans are saved by the great ship that brought them to the planet, or are they? Find out here:
This was one of those books that demanded to be written. I awakened in the middle of the night with a voice in my head. The first two chapters were written before I was allowed to sleep. I love it when a story grabs me like that.
I’ll sign off for now and get my butt back to work. I have another Children of the Wild story to complete.
Well, last week I told you we were bringing the Children of the Goddess series to an end, even gave you a peek inside. As promised, you get another peek inside, but also a glimpse at the outside.
As the darkness gathers, something moves within the shadows. Shadow is rising, and powerful men begin to fear. So, here’s a rough take on the cover for Shadow Ascending.
Now a peek inside:
Thunder was facing off against Dex. “I don’t like it, not one damn bit.”
“What you or I like, or do not like, is irrelevant, large human. The goddess gave me direction to billet the machine riders away from the others.”
“Not happening. I …”
“What’s the problem here?”
Faced with an angry biker twice her size, Ellen swallowed hard, but didn’t back down. “I’m Ellen, Lady Shadow’s wife, companion, other half, whatever title will work for you. Who’re you?”
“I’m not even going to ask.”
“Thanks for that.”
All right now, that’s all you get this time. I’ll show you more later. Now, for those of you who (like me) hate to see a good series come to an end, be at peace. A brand new series will soon be here. (We’re shooting for early summer.)
So pick up your copy of Lady Blue here and get started. Catch up before Shadow Ascending gets here.
Yes, the end is coming, but there’s no need to panic, just get ready for a rocking great story. A few years ago I wrote what I thought would be a stand alone book, Lady Blue. However, it grew into a full series of six books, and now number seven is in the hands of the publisher.
Shadow Ascending will be the final book in this series as it completes the hidden story arc that began in the first chapter of Lady Blue. I can’t wait for you to read it and get your feedback. Here’s a peek inside the covers.
Too late the men aboard the chopper saw the gigantic form falling toward them. The helicopter’s rotor blades shattered against the dragon’s claws and the machine plunged toward the ground. The armored warrior fleeing from the soldiers glanced over her shoulder then raised her arm high. As the dragon banked above her she leaped into the air. Lacy, clinging to the dragon’s spinal ridge, leaned down and grasped Lenora’s hand, pulling her up onto the beast’s back. “Hey there, pretty girl, did you miss me?”
So, there it is, the first hint. hehehe If you don’t know who those characters, then get busy, I’ve included a link to Lady Blue above. Now, we all know that when one door closes another opens, and it’s the same for stories. There’s a new series on the horizon, should make its debut later this spring or early summer, so stay tuned to this blog for updates.
I believe that ordinary people are capable of remarkable feats. I’ve always believed that given the right circumstances people can tap into the well of limitless possibilities. I saw this more than once as an athlete and coach many years ago. I’ve seen it more recently through the anecdotes people post on social media.
Despite this, we are all inundated with negativity and bad news stories every day. And this has seeped into entertainment as television series have become darker, filled with tragedy and angst-ridden plots that drag on season after season.
This is not my idea of entertainment and I’m betting it isn’t yours either. I want to offer you something different and invite you to find out more about me and the stories I tell….
Now, here’s what a couple of folks think of my storytelling.:
Great addition to the Children of the wild series. I was hoping you would add an herbivore (that’s not an insane elk) to your were family. What a fun story. Please keep them coming.
Keep putting out the children of the wild series love them. Ronnie and Igor are great along with Derek and Jillian. It’s nice to see the other characters as well. Can’t wait to see what comes next in the wild series and I have no problem recommending this book to my friends.
So, my point is, there’s a few folks out there who like a story with a more upbeat ending. How about you, do you prefer happy endings, or do you prefer dark and foreboding cliffhangers? Drop a comment, let me know what you really like.
I’ve been bantering with one of my characters on Facebook, and have been asked who she really is. Okay, here’s the Lady Hawk.
She is Dr. Rhonda Stockman, veterinarian. Rhonda was an emotionally abused woman who went into Veterinary Medicine so she could spend more time with animals than people. As she neared thirty years of age she was still single, and there was little trace of the happy mischievous child she had been.
One fateful day she stopped to try to release a young hawk that was caught in some wires. The hawk sank it’s beak into her arm just as there was an explosion. She awakened high above the land, but not falling.
After days of terror, denial, and dozens of other emotions, she came to terms with the fact she was a bird. At this point she noticed a woman and a bear on the ground. The bear changed into a man, and then back again. Rhonda followed them for weeks, hoping to learn the secret of controlling the change. In time, she did.
When Rhonda was blended with the hawk she took on it’s fierce and independent nature. Her mischievous side reappeared as well. This is how we find her in The Hawk and the Wolf, but she first appeared in The Vampire’s Lair.
It occured to me today that, oddly enough, I’m not the only one who works at home … alone. So many writers, and artists do so as well. For the most part it’s a good thing as it gives us the opportunity to let out creative imaginations fly free.
However, as so many of you also know, it’s not like that every day. Some days it’s like this:
Yeah, and other days it worse. I don’t know about any of you, but I’m willing to bet that, like me, some days some of you’d kill for some adult company, even if for just a chat over tea, anything to see another human face.
I’m lucky, my lady love will soon close her shop in the city and move everything to her home studio, but for today, I’m sulking. (Writer’s block sucks, perhaps I’ll switch to knitting for today.)
I could be wrong, I guess. How about you? Any of you ever get like that?
I’ve been asked many times, “Where do you get your stories?” The short answer is, I make them up. That’s called writing fiction. How do I make them up? Okay, here’s an example, start with a character, then let them tell you their story. This is how I came to write Hell Comes Home.
I’ll start with how I found the main character. Characters can come at you from anywhere, and they will if you let them. As a confirmed people watcher I often find in the people that pass me by. Here’s an example from one of my books.
A friend and I were on our way to the city. Once aboard the ferry boat she took off with her camera and I settled behind the wheel with a Stone Age laptop. (paper and pen) Once the boat was loaded I noticed a very attractive young woman beside our car. She was dressed in purple leathers and sitting astride a purple motorcycle. She looked rather pensive as she gazed out over the waters. For just a moment she looked like a super hero from the movies. I turned to a fresh page and began writing.
No, I didn’t start writing a story, no chapter one. I started with a quick physical description and a few notes on her mood, her attire, her motorcycle, etc. I then moved on to some possible reasons for her mood. Could have been anything, but the story sprang from those few things. No, I didn’t talk to her, didn’t want to know her name or anything about her. I write fiction. I can’t bring too much of a person into the character. That’s not fair to the real person nor is it fair to the reader. No, I have to let my imagination supply the rest. So, I went on with the day.
Later on that trip I saw a girl in Starbucks writing. She was writing poetry. Hmm, okay, I can use that. In the bookstore a graphic novel about a demon hunter caught my eye. The word demons went in my notes.
So now I need to know a bit about this girl. Who is she? What’s her life been like? There’s a news story about a teenage runaway. Okay, that will work. What else? Okay, from my head, she joined the military, special forces, black ops, becomes disillusioned, gets out to go home.
Now she’s real. She’s the heroine of my book Hell Comes Home, a story about a kick ass woman trying to make a place for herself in a world gone mad.
So, that’s it, folks and fans, that’s how a main character, and her story, is born in my world. This process may work for you, maybe not. Everybody works differently. The thing is, take a hard look at what works for you then find the strengths in that.
Best of luck in your reading / writing. Oh, and if there’s a topic you would like me to discuss, mention it in the comments. Feel free to ask questions too.
I was recently asked ( again) why I continue to write. I gave a few standard answers, it’s what I do, I’m a writer and can’t stop, etc. easy stuff. Later that evening as I sat mulling over that question, I had to admit to myself the real reason.
I’m 68 years old, I could have another 40 more good years, or I could run out of time tomorrow, nobody knows for sure. When I leave this life for the next one, what will I leave behind? I’ve always aimed for one main thing in this life, to leave this world a better place than I found it. I like people, and yet I see people getting more and more stressed as time passes. There’s the key to the question.
The stories I write have one overriding purpose, not to scare you, not to educate you, not to jerk your emotions around, but to take you away from this stress filled life for a few hours, maybe even offer you some hope. Join me in a different world, share the adventure, and be assured before you start, you will find a reasonably happy ending, even if the book is part of a series.
That’s why I do what I do, folks. These stories are my legacy, what I can leave behind to hopefully better someone’s life, if only for an hour or so. It’s my hope to reach as many people as possible to share the adventure with, so, pull on your PJs, fetch that mug of tea, and curl up in your favorite chair for a while, and let me tell you a story, make you smile.
Speaking of which, keep an eye out, there’s a new one coming in a few days. Oh, sign up for my newsletter too, more good stuff in there, button’s just a bit further down.