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Release Party Continues Despite the Sun’s Disappearance

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Hey, how’re you doing?  Come on in.  The party has been going strong all day!

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We took the enormous ancient cauldron, heated it up and people who dare can do an old fashioned hot tub!  We are also playing pin the tail on the zombie using those who dared the plunge into the hot tub as the targets.  It’s harder than you’d think since they are quite nimble and carry swords…  You know how the fireborn are… Continue reading

Release Party! The Fireborn

Fireborn Cover

In the shadowy area where myth and history collide

Hello!  Welcome, welcome!  Come on in.  I have some fine wine open and other beverages available.  There are several types of gourmet cheeses and crackers.  I have fresh veggies and a variety of dips, if needed.  Some fruit.  Hmm, am I missing anything?

2000 Pavillon Rouge Chateau du Margaux

Oh!  The book! Continue reading

Wisps – #writephoto -Towards the Light

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Photo by Sue Vincent

Note – this is the latest part of the story, Towards the Light.  Click here for previous.  Go to the Table of Contents. Or start at the beginning: (click here for part 1 – The Tunnel)

“Be patient, my friend,” a voice whispered in my ear.

I jumped.  I had fallen asleep on the vast, stony plain waiting for the deep, rocky voice to make up its mind.  The eastern sky was beginning to lighten and showed me that it wasn’t really a plain.  There were hills and outcroppings, yet nothing lived in the desert of stone.

“Who…?” I started to ask.

“Shhhh,” the voice said, like a breeze through the trees.  “Just listen, don’t speak.  Don’t nod.  Don’t acknowledge me in any way.”

I felt a deep rumble and heard a voice, like an earthquake, repeating, “What to do?  What to do?  What to do?” over and over. Continue reading

Alone – #writephoto – Towrds the Light

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Photo by Sue Vincent

Note – this is part seven of the story, Towards the Light.  Click here for previous.  Go to the Table of Contents. Or start at the beginning: (click here for part 1 – The Tunnel)

As we waited for the Watchers to decided our fate, I studied the rock enclosure.  It felt odd that in the place of the Watchers, nobody was paying attention to me, leaving me alone.  The place we were seated was more than just a widening of the chasm we had followed.  It was created were two of the fissures crossed, with four massive corners.  The sun had long ago set deep down in our culvert, but the sky up above was still glowing orange and red.  As I looked, I realized that someone was looking back.

At each of the four rock corners was a face.  Looking closer I saw that they were triple faces carved by nature into the living rocks. Continue reading

Watchers – #writephoto (Towards the Light)

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Note – this is part six of the story, Towards the Light.  Click here for previous.  Go to the Table of Contents. Or start at the beginning: (click here for part 1 – The Tunnel)

The windmill creaked and groaned in the evening breeze.  We had walked right up to it without any problems.  What had the wizard meant when he said it was one of the Beasts?

As if hearing my thought, Whindel stopped, smiled at me and waved a hand.

In place of the windmill was a crouching giant.  The giant became aware that it had been exposed and stood up, its face turning bright red.  He turned to leave. Continue reading

Towards the Light

As some of you may have noticed, I have started another serial story.  The difference between this story and other serialized stories I’ve posted is that this new one is based on prompts from Sue Vincent’s #photowrite. Every week she puts up one of her wonderful photographs and a word to describe it.  I use the word as the title (and make sure it is used in story) and base the story on the photo.  Well, it is no longer a story for each photo, but a new chapter in a longer narrative.

The title of the series is “Towards the Light”.  Of course one reason for the title is that the first chapter is “The Tunnel”.  So we are heading for the light at the end of the tunnel….

As with my other serial stories, I really didn’t plan on it being very long.  Well, surprise ;)  Since it started very short, I didn’t worry about navigation.  Since I just posted the sixth installment, I decided to add navigation to the top and bottom of each new chapter.  I also put up a new Page for the story – Table of Contents. Continue reading

Messenger – #writephoto

Photo by Sue Vincent

Note – this is part four of the story, Towards the Light.  Click here for previous.  Go to the Table of Contents. Or start at the beginning: (click here for part 1 – The Tunnel)

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An ancient raven slowly beat its wings as it rose above the village.  Where was this?  I couldn’t figure it out.  For a moment I thought I saw Cate and Leo, only they were birds, not children.  It quickly grew hazy.  I heard voices and tried to make my way to them.  After a moment, I discovered that the way to the voices was as simple as opening my eyes.

At first I didn’t recognize my surroundings, but I soon realized that I was in the old underground cell, a prisoner of the dwarves.  I must have fallen asleep and had been dreaming.  And yet, I knew that Cate and Leo had been turned into birds and had escaped our prison to find help.

I glanced over at my companion, which was the source of the voices and did a double take.  The wizard was now twins.  Twins?  I looked closer and realized that the little man to the right was the magician I had been talking to, Whindell, while the other one was someone else. Continue reading

Mystical Lands

West Dennis Beach, Halloween

We go to mystical lands
Beneath the cover
Bright shining world
Fairytale lover

Visit exotic shore
Dreamscape land
All in our head
With you in my hand

We reach the stars
Just with our feelings
Fly without bounds
No heed of ceilings

Cuddled with you in my arms
We are safe indoors
But our feelings and minds
Takes to the skies and freely soars

You take me there
As no other can
You take me away
When I am your man

In the end we must part
You return to your shelf
Me, in the mundane world
Am left by myself

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An ode to a good book.  Or is it? ;)

Now, About My Cousin

Moon - 8/8/2014

I feel so stupid. I’m not sure why I didn’t see it earlier.

My cousin Dennis came for a visit. Dennis had always been the black sheep of the family, a funny analogy on several levels. You see, Dennis owns a sheep ranch in Montana so I guess you should call him a shepherd rather than a sheep. And then, well, let’s just say I bet he plays several roles on his ranch. Continue reading

Time for a Rewrite

FirebornLast week I found and interesting challenge while reading Barb Taub’s blog. She quotes Marshall McLuhan who once said that a good way to choose a book is to read page 69. If you like the page, buy the book. Barb asked readers to submit page 69 of their work or WIP. I decided to take a look.

The first thing I did was turn to page 69 of the document in Word. I started reading and was aghast. The page was just filled with the most awful drivel I’ve ever read. Uhg. I mentioned it to Barb in a comment. Not only did she encourage me to go ahead and post, but she gave me a quick way to find the approximate page in a bound book. I looked at the new page. It was pretty bad, but not quite as awful as the other page. Continue reading