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Release Party! The Fireborn

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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

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Cover Reveal – The Fireborn!

Fireborn Cover

In the shadowy area where myth and history collide…

Do you see that wonderful picture at the top?  That’s right, that is the cover of The Fireborn!  Don’t you just love it?  As with the cover of Seasons of Imagination, this picture was created by the multi-talented Belinda Borradaile from over at Idiot Writing.

I couldn’t be happier with the cover.  I hope you like it too!

Mark your calendar – the official release will be on August 21!

The Fireborn (Character) from The Fireborn (Book)

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In the shadowy area where myth and history collide…

A couple of weeks ago I introduced our hero, Elliot.  Sure, he can seem a little ridiculous at times, but often people who can imagine the unimaginable are just the people you want when  the nightmare is real.  And what is the nightmare?  Remember the cauldron that I talked about?  The one that Elliot’s brother, William, discovered?  As I stated last week, Elliot thinks that the cauldron is the Cauldron of Resurrection of Celtic myth.  He fears it could be used to create the dreaded fireborn.  Yeah, seriously.  Just what we don’t need running around the world!  Scared?

What are the fireborn, you ask?

When a dead body is placed in the cauldron, an un-dead warrior emerges.  The warrior is blue, like the heart of the flame, with red hair that stands on end, like the tip of the flame.  The body burns with an internal fire and can wear no clothes.  And they are warriors, almost unstoppable and chopping anyone in their way with their sharp swords.  This is a fireborn. Continue reading

Robert

First Day Out

“I need to let you know again that the procedure is very experimental and, well, very illegal,” Dr. Hale said. He could tell by Robert’s expression that he wanted, no needed, to go through with it.

“The animal tests, while promising, were also inconclusive,” Dr. Hale continued. “In almost 25% of the cases the subject was worse after the procedure and in 12% of the cases they died. This for a success rate of only 47%”

Robert blinked twice for “yes”. Dr. Hale sighed. Robert’s organs were failing. He didn’t have much longer and was desperate to try anything. Dr. Hale cursed himself for even mentioning the procedure, but now that Robert had some hope he didn’t want to deny him.

He reminded himself that he should never have taken a friend on as a patient. Continue reading

Late for Dinner (Again)

First Day Out

The entire family jumped at the sound of the door. That is, everyone jumped except for Mom. She just rolled her eyes to the ceiling for a second, muttered something under her breath, and then called out in a terse voice.

“Jason!” she said. “How many times have I told you not to slam the door?”

“But Mom,” Jason said, “zombies!”

“I don’t want to hear it, young man,” Mom said. She turned towards the 13 year old. Her face was bright red, her bulging eyes seemed to be pushed from some great internal force. “You’ve ruined dinner again. We waited, oh we did, again, but did you come home when you promised? Of course not. And how many dinners in a row have you missed? I stopped counting.”

“But Mom, really, zombies,” Jason said. He pointed at the door. His arm was shaking.

Mom turned her back on the boy once again. “Sit,” she said.

“But they’re almost here,” Jason said. He seemed to be on the point of tears. “Please, we need to barricade the door. Do we have guns in the house?”

“Zombies,” Mom said. “Last week you were late because of glittering vampires and the week before a passing wizard gave you a ride on his broomstick. I’m all for an active imagination, but please leave it at the door when it’s time for dinner.”

“But…” Jason was interrupted by a loud banging on the door.

Mom turned around just in time to see the door break down. She screamed at the rotting mass of maggot ridden flesh as it entered the house.

“Told you so,” Jason said. It was the last thing Mom heard.

As a lead up to Halloween I am going to repost some of my stories that have a spooky, sinister or creepy edge to them.  It was originally posted on 7/10/2015.

What Do You Think of This Blurb?

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Although I haven’t kept secret the fact that I wrote a book last year, I rarely bring it up. I did have one post dedicated to the book a month or two ago (or three) but it wasn’t my most well received post. In fact, no matter how you count it, from views to likes to comments, this was possibly my least popular post to date. So, needless to say, I haven’t said much about the book since.

That’s about to change.

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