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Thursday, September 6, 2012

The Cereberus Rebellion


Welcome to Joshua Johnson's virtual blog blitz.  Joshua is the author of  The Cereberus Rebellion.  He's offering mobi copies of his short stories (details available at http://www.gunpowderfantasy.com/products) to one commenter at every stop.  The Grand Prize for one random commentor is The Chesian Wars collection (all published stories) and an additional preluce short story exclusive to the collection.  You can follow the tour at http://www.goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2012/07/virtual-blurb-blitz-tour-cerberus.html


BLURB:

 

One hundred years of peace and prosperity. War changes everything.

 

On the world of Zaria, Elves, magic and mythical beasts coexist beside rifles and railroads. The futures of two nations hang in the balance as rebels and revolutionaries trade gunfire with loyalists and tyrants.

 

Eadric Garrard was raised to believe that as the rightful King of Ansgar, his loyal nobles and fearful subjects answered to his every whim, no matter the cost or consequence. His decision to send his troops thousands of miles away will test that fear, and loyalty.

 

Raedan Clyve was ordinary until an Elven ritual involving a griffin’s heart turned him into something more. Twenty years later, he still struggles with the magics that rage through his body. His mentor holds him back from his full potential and he faces pressure to find a suitable wife and father an heir.

 

Hadrian Clyve has picked up where his father left off and works to expand his family’s influence amongst the Ansgari nobility. His aggressive negotiation of alliances and shrewd choice of marriage agreements has earned him respect, and resentment. When his King calls his troops to arms, Hadrian has other things in mind.

 

After a century of scheming and decades of preparation, Magnus Jarmann is ready to bring his family’s plans to fruition by launching a war of independence that will free his people and return his country to its rightful place among the nations of Zaria. The King’s call to arms creates an opportunity that Magnus cannot afford to miss.

 

In a war, little is held back; in a revolution, nothing is safe.
 
Excerpt:
 
He found the door exactly where Auberon had said it would be: plain oak, set in an unremarkable arch. Raedan dismounted and pressed his right hand to the door; he could feel the magics that held the door closed.
 
The particular spell that had been bound to the archway was different from one magic-user to another, but there were only a handful of spells that could be used on something as plain as the door that stood between Raedan and the library beyond.
 
He touched the onyx at his throat with his left hand and began whispering the first spell. It was the most common of binding spells, and Raedan very much doubted that it would work. He was right. The magic in the door pulsed, but did not dissipate.
 
Raedan found the spell on his fifth attempt. It was an obscure spell that Damon had only mentioned once in passing; Raedan had studied it more in his own time. Had he tried to force the door, he would have found himself unconscious.
 
There was a small, dark room on the other side of the entrance. Raedan left the door open, so the faint glow from the moon would give him some light. Dust covered every surface in the small room. The bookshelves were largely empty, but one contained several thick tomes. Raedan pulled them off of the shelf.
 
He traced the inlaid title on one of the books and smiled. He returned to his horse, tucked the books into his saddle bags and climbed back into the saddle.
 
Raedan turned back toward the gatehouse. The wagons would be arriving soon.
 
 
Author Information:
Joshua Johnson is the author of "Gunpowder Fantasy" The Cerberus Rebellion (due to release in early July) and the creator of the Griffins & Gunpowder universe. When he isn't working or spending time with his family, he writes novels, short stories and novellas.
 
He currently lives in Northern Illinois with his wife and young son. 
 
 
Website: www.gunpowderfantasy.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/authorjkjohnson
 
 

 

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Beyond the Book: Lifesavers

Hi, there.  Welcome to Elaine's blog.  Elaine told my story in her novel Her Kind of Man.  My name is Kara Cochrane, and I'm here today because Elaine asked me to tell you about my parents' autumn tradition.

You see, my parents had three lively girls to raise, and sometimes they needed a break.  Each year as soon as the fall colors arrived, my mom and dad would take a picnic to Lake Robinson.  It was just the two of them.  They wanted to relax, not fish little girls out of the water or argue about hiking up the nature trail. 

Ross and I only have one child, but we liked my mom and dad's idea so much that we've started escaping by ourselves just the way they do.  Here are a few of the pictures we made last fall.  If you and your sweetie are bogged down in the day to day stuff that we all have to do, set aside a day for the two of you to relax, reconnect, and steal a few kisses.  You'll feel better for it.  I promise.  Remember, I'm speaking from experience.


The minute we stepped out of the car, the ducks and geese rushed us.  They're obviously used to tourists because they swarmed all around us.  One of them stepped on my shoe.



Lovely, isn't it?  We took the picture from our canoe.


This picture was taken from our picnic table.  We roasted hot dogs over the fire and had a nice dinner before we drove home. 

You can buy a copy of Her Kind of Man at the following:
http://lachesispublishing.com/proddetail.asp?prod=HerKindofMan

http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=her+kind+of+man

http://www.fictionwise.com/ebooks/b133189/Her-Kind-of-Man/Elaine-Cantrell/?si=0


Picture credits:


http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:HarrisLake.JPG


Sunday, September 2, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday: Silken Whispers

Today's six come from an unpublished manuscript titled The Captain and the Cheerleader.  In this excerpt my hero and heroine who are teachers make the  mistake of kissing at school and get caught by one of their students.


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Susan waited to leave her room until she had composed herself.  She really wished Benjy hadn’t interrupted her and Kurt.  She had enjoyed that kiss!  The feel of his lips on hers and the strength of his arms around her had sent a bolt of desire shooting through Susan that had left her shaken.  She remembered some of what had happened when they spent the night with Mendoza, but her misery over the estrangement with Kurt had caused her to forget the strong physical attraction between them. 

Now, his kiss and the banked passion she sensed inside him made Susan wonder just what it would be like to greet him at the door of their home wearing something soft and silky, something that would slide right off with a silken whisper and leave nothing between his hands and her skin except the faintest trace of perfume.
Liliana Casanova Concorde Silk Luxury Babydoll Nightie...





Saturday, September 1, 2012

Sweet Saturday Sample: How Shocking!

An introduction to Clint Hayes and Rachel Amos my hero and heroine in The Sentence.
The book is available at Barnes and Noble, Amazon, and at httphttp://www.astraeapress.com/#ecwid:mode=product&product=10046831


The Sterling Weekly
 October 10
Upstate Edition

 

Judge Shocks Community

 
By Thomas Bell          Controversial Judge Marion Lowe shocked every person in his packed
Staff Writer                 court last Wednesday when he passed sentence in the Clint Hayes case.  Hayes, twenty seven, who works for Bud Parsons at Bud’s Private Club, was found guilty of burning Saved By Grace Community Church last April. 

 

Originally, Hayes was arrested for arson.  His fingerprints were found on a beer bottle in the church parking lot the night the church burned, but a sheriff’s investigation revealed the fire was caused by a cigarette that Hayes threw into an azalea bed.  Authorities believe the cigarette caused the dry mulch around the bushes to catch fire, and the flames spread to the church.  The building was a total loss.

 

After consultation with Reverend Neal Amos, the pastor of Saved By Grace, Judge Lowe sentenced Hayes to six months in the care of Reverend Amos who in effect will be his jailor. 

 

“The verdict was a surprise,” admitted Rachel Amos, twenty four, the minister’s daughter.  “My father discussed the situation with my mother and me, but to be honest we never dreamed the judge would go along with it.”

 

Several members of Saved By Grace have expressed their support for Reverend Amos’ decision, but they admit there are some who want nothing to do with Hayes.  

 

Local civil rights groups have announced their intention to get the verdict overthrown, but so far Hayes says he wants the sentence to stand.

 

Until the new church is constructed, Saved By Grace is meeting at Sterling High School.  Sunday School is at ten o’clock followed by worship at eleven.  Anyone wishing to make a donation to Saved By Grace’s building fund may do so at People’s National Bank.

Friday, August 31, 2012

RED

Hi there, Fashionistas.  Did you know that red is one of the big colors for fall?   I like this outfit because it's so elegant.  What do you say?  Good way to get your red in, right?

Elegant


James Perse collared dress
net-a-porter.com


MANTU wool coat
$1,575 - farfetch.com



Thursday, August 30, 2012

Do You Oww and Ahh Over Cars?


Do you oww and ahhh over cars?  I usually don’t.  I drive a 2001 Chevy Blazer which still looks fine and runs great, but there are a few cars I can get excited about.  A Jaguar, for instance.  I believe if I got into this car I might be tempted to break the speed limit.  Can you see the speed and sophistication in the design?

I like some classic cars too.  The 1968 GTO is my favorite muscle car. 


I’m also fond of classic Mustangs.  When I was in high school I knew this girl who had a pepto pink Mustang.  I don’t have a picture of it, but don’t you like the Mustang style?  This is the first Mustang ever. Ford started producing them in 1964.
 
Liesel Wolfe, my heroine in Never Trust a Pretty Wolf, has a thing for fast Mustangs.  Liesel and her father restored Mustangs before his death, a hobby she still enjoys.  Besides owning several classic Mustangs, she drives a new blue Mustang.  She was driving that car when she and US Marshal Andy Bryce set out on the biggest adventure of their lives. 
In this excerpt, Liesel is running away from her ex-husband.

The blue Mustang barreled down the interstate at ninety miles an hour. Why had she thought she could escape William’s reach? She didn’t know those men, but she knew plenty more just like them−cold, hardened killers who’d just as soon murder you as look at you. William had surrounded himself with such men.

Liesel grimaced as a slow minivan blocked her way. Joseph knew the truth about William. Oh, he wasn’t any better than William, but he understood his son. Joseph hurt people or ordered hits as needed to further his ‘business’ dealings, but William killed just for the enjoyment of it.

A chill seized her when she remembered the man who had kicked her. She hated him for what he had done, but at the end she had felt nothing but pity for him. When the courts refused to punish him, William had taken justice into his own hands. He had apprehended the detective and taken him to a secluded warehouse.  By the time William finished with him, she felt sure the man had wanted to die.

She had wondered why William insisted she take a ride with him that last afternoon. The doctor had told her to rest, but since she feared William she had gotten into the car with him. He had taken her to the abandoned building where the detective’s body lay. She had taken one look at him and lost her lunch.

“An eye for an eye, Liesel. We lost our baby, but he’s been punished. You can rest easy.”
 
 
 
 
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Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Dreams


I hardly ever remember my dreams.  For a few moments after waking they’re fresh in my mind, but by the time I get out of bed I’ve usually forgotten them.  I had a really wild one last night, but I can’t remember what it was.  I just know it was wild and crazy.  I decided to analyze a few of my dreams that I remember, and this is what I found out.  Bear in mind that before I did this I thought I was a well adjusted individual with a good handle on things.

One of the worst dreams I’ve ever had is about a storm tossed lake with huge, roiling waves.  I did a little research and found that this signifies an emotional battle.  It may also suggest suppressed feelings of hostility, wrath, and terror.  It might also mean that you’re facing hardships in your life.

I’ve also had a recurring dream of being in what looks like a haunted house.  It’s always dark when I enter the front door.  A long staircase that curves to the left is right in front of me.  There’s a window on the landing which is open.  The wind is blowing filmy, white curtains into the landing.  I only get that far, and then I see a door going to the basement.  I come back down the stairs and open the door to the basement.  Two gigantic, black dogs appear at my back, and I take a step downstairs.  At this point, I run away screaming followed by the two dogs who aren’t chasing me.  They’re trying to get away too.  Slow motion of course.

Yikes, what could this mean?  To dream of a haunted house signifies unfinished emotional business related to my childhood or perhaps some repressed memory.  The fact that it’s a recurring dream might point to a conflict or situation in my waking life that remains unresolved.  Some urgent message is trying to get through.  The slow motion parts means I have a lack of self-confidence. 

Well, that was all bad.  I’ve also dreamed of being late.  If you dream of being late it means you’re afraid of some change or that you feel unsupported or unworthy.  You may be overwhelmed or conflicted about your future. 

Now that I know how conflicted I am, let’s analyze my characters in A New Dream.  Both of them have big dreams that ultimately come to pass.

Matt dreams of being a pro-football player.  To dream of playing a sport means that you can accept the rules of society.  It also may reflect the skills that you possess which might make attaining your dream a reality.  Hmm.  Matt sounds better adjusted than I am.

Violet dreams of owning a catering service.  To dream of cooking means you want to take care of others and comfort them.  It also indicates you want affection and closeness to another person.  Folks, I think I just described Violet to a T.

In this excerpt from A New Dream, Matt is giving Violet a ride home after she accidentally smashed the cake he ordered for his brother’s birthday.

Matt lost his mind somewhere between the bakery counter and his reserved parking space. As Stacey had taught him, beautiful women like Violet didn’t want a cripple in their lives.  They didn’t especially want a man with a dull nine to five job either. Still, he’d like to invite her to Chris’s party.

 

Would she go with him if he asked? Something about the way she’d touched him when she scraped the cake off his shirt made him think that maybe she would. Maybe he imagined it, but once or twice he thought she’d been tracing the outline of his pecs.

 

Her eyes sparkled, too. Every time she looked at him her violet blue eyes started to twinkle.  When they did, his chest got tight, and he started to sweat. He thought about it, but he couldn’t remember feeling like that when he and Stacey started going out.

 

Violet demanded his attention by apologizing yet again. “I really am sorry about the cake.”

 

“Forget it. No harm done.” Why was she so concerned about his reaction? Nobody got hurt. Come to think of it, Marjorie too had seemed worried. They were worried about their jobs, he thought in amazement.

 

For the first time he considered the responsibility he owed to the Chef’s Pantry employees. They needed their jobs to put food on the table, pay for college, and make car payments. It was up to him to see that everything ran smoothly so they could keep those jobs.

 

Violet sighed as she ran her finger along the top of the cake box. “It had a football player in a stadium, and I even labeled the lines on the field.”

 

A New Dream is available at http://www.astraeapress.com/#ecwid:category=662245&mode=product&product=2676585 and at most retail outlets including B&N and Amazon.