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Everyone struggles, everyone is on a journey. Don’t judge your progress by someone else’s.

 

Have a peaceful day.

 
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I love April, and not just because it’s my birth month.

ANYWHO, I hope y’all are doing well. I apologize for being so quiet on this page.

 

April plans;

  • Wrap up editing on BP
  • Writing book 2.
  • Get back to writing Friday Flash Fic
  • Get back to regular posting here.

 

What are your plans?
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This little fella hung out in front of the car for about ten minutes before flying away.

 

 

 
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This little fella hung out in front of the car for about ten minutes before flying away.

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*

When in doubt, nap. ~ unknown

Be kind to each other.

~NPhoenix

*picture was found on facebook, I couldn’t find info on the photographer or the story behind it. If you happen to know, please tell me. It makes me want to write a kids book XD

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The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

Emma Lazarus (November 2, 1883)

 

May you be at peace.

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An Update

Jan. 20th, 2017 02:58 pm
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I have been dealing with sick kids, hubs and self, job applications, interviewing (I got the job! YAY) after being let go from a retail position I fell in love with. I’ve also been fighting depression. Some, I know, is cause by the mess of the past two years. Some is caused by my guilt over messing up and missing personal goals because of life. And some is caused by this circus of an election. And there is a lot on my mind about it. I’ve gone into great length to discuss it with the kids, the hubs, but not here.
I am out of practice, of writing, of expressing myself. Living has become less living and more surviving.

I don’t want to survive, I wanna LIVE!

There is so much on my mind, so much I want to say, and I see other writers saying what I’m thinking and I nod, I silently agree and figure hey, they said it, I don’t have to. My writing is not the powerful political protests put out by my peers. Rather escapism. And that has been looked down on for years. Pshaw, escapeism, worthless. Says the critics and literary snobs who look down their nose at anything less than the ‘Great American Novel’.
And so I go to write and I feel guilty. There are all these IMPORTANT issues that must be addressed and what am I pounding away at? A fallout fan fic, a story about shapeshifting dragons, or a bastard prince who wormed his way into my soul and won’t leave me alone. I step away, load up the ps4 and try not to feel like a worthless hack, after all, isn’t that what they say a fantasy writer is? Just a hack.

My posts are, if I compare them to those I idolize, pathetic. Little bits of updates on the life of a struggling to stay sane person. Nothing like Scalzi, Bear, Hines and Wendig to name a few. Why bother?

But oddly enough, sometime over the past couple days, I started to re-evaluate my opinion on myself (which is a bit crappy, I’ll admit), and my writing. I write fantasy. My stories take place away from here. The struggles of the lives of people strong, weak, inspiring, pathetic, people who face their demons. Some overcome, some fail, and some just hang on my the skin of their teeth. I write people, emotions, relationships. I give the reader a way to escape the bleakness of their own lives by temporarily giving them a chance to live other lives.

There’s a gamer shirt I want, it says ‘I’m a gamer, not because I don’t have a life, but because I choose to have many’ Same goes for being a reader. We live the lives of the characters we read about. Sometimes it’s easier to face the trials and tribulations in a story that facing the seemingly endless, and sometimes hopeless future that is laid out before us. We need to allow ourselves time to disconnect. To step away from the now, the constant and overwhelming influx of information, to escape from here.

It can be healing. Especially if you connect with a character who reminds you of yourself. When you see them triumph, it can give you hope. It can give you something to hold on to.

Writing those safe places, those foxholes of the mind, that’s important.

Escapism is important.

Being allowed to step away, let the troubles of the world fade against the adventure in a story, allows the mind time to rest. And for someone, like myself, whose mind NEVER shuts off, letting it rest in such a way is important. What I write, is important.

I may not be as skilled as other writers, when detailing the political quagmire we find ourselves in. I do not have the spoons to delve deeply into the why of today. But I can give you a place to get away, to rest from the battles we are on the verge of facing.

Elizabeth Bear made a series of tweets this morning, tweets that helped me this one in particular struck a deep chord in me;


Silence=Death.
Stand up. Hold hands. Sing.
Stand up again.
One more time, stand up.
Stand up. Hold hands. Sing.
Don’t give up.
You can follow her over here and I would highly recommend it, if for no other reason than she’s got some cute kitten pictures.

*takes a deep breath*

If you are feeling suicidal, please, please call the National Suicide Prevention Hotline: 1 800-273-8255 or go to their website suicidepreventionlifeline.org

You are far more loved than you realize, I promise you. And believe it or not, things will get better, no matter how bleak they may seem.

The Patreon:

I may have screwed up the order of the chapters, see the comment about sick kids. This weekend I’ll be prepping stuffs and making sure I’m not borking it up too badly. Those of you who are Patrons, thank you so much! I do appreciate it. Those of you who can’t, no worries, I understand. Sometimes even $1.00 is too much in these tight times, I get it. Is all good.

 

You can check out the patreon over here; https://www.patreon.com/NPhoenix

 

Summup;

This is going to be a tough few years, but we can get through it. Stay strong, we’ll make it.

Thank you, my readers, for sticking with me.

~ NPhoenix

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The Plague

Jan. 6th, 2017 06:56 am
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We’re sick here at Casa De La Phoenix, myself, the monkeys and the spouse type person. The posts I was hoping to write got pushed aside in a fit of coughing and hacking up lungs. blech.

Work has officially ended, I am back in the ‘unemplyed/self employed’ catagory. Gotta love that seasonal stuff. I had a blast, made some great friends, and am now debating my next move.

The patreon is live! I am super excited about it. There is so much to the Avaria stories, I’m almost bouncing in excitement. For those of you new to my blog/site/thingy you can peek at the planned book list over here. It’s a huge list, this stuff needs to get set free.

I hope you are all recovering from the disaster that was 2016. Time for me to get back to writing, and being ME.

 

~NPhoenix

 

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Jan. 2nd, 2017 10:34 am
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It launched yesterday, while I was at work, without a hitch, as far as I know. This week, being the last I’m at my job (seasonal work), will be a mix of business building, editing and diving into book 2 which needs a near total rewrite. 

So, the patreon page is over here if yinz wanted to take a look. 

2017 is the Avaria year, join me in this journey. 

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Monday

Dec. 19th, 2016 07:17 am
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I spent yesterday afternoon printing out BP and last night, skimming over it. There is something so exciting about seeing it all printed up in front of me.

Of course now I’m starting to get nervous, and worried, and anxious and brain is screaming ‘WTF ARE YOU DOING IT’S NOT PERFECT!?!?!’

Which brings me to this common problem with writers. Perfectionism. This idea to postpone pushing forward so you can make the story perfect!

But we are not perfect. And what we make doesn’t have to be. No, really, it doesn’t. Don’t get me wrong, I am going to do the best job I can in getting my stuff as fine tuned as I can without killing the ‘voice’ or the story. But sometimes the mind clings to the familiar of editing/rewriting to avoid the scary proposition of setting the story free, we cling to the comfortable lament ‘it’s not perfect’ to avoid the criticism of strangers of what we write. So many people have edited the spark out of the stories they write that what they have left is dull, lifeless and it is a disservice to the idea that got them to write it in the first place.

So I’m sitting here now, forcing myself to not over edit, to not stress too badly about what people ‘might’ think and enjoy the process.

I’m also going to go and reward myself by catching up on Valerie Ford’s Advent Story over on Patreon (which y’all should really go check out. Val is awesome, and her writing is GREAT.

 

Hope you all have a great day!  ~ NP

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“I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.”
Douglas Adams, The Salmon of Doubt

 

Working on the Patreon backoffice and resting my feet. How are you doing? I hope your sunday is a peaceful one. gift giving eve is next saturday, try not to stress too much folks. ~ NP

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I’ve been talking about it for a while, I’ve been getting things sorted and set up and all I needed for the final decision was to settle on which project. I was going to go with E1 at first. but then I went to reread some of the Zandercrack. And that did it. This project has been sitting, mostly finished, for a couple of years, and even with typos and a few things I need to rearrange, it is a pretty good story. It’s time Zander was set loose upon the world. So here we go, my Patreon page is getting the final touches. I will be posting publicly and on Jan 1st, 2017, The Bastard Princewill go live.

I can barely contain my excitement. It’s TIME.

 

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Seriously 2016 can just die already. So much crap has filled this year that I shut down almost completely.

We are in a new home, a new situation, I’m working and hubs health is in decline. I’m preparing something which will be (I hope) big coming this Jan, and a rethinking of life, goals, and writing in general.

 

The Election;  I usually avoid politics over here, but I will not be quiet. What the actual fuck? How can so many people support a fascist, racist, sexist, egotistical, narcissistic bastard like that orange thing? My heart hurts for my beloved America. He does not represent the America I love, the America whose ideals I hold dear. No, America isn’t perfect, but it’s about to get hideous thanks to that lying cretin. There’s so much I want to say and I just can’t seem to put it in words correctly. **breathes deeply**

I almost don’t have the ‘spoons’ to deal with it. I have to, I know, but damn I’m tired.

 

So what is in store for next year?

 

Well now, I’m currently doing some brainstorming and planning. I’m setting up something that *I* think will be cool.

and I feel like I need to apologize. For dropping off the face of the internets. I’m so sorry. I feel like I let people down, and I’m having a hard time shaking that feeling.

Allrighty, time to get some writing done.

 

~ N Phoenix

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An Interview with Schrodinger

(Author’s note: I was going to answer the questions myself, but Schrodinger found the email first, and he begged, and, well, I couldn’t say no. So if you were hoping for an interview with Val, I’m sorry. You get a CrossCat instead. – Val)

Interviewer: I’ve never interviewed a CrossCat before, so if you don’t mind, can you tell me a little about your species?

Schrodinger: Well, we’re the most intelligent species of cat out there, although others may disagree. We’re born in litters in Dens, and most of us wander for a bit, then go back home and start families of our own. My sister has nearly twenty kits! She’s older than me, though.

Interviewer: Will you head back to the Den eventually as well?

Schrodinger: No one can tell the future. *eyes the interviewer* Can you?

Interviewer: *laughs a bit nervously* No, not me.

Schrodinger: Then we’ll just have to see!

Interviewer: Okay. How did you come to end up in the Cove, then?

Schrodinger: That’s a long story, and I promised it to someone else. Next question?

Interviewer: What’s your favorite part of living in the Cove?

Schrodinger: All the people! And Molly! And Drew! And Lily and Kaylee and Zoey and Jack! I’m totally a people person. Oh, and Pavel comes in, and there are cupcakes and Molly’s an amazing cook. And there are books! And music! *pauses, cocking his head to one side* Actually, I don’t think I have a favorite part.

Interviewer: I can tell! What do you want to do in the future, Schrodinger?

Schrodinger: How far in the future?

Interviewer: Um, I don’t know. In general?

Schrodinger: Well, I still want to travel. Pavel’s promised to take me on the ship at some point, although we don’t know when. Oh, and I’m going to Baltimore in a few days! And then Concord, North Carolina the week after that! Val’s taking me to Balticon and ConCarolinas, to promote the new book! And Molly is even letting me take some tea with me!

Interviewer: *looks at her notebook* So tell us, Schrodinger, are you a bathroom singer?

Schrodinger: Isn’t everyone? I’m not sure I could trust someone who doesn’t sing in the bathroom. *thinks for a moment* Although I don’t know – I guess it’s a personal preference. Do YOU sing in the bathroom?

Interviewer: Sometimes.

Schrodinger: Who do you think sounds best in the bathroom: Adele, or Billy Joel?

Interviewer: You know, I’m supposed to be the one asking questions here. But honestly, it depends on the song and the mood.

Schrodinger: *nods* I also like Danny Elfman, but Molly says that the Oogie Boogie Song first thing in the morning is a bit creepy for her.

Interviewer: I can see that. So we have some questions from some of your fans here.

Schrodinger: I have FANS???

Interviewer: Of course you do. Didn’t you know that?

Schrodinger: Hang on a second. *runs into the kitchen, shouting, “Molly, did you know I have FANS????” Comes back a few moments later* Sorry about that. You were saying?

Interviewer: Yes. One of your fans wants to know what you do for fun on a rainy day to amuse yourself?

Schrodinger: It depends. If we’re here, I usually help Molly in the kitchen, or I’ll read. Sometimes I like to go out and help DC and Aunt Margie shelve. I’m good at finding things. And I nap a lot. *thinks a bit more* I can always go find some fun too. There are a lot of interesting Roads around here. Sometimes I just go exploring.

Interviewer: If there was one person you could have lunch with, alive or dead, who would it be?

Schrodinger: Captain Carter, the man who discovered Carter’s Cove.

Interviewer: Really? Why?

Schrodinger: So I could thank him. Without him, Carter’s Cove wouldn’t be here, Molly wouldn’t be Molly, and I’d’ve never met her. And then I’d be a very sad CrossCat, although I probably wouldn’t know why.

Interviewer: Is there anything else you’d like your fans to know?

Schrodinger: Come see me at Balticon and ConCarolinas! I’ll have tea! And books! And maybe some prizes…..

Winter’s Secrets, the first book in the Carter’s Cove stories, is out in ebook and trade paperback on May 26th. Follow Schrodinger on Twitter at @MollysSchrodngr, and Val Griswold-Ford at @vg_ford.

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Thank you so much, Schrodinger (and Val 😉 ) for stopping by.

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My truck won’t start. So the kids and I are tackling the housework and then I am going to write. I scene listed (some people call it outlining) last night and want to write those juicy scenes out. I’m feeling fairly good about things, despite the truck issue.

May Plans;  Writing. I am going to try to focus on The Bastard Prince, but I won’t fight it if my attention drifts to something else. I’m just happy to be writing again, I almost don’t care what I’m working on.

June, July, August: I’m hoping that by getting back into the habit of writing daily, will carry me through the summer. I’m hoping to get Elemental Truth ready to go for September however this is the summer so I’m not going to guarantee anything.

Fall: Next fall I’m going to have one kid starting his senior year and the youngest two starting kindergarten. I’m also hoping to go back to school myself. My goals for the rest of the year is to have both E1 & BP published by the end of year. Lofty? Perhaps. But both are soooo close to being done that I think it’s not impossible. I also have a mostly finished angel apocalypse story that’s been quietly nagging at me to finish it. Like the other books there are a couple fill in spots and thats it. I had a snippet of it up a while ago.

I hope your week goes well. **waves**

 

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Regarding the Serial.

Due to life and other issues I haven’t been able to give my all in getting this up in a timely fashion. So This weekend I’ll be pulling down what is posted. This has been an interesting learning experience. Not sure I’ll do a serial ever again.

My apologies. E1 should be released in ebook and print form by September. I’ll keep you guys posted.

 

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Feb update

Feb. 20th, 2016 06:55 pm
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I have internet again!

So I should have made the date for E1 restart for march, not feb, mainly because of the internet (or lack of) SO, back on track, taking things one at a time. March, we should be go for launch to get E1 wrapped up. Sometime this summer, E1 will go on sale in both ebook and paperback formats, and the writing of E2 will commence. I am hoping to also finish BP but I’m not setting a date on that just yet. For a number of reasons. Hope you guys had a great feb so far,

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MLK Day

Jan. 18th, 2016 11:25 am
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I have some thoughts about MLK day, but I have some serious brain fog and not feeling well. So I may try something about it another day. in the meantime, 8 degrees and me don’t mix well, lol. Instead I thought I’d just give a quick update on the state of the Phoenix.
Last week was, in short, brutal. We, the Forward Motion community, lost a dear friend. It was wonderful seeing the community pulling together as we all tried to comfort her family as they struggle to readjust to life without her.
On the heels of that, the world lost the talents of two fantastic entertainers; David Bowie (aka The Goblin King from the movie Layrinth), and Alan Rickman whom I knew best for his performance as Severus Snape from the Harry Potter movies. It left me feeling a bit bruised, a bit worn and very, very sad. I could just feel the devastation felt by their families as they, like my dear friend J.A. Marlow, struggle to adjust to life without a huge part of their family. I wish I could pull them into a hug and let them know, we cry & mourn with you. But then again, seeing the response on social media, I have no doubt that they know it.
There’s a lot more I could say, but its been said by others more articulate than I.
Life is a precious thing. One must always appreciate it. And it can change in such a swift moment and leave us wondering what the hell happened.

In writing news.
I’ve been working on E1. I’ve managed to knock out several chapters edit wise, hoping to wrap it all up by this next weekend and then start back with posting the first week of February. I like how this is going though there are a few scenes I’m a touch nervous about sharing. **shrugs** oh well. We’ll see how it goes.
Once E1 is done I may tackle writing E2. At least a rough first draft.
Or I may dive into Zander’s story and try to finish it over the rest of the year.
So many possibilities.

Hope you all have a great week.

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One day a week we should take a day to just let ourselves be us. To unwind and rejuvinate your soul. I love music, often I find it calms and soothes me more than anything else. A friend on facebook shared this group a while back and I just love their sound. Post Modern Jukebox. Here are a couple songs they’ve covered and it wows me every time. I found out they’ll be in Pittsburgh in November and I want to go see em.

 

Hope your Sunday is a day you can relax, throw on some music that soothes your soul, and have time for you!

 

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It’s hard to believe it’s been 14 years. How the world has changed.

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One of my fav things to do, outside of writing and hanging with the kids, is video games. These two are on my OMGIMUSTGETTHESE list!


I cried. I won’t lie. I effing cried when I saw that vid. Then I squealed and woke up the whole damn house XD

~*~

 Kid got me into the Fallout games. I saw this vid and just…. between these two games, I feel like I’ve been suckerpunched. I.can’t.wait!

Now for you, my ghostly readers, what do YOU like to do, aside from reading? What are you looking forward to in the coming months?

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The kids are in school, ALL of them! Hubs is on a new job, and I’m trying to regain my balance. So here’s an update, and some thoughts and hopefully the roughest stuff is behind me. For this year. Hopefully. I really need an effing break! LOL

The State of ME:

Kid who was in so much trouble is coming home for good in about two weeks. Hopefully things will be smoother. He’s changed, grown and I’m hopefully that this is for real this time. There is nothing more heartbreaking than a child making a set of decisions that will only lead him to an early and violent grave.

After my father-in-law’s death in April, everything in the household just seemed to go to shit. It’s taken me months to get moving again. I’ve gained weight (bleh) and let things slide that I don’t usually let slide. So I’m up and moving again.

Writing;

It seems to be inching back. The ideas never went away, the motivation to write while dealing with the other crap just *poofed**. I’m working on an Anthology story for the FM Anthology, but I’m not sure it’ll be done in time. And I may have just re-plotted the last half of E1. Again. I think this makes the fifth or sixth time. **rollseyes**

So where does this leave the serial?

Now that’s a tough one. OCD me wants to take it down because… shit it’s been months since I was consistant with it. But other me wants to plug away, finish the damn thing, so I can say I did.

Take note; before you start a serial make DAMN sure it’s ready to go. I thought this was, I was wrong. Obviously.

This year was supposed to be the year of the serials. It’s turned out to the year of procrastination. But the year isn’t over and I have time to yank this back the way it needs to go.

I was thinking, considering, pondering putting together a newsletter of sorts. Maybe every other month or something like that. But that may be one bit too much.

Another thought, for anyone actually reading this, is the website loading all right for you? Please let me know if you have problems. *I’ve* been having trouble with it, but it could just be my computer. Anyways, hope you all have a great weekend!

 

 

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Summer has flown by, I’ve been offline and out of touch. I’ve been planning out some changes with the site and writing and the damn serial that stalled. Keep an eye on the blog…

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It is perfectly okay to write garbage—as long as you
edit brilliantly.
– C. J. Cherryh

Have a great day!

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If you can tell stories, create characters, devise incidents, and have sincerity and passion, it doesn’t matter a damn how you write.
– Somerset Maugham

Have a wonderful day!

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Happy June.

So life has a habit of kicking our asses when we’re not expecting it. At this rate, I feel like it’s all that has been happening on our home front. Some things; first, I’ve noticed the website is being a brat when I try to load it, is this universal, or is it just my computer? If you have problems, please drop me a note so I can fix the site.

Life in general, well it’s been frustrating. My father in law passed away in April, we went back to Oklahoma for the funeral, and on returning my husband’s job slowed to a crawl. I’ve got a job interview tomorrow **crosses fingers** and we’re kindof struggling to figure out how we’re going to pay the bills. I usually try to keep this pretty neutral and keep as much of my personal life off of this site, but this stuff has severely and negatively affected my writing and editing.

I keep saying I need to write up a post on time management. Once I figure it out, lol.

Depression’s a bitch, and she’s been parked on my shoulders for the past year or two. It’s far beyond just being sad. This has been apathy, some very negative feelings about myself, my goals and my writing. Yes I’m working on myself. Yes I’ve got meds and yes I’ve got therapy. It’s one step at a time. One challenge at a time.

Right now my writing & pubbing goals are fairly simple;

  • Get E1 finished. I have some major rewriting to do at the end (I seem to have misplaced/lost edits I’d done of the last part of the book)
  • Get back on a schedule of some sort. I had a schedule for the site, I’d like to get that going again.
  • Get myself back to writing regularly. Once upon a time 3k a day was my norm. If I don’t hit that I feel guilty/angry and frustrated. I need to ease up on myself. My new goal is 400 words. The past couple of days I’ve been playing with a new shiny and that seems to be helping out a lot.
  • Stop being hard on myself. If I saw someone talking to/treating another writer the way I mentally treat me, I would blow up at them. I need to ease up out of my own face. (try to visualize that one!)
  • Play with digi art more. I’d been working really hard on new covers, getting some real progress done on my digi art stuff when it ground to a halt. I want to get back to that. I truly love it and I’ve got some pictures I’d love to tackle.

I want to have E1 finished and up for sale by the end of the summer. I want to get it put up in print. Right now that’s really all I plan on working on. Once that’s done, I’ll re-evaluate things and go from there.

I’d had a request a while back to put some of the digi art on things like mousepads, bookmarks, etc. I can’t find the email, and I didn’t write down who (I apologize) but I did go ahead and put together a zazzle store. Right now it’s a bit empty, but I’ll be adding more stuff the next couple of weeks. You can go check it out over here.

So Wednesday there should be a new chapter posted, here and wattpad, and hopefully new digi stuff by this weekend.

I hope you all have a great week.

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This entry is part 1 of 28 in the series Elemental Truth

Disclaimer;  Elemental Truth, the first of the Elemental Wars books, is in the final stages of editing.  Hope you all enjoy it.

 

The air was cool and held a hint of autumn. Mist blanketed the valley and from the center of it rose the Oracle. He gritted his teeth and nodded a silent greeting to Rale. They stood before the closed gates, staring up at the insignia. The only sound was the haunting melody that was so familiar.

“Where are the priests?” Rale asked. He was unshaven and had a pallor to his skin that made him look ill.

“I don’t know.” Tier glanced up at the wall. No movement, nothing. He stepped over, raising his hand to knock on the gate when it swung silently inward.

In the center of the courtyard stood a small robed figure, not much taller than the Seeress. Thin hands reached up, pushing the hood of the robe back revealing a very pale, blue eyed woman with a crown of white gold hair. Her robes once fine silks that might have been blue, were tattered and worn, moving about her in a wind he couldn’t feel. Tier swallowed, desperately wishing for a drink.

“Prince Tier.” The woman tipped her head to one side. Tier felt a brush against his mind, like butterfly wings, and pushed back at it. Her eyebrows arched and an odd smile crossed her lips before she peered at Rale. “Lord Rale. You are both late.”

“Where are the Priests?” Rale’s voice had a high pitched edge to it. She chuckled, the sound did nothing to ease Tier’s discomfort.

“The Festival of Hope draws them south to the coast this time of year.” Her voice was so low that Tier had to strain just to hear her.

“And you are?” Rale was frowning at her.

“Kit.” Tier answered for her, chills running up his spine as her remembered the old stories whispered in taverns and round campfires. The mind-breaker. The Voice of the Seeress. Rale went paler and swayed on his feet. She inclined her head slowly not looking away from Tier.

“That is what they call me, yes.” She made a slow circle around them, her hands pressed together in front of her. “You were sent for Elementals.”

“We were unable to bring them with us.” Tier said as she stepped in front of him and looked up at him. Her eyes were familiar, but he couldn’t remember from when.

“She will not be pleased.” Kit said after a moment. She shook her head and motioned towards the corridor leading to the Seeress’s room. “It is time.”

“I did as she asked.” Tier crossed his arms. She turned back to look up at him, her expression impossible to read.

“Yes, you did. Hopefully, for your sakes, she’ll remember her part.” She looked at Rale for a long moment before motioning them again to go down the corridor. Rale sighed and went, Tier stayed rooted, staring at the her.

“She waits for you, your highness.” The soft voice was hypnotic.

“Will she honor her part?”

Kit looked up at him and again he felt the butterfly wings brushing his mind. He pushed back, scowling and she smiled.

“I can’t answer that, your highness. She is not in a good mood.” Her voice never rose, yet it chilled him further. She knew what he could do. He nodded and followed Rale into the silent Oracle.

Each step echoed against the walls and the pressure he’d felt since returning to Nekar grew stronger. When they reached the inner sanctum, Tier could barely see. Pain shot through his head as the Seeress entered the room. His eyes locked on her, struck again by how young she looked. This creature was over a thousand years old? Two thousand? She stared at him, her blank eyes boring into his. He felt the pressure increase and could almost feel her fingers clawing at his mind.

He shuddered, unable to stop himself. He was certain she was trying to get into his mind.

“You failed.” Her voice, harsh and brittle compared to Kit’s soft tones, crawled over his skin. Her movements were less fluid than before, far more agitated.

“You said if we couldn’t bring them back,” Rale began. The Seeress turned her head and Rale gripped the sides of his head with a hoarse cry. Tier took a half step towards his cousin and then glared at the Seeress.

“We were hindered by another like you.” Tier said, somehow his shakes faded as she looked back at him, eyes wide. His fear faded, anger beginning to boil. This little creature had held Nekar in the palm of her hand for centuries. Even now his father was acting not on his own but in response to her. The pressure he’d felt since arriving back home was the Seeress, he was certain of it.

“There are no others like me.” She whispered. Tier was aware of the tattered robed Kit kneeling beside Rale.

“She called herself Launi.” Tier continued. Kit looked towards him but his kept his gaze on the Seeress. Kera, he reminded himself, her name was Kera. “She seemed to feel you were not entirely truthful with me when you asked me to look for elementals.”

“Did she?”

On the ground Rale groaned.

“Father informed me that you told him I was looking for a General’s daughter. That is not what you asked us to do.”

“Are you questioning me?” Her voice cold. On the ground Rale groaned.

“Yes I am.” He gripped his sword belt, his palms sweaty. He was a dead man already, he could see it on her face, he might as well give her a piece of his mind. “I was sent away from my duties under false pretenses. I have a war I am fighting, my men need me there. Not traipsing around the world looking for elementals who are not as extinct as we have been led to believe they were. How many other lies have you told our people?” Pressure upon pressure on his skull dropped him gasping to his knees. He glared up at her. She knelt, her fingernail scraping his cheek.

“You presume much, your highness.” She whispered hoarsely.

“Do I?” He narrowed his eyes. “Grandmother?”

For a brief moment the pressure stopped, he heard a gasp, the white faded from her eyes revealing a pale blue, like the woman from the mural. The pressure and the white returned and his cheek felt hot along where her fingernail had traced. Pain, white hot shot through his cheek.

“You have outlived your usefulness, your highness. Open your mind to me and I might see fit to spare your life.”

“And let you control my every movement? No thank you.” He whispered. Pain blazed again, but this time on his back. He jerked forward arching his back blindly attempting to ease the pain. The Seeress cupped his face in her hands, her fingernails biting into his skin.

“Let. Me. In.”

Tier closed his eyes, feeling the claws in his head. “No.” Anger welled up, flaring around him and for a moment, when he opened his eyes and met hers, he saw. A thousand years of lies, experiences, births, deaths, the building of an empire and behind it all were the shadowed images of people he didn’t recognize.

Time rolled beneath him, the war of the Seers, a conflict which had stretched for thousands of years had come to a head. It had been they, the spirit elementals, the sisters, not the elementals, that nearly tore their world apart. Darkness clouded his vision and he felt himself falling.

“Traitor.” Her voice echoed in his mind even as the darkness crowded around him. “Take him to the desert.”

 

 

Water dripped in the distance. Kit stared at the place the two men had lain, her mind whirring. Unexpected. Very unexpected. Kera paced behind her, hands clenched at her sides.

“How could he have found out?” Kera rasped. “It’s impossible, no one could have figured it out!”

Kit didn’t answer. She kept her secrets tightly behind a public wall of nonsensical thoughts. Kera had long grown weary trying to batter through it, the centuries had left the Seeress a touch lazy.

“Kit!”

Kit looked at her, pulling her robes tightly around her. “What?”

“Go with the army to Sandau. I want Launi brought here in chains.”

Kit inclined her head and watched Kera make her way back into the private area. Behind her heavy footfalls and the jingling of armor announced the arrival of the Oracle Guards. They went out of their way to avoid Kera if they could. Kit listened to them shuffling uncomfortably.

“My lady?” The Captain’s voice was hesitant.

“I’ve told you not to call me that, Captain.” Kit met the man’s eyes. He swallowed and inclined his head.

“Forgive me. The prisoner is ready to be taken to the desert, we’re having trouble locating some shackles though. We may have to send to the capital for some.”

“Use rope.” Kit, moved past him.

“But, Kit, rope…”

“He won’t be waking up again, Captain.” She pulled her hood over her head and met his eyes. “I made sure of that. All you need is to keep him propped up on the pole. Right?”

The Captain stared at her for a long time before nodding. “Of course. What do you want us to do with their horses?”

“I’ll take care of the prince’s horse. Send Lord Rale’s back to his family with him.”

“Yes, of course.”

“Good day, Captain.” Kit turned, making her way back to the courtyard.

The two travel weary horses stood patiently, waiting for their masters. She stepped up to the large warhorse, rubbing his nose. “You’ll do very well, won’t you?”

~*~

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Chapter 24                                      Table of Contents                   Chapter 26

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Some things;

The year of the Series.

Elemental Truth

I’m going to be posting the rest of the chapters of E1 as they are ready, at least one a day until they’re all up.

Once it’s done, I’ll be offering it at the usual outlets, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo and Smashwords. I’ll also be preparing it to go to print through Createspace, hopefully no later than March 1st.

Book 2, Elemental Flame is outlined and ready to be written. Once I get the Avaria series out of the way. Or some of it.

Avaria Series

Bastard Prince, The Sarukai Lord, and The Dragon Gates are all slated to be finished this year. This series has lingered for too long.

I’m also going to be trying to get back on a posting schedule and the flash friday stuff.

 

Personally, life is still racing and I’m trying to figure out a balance. Thank you for sticking with me.

 

NPhoenix.

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An Update

Oct. 4th, 2014 11:28 am
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So this past summer we went through a lot of crap. The two biggest things were issues with one of my kids and the housing. This past week I spent most my time dealing with court stuff to get my son home (runaway, got in trouble with law stuff thanks to a few really BAD kids). He came home last night and we’ve been figuring out handling things (very complicated) such as school, dr appointments and things like that.

 

This has taken precedence over my writing and the serial. I do apologize, and I felt you, my readers, deserved a better explanation than ‘I’ve been busy.’

I am working on getting this back on schedule. Please be patient.

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This has been a really not good few months. So I’m struggling to stay positive. Have a peaceful day!

 

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So I haven’t been very creative lately, so last night I scribbled up some back history scenes with Dmitri, so here, have a dragon snip!

~*~

Lothos sat, in his human form, on the large throne, watching the goings on. His people. He sneered. They cast uneasy glimpses his way, aware that he was watching. The sound of the storm intensified and he frowned, leaning forward. Something had entered the long entry tunnel. Other dragons near the entry tunnel scooted away, a hush fell over the hall and those near the entry tunnel scooted away, creating a path to the dais.

Lothos felt the growl boiling up as the large gray dragon moved into the hall. He stood swallowing a sudden surge of fear. The gray shifted to a tall human in blue who stopped a few feet away, eyes locked with his. Scars, some Lothos had given him, some others had, crossed his cheeks. Lothos narrowed his eyes.

“You have a lot of nerve coming into my hall, Dmitri.” Lothos growled. Dmitri, his son, regarded him. Cool, expressionless. A mask that locked whatever the man was thinking, behind it. Once it had driven Lothos to the point of mindless rage, enough to try anything, everything he could think of, to try to break that exterior, to crack the mask. Now, as he studied his son, he felt a bit of pride, and a lot of fear. You can’t read a man with no expression, and a man you couldn’t read could kill you when you least expect it. He had no doubt that someday, Dmitri would try to kill him.

“We need to talk.” Dmitri’s voice was low, but the hush in the hall made it carry.

Lothos eyed him and glanced towards Otto. His second shrugged. Lothos motioned the office doors. He rarely used it, he hated planning. Dmitri turned and strode towards them, not looking at the silent dragons who scrambled to get out of his way. Did he have any idea how many of Lothos own people feared him? Lothos shook his head, nodded at Otto and followed his estranged son into the dusty office.
He hesitated before closing the doors, but did. Dmitri wouldn’t attack him, he was certain of that.

“You’ve muscled back into the lower packs. Impressive.” Lothos said, as soon as the doors closed. He turned and met Dmitri’s cold gaze. “Why you’re here, though…”

“You have a gap in your south east region.” Dmitri said, he moved towards the map, looking up at the sprawling lines. Lothos frowned.

“There’s little there.” He shrugged.

“There’s the Northern boundaries.” Dmitri turned to him, his eyes piercing. “There is nothing to stop the Dragonmaster’s people from moving north.”

Lothos rumbled looking up at the map. He nodded slowly. “Your flight is small, think you can handle it?”

Dmitri looked at him. Lothos swallowed, felt tingles moving up his spine. “We’d need a base of operation.” He said after a long silence. He pointed. “Give me the Keep. And your South Eastern borders will be secured.”

Lothos stared at him, sensing a power play, not sure what it was. “You want the Keep.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Dmitri smiled coldly but said nothing. Lothos narrowed his eyes.

“Kepplings took it over years ago.”

“I know.”

“You clear it, it’s yours.”

 

~*~

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I don’t usually go over family stuffs here but this is important. My daughter got recommended by one of her teachers to attend the National Youth Leadership Forum; S.T.E.M. From the website;

The National Youth Leadership Forum (NYLF): Explore STEM is a six-day Envision program that introduces high-achieving middle school students to innovative and rewarding academic experiences and careers in science, engineering, medicine and technology.

She has attended several Science and Math geared day courses and this has just blown us away. I do have a bit of a dilemma, the cost involved. It’s not cheap.

I put together a fundraiser over here to put together the $$ to cover her tuition. If you could spread the word, I’d appreciate it.

 

Edited to add;

For those who would rather just donate straight to the cause and bypass buying anything here’s a donate button;



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Fundraiser

Apr. 23rd, 2014 11:25 pm
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I don’t usually go over family stuffs here but this is important. My daughter got recommended by one of her teachers to attend the National Youth Leadership Forum; S.T.E.M. From the website;

The National Youth Leadership Forum (NYLF): Explore STEM is a six-day Envision program that introduces high-achieving middle school students to innovative and rewarding academic experiences and careers in science, engineering, medicine and technology.

She has attended several Science and Math geared day courses and this has just blown us away. I do have a bit of a dilemma, the cost involved. It’s not cheap.

I put together a fundraiser over here to put together the $$ to cover her tuition. If you could spread the word, I’d appreciate it.

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Life kinda got topsyturvy lately and that has negatively affected my writing, blogging and social media.I am still learning how to plow through it all. I’ve pushed Zander’s release date back to June or July and have to sit down and rethink a lot of my writing goals. There have been a few life changes and I need to adjust when I plan on putting things out.

I’ll update with those changes when I finalize them.

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I wrote this up earlier and thought people might enjoy it.

~*~

“I’ve seen sarukai horses before, but that one, I’ve never seen his equal.” Bastien looked at Kiameh.

“Gryphan is from an old bloodline, the Talunian, used by the Emperors in the Citadel of Talun. They say they were infused with fae magic.” Kiameh smiled, an odd, calculating smile. “He is less a beast of burden and more a fellow Sarukai.”

“He’s one they call an ageless.” Touric added.

Zander looked at him. “Ageless?”

Touric took a deep breath. “When I was a child I watched them offload him from a cargo ship down in Byrnum. I was assured he was well into his third decade.”

“And how old are you now?” Bastien asked.

“Halfway through my second eon.” Touric looked at them and gave a crooked smile. “Like humes, rahaun and other races, there are those the gods give longevity. Form doesn’t seem to matter. Gryphan and other Ageless, have their own duties, though we’re not entirely sure what they are.”

 

As established earlier in the story;

Sarukai are elite warriors, guardians of the northern empire
Hume are human/othercreature hybrids that have developed over time. True humans don’t actually exist anymore.
Rahaun – race of beings who use ‘magic’/ powers that humes don’t usually have. Some have called them elves, though I don’t feel that’s a correct term.

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you see it kinda started ok, some goodness happening… then…

 

well I’ll let the picture show you;

 

2013-03-04 19.36.30

 

That is my laptop screen. That is what happens when unexpected company shows up and I just close the screen, with mouse and keyboard on the unusable keyboard, and tuck it under the black chair beside my recliner. That is what happens when a 2 yr old decides to then use it as a step-stool.

This happened tues. Hubs and I discussed it. The plan is in the works to get a new laptop. But I’ve also sorta been wanting a tablet.

 

So hubs gave me the go ahead and I got one. Mainly for the multi-platform e-book readers. It’s easier to test across the board on the tablet than having to juggle three different readers.

That’s my story and I’m stickin to it :P

it’s a samsung galaxy tab 2. I lurves it.

:D

So right now I’ve got an external monitor, an external mouse and an external keyboard. I am going to be getting a new laptop here eventually, hopefully soon, but for now… it is the dtwal (Desktop-that-was-a-laptop)

Now to bed to get myself enough sleep for tomorrow. *waves**

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Every few months I repost this. I find it that inspiring.

Have a lovely Sunday

Go, make good art.

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Someone in chat was wanting something to lighten her mood the other night and I found a few songs that I first heard years ago when searching for something for the kids to watch. My kids have ‘outgrown’ it, but every now and then I will watch the youtubes, hum along and giggle at the thought of a grown woman listening to veggie tales;

 

So have some smiles, sing along, be happy, be silly. Life is too short to not smile.

If I can get some focus (and stop youtubing) I’ll try to finish the fallen angel thing. OHohohoh, some of you may have seen this from my linking to it on twitter, but I’ll share it here again;

Cover mockup of The Fallen;

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I am by no means done with this cover, I want to fiddle with the colors, the text, the font…but overall I love this.

Picture  © Dusan Kostic | Dreamstime.com this guy has some truly AMAZING artwork.
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Hubs and I don’t actually celebrate it with more than a ‘Oh, it’s romance day. Love you!” back and forth to each other. For someone as sappy as myself I find it amusing on some level that I don’t get all worried/excited about v-day.

 

Happy V-day for those who celebrate it. Happy Thursday to those who hate/loathe or are just indifferent to it (like me).

I do have something in the works for FF which may be V-day themed. If I can keep it under 1k.

:D

Have a good day folks! (what’s left of it)

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Thanks folks at Verve hosting for getting this site back up. I guess a server thingy died the cold hard death. Seriously, I would highly recommend verve to anyone.

Now to pull together the links for the post I’m trying to put together, though it might wait till tomorrow so I can put together something a bit more comprehensive.

 

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Have some giggles. I was laughing so hard I was crying.

sorry looks like the other embed wasn’t working right.

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And I am bouncing between household chores and editing. Yes, I am editing. Why? Because I can! :D

Seriously, I’ve been editing about a chapter a day of Bastard Prince with the only goal of making it better. I haven’t set myself any kind of deadline, I might not edit tomorrow, or I might, I don’t know. And I’m not worrying about it right now. I’m working on ch 5 right now. I might work on crossroads later, depending on what is going on.

Health Stuff;  Whatever felled us last week seems to have run it’s course so I’m back on workout schedule and to do lists and stuff.

Ok, looked at the time, time to get kid to bus stop and get to other housewifey stuff. Take care.

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Just a placeholder post with links to sites that have free, public domain, Royalty Free pictures which can be used for doing book covers. ALWAYS read the fine print and make sure, before you try to download, what the rights are so there aren’t any nasty surprises later. I download into folders named after the site the pics are gotten from with a copy of the rights and Terms and whatnot so when I do go back to use the pics I’ll know where they came from and what I am working with. A little bit of work now will avoid confusion later down the road.

http://www.dreamstime.com
http://www.wikipaintings.org/
http://www.loc.gov/pictures/
http://gimp-savvy.com/PHOTO-ARCHIVE/
http://digitalmedia.fws.gov/cdm/
http://morguefile.com/
http://www.free-stockphotos.com/
http://hubblesite.org/gallery/album/     <——- omg the pics here are gorgeous!
http://www.publicdomainpictures.net/

Thank you J.A. Marlow who gave me the links (If you haven’t checked out J.A. Marlow’s Salmon Run books, you need to!)

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I meant to post yesterday but forgot. NaNo is in full swing. Here on the website, if you look to the right, I have my little progress ticker showing wordcount. I figure that should be good enough for folks wanting to see how well/poorly I am doing, right? Right?

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Though I did finish a short last week, overal writing was a bust. We have some respiratory thing going around the household and, according to a friend, when he moved up here he was sick for a year. Joy. New place, new area, new germs. **sigh**

However this weeks writing plan is pretty basic; slam out the rest of BP (**snerk** I wrote BO at first **snerk**).

It needs to get done. Finished. Even if it is thin thin thin. I NEED it finished.

This year has been a bit of a bust writing wise. It’s been hellacious, but it is getting better. Over the long term, I think we are better off with the changes we’ve made.

Now, mundane things beckon, like… laundry and dishes. **waves**

Happy Monday people!

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My backyard view this morning

 

Every artist was first an amateur.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Have a great Sunday folks!

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Sometimes it feels like this, :P Spinnin my wheels in the mud, trying to get some friction so I can get moved forward. RL is being a butt. With kids going back to school and all that that implies my writing has dwindled to close to nothing, and I am tearing out my hair. The words are there, I feel them whispering in my mind. But the body is exhausted,

This year has been, on a personal level, brutally busy and I have had to make constant changes and adjustments.

I AM writing, though slowly, the stories creep forward, I think a good night’s sleep and a few hours of no monkeys in the house would go a long way towards getting back on my feet writing wise. But I push on, there are other reasons I ground to a halt, writing wise, and trying to work through it. Mostly plot holes that I need filler for. :P

Anyways. I apologize for missing the self imposed flash friday deadline last week. I think I may play with that first today before I do much other writerly stuff.

 

damnit

Aug. 20th, 2012 12:02 pm
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didn’t get last week’s flash fiction piece done, I apologize, we got caught up with real life stuff.

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…I will have a flash fiction friday, something. Probably something set in the same world as Bastard Prince. Or maybe something set in the world of the Elementals , but I haven’t forgotten.

 

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