Saturday, June 25, 2011


Welcome back to the Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday. Visit the other talented authors here.

Last week I posted the first six sentences of my upcoming book, Blowing Embers, an epic fantasy/paranormal romance, which will be released on July 1 – and is available for preorder now!

These six sentences follow the first six:

“Hold it fast,” Lady Agni yelled from the sideline, spurring a snake of annoyance to wind through Kiera’s chest.
Adrenalin shook her hands, numbed her lips. Further crisped the details of the horror coming for her: ruddy fur, erect on rippling shoulders. The needle white of bared teeth. The grunt of forced breath each time those massive front feet crushed circles into the snow. 
And then he was there. 

Thursday, June 23, 2011

On Politics and Human Nature

Thoroughly pissed off. That’s how I am feeling today, and most days. 

The rich just keep getting richer, the poor keep getting poorer, and the middle class is not just shrinking, but being pushed (shoved? stomped?) into the underclass.

The very banks and financial institutions that drove us into the second worst financial crisis in history (thanks in large part to a lack in government oversight), and created the most unemployment in our, our parents, and likely our grandparents’, memories are now repossessing the homes of the unemployed. They – the banks – never felt a prick. They never had to take any responsibility. No one lost their job, no one went under, and now they’re forcing unemployed families into the streets. People who are unemployed because of the banks' financial malfeasances.

It is beyond ironic. Beyond horrifying. Instead, in my mind, it sits atop a sandy plateau in the middle of a desert on a day when the sun is so brightly burning that everything looks orange, and waves rise from the flattened brown earth. Surreal. Murderous.

Every day the U.S. looks less and less like a first world country, and more like a member of the third world. Where justice is bought and sold, where only the rich get the goods, and where everyone else starves, goes without, and dies both early and often.

Ethics dictate that honorable people don’t let their neighbor’s children starve. Here, not only do we let them starve, we’re taking away their medical care, too. Theirs, the elderly’s, the disabled’s. Medicaid and medicare. The safety net for the helpless.

Is it a burden on society? Sure it is. Absolutely. But shouldering responsibilities is part of what makes us grown-ups.

So, as a society are we regressing to childhood?

I wish I could blame the rich for the gamesmanship, and their greed, and their obscene obsession with acquiring wealth, even as their sister and fellow countryfolk starve, and die.

But we all do it. Here in America.

How many of us think of others when we get a raise? How many of us care an inkling about the suffering of animals in shelters, or the way beef cattle or egg-producing chickens are being treated? How many of us give one tiny shit – even a passing thought – to the people living on the street? How many of us care enough to even feel badly when someone’s child is abducted?

And during any given year, how many of us do one thing – even one – for someone worse off than us?

And that is precisely what the superrich think of you. Or, rather, they don’t.

It’s a disease, and it’s called selfishness. It infects our emotions, our intellect, and our ethics. It manifests as apathy, and greed, and jealousy, and murder, and theft, and adultery, and self-pity, and a hundred other things. It often motivates despair, and urges us to seek happiness. It’s so commonplace most of us don’t even notice it, whether in ourselves or others.

Right here at this juncture is where I’m supposed to reveal some witty truth, some kernel of knowledge that will make you slap your forehead and want to do better.

I don’t have one.

I think the only solution is moral/ethical, emotional, and intellectual maturity, not just of us as individuals, but of societies. I don’t see it on the horizon. In fact, I don't see it anywhere, and that fact leaves me sick at heart.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday #13

Welcome to this week’s Six Sentence Sunday post! (Visit the other fab writers here.) I continue to post from Blowing Embers, the second chapter in The Embers Series, a paranormal romance/epic fantasy, set to be released in July.

Today’s snip starts right after where we left off last time. (If you’d like to refresh your memory, the prior six is posted here.)

But Laszlo slammed open the door a handful of minutes later. Without preface, he stalked to where she stood next to the window and lifted her chin with a hand. With gentle fingers, he touched her swollen eye. He pressed his lips into a thin line and looked into her face.
 A smile lifted her lips at the worry he strove so hard to conceal, but it was there, lurking just below the surface. The jaw he clenched, the eyes that narrowed just a fraction.

Friday, June 10, 2011


This is my first week posting for Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday. Woo hoo! Visit the other talented authors here.

In introduction, I am posting the first six sentences of my upcoming book, Blowing Embers, an epic fantasy/paranormal romance, which will be released in July. 

Some say Death glides in on angel-black wings while others say that it kisses away one’s last breath like a gentle grandmother. Kiera’s reaper, however, hurtled down the frosted field on four razor-clawed feet.
Narrowed eyes sharpened the terrifying vision of more than two thousand pounds of raging bear, leaping as he ran, and larger with every heartbeat.

So much larger.
Again she set her feet and leaned forward, hands up. Her throat squeezed when she swallowed.