Wishes.

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I wish my parents had read at least part of one of my stories. They declined as what I wrote wouldn’t sell according to them. Instead, I was told I should write a good detective novel and give up all the fanciful nonsense. I wish they were still here today to see my fantasy book released and selling. I wish they could see the science fantasy being released this November. They would probably still say I should have written a good detective novel, but part of me would love to think they might have they might have been just a little thrilled for me.  

I guess it goes to show that everyone goes for different books and thank the stars for that. If we all liked the same story, then only a handful of authors would be in business. I have read some stunning books recently. Books which step outside the box of the regular genres. I hope to see these books go far and am looking forward to the next ones in the series.  Vive la difference!

Shadow over Avalon

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This book will be published in November by Kristell Ink. I am getting happy comments from them and even happier ones that the second book in the trilogy is already written. I am looking forward to the comments and suggestions soon to be forthcoming.

On  a very evil note, I wonder if I can make my publishers feel sympathy for the bad guys when they get to the second book. My beta readers did. Polishes horns and wags tail. Nope, no spoilers. You will have to wait and see.

And here is the wonderful review.

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March 28, 2013

‘Darkspire Reaches’: Critical Book Review

 

As a formerly not a huge fan of the fantasy genre, I have recently been discovering quite a number of unforgettable literary gems that more and more “recruit” me to love the genre, and ‘Darkspire Reaches’ is one of them—compelling, exquisitely written, totally immersive, it is one of those well-crafted tales that seem more real than our known reality—and of course, much credit to the author C.N. Lesley.

‘Darkspire Reaches’, in broad strokes, is about finding your place in the world no matter what. It is about a girl, Raven, rejected for all the repulsive reasons, and her struggle to flesh out the meaning of her life. For some reason, this faintly reminded me of Jerzy Kosinski’s brutal and controversial book, ‘The Painted Bird,’ but Lesley has a literary cadence all her own that allows the book to stand apart from all the rest.

Unlike most other fantasy tales, ‘Darkspire Reaches’ does not open in some king’s murder or the discovery of a mass grave filled with the bodies of dead babies—or some trick like that to grab you by the cuffs and compel you to sit down for more. Instead, the story starts out in that slow yet familiar way that you’re simply glad to inhabit—it’s like the fantasy version of Stephen King’s ‘The Shining’, where the tension, scene by scene, is slowly, but assuredly built up that merely a few chapters into the novel, you find yourself unable to let go.

Despite this being a suspenseful read, however, Lesley’s words are so rich, so well-crafted, that you don’t want to finish it off so soon—you’d want to nibble the words just to make it last a bit longer. Highly recommended, especially those who have read a lot of fantasy books and are looking for something “deeper.”

Available on Amazon.

Life of luxuary.

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I had to go to the chiropractors yesterday and as I was getting ready the very bad cat invades my bedroom. It was far too late to evict him, so I went out, leaving the bedroom door open.

On my return, I assumed the VBC had ensconced himself in the hammock he has constructed by destroying the undercover of our mattress. I called to him. No response. I rattled the treat bag. No response. I went into the bedroom to find him fast asleep in the middle of my bed.  He had made a nice cat nest with my duvet. He wasn’t a happy camper to be yanked out of there. I scored a very heartfelt hiss.

In sync. Conversations with the dh. (Dear Husband).

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Over the course of a long and happy marriage minds tend to meld together.

Him: Outside barbequing hamburgers.

Me: Sticking my head around the door to see what he wanted on his.

Him: Nothing.

Me: I am frying up some onions and …

Him: Yes, that would be nice.

It is a mix of fried onions and barbeque sauce. I didn’t have to say this for him to know what I meant.