Wednesday 4 June 2014

Am I Going Insane?

I sure feel like insanity is a possibility today... I woke up this morning feeling as if I've forgotten something important. I just have no fricken clue what it is that I can't remember.

I'm still on restricted movements until my back heals--still hate stitches with a vengeance--had to go to the doc yesterday to get checked out as I busted them a little...All is well again.

I'm going to take the rest of this month to get my office set up properly. Come July first I don't want to have to scramble to get my hands on things when I need them.

This week I plan on finishing Lancaster's Way 2: A Different  Way Of Seeing... I'm just having a slight problem with the plot... once I work out how to do what I want I will be raring to go.

Also this week I'm doing up the in-depth synopsis on The Gaean Prophecies for Wayward Ink Press... splitting the storyline is a lot harder than I thought it would be. But, in saying that I'm not going to let it beat me... I will win the war inside my head and get this shit done.

Tuesday 3 June 2014

Woo-Hoo!!!

















Well, today I received the signed contract for The Connelly Chronicles 1: Family Connections from Claire S at Totally Bound so everything is nice and official now. I can't wait to start on the edits as I really do love this storyline. I think the changes will make it so much better.

Still in talks with Lily V over at  Wayward Ink Press for The Gaean Prophecies 1: Admetus Gaea... if everything goes ahead it'll mean some major changes, but I think it'll all be for the better. I believe the changes will make the story arc stronger. I've got to write some in-depth synopsis/storyboard arcs... so keep you crossables crossed for me.

I'm still working in longhand on Lancaster's Way 2: A Different Way Of Seeing... I have only about 6 more K to write and then I can send it off to the beta readers before subbing it to Christie N over at MLRPress.

Monday 2 June 2014

What's The Goss?

Okay, over the weekend... I was busy as all get go.
1: I've been re-potting most of my plants on the front veranda.
2: I've been running around picking up supplies.
3: I've been running family errands.
4: Buying my merch for the next State of Origin game (ARL = Australian Rugby League) Even though I was born and bred in Queensland - I'm a staunch supporter for New South Wales.
5: My stitches are driving me nuts... will be so glad when everything is finally done.
6: I read today Casandra Clare's: Mortal Instruments 6: City Of Heavenly Fire... awesome!

On writing news.
7: I've been writing lots in longhand on Lancaster's Way 2: A Different Way Of Seeing... I have about 6-8K to write... I will have to see once I type everything up.
8: Just heard that Toowoomba Boys 3: Dancing With Demons is waiting at MLR for a line editor to accept.
9: The Connelly Chronicles 1: Family Connections has been given the tentative release date by TEB of 29 August 2014.
10: I've been keeping up with my writing schedule for the end of this year--so I'm excited.

Friday 30 May 2014

SENTINELS OF VARNUSE: When The Walls Come Tumbling Down #16.

#16.
It had been a week since Brayden had disappeared. Quinlan couldn’t sleep. He couldn’t eat, and most of all he couldn’t think straight without his husband by his side. In fact he couldn’t think at all. Everyone and everything irritated him—everyone that is, except his own children. Quinlan had taken to letting them sleep in his bed at night. He needed the comfort of their closeness just as much as they needed his.

Quinlan leant against the window ledge as he stared out over Panthea. He was trying to work out in his own mind how all of this was worth it if he didn’t have Brayden by his side. His heart ached for the missing peace to be returned to him. There was only one thing left to do. If no one could find Brayden he would just have to do it himself. First he would take up an ancient act—he’d send a message to the gods for guidance on his journey to find his husband. One long ago when kings were in need of guidance they’d use the pool in the meditation room to send messages, questions, and requests to the gods in hopes of getting a response. The longer Quinlan thought about it, the more he thought it was the right thing to do. With his mind made up he turned and faced the occupants of the room.

“Brayden is somewhere out there waiting for me to come and rescue him.” He stared at each of them in turn. From Talon with his battle worn face, to Javier standing right next to him, his hand strayed to Talon’s arm as if seeking is own comfort. Cleric Saskia and Mylo were standing off to the side with sadness all over their faces. Yet, it was the fierce look on Ingrid’s face that gave him the most heart.

“So that’s what I’m going to do. Someone took something of mine… without my permission, and I want it back. If one hair has been harmed on his head I’ll end whoever have laid their hands on him. I’ll show no mercy for the people involved in the taking of Brayden. They lost the right to mercy the moment they took the Kings Consort—my husband.”

“So what’s the plan?” Talon asked.

Ingrid snarled, “We hunt the bastards down, and I say we start with Lord Dalziel and his prick of a son.”

Quinlan’s eyes bugged out, he hadn’t even thought that Brayden's family could be involved. Not that he believed Fane Dalziel was truly involved there was something about the guy that didn’t seem the harmful type. There was more to his story and Quinlan was determined to find out what was going on.

“Bring them in.”
How stupid could have been not to think of the family who had held Brayden prisoner for half his life? Especially since Ormand had given Brayden the ‘Heart of Panthea’. If either man had a part in Brayden's disappearance they would pay.

**~*~**

Quinlan sat on his throne as Fane Dalziel was led into the room by two well armed guards. He momentarily wondered why Lord Dalziel looked so melancholy. He waited as Lord Dalziel sunk to his knees before him.
“Where is my husband?”

Lord Dalziel stared up at him in a somewhat confused expression. Overwhelming sadness seemed to emanate from every pore of the older man. Something was definitely wrong here.

“Where is my husband?” Quinlan repeated menacingly.

Tears formed in Lord Dalziel’s eyes, as he whispered. “I do not know.”

Quinlan glared at Lord Dalziel for a moment before turning his attention to the guards. “Where is Ormand?”

Both guards knelt before their king. “Ormand was nowhere on Lord Dalziel’s estate. We still have sentinels out searching for him throughout the city—he will be found.”

Quinlan returned his attention to Lord Dalziel. “Where is your son? He can’t hide from me forever?”

“Ormand is not my son.” Lord Dalziel dropped his eyes. “I’m not his father, he’s my nephew.”

“What?” Quinlan sat up straighter as he waited for Lord Dalziel to continue. Now the truth was coming out.

“I lost my life partner many years ago. Ormand is his wife’s child.”

Quinlan’s mind raced with the possibilities of had just been said. Ormand looked too much like him to not be a blood relative and Lord Dalziel had already said he was the man’s uncle.

“Then that would mean...” his sentence trailed off as Javier and Talon entered the room. Lord Dalziel seemed oblivious to their approach.

“I only have one son left, and I want to find him as much as you do.” Tears fell from his eyes. “I promised Thayer if anything happened to him, I would care for our sons... and now I’ve lost them all.”

“King Thayer was my father.” Javier tilted his head and stared at Lord Dalziel. “How can you be my father?” His voice seemed to hold more curiosity then anger.

Lord Dalziel cried out when he finally registered Javier was alive. “My son.” He reached out but dropped his hand before making contact. Hanging his head he sobbed into his hands.

“Lord Dalziel... Fane...” Quinlan called to the grieving man. “I need you to explain this to us.”

Javier walked over and knelt beside Lord Dalziel and gently patted his arm. “Talk to us.”

Lord Dalziel’s shoulder’s shook. “Thayer is... was my mate. My sister, his wife betrayed him. I thought I’d lost everything that day. When I found Brayden among the carnage. I took him home and kept him safe, just like I promise Thayer I would do.”

“Why only Brayden?” Javier’s voice dropped to a whisper. “If you’re my father too, then why did you not want me as well?”

Tear stained eyes turned to Javier. “You weren’t there, I searched, but I couldn’t find you or Thayer anywhere. The guards thought wild animals had taken your bodies.” Fane looked beseechingly at his son. “I searched for you for days.”

“I believe you,” Javier wrapped his arm around his father’s shoulders.

Quinlan watched on as he shook his head in disbelief. “I can’t believe what you’re telling us is true. Because I remember all that shyte Ormand spouted the day I named Brayden as my consort. If you love your sons like you say then why did you let him call our union an abomination?”

“Ormand knows Brayden is my child. If I did anything against his wishes, he threatened to harm you both.” Lord Dalziel rubbed a hand over his tired eyes. “Ormand has too much of his mother in him. He was the reason I kept Brayden secluded. The few times they were together Ormand found ways to hurt him.” Lord Dalziel turned to the King. “I love my son... the both of them, just as I loved their father.”

Quinlan nodded. “Then we find what has been taken from us. We find it, and we bring him home.”

“Yes!” Both Fane and Javier shouted in unison.

“So the hunt begins.”

Thursday 29 May 2014

Beautiful According To Me...

This Picture is just screaming for it's story to be told.

I just really like this one.

I just want to know...everything.

I think we all want to know the story behind this one.

Again I just need to know.

Simply stunning...

Wednesday 28 May 2014

Em's Turn



4 songs that are just stuck in my head
and driving me crazy
enjoy!








Tuesday 27 May 2014

Playing Catch Up

Today I made it to just over half way on Lancaster's Way 2: A Different Way Of Seeing. and I'm kinda at a stumbling block. I need something that happens in the first couple of chapters in this book to bleed over into the next book LW 3: Pre-loved.

Also just received first edits on Toowoomba Boys 3: Dancing With Demons so you all know what I'll be doing tomorrow. Plus I have to do the blurbs and the cover art request for them--somebody forgot to do them--not saying it's me--just someone...LOL.

Okay on that note I'm off to do some gardening--more so that I have replanting to do. Some of me plants have come to the end of their lifespan and it's time for something new.