Ongoing Fiction Published On Associated Content

I'm not sure what one would call a novel being written by different authors. So far there are three, really four (I haven't published her poem yet), who have contributed. There's a little bit of editing going on as well, so in the end I should give them credit also. We don't know where the story is taking us, though we have some sort of outline . . . blurry as it might seem. This, of course, means we are breaking a few rules of writing. For now, it's being published on Associated Content. Not a lot of money is exchanging hands which might change if we can establish a loyal group of readers.

Nevertheless, we are up to chapter 6. By that I mean Chapter 6 still needs to be written. Chapter 5, Intimus Sanctum, written by Susan Skomessa, was the last installment.

There's a handsome knight who might possibly have romantic feelings for his Queen who he must protect. The King is in battle (we haven't gotten into the King's side of the story yet) but he trusts his Knight to bring the Queen and her son (apparently, a son destined to unite all kingdoms of the ancient world), to safety. The forest is dangerous,especially for lonely warriors, the guardians (good or bad?) are waiting for their arrival.

Does the Queen have feelings for her protector, J'than? Who is this child of destiny? What does the birthmark behind his ear mean? Is the Land of Berothai magical or cursed? Why is it hidden to the common man?

Here are the chapters thus far . . .
Knight of Honor
Knights and Queens and Coffee
A Bell In The Rocks
The Guardians of Berothia
Intimus Sanctum

Excerpt from A Bell In The Rocks: Their journey continued. The fire of the torch grew stronger and brighter the closer they walked to Berothai. If they strayed to the left, or to the right of the narrow path, the flames diminished.

Suddenly, a fierce snarl came from above them. Jthan looked up to see a daughter of Nyx perched on a branch. She was dark and beautiful and for the moment the knight was mesmerized.

New Publishing House: G8Press Launches Successfully

Well, it took us a while but we needed to iron out all the wrinkles before we launched G8Press. And today we did . . . launched and ironed.

We love all you writers of fiction, speculative fiction, nonfiction, poetry, lyrics and even short story collections--all are welcome in our new publishing house. It's not difficult to walk through the gate but your work will have to be edited, at least once(or one gazillion) by you. If you are part of a writers group, you have a better chance of being accepted.

In any case, as a writer myself I know how hard it is to break into the business. I have read so many good manuscripts but publishers would rather take a chance on Stephen King etc. And who could blame them? G8Press was created to help authors get published and readers to find them. Of course, if you want fame and riches G8Press is probably not the company for you. However, we will take care of your baby (authors come first with us) and shall partner with you in the marketing process.

Here's our first project--a simple cookbook titled, "If I Can Cook It You Can Cook It Cookbook." It took eighteen online friends to help us gather recipes. We had a blast. The recipes are simple, the graphics are fun and the photography is awesome. Come check it out in our E-store and soon it will be available on Amazon as well.

Libra

By Soroh Mandel

I feel love…
like a concrete brick on a shaking cliff.
I feel afire…
like a thousand flames calling my name.
I feel tender…
like an open shell in a darken well.

And so we dance –
in mystic fields through silver branches – on ended songs and second glances.
I keep you close –
through sheer immutable will, and you’ll stand near me….
sometimes
as long as my heartbeat keeps perfectly still.

Things get tethered…
precious words sewn
in atrophy
detachment fails, and I improvise normality.

Forcing disconnect
minutes into weeks, standing steep in liquid steel…
only just to breathe
returned to you
stunned
in silent pain, watching your dismissive rage…
my absence ill received.

I pictured it an open sky
the moons embrace, your lovely smile
welcoming my special day...
but anger brews in different ways.

Your words spoke fire, and everything burned, and I choked on your venom and kept my back turned.

Reaction confusion!

Libra speaks, my invisibility shines
while your acid burned my flooded eyes.
Understanding cut in half…foundations have been shoved;
I’ve never felt such raw contempt from someone that I’ve ….. .

I feel…

Leaves

By Irene Faubion

I think that there is nothing
in all God’s great outdoors
that sets my mind at ease,
when I am tired,
like watching leaves—
just blowing in the breeze.

They’re far removed from all my care,
and watching them
my mind just seems to glide
into a tranquil place,
to contemplate;
and meditate;

and worship Him –



Who likened wind to God, the Holy Spirit,
Who, although we see Him not,
Yet He is there!

And so my heart takes courage;
I resume my task;
by simply taking time
to look at leaves –
just leaves – while blowing in the breeze
upon God’s trees.

Project Blankets For Foster Kids

Diana, with her friends at work, has started an awesome project. They're knitting and/or crocheting 8x8 squares which some one then puts together for a complete blanket. These blankets are beautiful. If you want to get involved just let us know. Leave a comment on this post or email the Blog Lady. Here's a few pictures Diana send me of the completed blankets that are given to foster kids.

UPDATE: Diana and I are now trying to get a group of women (and men) at Newsong Church to make blankets for anyone who might need them. We've contacted Rodney H with our homeless ministry and he said he has quite a few families he would like to present with a blanket. Again, if you're interested, just email me . . . or the Blog Lady. 

Grief

By Nicholas Niles

The darkness comes
It's hard to advoid
It swallows you whole
Makes you cry
And makes you whimper
Completely vunerable
Unavoidable
You think it's over
Nothing worse can happen
Whats worse than losing someone you love?
You would be right
There is nothing worse
Because once the darkness lifts
The light shines through
It's tempting to worry
That this ain't it
It's hard to conclude
The war is done
For body, mind and soul
Rest easy now
It's finally over
Tough to say goodbye
Tougher to move on
But ...
With a little work
And a lotta time passing
It will happen
The pain ends
Sleepless nights are a thing of the past
Life moves on
So do you
It is a long, and troublesome journey
You can do it
I know you can
If I can, so can you, right?


Image of Sunrise: copyright Wikimedia Commons
Credit: Henry Muhlpfordt

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