Also, I have re-edited my original Wind River Sanctuary series in a single, easy to find single book box set. I named the set Wind River Trilogy. It is sold on Amazon for $2.50. If I can figure out how to run a promotion on the single books I will but I have permanently reduced their original prices by 50%. The single book price is still a bit more than the Box Set price.
It is finished. Beautiful Valley is finished and I have the cover completed. Next thing is to write the blurb-description and publish the finished product. I now know the New Series Title; it will be the Drakor-Kin Series. The message is: A Happy Ending – An Exciting New Beginning. Beautiful Valley is a transition book. Beautiful Valley introduces the Drakor and their Kin. The Drakor are an ancient race that were defeated in battle against the renegade Nix, a rogue group of even more ancient civilization. The Drakor in their native forms are dragon shape shifters. The Nix manipulated, mutilated, and perverted on a cellular level the ability of the Drakor to change forms or leave their prison – Beautiful Valley. They are without hope and can only wish for the death that will never claim them.
When they receive a disguised message from the ever watchful Mountain and his charges – Sioux and her Command Team, the Drakor survivors hope against hope that these new beings will be able to help them escape their prison and assist them in rescuing the lost souls of the survivors’ mates.
Most of the original crew from Wind River Sanctuary – Finding Sanctuary will be heading off to a new planet in the next book. Some of might remember that Josh, Sioux, Jim, and Jack were the original core group; then as the story progressed Jan, Olinka and her husband and daughter, Bess (Jim’s wife), Viv (Jack’s wife), and the General were added. Toby and Gray Dove and Rich and Elana came next along with Tlaloc and Chelsie. In the new series, Tlaloc, Chelsie, Hap (the General) and his new soul-mate, Rich and Elana, and Toby and Grey Dove will be staying on earth to represent and lead the now fully functioning Wind River Sanctuary. Josh, Sioux, Jim and Bess, Jack and Viv, Dreyoth and Jan, Lillie and Quinoth, and Cal and Luella will be heading to Neptune to establish the new Drakor-Kin colony and first interplanetary Sanctuary.
Hello to all my friends, family, and followers;
This week I did something I haven’t done since I started writing my stories – I concluded one book and made some changes to it because quite frankly Jan Niblock, one of my very favorite people and a darn good editor, brought some glaring discrepancies to my attention. I hope I fixed the relationship issues so Dreyoth and Jan can be together without my readers wondering what the heck happened to my true-soul-mate scene near the beginning of the book. While it’s not so unusual for me to drastically change some scenes or add an additional chapter, it is unusual for me to start another book before I get the previous one published. It sure surprised the heck out of me when I had this need to start another book so soon. The working title so far is New Beginnings. I am still not sure what to call the new series as it won’t be happening at the Wind River Sanctuary any more. In fact, most of the action will be taking place on a new home world called Uranus. Yes, one of our solar system’s larger and further out planets. I see more science fiction and paranormal things happening to our brave band of Avengers-Protectors.
Beautiful Valley (?WRS #4) opens up some interesting new story lines for future books. I envision Josh and his Companions earning and learning about their new abilities, shape shifting forms, and each other in their quest to rid the Universe of the Nix Darkness. While Josh and Sioux will still have their most loyal and original Core Teams, the reader will be introduced to several new members of the colonization crew. It appears now that some of Josh’s own family will be joining him and the others on Uranus. I look forward to meeting all the new characters and finding out how they will deal with the surprises awaiting for them in space.
Now the next big step in getting Beautiful Valley published is creating the book cover. I am not sure what it will look like yet but kind of imagine something along the lines of the previous WRS book covers with maybe a dragon with wings wide open. Anyway, enough for now. Talk to all of you soon. Thank you to all my readers for all you do for me.
Ramblings for Now
I am tired…physically, mentally, and I’m not sure but maybe Spiritually. I have been too long in cities. I can no longer think, breath, or feel. I am cut off from everything I love and long for – Nature, love, companionship, and family. I am surrounded by people whom I call friends but they are not. I won’t allow them to be friends. They are acquaintances I have concerns about; who frustrate me; and pull on my Spirit until I am weary and exhausted. I feel guilty when I choose not to be around them but I know I must for my own health – mental and physical. I have no longer have any place to fill my Spiritual Wells with peace and tranquility.
This city is, or rather has become, very toxic for me. It is much too hot this time of year. I long to be outside working in my garden or fields but this heat saps all my strength and energy. I feel as though I need to nourish the Earth instead of it nourishing and sustaining me. I am like a fish out of water. I need the land but this place is desperate for and in need of its own nourishing and replenishment. I don’t know how to help it. There is no rain, only the ever-present dry hot winds. Winds that pull what little moisture there is in the atmosphere away from the precious trees and plants that would use the moisture to help rebuild the land and restore the necessary balance.
It is humanities’ fault? Possibly, but there are many reasons for the Earth’s current condition. Yes. Humanity is a huge part of that imbalance. We create more waste than the Earth can process, thus over-stimulating some processes and delaying or destroying other processes. We live beyond our needs – not that I’m saying we should not live a good and plentiful life, just a more considerate and careful one.
We think ourselves better and more important than the other beings that share our world. We destroy habitats that shelter and provide sustenance for other beings just so our exploding population can build more houses, factories, office buildings, and other support units in which to dwell and work. Humans must soon realize that we cannot continue in this self-destructive cycle before it is too late.
We must become more aware of those around us – whatever species they are. We think we are a civilized people when in fact we are murderous barbaric monsters. We are full of greed, lust, over-indulgence. We are predators who not only hunt other species but those humans we perceive as weaker than ourselves. We take what we desire without regard for others. Corporations and governments alike have no qualm about shafting, undercutting, or using violence to obtain their bottom lines for the Elite few. Companies and government feel they have no moral or ethical need to ensure those who work for them are suitably compensated for their time and efforts. When a person is no longer necessary or able to do the work load assigned to them, companies and governments willingly replace that individual with one who, many times, agree to work at a lower wage and do more tasks than their predecessor. Why? Mostly because they need the job.
Don’t get me wrong. I know that there have always been those people who have preyed on others; who have hunted them for sport or business; who have taken from others so they themselves could live more comfortably; but the difference now is there are several billion more people who need sustenance now than ever before while there are fewer resources to share. With these conditions, the strong – the rich – the powerful – the greedy – those in charge, have more opportunities to take from those weaker and less resilient than they are. They hoard precious resources saving those things for themselves and their powerful friends. In doing this, they not only hurt the weak but themselves in the end.
We don’t need any outside interference as many science fiction-horror-paranormal books suggest to destroy us, we are and will continue doing that just fine by ourselves. If we don’t learn to live together and make this – our Planet – a safer, more prosperous place for everyone, then there will be nothing left for anyone.
I know I am not alone in feeling like I’m drowning in my life. We all need to have a certain amount of time alone with nature to think, to rejuvenate, to heal not only ourselves but our Planet as well. I just hope that in the next few months I’ll be able to find my place again before I too can no longer carry out my mission and succumb to the pressures of a dying world.
I ask all the Holy Ones to help me find my special place again for I have lost it and don’t know where to look for it. I ask all the Holy Ones to show me the way I must travel to become one with them again. I ask that they grant us the time to mature enough to take the next step in our evolution. I ask that we learn, remember, and obey an Ancient Honor Code for many honorable societies – The Strong will protect and provide for the weak; The Rich will take care of those who make it possible for them to have their riches; The Warrior is kind and merciful in their work; The Weak do what they are capable of doing to the best of their abilities; The Clerics work together to promote peace and goodwill toward all species; The Governments stand by their people and provide protection and services to ensure all residents are safe, healthy, and have a place to live and food on their tables. We all need to work together today to provide for tomorrow because the results if we don’t is the extinction of all of us.
The following is a post I made on Facebook the other day. I decided I needed to post this to my website, not because my website reaches more people, it doesn’t. Not because I want to reach another demographic of the public, it doesn’t. I need to post this because I don’t believe I am the only person to feel this way. If I was the only person to have these feelings then romance in all its many forms, media, traditions, and experiences wouldn’t be necessary. People from all walks of life read romance novels, not just the lonely spinster, or the young idealist, or even the mid-life empty nester. Men and women from all walks of life read them and dream about their own perfect mate. Is it foolish as some social scientists to proclaim for people to read this fantastical stories when there is no way possible for these abstract ideas to be feasible or even viable in this modern society? In my opinion, the chaos and uncertainty are the very reasons why romance is alive and thriving. In our day-to-day lives we all need to escape the harsh realities of war, crime, atrocities against our fellow man, and the sanitized versions in our real worlds. So folks please read my tale below and think upon it, if you dare.
This is an ‘ah-ha’ moment for me. I just realized what I like about most of the space alien romances I read. It is the fact that the male recognizes his soul mate (almost or) immediately then takes the steps to get her and protect her. The male is protective of his mate and his family and will do anything to make and keep his mate happy and safe. While I recognize there are many human males (and females) who find their soulmates and do everything they can to protect, provide, and keep them happy, many relationships are not so fortunate. People don’t take the time to find their life-mates or to keep the mates they have content and safe. Both men and women won’t go the extra mile for anyone else much less their mates. When crisis or life’s pitfalls interfere with the happy, normal, day-to-day operations, they bail instead of working through the difficult times. Or they think the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence or in the next pasture. In reality, that’s not always true. Yes, there are times when one needs to quit a toxic relationship for one’s own self survival and/or the survival of any young in the relationship. If the offending mate is not able or willing to protect his/her own mate/family then the oppressed one needs to leave to protect all of them from future harm.
Now to continue for the rest of my story.
I have not always read or enjoyed romance stories. I still don’t to some extent. I am more of an action and thriller type of person but over the past few years I have found myself reading more romance novels. For the most part I am an observer of life. I enjoy people watching and analyzing their actions and reactions to a multitude of stimuli. Maybe I am a coward in dealing with life since I tend to shy away from relationships. Yes, I have been hurt but does that give me the right to hide my pain behind a façade of indifference and distance? Probably not, but I do it anyway because it is safer for me.
The other day I was visiting with some friends. Some are in long-term relationships, some are new to the relationship game, and a few were singles trying to find a way to fit in with the others. All have been friends for many years, some even grew up together so their relationships contained a lot of personal interaction – bantering, teasing, playful flirtations. As a newer member of this group, I notice several things that both gave me hope and broke my heart into a million pieces. The couples in the long-term relationships moved together in that comfortable and contented way that some people have. I noticed they respected each other; they didn’t overtly flirt with the opposite sex but when someone started obviously flirting with them, they responded in ways that made it very clear that the actions were not welcome. They were not mean or nasty or rude but kind in reminding the other person they were in a monogamous relationship and wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize that relationship. I observed they treated their mates with respect – not only in attitude but behavior. They did not put their self-respect or the respect of their mate in question. They kept in contact with each other, either by thoughts, deeds, or physical closeness. They carried themselves with pride – pride of and for themselves and their mates. I saw the romance in their lives. They lived and breathed for each other, not their friends, not strangers – each other. I could see it in their eyes – they not only look at each other but looked for each other. They didn’t skim the crowd to find a shorter skirt, a bared chest, or any of the other distractions around them. They were part of our group, they visited with us, regaled us with their stories, and engaged in all the conversations going on at the table, but they were by themselves as well. They held hands, played with each other’s hair, stroked their mates face, they were with each other and that was enough.
At the same time, I watched the new relationship couples. This was a completely different scenario. While their main attention may have been on the love-of-their-life, it was not solely centered on them. Their gazes reached out to the crowd around them, undressing even further the scantily clad flock around them. They did not look at their mates but around them. They dressed not in respect of themselves nor their mates but almost like the singles around them that were still searching for their mates. Their attitudes and behavior screamed that they were still on the prowl, that the person they were with was not worth their time or effort and could and would be discarded as soon as a better specimen became available. They held hands and kissed but it was not in comfort but more in possession. Not in love and respect but in dominating and indifference. One of the new relationship couples even had children together but one could not tell it from the way they behaved toward each other and the other singles in the group. The couples allowed their single friends and strangers to flirt outrageously with them without consequences. These couples showed neither respect for themselves, their mates, or the others in the group. How could these people claim to be in love with each other when they didn’t even take the time to enjoy their relationship? Maybe they could be in lust with each other but love? I am not so sure. They were sending mixed signals not only to their mates but to every other person in the room. I was confused and hurt by some of the rude and crude comments they made not only to each other but to the other singles as well.
Let me clarify a few things here. Respect for oneself and your mate does not mean you have to be covered from head to toe in heavy clothing. It means how you comport yourself around others. You may be as naked as the day you were born but if you show respect for yourself, others will respect you as well. People complain about the harshness, tortures, and other horrendous things that have happened to them or the awful things they have done in their lives that make them tainted and not worthy of love and respect. THAT IS JUST PLAIN NONSENSE. People need and deserve love. Our Creators did not make us to be alone in our lives. They created us to need love in our lives. Romance is only one way to show love and devotion. People read romance so they can feel the unconditional love of our true mate – our soulmate – our one and only. Love is not blind as some say. It sees everything – the good, the bad, and the ugly. What love strives to do is to minimize the bad and ugly and express the good and beautiful in all of us. Love should teach us to respect ourselves, our mates, and the others in our lives. Love and romance should always go hand-in-hand. It is not giving flowers on special days but giving to each other every day in every way. Love is not degrading but uplifting. It completes us and gives us the reasons to live another day. Love, honor, respect – those are the elements of true romance. If each of us had all of these in our daily lives, maybe then we would not need or want as many romance novels. But then again, I think we all need to add some sugar and spice to our lives just to make the love better. A note here – Sugar and spice does not mean looking for greener pastures with someone else. It means adding a bit of variety in the way we do things with our mates.
NOW!! But back to my space alien mates…I really wish and hope before it’s too late that I could find my life-mate…either human or alien. Have a great afternoon/evening to all.
Honor, what are you? Are you Pride? Are you Self? Who are you? When does one have Honor? Does everyone have Honor? Where is Honor found? Is Honor found in Life? Or is it found in Birth? Does Honor have a beginning? Or an End? Why is Honor so important to some and despicable to others? Is an enemy the only one who can take one’s Honor or can friends take it as well? Or maybe more important, can we take our own Honor when we consciously act in an unseemly way? How I do answer these Questions?
We hear about Honor almost every day but do we really pay attention to those who have it? Or those who purport they have it? I researched the definition of Honor and here is what I found: 1) (noun) honesty, fairness, integrity in one’s beliefs and actions. 2) a source of credit or distinction. 3) high respect, as in worth, merit, or rank. There are other definitions as well but all conclude that Honor represents a certain level of conduct, reverence toward others, and fair treatment of all.
I think I have Honor. I do my best every day live by my own set of principles and beliefs. I do my best to treat everyone fairly even if it’s not with reverence every day. I do my best to Honor others’ beliefs even when those beliefs are contrary to mine. I do my best not to judge others as I do not want them judging me. I attempt to never humiliate others in private or public as I have been humiliated in both. I listen to others tell me their secrets and hold those secrets close to my heart not revealing them unless there is great need. I tell my secrets to others but know those secrets are not kept when I hear the mumbles and rumors of my disclosures. I think in my own way I am Honorable so when others attack my Honor I am hurt. I am angry. When a friend calls me a liar in public when I am telling the truth, I am hurt and angry.
Friends don’t hurt others either deliberately or unconsciously. Friends stand beside you and help you. If there is a disagreement it is settled in private not in public. I have Pride as well as Honor. I take Pride in doing my research so that when I make a statement in public, I know it to be true to the best of my knowledge. I have often said nothing to friends and others because I don’t want to cause them embarrassment because they have stated a misquoted or incorrect statement they’ve quoted from some ill-informed person or group. I keep my mouth closed when they call me a liar for stating documented facts. Those are not friends and they are not honorable.
I am Honorable to myself and my Beliefs. I am an Honorable person. I have made mistakes in the past and I will make more in the Future but as long as I am True to Myself and My Beliefs I am an Honorable person.
Accept me for who I am, please.
Accept me for what I am, please.
Accept me for needing my quiet time.
Accept me for needing my alone time.
Accept me for my crazy sleep times.
Accept me for who I am.
Accept me for what I am.
I do not need to socialize every day.
I do not need to be with people every day.
I need time to regroup and be myself.
I need time to clear my soul.
Accept me for who I am.
Accept me for what I am.
Don’t deride me in your desire for me to be more social.
Don’t mock me for my solitary ways.
Accept me for who and what I am and I promise to
Accept you for who and what you are.
I am me. I am not you.
I do not need people fawning over me to make me complete.
I want you to understand that even when I don’t feel sociable,
You are still in my heart.
When you chide me for being unsociable, you hurt me in my soul.
Please just accept me for who and what I am.
I am me and no one else.