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Artistry and Contestry ^.^

Sunday, May 29th, 2016



Wow, so this week has been a busy week!

My daughter Yve loves fashion, and in the spirit of encouraging her artistic abilities, I’m supporting her as she starts designing her own t shirts. Right now she’s struggling to choose between logos given by various talented designers.

If you could take a moment to support a 10 yr old’s dreams – check out the logos and let her know which one she should pick! CLICK HERE.

Meanwhile, the Here There Be Dragons Giveaway is going strong. Feel free to check it out for your free prize! CLICK HERE.


Thanks so much, and wish my daughter luck!

Here There Be Dragons Giveaway!

Friday, May 27th, 2016

The Dragon's Call audiobook



For a limited time I’m giving away free copies of The Dragon’s Call –  and all you have to do to enter is watch a 2min video!

There are very few copies so hurry up for your chance to win – click HERE!!!

Good Luck!

Priests of Piracy?

Tuesday, April 5th, 2016




So, while scanning the internet for interesting reads, I stumbled upon one of my works posted up on a random free-to-download site. I felt somewhat conflicted at first. I mean while the site had not asked for my permission, to view my novel posted up for everyone to see essentially giving me free advertisement was, if you’ll excuse the play on words, novel.


While mulling over this turn of events, I googled piracy sites and eventually came to the most interesting article on piracy I have ever encountered. In it the writer of the article interviews the priests of a religion focused on piracy.


Piracy as a religion?


The idea seems tongue-in-cheek at first, but if you continue reading you begin to wonder if the members of such a church are in earnest.


And if so, what does this mean for the writers and creators of the content being pirated?


The religion claims that these self-proclaimed priests of piracy a.k.a. “kopimists,” believe in no god…


But if their religion is the spreading of information then aren’t we, the authors of such information, either avatars – or gods?


Interesting to say the least.


Check it out HERE.




Interview with Author Ryan Dalton

Thursday, July 16th, 2015






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 Today we have an interview with Ryan Dalton, author of Year of Lightning. Check him out, then make sure to join the giveaway below!


When did you first decide you wanted to write?

I’ve loved books and writing since the day I could read, but the determination to write came around when I was ten years old. A family friend published a sci-fi novel and I was totally blown away that we knew someone who’d actually written a book. As a younger kid I’d written little “books” in my school notepads. Until my friend, though, I’d never considered the fact that real people wrote the books I saw on bookstore shelves. When I realized that, it didn’t take long to realize that I wanted to be one of them. So I started writing poetry and short stories more frequently, and from that point on I never stopped wanting to write.


What is your favorite genre to read and/or write?

I have favorite books in every genre, but my heart belongs first to sci-fi and fantasy. We experience enough of normal life during our average day, so I love literature that transports me elsewhere. Whether it’s a place that’s dangerous and exotic, or that’s just a little bit off-center of our own universe, I love the adventure of discovering those differences. I like meeting people who can do extraordinary things, whether by inborn ability or uncommon effort. That’s what gets my adrenaline flowing.


Do you have a favorite author?

It’s impossible to pin down one all-time favorite, but here are a few that top my list:

Alexandre Dumas – The Count of Monte Cristo is my all-time favorite book

Isaac Asimov – especially the Foundation series

Nick Harkaway – I think The Gone-Away World will end up being considered one of the great books of our generation

Madeleine L’Engle – I credit her A Wrinkle in Time series with sparking my love for sci-fi books. It’s the first series of its kind that I can remember reading and loving as a kid.

Brandon Sanderson – His work strikes a wonderful balance between compelling characters and drama, heart-pounding action/adventure, and thoughtful and clever world-building. His story twists also manage to surprise me on a regular basis, which is so much fun. I especially love his Mistborn series, and he was able to complete The Wheel of Time masterfully.


What was it like writing The Year of Lightning?

I had an absolute blast writing this book, and I’m having an equally great time writing Book 2 of the trilogy. The Year of Lightning took me about two years to write. The idea started with a picture that popped into my head – an old abandoned house with no doors, only windows, and while teenage twins are walking by they see a face in the window. I loved the creepy feeling I got from that picture, so I started asking myself questions about it. Who was in the house and how did they get there? What were they doing? What else was happening? So massive lightning storms began breaking out all over town, and as the twins saw more of the person inside the house with no doors, the lightning storms also got worse. Since the twins were the only ones who realized what was happening, they took it upon themselves to investigate. I loved the combination of sci-fi and mystery, and I think the finished product is really fun.


Is there something you want to write about, that you haven’t yet?

I mainly write sci-fi, but it’s such a malleable genre and I want very much to explore its boundaries. I’m always jotting down new story ideas and many of them have a sci-fi element, but I wouldn’t necessarily classify them as solely sci-fi. Some are dramas with sci-fi, some are romances with sci-fi, others mysteries and still others fantasy. The Year of Lightning is very much a mystery, and elements of that mystery incorporate sci-fi ideas. I think it’s fun to test the limits of what “sci-fi” can actually mean and how it can blend with other genres.


What is one silly fact about you?

I sing. Mostly alone, but occasionally I can be convinced to do it in front of people. I took classical stage training for three years, so I totally love music and performing.


Do you have a favorite character you have written so far?

The most fun character to write in The Year of Lightning has been a guy named Fred Marshall. He’s a secondary character that starts out in a fairly ridiculous way. He’s over the top and boisterous and goofy without meaning to be, but as the story goes on we see his layers. There’s more to him than there appears to be at first, and it was super fun to write a character that has both comic relief and hidden depths.


Is your writing influenced by people in your life?

Most writers are sponges. We absorb our surroundings, whether people or events, and they all go into a big creative masher machine in our brains. You never know when or how something may contribute to the writing, so it pays to be aware and sometimes even stop to jot down random notes. I do this often enough that my family and friends no longer question it. They know what I’m doing and why.


Anything you want to say to the readers of my blog?

My YA sci-fi mystery novel, The Year of Lightning will be released on December 8, 2015. Here’s a brief plot description:


When 15-year-old twins Malcolm and Valentine Gilbert moved to a new town, they never imagined that the old house across the street could bring them so much trouble. Inside the old house, a secret machine with the power to pierce time has reawakened. Meanwhile, lightning storms are breaking out all over town. They’re getting worse every week, and seem to enjoy striking kids who just want to pass science class and mind their own business. When Malcolm and Valentine discover a connection between the house and the storms, their situation goes from mysterious to crazy-stupid dangerous. Someone is controlling the great machine, and their purpose is nearly complete. In a race against time, the twins must uncover the chilling plan, the mastermind behind it, and the force that’s driving the deadly storms. They’ll hunt a powerful enemy that threatens their town’s existence, and the only clues are written in the sky.


If that sounds like a fun read to you, then one of the best ways you can support new authors is to preorder their books. I’m including the Amazon link below, and I hope you love it!

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The Dragon Throne

Sunday, July 12th, 2015



So, here’s the update! While I do have to apologize for not updating the cover for The Dragon Throne, I do have good news ^.^


An awesome cover artist is reworking the feel for the first book The Dragon’s Call which, I’m told, will be completed within the next few weeks! Yay!


Meanwhile, I’ve completed over 101k words, and I’m hoping to complete the book in another 5k.


Now, here’s the thing. If I’m unable to finish the book completely in 5k words, if I go over into 110k words or more (which I don’t think will happen, but you never know,) I will split the book in two. I won’t know until I’ve finished the book completely, because once I complete the rough draft and go through edits, I’m liable to lose as much as 5-7k words – or gain the same amount. So, I’ll keep updating through completion of the book and edits.


Until then, if you’re desperate for something to read – check out some short stories HERE



Dragons and Things

Friday, June 26th, 2015





I’ve passed 84k words in The Dragon Throne, but I still haven’t finished. I am clearing the beginning mark to the last end of the book, though. I have only 7 scenes to write before I hit the very 5-6 scenes at the very end of Cecily and Derek’s story. At least, that’s the plan. Once I’ve completed that, then comes the editing process which takes awhile and is as painful as actually writing the story, if not more so.


I’ve been lucky enough to contact wonderful artists over the length of this duology, and I came in contact with another extremely talented artist who seemed interested in redoing the cover for The Dragon’s Call, and creating the cover for The Dragon Throne. Needless to say, I’m absolutely thrilled ^.^


Cover creation is an extremely lengthy, time-consuming process, and while I can create covers, and enjoy doing so, time dictates that I focus my efforts on writing and completing the story instead of cover-making. To this end, I’m consuming large amounts of coffee and propping my eyes open with tooth-picks to get this finished. (Ok, only the coffee part is true!)


Meanwhile, help yourself to the giveaway below, and wish me luck! ^.^

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Lord of Death #free ^.^

Tuesday, June 23rd, 2015



Lord of Death is available for #free for the next few days on Amazon ^.^ Make sure to pick up your #free copy HERE, then check out the #giveaway below!



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The Dragon Throne 5th Installment!

Sunday, June 21st, 2015


Read 1 2 3 4

Here’s the latest installment in Cecily’s story! Make sure to check out the giveaway below! Enjoy!

Leaves rustled in the grove, their movement a gentle whisper in Cecily’s ears. She trailed her fingers against the prickly tree bark as she passed. Her senses seemed heightened, aching, sharp – which was funny. She knew she was dreaming. She looked around in wonder as luminous green leaves shivered on the branches, golden streams of light flowing through their veins.


There was that voice again. She whipped around, pushing back the silky ebony tendrils of her hair. “Yes? What do you want?” She stepped forward, the grass a cool, prickly carpet under her bare feet. “Hello?”

The trees darkened, their shadows edging into relief. The wind rustling through leaves and flowers lowered to a gentle murmur, then went silent.

“Hello?” She squinted. The end of the tree grove loomed in total darkness.

Cecily, come.

“To where?” The grove ebbed away as she moved, surrounding her in darkness. “Hello?”


She whirled and was blinded by harsh light. She threw an arm over her eyes, and the light enveloped her, surrounding her before settling into a glowing warmth in her chest. “What do you want?”

To finish what was started so long ago. The voice began to fade along with the light. Cecily, time is running out.

Cecily’s heart began to race as an inexplicable sense of loss washed over her. “Wait! Where are you?”

I can only be found by those untouched, and only in an untouched place.

The brightness dimmed until only the soft glow in her chest remained. Cecily swallowed against a lump in her throat. “But where is that?”

Find me, Cecily.

“Wait!” She stumbled forward, but the light disappeared. Weariness washed through her. She fell to her knees and scrutinized the soft pulsing glow in her chest, slightly above her heart. What the hell was that?

After a moment, she pressed her lips together, stood, and stretched her hands to guide the way in the gloom. Eternity seemed to pass in darkness with only the soft glow coming from her heart to guide her. Cecily stumbled, searching for the way back to the grove. Some time passed before she felt the ground tremble. Her heart skipped a beat, and she picked up her pace.

The tremor increased and she moved faster. What was approaching that would make the ground shake like that?

Soon, the quaking grew until the ground was shuddering. Cecily broke into a blind run, arms flailing in the dark.

A chuckle rumbled behind her.

Oh, no. That voice was familiar. She looked back and swallowed a scream. Sahak.

“You can’t run from me, little mix-breed.” His eyes glowed amber. “You can’t run from yourself.”

Cecily stumbled and caught herself as Sahak tramped toward her, his form morphing from human to dragon. “No! Please!” She swallowed another scream as his jaws opened wide, his entire form glowing red with heat.

“You can’t run from this, little mix-breed.” His voice was guttural. “You will be bathed in fire.”

Cecily screamed as white fire encased her, melting the flesh from her bones.

“Cecily, wake up!” Something gripped her shoulders, shaking her.

She threw her arms out, struggling to run from the fire searing her skin.

“Cecily, it’s okay. Calm down.” Tara’s voice sounded worried.

Tara. That’s right. Tara had spent the night. Cecily shuddered and pushed up on one elbow and rubbed her face. “I’m fine now, Tara.”

“Are you sure?”

No, she wasn’t. The dream had been as bad as any flashback she’d ever had. She nodded anyway, still bleary with sleep and bad dreams. “Yeah. I am.”

“All right.” Tara sent her a concerned look. “I’m going to head down to the kitchen and fix you breakfast.” She moved to the door. “Anything you want? We need to head to school soon. Daniel left early.”

“Yeah. Eggs are good.”

Tara nodded and left.

Cecily shuddered and fell back against the pillow, listening as Tara’s footsteps moved from the room and down the hall. After a second she groaned, pushed out of bed, and pulled on clothes before trudging down the stairs to the kitchen.

Tara looked up from where she sat at the table with two plates of eggs. She pushed one toward Cecily. “How are you feeling?”

Cecily sat and dug into her food. “I’m fine. I just-”

Someone knocked on the front door, and Cecily paused. “Who could that be?”

“Derek maybe?” Tara suggested.

Cecily shook her head, pushed her plate away, and stood. “Derek meets me after school now. He hated scaring everyone.”

“So that’s why he and Tariq don’t attend school anymore?” Tara picked up both plates and took them to the sink.

“Yeah, pretty much.” Cecily walked to the front door and cracked it open.

A man in a dark blue uniform stood on the porch holding two envelopes. “Are you Cecily Burns?”

“Yes.” She swung the door wide and accepted the envelopes. “Thank you.”

He turned away and Cecily closed the door. What could these letters possibly be? The last time she’d used the messenger service, she’d applied to Lymans, the closest university to the Emery Ville enclave. One of the letters must be a response, but why were there two?

She tore open the top letter, read the first paragraph, and her heart lifted with relief. She’d been accepted to Lymans! At least now she’d be able to stay at the university closest to their home. When she graduated, she’d be able to find a dragon-run business nearby so she could keep an eye on Dad. Once Daniel went on to New Oxford, it would just be the two of them. She frowned. But what was the second letter the messenger had given her? She tore open the envelope, unfolded the letter, and read the first paragraph. Her fingers went limp and the paper slipped to the floor. Tara came to her side and sent her a questioning look, but Cecily gave a quick shake of her head.

The soft, shuffling sound of her father’s footsteps paused on the landing above the foyer. “Cecily? Who was that at the door? Is something wrong?”

She stiffened. “It’s nothing, Dad.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.” She retrieved the letter from the floor, then folded both invitations and stuffed them in her pocket. “I’m sure.”

“Well, when you’re ready to talk about it, let me know.” His footsteps faded away.

“Yeah.” Cecily motioned for Tara to follow, then turned to climb the stairs to her room, thinking hard. She’d always agonized about Daniel getting out of Emery Ville. She’d always worried that with his grades he wouldn’t escape the fate of humans considered unworthy to serve dragonkind. Tender. Earth-worker. She hadn’t wanted that for him. She’d studied hard and worried more for Daniel than for herself, because she’d always known her grades would get her into Lymans.

She’d always planned to attend there because Lymans was close enough to visit Dad. She’d never expected nor wanted to be offered another choice. There was no way Dad could survive by himself. Not just that, what about this new change she had just gone through? She wasn’t even sure what it meant. Who knew if some other weird thing would happen to her? Derek would have to hide her with magic all the time! Why had this letter come now?

Cecily entered her room, grabbed her backpack and books for school, and stuffed the two acceptance letters in her back pocket, ignoring Tara’s curious look. “Let’s go. We’ll miss school if we don’t hurry.”

Tara nodded, seeming to understand that Cecily needed to think.

Cecily’s chest tightened as they continued downstairs to the front door. She’d been invited to New Oxford, the same university Daniel would attend on his sports scholarship on the east coast, a school she hadn’t even applied to.

She didn’t notice as the two letters sticking out of her back pocket caught in the door jam on the way out.

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Poems, Lyrics, Psalmos Free ^.^

Tuesday, June 16th, 2015

Poems, Lyrics, Psalmos is available for free for the next couple of days! Pick up your copy, then join the giveaway below ^.^

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The Dragon’s Call Top 10 ^.^

Monday, June 15th, 2015



The past two days have been really crazy, and I’m just busting with excitement ^.^ The Dragon’s Call is still hitting #1 in Folklore & Mythology – and now it’s hitting the top 10 in Paranormal & Urban! It will only be #free for a limited time, so make sure to pick up your copy ^.^

Meanwhile, make sure to join in on the giveaway below in preparation for the Poems, Lyrics, Psalmos book launch event.


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