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“Mage’s Burden: Book 1 of the Fire of the Jidaan Trilogy” Whit McClendon
#aromasauthors #whitmcclendon For over two thousand years, the Realm of Talwynn has known peace. But now, the evil sorcerer Mordak has broken free, and the time for battle has come once more. Brunar, a noble Mage, turns to the magick of six powerful and ancient weapons, the Jidaan, for aid. Millennia ago, the Jidaan […]
Confusions of the mind
Originally posted on The Showcase:
Swirling in a whirlwind Habituated and addicted The familiar breeds comfort The contempt disregarded. ? Love like unicorns or dodos Obscure and obsolete Seeking explanations Leaves you confounded. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Image Courtesy: http://www.instaprints.com ?
Thomas Wharton
Originally posted on Reading Recommendations:
Thomas Wharton What is your latest release and what genre is it? A novel called Every Blade of Grass. I like to call it an eco-romance, since there’s romance in it as well as environmental thoughts. Quick description: James Wheeler and Martha Geddes meet at an environmental conference in Iceland…
Spotlight On Tammy Jo Eckhart #Imaginarium
Originally posted on ARMAND ROSAMILIA:
SPOTLIGHT ON: TammyJo Eckhart How did you get involved in the upcoming Imaginarium convention? I met Stephen through several science fiction conventions. What is your latest release and what genre is it? Book three of the “Beyond the Soften of His Fur” trilogy. Genre is…
A Murder of Crows, by P. F. Chisholm
Originally posted on Blogging for a Good Book:
It’s always exciting to discover that an author has returned to a series you thought had been abandoned. While browsing the stacks, I recently came across a new-to-me installment in the adventures of Sir Robert Carey, sixteenth-century Elizabethan courtier and crime solver. These historical mysteries are set in the 1590s…
Late Night Writing #Amwriting #poetry
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
Where were you … when I lit the waxy wick at 3 am unrolled the parchment that resisted and cracked * Where were you when I inked my quill container upended and spilled not so deftly I protected my craft * Where were you when the words ran so…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 