Tag Archive | mythology
Author and Narrator Interview – C.S MacCath
Originally posted on Library of Erana:
Name: C.S. MacCath Tell us a bit about yourself: I’m an American expat living on Cape Breton Island in Nova Scotia, one of the most beautiful islands on Earth and a Gàidhealtachd of the Scottish Gaelic language. My husband Sean and I own a hundred-year-old minister’s manse here and run an…
Emer regrets what is past
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
The girl she was is no more, Her past, a scattering of driftwood on an empty strand. He took the easy laughter and the wisdom of her words And gave her back the same, Honey-coated and bright as the sun. But love to him was conquest and nights beneath…
Fantasy and literary heroes in our society guest post – Joe Bonadonna
Originally posted on Library of Erana:
Hello, everyone! My name is Joe Bonadonna, and I dwell in the Windy City, the City of Big Shoulders . . . Chicago, IL, USA. So far I’ve published three books: the heroic fantasy collection, Mad Shadows: The Weird Tales of Dorgo the Dowser, published by iUniverse; the space…
Book review: Conor Kelly and The Four Treasures of Eirean
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Alison Isaac is a blogger friend and a great writer. I knew that already from reading her blog and some of her excellent short stories. We share a love of Irish history and legend (more or less the same thing) and Alison is a fund of detailed knowledge for…
New Release….
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
Doomsday: Dark Sage Now available on Amazon The piper of Shacklow The fiddler of Fin The old woman of Demon’s Dale Calls them all in. They said I was born of the Balefire, when the priestesses left the enclosure to open the womb of the land as…
Doomsday, Kindle countdown deal- Final Day
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
The huts are gone. The green lawn beside the stream holds only an echo of their fallen carcasses. Their fires sleep forever in shadow. Voices whisper only in the wind. Stones line the way, guiding reluctant feet towards the hidden valley and the stark, skeletal rowans of…