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World Cup 2023 Begins!

How many nights in a week can I go with only three hours of sleep? We might find out in the coming month with the world cup being played in New Zealand and Australia. The majority of the games are scheduled to start between midnight and three AM in my local time zone. I should be grateful the times are not during the work day. I don’t think I could spare the time away to watch at all if they were.

The first US game was Friday early evening against Vietnam. While I don’t think this US team has the same flare as the one in 2019, they are still fun to watch. The rest of the world is also catching up in quality, which is making for much closer matches than in the past. It’s exciting to see the progress of women’s soccer, and I hope that starts to better translate to things like jersey availability, broadcast contracts, and especially pay.

For the group stage, I have the US, Canada, and England on my calendar for reminders, and then all the games in the knockout round. A handful of players from the OL Reign were called up for the world cup to play for their countries, so I’m excited to see what they can do there before coming back to Seattle for the remainder of the NWSL season.

Rapinoe is still my favorite. She brings such energy to the game right along with her attitude. She might be younger than me, but I still want to be her when I grow up. The combination of confidence and consideration in the face of the vehemence she far too often receives is reflective of inner strength I can only imagine.

On the field, I would have liked to have seen more shots on target for the US. Given the control, opportunities, and skill, you would expect more fireworks. Vietnam put up a good effort, but it couldn’t stop the shots from eventually chipping away. That PK was weak though, so work on getting more power behind those.

Canada and England’s games were a bit lackluster with great showings by their opponents. No big upsets as there were at the men’s tournament late last year in the group stage, but the heavy hitters have some things to think about and kinks to work out.

The next US game is against the Netherlands on July 26th at 6 PM PST. It is one of the last chances to watch a game at a reasonable time of day in the Americas. The game will also be a test for the US with their opponent ranked fifth by FIFA. Other top-ranked teams have yet to play their first game, so I’m excited to see what the tournament has in store.

Catch the action on various FOX channels in the US and support your favorite players.

Hidden Promise in KU!

Earlier this week, I pushed the button that shifted Hidden Promise, the third installment in the Hidden series, over to Kindle Unlimited. After a dip in April, I saw an uptick in page reads for the first two books in the series over the last couple of months, so if you have been waiting for the KU release, it has officially arrived!

The first three books are all available on Amazon in ebook, paperback, and now on KU. When you finish each one, please take a moment to leave a rating/review to help others find the series. 

Happy reading before the World Cup starts! 

Bavarian Independence Day

No, this post is not about Bavaria, but about the little slice of Bavaria nestled in the Cascade Mountains. I spent the 4th of July week in Leavenworth, Washington for a much-needed vacation. This one we took with my sister and her kids, sharing a VRBO and planning some group activities.

The first day was horseback riding. Everyone was interested in that one, and we had reserved the early morning spot so we were out on the mountain before the heat of the day hit. I have been on rides a few times before, and I love meeting the horses and having a relaxing ride along trails through the forest.

Horse selfie! I had to borrow my niece’s jeans because I packed last minute and forgot my own.

While the adults rode in the last three positions, my nephew and niece were toward the front with the guide. Our horses started to fall back from them a bit. We think it was because my niece’s horse had gas the entire time, so Duncan, my husband’s horse, stayed back a good horse length or more. Then we slowed down further because Splash at the back had to stop to pee so many times.

I love it, though. I find a ride through the woods relaxing because you are away from the stress of life. It is the same with the hike we did on the 4th, which was probably my highlight. Usually, my favorite part would have been the ziplining or rafting, because I love those fun, exciting activities. This year, I have enough thrill in my everyday life that I needed the away time.

We made it to the lake! There were actually two lakes on this hike, but the kids were getting tired, so we turned back at the first one.

As for the rafting and ziplining, the rafting was tame compared to my single prior experience. It was late in the season with the water running low and slow, but the ease was perfect for my nephew’s first time rafting. He now wants to go again with us in May. He is not fully processing how much rougher and colder it will be at that time of year, but we will likely not be going for at least another year or two.

Ziplining is always awesome and something we try to do on every vacation. Each location puts its own spin on the experience, and this one had a clever duck hunt. They had over 200 rubber ducks hidden along the course and gave the group a target of how many we needed to find to earn our stickers at the end. There was even a giant duch made out of floaties in a pond, and we had a contest of who could throw a little rubber duck inside of the floating duck as they zipped across. Only one of the guides made it, but I think I was the closest otherwise.

Along with activities, if you head to Leavenworth, you should make sure to check out a few of the Bavarian attractions. Andres Keller was my favorite German food during this trip. The schnitzel with spätzle was wonderful, and they had an accordion player there during dinner. For shops, the cheesemonger is not to be missed. They know their cheeses and have samples to try. Cured, the butcher, and the oil and vinegar shops are also top on our list. If you prefer sweets, there are a few chocolatiers along with handmade ice cream available.

We walked everywhere, and I probably still ate more calories than I should have. Regardless, I had a great time. The hot weather soaked into my bones, and I took some time to relax and have fun. Now, it’s back to work!

Before work, we did have D&D with a potluck dinner yesterday. But, NOW, it’s back to work.

Elaria – Origin of the Fairy

This post contains minor spoilers for Hidden Promise, and I recommend holding off reading further until you are caught up with the series so far. It is also my first foray into creative writing in about a month, so please bear with the rusty attempt.

Origin

Between the balance of vampires and fairy in Elaria, the vampires emerged first. In the east and south, an airborne menace swarmed far and wide each night, devastating the surrounding landscape. Storms raged through the air and over the denuded ground. Animals fled, rivers ran dry, and fires raged after lightning strikes.

Ripples ran through the realm, and it shifted, and adapted. Points of calm appeared around the chaos, gentling the atmospheric turbulence. The fairy had evolved.

The weather disturbances were merely the first stage of the conflict. As the storms calmed, the people clashed. Vampires and fairy filled the skies, vying for control, establishing strongholds, and spreading through the realm.

Upon their emergence, the fairy had greater numbers. It had worked for the gilar to counter the elves. Unfortunately, the greatest weapons of the vampires overmatched the fairy, and the fairy numbers slowly dwindled away. They did not possess the brutal-minded aggression of the gilar and were not inclined to attack the vampires unprovoked.

Infighting among the vampires initially saved the fairy. While the fairy built strong communities, the vampires fought for control of their colonies. The insect and bat wings clashed, both subjugating their prisoners until the two types integrated so much that they became one.

Both the gilar and elves stood firm against vampire incursions and held their territory. Skirmishes with the gilar set the vampires back further. The gilar proved highly resistant to the vampire’s venom and highly motivated toward revenge. Sometimes the fairy came out victorious in a confrontation with the gilar, but those occasions were, more often than not, followed by significant retribution. The hubris of the vampires and aggression of the gilar bought the fairy time.

Migration

Through the centuries, the fairy migrated and spread across the realm. They sought places to call their own, flying far and wide. The vampires followed, always.

The fairy trained to defend themselves. They created weapons to combat the threats of fighting their balance. None of it saved them, not enough. Vampire venom had a devastating impact on any fairy struck by it. Within hours of being clawed, a fairy would fall ill, becoming weak, shakey, and sweating. In a day, after suffering even a minor injury, half the fairy would be dead, and only half survived. Even with the precautions they took and the defenses they developed, the fairy faced destruction. They could not continue to defy the odds, nor escape into the far reaches of the continent. There was nowhere the vampires could not follow.

Disappearance

In the mountain ranges to the north and east, battles raged. Over the ocean to the south, vampires and fairy fought and fell. The fairy became desperate and withdrew into defensive positions around their disparate settlements. While the elves wondered at the extended silence from the friendly race, the fairy leaders sought radical solutions. One woman found a solution.

She went away, disappearing for a time before returning with a promise: her life, and all to follow in her line, in exchange for the protection of her people. She would sacrifice and live a life of solitude, and the fairy could disappear into their newly established sanctuaries.

Seven islands of safety, the sanctuaries connected on an essential level while remaining physically remote. No one could leave, but no threats could enter either. The protector of the sanctuaries went into hiding, and the world thought the fairy were lost. All that remained of them were stories and legends.

Hidden Promise Available Now!

Hidden Promise is officially out in both ebook and paperback formats! This past Tuesday marked the release of my third book on Amazon. I spent time on Monday finalizing the paperback so it would go live around the same time, and the timing came out near perfect in the end. 

Thank You!

A huge shout out to my alpha and beta readers. Reading early versions and providing valuable feedback is exciting, but it’s also daunting at times, especially for an extended series of full-length novels. I did have one beta reader drop off this time due to conflicting obligations, so if you are interested in joining the beta team, please let me know!

I also think that Miguel Lobo did an amazing job taking over the cover artist role for this book. The feedback on the third cover has been overwhelmingly positive. I love that the series feels visually cohesive while bringing a new life to my world. 

Thank you so much for helping get the word out!

Finally, a specific thank you to Beba for her ongoing support and stellar street team efforts. Beba has been a beta reader from the first book. She rereads the final versions and always follows through by posting honest reviews on various platforms. Her engagement with me on social media is up there with my sister (and biggest fan). This time, she even posted a recommendation for my series in various groups. I could not be more humbled and appreciative of this level of support. 

And Now!

The ebook is now up to the same price as Hidden Sanctuary. If you were hoping to get preorder pricing, you’ll have to be satisfied with snagging Hidden Strength at a discount instead. The fourth and final installment is available for ebook preorder, and I’m doing similar preorder pricing as I did for Hidden Promise. 

For Kindle Unlimited subscribers, I’m continuing the tradition for this series of giving the book buyers about a four-week headstart. Hidden Promise will shift over to KU sometime around July 10th, so keep an eye out around then for it to become available to your library. 

Happy reading, and don’t forget to leave a rating/review!

Urg Did Not Stick to the Plan

When we left our intrepid explorers of Undermountain, Urg was being chased by mysterious creatures, Ashe was running toward the boat, and the rest of the group was cursing Urg’s name and kicking up pebbles.

The Race is On

By the time Urg made it to the source of the wailing, Ashe was at the gondola and pushing away from the riverbank to pick up his party. The gondolier plied the vessel steadily upriver, his strokes with the pole sure and smooth from his decades, centuries, and more at the task.

They moved quickly. It was a relatively straight shot to the northeast following the waterway. Someone saw him approaching and called out to the party milling about, so they gathered on shore for his arrival. Ashe swore upon hearing of Urg’s apparent “heroics.”

“We should wait here,” said Valorik.

“Or take the boat to our first landing spot,” offered Hudson.

“But what if he runs back here and we’re gone?” Rose asked.

Ashe sighed, flipped the gondolier a copper, and jumped to the shore. “I guess you all take the boat back, and I will run from this side to give him some backup if he does come this way.”

So saying, he took off running again as the party climbed aboard and requested a trip downriver once more.

Death Glare

The caverns were windy, going back and forth, carved through the stone of Undermountain. While he could not see them, Urg could hear the pounding of feet and the click of chitinous legs following behind him.

He ran. On and on. Past the broken cauldron, past the geyser cavern leading toward the upriver shore, past the chains then empty of prisoners. The cave took a wide turn and straightened out. He could smell the change in the air, a crisp scent of free-flowing water.

A coven of sea hags rounded the corner behind him with their giant crab pets all in pursuit. A blast of lightning shot from the hands of the one they had spoken to earlier, hitting him square in the back. A shock ran through him, his muscles tightening, and Urg stumbled forward.

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Tools of their trade.

He kept his feet and ran on, but moments later another blast of magic hit him, freezing him in place. His momentum carried him forward. Urg crashed to the ground, rolled, and slid a few feet before stopping. His shield lay frozen on his arm and his hand clutched uselessly at his weapon.

The crabs descended on him in a frenzy, swiping at him with blind fury and finding purchase only on his shield. Their masters were not so blinded by animal rage. The sea hags slowed and closed in on him. His unblinking eyes met the gross visage of the closest hag, and she smiled at him with sharp, slime-coated teeth. Urg’s will cracked, and his life drained away.

To the Rescue

Not having to wind through the caves, and having the flow of the river with them, the boat arrived back at the riverbank much quicker than Urg’s running could take him there. Tossing their payment to the boat’s master, they jumped off and headed into the cave.

Seeing a figure lying motionless amid the mob of creatures, Valorik charged forward while Rose’s stout little legs carried her forward with surprising speed. They attacked, and Hudson shot off a spell of his own as he got in range. The hags turned their baleful eyes on the interfering group. Hudson shook off the effects, but Valorik went down beside Urg, his life slowly fading away.

They fought, targeting one of the hags without consideration for the damage from the rest. The coven must be broken. Blows rained down and spells shot out. Finally, one of the crabs reared up as its hag master fell to a critical strike. Injured and weary, the group turned to deal with the rest, and Hudson risked himself to run forward with a healing potion in hand to revive one of their fallen companions.

The breaking of the coven gave them hope, but the achievement had taken its toll on the group. They wondered if they would yet fall to the remaining hags. Hudson teleported away with Urg’s still prone form, leaving devastation in his wake. The crabs dropped, but the hags only became more determined.

Ashe, winded but still running strong, burst silently around the turn in the cave to see his friends fully engaged. He took aim. With surprise on his side, he delivered a devastating shot to one of the two remaining hags, turning the lasting fight into quick clean-up work.

Bloody and exhausted, they healed Urg, primarily so they could berate him for his poor decision-making and listening skills.

Urg, Stick to the Plan!

Our monthly D&D session last week had another fun bit of chaos I thought I would use this week’s blog post to share with you all.

Setting the Scene

Our group of intrepid explorers was waiting for information from their contacts in Skullport, so they decided to spend the time exploring the other side of the river. Deciding to brave the gondola guided by the tiefling skeleton, the group stumbled across a dark cave where a young boy and a goblin were imprisoned.

After some investigation, they discovered the boy had been washed down into Undermountain. His friend escaped the sea’s pull, while he was swept away and captured by some hags. They sent the goblin on his way and freed the boy. He lingered in the back as the group prepared to engage the hags, poking around in murky pools. One slimy hand emerged, then another, and a hideous hag dragged herself from the water.

Fully prepared for a fight, her polite inquiries caught the group off guard, and they stutteringly shifted to conversation mode. After providing some brief information, she ushered the group on their way, out toward the river and away from the yet-unexplored cave in the back.

The Plan

Their boat was back at the other beach downriver. They were left with two options: swim or try to go back through the hag’s territory. It was unlikely the entire group could sneak through the cave, but their rogue, Ashe, might be able to make it. Taking their signal whistle in case he ran into problems, Ashe made it through the main cavern and back to the caves further in, intending to bring the boat upriver to the group.

He there faced a choice. To the right was the way back to the boat. To the left was the unexplored section of the cave. Being the aspiring legendary thief, he naturally went left and ended up at a large cavern filled with shipwrecks piled high on one side. A ship’s figurehead looked on from across the room, and a well-preserved Crowsnest towered high over the pile.

Curious as to what might be contained within, Ashe began to climb the pile toward the platform above. About ten feet from his goal, the figurehead behind him, a banshee, began to wail. The piercing sound echoed through the chamber and down the halls. Ashe dropped back down and ran.

Disagreement

While Ashe sprinted down the unfamiliar corridors, his party argued.

“That’s our cue,” Urg stated, spoiling for the previously averted fight.

“He said he would use the whistle,” countered Anakis. “That is not the whistle.”

“Yeah,” Rose agreed. “He’s fast, like me. He can get to the boat, and we should be here when he returns so he doesn’t get lost looking for us.”

Urg shook his head. “We can’t just leave him. I’m going.” So saying, he took off running toward the source of the wailing.

Ashe ran toward the boat. Urg ran toward the sound. The party stood on the shore muttering about bad decisions.

As Urg approached the source of the cacophony, it suddenly cut off. “Ashe?!” he called out.

The only response was the clicking and scraping of chitinous legs on stone.

“Uh oh,” he thought and turned to run again, this time toward where they had left the boat.

The End

Not really, but that is all the time I have for blogging today, so tune in next week for the thrilling conclusion to this comedy of errors!

Happy weekend all!

My Own Murder

Life has been overwhelming of late…still. I have been piling too much on my plate, and I realized after the fact that I even missed doing a blog post last weekend! This packed schedule will pass, but not for some time yet.

What am I doing?

I’m working on getting my new business off the ground. The process starts with bleeding money, never having enough time, and always being on the job. From there, it progresses to bleeding less, thinking you have some downtime (but not really), and telling yourself you need to be off the clock sometime. After that, it slowly works to some semblance of balance, or what you come to believe balance looks like.

As of today, I’m still in the second stage. Most of my time is spent on the phone (yuck!), managing people, or dealing with all the admin behind the scenes. I spend a lot of time in my cave of an office when I’m not out in the field helping with the work or driving between job sites.

The office is not really a cave, it has windows, but the ones where I work have the tint film on them, making even sunny days seem cloudy. To keep myself from becoming a zombie, I make it a point to go outside periodically to take in the weather and warm my bones in the sun if it is a nice enough day.

New Friend

There is a crow that hangs around outside. I think it is the same one, and I’m choosing to believe so, regardless of any evidence. Its name is Mark, and I have been trying to make friends with it. There is a slightly mangled slice of bread in the loaf at the office specifically set aside for this purpose.

Thus far, my offers of friendship remain open and unaccepted. My presence is greeted with trepidation, and Mark flies away before I can fully present my bread-ball gifts. I don’t know if Mark returns to partake of the snacks or if the little sparrows hanging around have been hoarding the bounty.

Either way, I will continue my efforts. Mark will appreciate my generosity and tell his crow friends. When you see the car driving around with a murder of crows following in its wake, you will know I have achieved my goal. Okay, maybe I don’t want them associating my car with me, but I will figure that out once I make friends with Mark.

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One step at a time. Happy weekend all!

Early Mother’s Day

The sun is finally out in Washington, and it emerged with a vengeance. There are some in my life who dread the heat, especially at night when trying to sleep. I, on the other hand, have been ready for these temperatures for at least a month. There might be some thunderstorms tomorrow, but other than that, the upcoming week is looking wonderful. I will enjoy it while it lasts.

Today, we spend a fair portion of the afternoon indoors at an early Mother’s Day lunch. We like to go out on Saturday rather than Sunday to avoid the restaurant rush. No one likes waiting, and the packed establishments become very loud with everyone crammed in together. It is much easier to schedule a leisurely meal a day early to enjoy our time together instead of adding frustration.

This year, my sister is adding some Mother’s Day joy to another family. She has long desired to give of herself (literally) in some way. She donates blood, is on the marrow registry, and even tried to donate a kidney once. That last one did not work out, but late last year, she connected with a couple looking for a surrogate, and things progressed from there.

It is sweet to see their excitement through interactions with her. Their mingled hope and fear at the start developed into a general excitement. Within the coming month, she is due, and the parents are fully prepared to drop everything and drive the three hours up from Portland if she goes into labor early. I’m betting on two weeks from tomorrow.

Pregnancy has risks, and I will always worry about what she is taking on with such an undertaking, but she is happy and content with her decision and has the support through the surrogacy process that she needs. I could never do it, but I’m glad she has had the opportunity to give this gift to someone.

On that note, happy Mother’s Day to all!

Hidden Promise Cover Reveal!

If you signed up for my newsletter, you got a peek at this last month. For everyone else, the much-anticipated cover art for Hidden Promise is below!

But First

The artist for the first two books was Jonathan Lebel. Unfortunately, he was unavailable to continue the series this year. At some point, I will likely redesign all four covers to make them more fantasy-action images to highlight a battle scene or something dramatic. These initial covers are the grand images in my mind encompassing key moments just before or after. I imagine them as epic scenes like the one in The Fellowship of the Ring where the fellowship is cresting the hill just after they begin their journey. These covers are for me. They are emotional moments for my characters that I shared with them as I wrote. 

With Jonathan’s departure, I wanted to find an artist who could continue to capture these scenes with the same feelings while bringing their personality to the final product. I searched online and had many talented artists reach out to me via Twitter. From them all, Miguel Lobo’s work stood out to me as embodying similar fantasy worlds with light and character. 

Those are trees with mountains in the background. I’m getting better at drawing. If you don’t believe me, go look at the reveal post for Hidden Memory.

I again shared my stick figure drawing with examples and a scene description. This image is a look into the fairy sanctuary. The trees are enormously tall, so I envisioned them like sequoia trees. The time is early morning while the sun remains hidden below the horizon as the group is arriving within the habited areas after the final events of Hidden Sanctuary. Annalla has entered a home she never knew, a home she has heard about only in stories. 

Introducing Miguel Lobo

Miguel took it all and came back with an amazing first draft. He called it a sketch, but it was well beyond that to my eye. You will see the final product in just a short scroll further.

Miguel Lobo is an artist in Portugal. From his ArtStation account here, you can see some of the images that drew me to his work for this project. You can also find him on Instagram @miguellobo_art if that is your preferred application. 

Without further delay, here is the cover for Hidden Promise!

As a reminder, Hidden Promise will increase in price after its release, so preorder your ebook today to get the discount!