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June 23, 2015
Tales of Atlantis, introduction
I thought a little background on the Tales from Atlantis was in order since some of the books don’t focus that much on Atlantis itself. They focus more on what would happen if magic returned, and for me, that's what happens when Atlantis returns.
Riley’s world came into being about 10 years ago when I heard about a contest where writers were asked to write stories based on what would happen if magic returned to the earth.
I didn’t write a story for the contest. You have to overcome ‘life’ to make time to write, but the idea stuck with me. Then it started growing until now it has developed into a whole world populated with characters who are sometimes a little different and don’t always follow the plan I have for them, but they wouldn’t be any fun if they did. They do get the person, however, and I hope you’ll like them.
Riley’s work with DUE started after her brother was killed by her then fiancé in a drug deal gone bad. That betrayal started Riley on a new life where she uses her empathic and witchcraft skills in spite of not being able to shift shapes like a proper shape shifter should. Initially, anger drove her quest for revenge until she saw her lying killer of a boyfriend put away for life. After that, she was just angry with all drug dealers until Giles Walker of DUE heard about the vigilante who was taking out drug dealers and brought her into DUE. At the time of the events in this story, Riley has been with DUE for about 3 years.
I’ve always been fascinated with stories of Atlantis and magic, and I’m a big fan of Urban Fantasy like Jim Butcher’s Dresden Files, Laurell K. Hamilton’s Anita Blake, and Kim Harrison’s Rachel Morgan, so it was natural for me to write Urban Fantasy.
Author Bio: Sandi lives in Texas with three roommates, two Yellow Labs, a Shepherd/Border Collie mix, two terrier mixes and assorted other critters. The animals were primarily rescues. Sandi’s full time job is as the Public Information Officer for the local Sheriff’s Office, and she teaches English part time at the local Community College. She says she has a couple of degrees from the University of North Texas lying around somewhere, and she’s been writing ever since she can remember. Sandi took time off for work and school, and previously her writing has been more geared toward short stories and academic papers. Sandi publishes a newsletter and several articles a month in her current position, but she has now added writing fiction and currently has several more books in the works.
Excerpt:Immortality? Now that’s tempting. Throw in an army of the dead, and hey, any evil overlord would kill for that package.
When the Homeland Security Service’s Department of Unusual Events, or DUE, assigned my partner, Jason, and me to this case, the file said the spade we were looking for was valued at eighteen million dollars and belonged to the Peruvian government. Stolen during shipment from Peru to the local university, the spade, along with a number of the other artifacts uncovered on a dig site in Peru, was scheduled for study here. According to our file, the HSS believed it had been stolen for financial gain or, perhaps, to cause an international incident. Not our usual type of case, but not unheard of either.
What the file didn’t mention was that this wasn’t just any gold spade. This was the Spade of Apocatequil. Peruvian legend has it that anywhere Apocatequil stuck this spade in the ground, people sprang up. Now, the spade is believed to grant the holder immortality and the power to raise the dead. Minor omission.
My cover on this assignment was that of a college student. I also worked as a dog walker for the Bradens, who were our primary suspects, so every afternoon, Angel, the Bradens’ German shepherd, and I made the two-block walk to the dog park near the Bradens’ house. When I pulled in at the house, I could tell no one was home. The Bradens would be at the local dig site until at least dark, getting set for the summer dig, and it wasn’t unusual for Keesha, the Bradens’ daughter, and Mena, the operative from Cerberus Security who’s been acting as her nanny, to be out in the early afternoon. I clipped the leash on Angel and we headed for the park.Oh, as for why they should be our primary suspects, that’s the easy part. John Braden was the American archaeologist on the Peruvian dig. His wife, Sonya, was the lead anthropologist on that same dig, and that put them at the top of the list of suspects. That placement was further supported by the fact that someone else believed they had the spade. Our file also indicated that things had been stolen from other dig sites when they were in charge. The hard part was that there was no evidence, solid or otherwise, that they took the spade, or that they were involved in any of the other thefts.
June 18, 2015
Guest Blog by Kelly Williams
Tonight I would like to welcome guest blogger Kelly Williams and
The Story of Sadie Sue Shagbottom
The summer of 2010, I had been in a new apartment for a few months and that old need was gnawing at me.
If you want unquestioned faith, loyalty and love—get a dog. What they don’t tell you is that the kind of dog matters. A bad patch of life had had a hold of me since about 1999. I moved out of my parents for the first time, because there was no way they would let me adopt or purchase a dog, but I was depressed and I needed a reason to get up in the morning. No pets. They weren’t hearing me, and what I was attempting to express and I felt that they didn’t care to try. So I left that house behind and followed my heart.
By December, I had worked with a breeder to bring home my little Maximillian. He was an all white (except for the brown/black spot on the base of his tail and two tiny freckles on his pendant ear) Jack Russell Terrier. I come from a family that has always had a dog, and dogs have always been able to make me feel better no matter the circumstances of my pains. Their love is unlike anything else. Sure, I could have gone out and tried dating. It probably would have led to less problems than I had with Max. We were oil and water. Who thinks a dog is going to make you feel like that? Yet, he was charming and ridiculously silly. He just wasn’t a snuggle bug and the messes were destroying the house. Potty outside was viewed as pure torture. He was such a contradiction!
Once night, he flailed out of my arms and fell to the floor in a heap. I panicked and off to the vet we went. Thankfully he was okay. Mostly. The vet who responded explained the trouble with Max. He had a condition: cerebral hypoplasia. While Max wasn’t providing the fix I was after, I had brought him into my life and me into his. Responsibility meant that I stick this through. He was spoiled and loved, with tense worry that his condition (hallmarked by a tremor in the back legs) might worsen. In return, he was ungrateful and rude, and soiled in the house. He was lucky to be such a handsome, silly boy.
To help me through the rejection, I adopted a cat. My roommate adopted his sister. A year later, as I was just beginning to heal thanks to the love of that rescue cat, Shen Fu the talking wonder Siamese—I met with financial hardship and had to return home. The conditions were that I could not bring home my cat, but I could keep the dog. There was no choice. In the end, Shen Fu was able to stay connected with my roommate, who he shared the town house with, and, more importantly, stay with his sister.
Fast forward one dark night, and as I sat on the phone consoling my friend, I choked back the misery of having lost the love of my life only a year after finding him and now I was losing him for good. Shen was dying. My friend grieved horribly. His sister passed just 30 days later. I still carry that loss heavy on my heart. He was a gorgeous and loving animal who had helped to heal my heart.
Ever at my side, even if indignantly, his majesty the Emperor Maximillian thrived. My mother spoiled him. They would garden all day while I was at work. I would come home and be greeted with a typical Jack Russell greeting: Lots of jumping spinning and zoomies. Sometimes, I saw the love and that helped. The rejections still came. He bit my mother and soiled the house. The condition, had not progressed, though. He was doing great.
Come to find out, the family vet now taking care of my boy clarified his condition. They had to muzzle him, you see, and I was at a loss to figure out why he was so snappy and moody. I’ve been told that is just Jack behavior, but my gut said something else.
You see, cerebral hypoplasia makes it difficult to do anything like a normal dog. It makes training nearly impossible, and the animal suffers tremors for life. Most die as infants, some can go on to live long lives, should they not degrade neurologically. His reactions were coming from his disability. She sad that was no excuse for bad behavior.
All I felt was relief. I could better respect and understand why he was the way he was. Realizing that my boy had special needs cleared up a lot and it helped me to grow. I was now angry with the breeder for doing this to him, me and my family. I held Max even closer—so long as he wasn’t biting.
In 2010, that old familiar puppy-itis returned. I wanted another pet. I had thrived with the cat to offset Max and I felt that he needed a companion during the day to stave off the loneliness while I was at work. Researching Corgi and Great Dane Breeders, I didn’t find any in my neck of the woods, but these were the breeds I was interested in. A coworker told me to adopt. I looked into adoption. MAGDRL doesn’t allow adoption of puppies to apartment dwellers, and I had my JRT to consider. Corgi rescue was harder to figure out and there seemed to be few available. Again, I needed a puppy and a passive female that would accept Max’s dominance. The slog went on, until the coworker returned to my desk and demanded that I go to the rescue site she used to get her dog.
Scrolling through the faces, my heart ached. Can’t I help them all? Then, the face of an angel appeared. A teardrop on her forehead and ginger fur…dark soulful eyes and she was a puppy…only 5-6 months. Her name was Sadie. She came from a bad situation in Kentucky, where her family neglected her. The dog warden, sensing her sweet nature, said that he couldn’t leave her there and called the rescue. Then, Sadie was whisked off to foster care, where she was brought up to potty training speed and socialized. A few short weeks later, she was on a bus to me.
I hardly believed it the moment she came off the bus. Here she was. The whole transaction was surreal and easy and meant to be. I got her home and she bowled through max in eager play. He was ecstatic. I was ecstatic.
Years passed and Sadie became Miss Shagbottom, a name given her for the shaggy fur on the backs of her legs. We’ve enjoyed high times. Christmas, birthdays, Easter, Halloween…any day is treat day. She and Max must have bonded in the middle of that, in a way I didn’t notice. When he took sick with lymphoma, she became withdrawn. When I took him to the doctor for the last time, she grew sad and those soulful eyes darkened up a bit. To this day, she reflects that mourning. He is with us though, in a lovely engraved blue urn that sits in the living room, next to his bear.
Miss Shagbottom is now the star of her own series called Shagbottom theater. Thanks to an app on the smartphone, I can take stills, record words and make some hysterical videos. I share these now and then, and the sassy character she’s come to be known for is loved by all who stumble upon these nuggets. The last piece, she called me old and then begged for money for St. Jude’s. She has no shame. And, don’t ask about the antler incident. She’s still sensitive about it.
Links: Shagbottom theater: http://bluehonor.com/blog/category/author-2/other-things/shagbottom-theater/Antler incident: 1 http://bluehonor.com/blog/2014/12/12/sadie-sue-shagbottom-and-the-antler-incident/& 2 http://bluehonor.com/blog/2014/12/15/sadie-sue-shagbottom-and-the-antler-incident-prt-2/St. Jude’s: http://bluehonor.com/blog/2015/06/03/my-mom-turns-40-st-judes/
Bio:
Born in Saratoga Springs, New York, K.Williams embarked on a now twenty year career in writing. After a childhood, which consisted of voracious reading and hours of film watching, it was a natural progression to study and produce art.
K attended Morrisville State College, majoring in the Biological Sciences, and then continued with English and Historical studies at the University at Albany, home of the New York State Writer’s Institute, gaining her Bachelor’s Degree. While attending UA, K interned with the 13th Moon Feminist Literary Magazine, bridging her interests in social movements and art. Topics of K’s writing include the environment, animal welfare, gender limitations, racial disparities, and the trauma of war.
Published novels by K include the Civil War drama Blue Honor, the Second World War spy thriller OP-DEC:Operation Deceit, and the controversial science fiction/fantasy series The Trailokya Trilogy. In addition to writing novels, K enjoy’s the art of screenwriting and has worked on the screen spec 8 Days in Ireland, and the adaptations of her current novels. Currently, K has completed the Master of Arts in Liberal Studies program for Film Studies and Screenwriting at Empire State College (SUNY), and is the 2013-2014 recipient of the Foner Fellowship in Arts and Social Justice. In 2015, K. Williams became an official member of International Thriller Writers.
K continues to write on this blog weekly, producing commentary Mondays and Fridays on hot topics with some fun diversions for your work week. Whether it’s cooking, learning a foreign language, history or dogs, you’ll find something to enjoy and keep coming back for. Always a promoter of other artists, K uses Guest Blog Wednesdays to showcase artists from around the web and bring you interesting readings to expand your horizons. A sequelto her second novel, OP-DEC, is in the research phase, while the screen adaptation is being considered for production by film companies.
A devoted dog mom to Miss Sadie Sue Shagbottom, K is also a visual artist, producing the ZoDuck Cartoon, painting and sketching–digitally or traditionally, as well as an accomplished Photographer.
The Story of Sadie Sue Shagbottom
The summer of 2010, I had been in a new apartment for a few months and that old need was gnawing at me.
If you want unquestioned faith, loyalty and love—get a dog. What they don’t tell you is that the kind of dog matters. A bad patch of life had had a hold of me since about 1999. I moved out of my parents for the first time, because there was no way they would let me adopt or purchase a dog, but I was depressed and I needed a reason to get up in the morning. No pets. They weren’t hearing me, and what I was attempting to express and I felt that they didn’t care to try. So I left that house behind and followed my heart.
By December, I had worked with a breeder to bring home my little Maximillian. He was an all white (except for the brown/black spot on the base of his tail and two tiny freckles on his pendant ear) Jack Russell Terrier. I come from a family that has always had a dog, and dogs have always been able to make me feel better no matter the circumstances of my pains. Their love is unlike anything else. Sure, I could have gone out and tried dating. It probably would have led to less problems than I had with Max. We were oil and water. Who thinks a dog is going to make you feel like that? Yet, he was charming and ridiculously silly. He just wasn’t a snuggle bug and the messes were destroying the house. Potty outside was viewed as pure torture. He was such a contradiction!
Once night, he flailed out of my arms and fell to the floor in a heap. I panicked and off to the vet we went. Thankfully he was okay. Mostly. The vet who responded explained the trouble with Max. He had a condition: cerebral hypoplasia. While Max wasn’t providing the fix I was after, I had brought him into my life and me into his. Responsibility meant that I stick this through. He was spoiled and loved, with tense worry that his condition (hallmarked by a tremor in the back legs) might worsen. In return, he was ungrateful and rude, and soiled in the house. He was lucky to be such a handsome, silly boy.
To help me through the rejection, I adopted a cat. My roommate adopted his sister. A year later, as I was just beginning to heal thanks to the love of that rescue cat, Shen Fu the talking wonder Siamese—I met with financial hardship and had to return home. The conditions were that I could not bring home my cat, but I could keep the dog. There was no choice. In the end, Shen Fu was able to stay connected with my roommate, who he shared the town house with, and, more importantly, stay with his sister. Fast forward one dark night, and as I sat on the phone consoling my friend, I choked back the misery of having lost the love of my life only a year after finding him and now I was losing him for good. Shen was dying. My friend grieved horribly. His sister passed just 30 days later. I still carry that loss heavy on my heart. He was a gorgeous and loving animal who had helped to heal my heart.
Ever at my side, even if indignantly, his majesty the Emperor Maximillian thrived. My mother spoiled him. They would garden all day while I was at work. I would come home and be greeted with a typical Jack Russell greeting: Lots of jumping spinning and zoomies. Sometimes, I saw the love and that helped. The rejections still came. He bit my mother and soiled the house. The condition, had not progressed, though. He was doing great.
Come to find out, the family vet now taking care of my boy clarified his condition. They had to muzzle him, you see, and I was at a loss to figure out why he was so snappy and moody. I’ve been told that is just Jack behavior, but my gut said something else.
You see, cerebral hypoplasia makes it difficult to do anything like a normal dog. It makes training nearly impossible, and the animal suffers tremors for life. Most die as infants, some can go on to live long lives, should they not degrade neurologically. His reactions were coming from his disability. She sad that was no excuse for bad behavior.
All I felt was relief. I could better respect and understand why he was the way he was. Realizing that my boy had special needs cleared up a lot and it helped me to grow. I was now angry with the breeder for doing this to him, me and my family. I held Max even closer—so long as he wasn’t biting.
In 2010, that old familiar puppy-itis returned. I wanted another pet. I had thrived with the cat to offset Max and I felt that he needed a companion during the day to stave off the loneliness while I was at work. Researching Corgi and Great Dane Breeders, I didn’t find any in my neck of the woods, but these were the breeds I was interested in. A coworker told me to adopt. I looked into adoption. MAGDRL doesn’t allow adoption of puppies to apartment dwellers, and I had my JRT to consider. Corgi rescue was harder to figure out and there seemed to be few available. Again, I needed a puppy and a passive female that would accept Max’s dominance. The slog went on, until the coworker returned to my desk and demanded that I go to the rescue site she used to get her dog. Scrolling through the faces, my heart ached. Can’t I help them all? Then, the face of an angel appeared. A teardrop on her forehead and ginger fur…dark soulful eyes and she was a puppy…only 5-6 months. Her name was Sadie. She came from a bad situation in Kentucky, where her family neglected her. The dog warden, sensing her sweet nature, said that he couldn’t leave her there and called the rescue. Then, Sadie was whisked off to foster care, where she was brought up to potty training speed and socialized. A few short weeks later, she was on a bus to me.
I hardly believed it the moment she came off the bus. Here she was. The whole transaction was surreal and easy and meant to be. I got her home and she bowled through max in eager play. He was ecstatic. I was ecstatic.
Years passed and Sadie became Miss Shagbottom, a name given her for the shaggy fur on the backs of her legs. We’ve enjoyed high times. Christmas, birthdays, Easter, Halloween…any day is treat day. She and Max must have bonded in the middle of that, in a way I didn’t notice. When he took sick with lymphoma, she became withdrawn. When I took him to the doctor for the last time, she grew sad and those soulful eyes darkened up a bit. To this day, she reflects that mourning. He is with us though, in a lovely engraved blue urn that sits in the living room, next to his bear.
Miss Shagbottom is now the star of her own series called Shagbottom theater. Thanks to an app on the smartphone, I can take stills, record words and make some hysterical videos. I share these now and then, and the sassy character she’s come to be known for is loved by all who stumble upon these nuggets. The last piece, she called me old and then begged for money for St. Jude’s. She has no shame. And, don’t ask about the antler incident. She’s still sensitive about it.
Links: Shagbottom theater: http://bluehonor.com/blog/category/author-2/other-things/shagbottom-theater/Antler incident: 1 http://bluehonor.com/blog/2014/12/12/sadie-sue-shagbottom-and-the-antler-incident/& 2 http://bluehonor.com/blog/2014/12/15/sadie-sue-shagbottom-and-the-antler-incident-prt-2/St. Jude’s: http://bluehonor.com/blog/2015/06/03/my-mom-turns-40-st-judes/
Bio:
Born in Saratoga Springs, New York, K.Williams embarked on a now twenty year career in writing. After a childhood, which consisted of voracious reading and hours of film watching, it was a natural progression to study and produce art.K attended Morrisville State College, majoring in the Biological Sciences, and then continued with English and Historical studies at the University at Albany, home of the New York State Writer’s Institute, gaining her Bachelor’s Degree. While attending UA, K interned with the 13th Moon Feminist Literary Magazine, bridging her interests in social movements and art. Topics of K’s writing include the environment, animal welfare, gender limitations, racial disparities, and the trauma of war.
Published novels by K include the Civil War drama Blue Honor, the Second World War spy thriller OP-DEC:Operation Deceit, and the controversial science fiction/fantasy series The Trailokya Trilogy. In addition to writing novels, K enjoy’s the art of screenwriting and has worked on the screen spec 8 Days in Ireland, and the adaptations of her current novels. Currently, K has completed the Master of Arts in Liberal Studies program for Film Studies and Screenwriting at Empire State College (SUNY), and is the 2013-2014 recipient of the Foner Fellowship in Arts and Social Justice. In 2015, K. Williams became an official member of International Thriller Writers.
K continues to write on this blog weekly, producing commentary Mondays and Fridays on hot topics with some fun diversions for your work week. Whether it’s cooking, learning a foreign language, history or dogs, you’ll find something to enjoy and keep coming back for. Always a promoter of other artists, K uses Guest Blog Wednesdays to showcase artists from around the web and bring you interesting readings to expand your horizons. A sequelto her second novel, OP-DEC, is in the research phase, while the screen adaptation is being considered for production by film companies.
A devoted dog mom to Miss Sadie Sue Shagbottom, K is also a visual artist, producing the ZoDuck Cartoon, painting and sketching–digitally or traditionally, as well as an accomplished Photographer.
May 26, 2015
Cover Reveal!!!
It's finally here! I've got the new cover for Digging Up the Past, and I should have a new release date very soon. The editing is done, and everything is almost done for the final run!
Without further ado, here is the cover for book 1 of the Tales From Atlantis, Digging Up the Past! I just love it!! What do you think?
Without further ado, here is the cover for book 1 of the Tales From Atlantis, Digging Up the Past! I just love it!! What do you think?
March 22, 2015
Digging Up the Past!
I've got some exciting news! I now have the rights back from my original publisher for Digging Up the Past, and it will soon be released by Booktrope.
Booktrope has and interesting concept that I'm rather excited about. It's called team publishing, and everyone works together to make the books successful. I'm looking forward to working with them. I've got the process started, and I'm hoping to move into production soon.
On the book front, as I say, Digging Up the Past will be re-released, hopefully within the next month or so, and I'm hard at work on book two in the Riley Perez D.U.E. series which is currently called Rogue Wolf, but that title is subject to change.
In this book, Riley, Jason, Cam, and all the rest, are looking for a ritual killer who appears to be killing at random. The chemistry between Riley and Cam is as hot as ever, and we get to know some of the other characters as well!
As a bit of a spoiler, Riley's former fiance, the one who got her brother killed, is back! Riley's initial urge is to just take him out, but first she's got to figure out why he's at D.U.E.
www.sandibrackeen.com
Booktrope has and interesting concept that I'm rather excited about. It's called team publishing, and everyone works together to make the books successful. I'm looking forward to working with them. I've got the process started, and I'm hoping to move into production soon.
On the book front, as I say, Digging Up the Past will be re-released, hopefully within the next month or so, and I'm hard at work on book two in the Riley Perez D.U.E. series which is currently called Rogue Wolf, but that title is subject to change.
In this book, Riley, Jason, Cam, and all the rest, are looking for a ritual killer who appears to be killing at random. The chemistry between Riley and Cam is as hot as ever, and we get to know some of the other characters as well!
As a bit of a spoiler, Riley's former fiance, the one who got her brother killed, is back! Riley's initial urge is to just take him out, but first she's got to figure out why he's at D.U.E.
www.sandibrackeen.com
February 27, 2015
Welcome!!
Hi,
Welcome to my blog. I've got book two well underway, and there is a link on this page to one of the blogs about Rogue Wolf specifically, but in other news, I've requested the rights back to my first book, Digging Up the Past, and I will self publish it as soon as I get the rights back. This should lead to some exciting news in the next few months.
As for book two, I am working my way through the first revision, and Riley and crew have many new cases in store. This one involves ritual killers who are leaving no trace of a clue behind, and if that's not bad enough, her former fiance, Joey, has turned up at DUE rather than being in jail for killing Riley's brother.
In addition, Cam is back, and while Riley has come quite a way in her understanding of Weres, she still couldn't take him home, even if she wanted to.
I will be posting excerpts from both Digging Up the Past and Rogue Wolf soon, so check back by, and thanks for visiting!!
www.sandibrackeen.com
Welcome to my blog. I've got book two well underway, and there is a link on this page to one of the blogs about Rogue Wolf specifically, but in other news, I've requested the rights back to my first book, Digging Up the Past, and I will self publish it as soon as I get the rights back. This should lead to some exciting news in the next few months.
As for book two, I am working my way through the first revision, and Riley and crew have many new cases in store. This one involves ritual killers who are leaving no trace of a clue behind, and if that's not bad enough, her former fiance, Joey, has turned up at DUE rather than being in jail for killing Riley's brother.
In addition, Cam is back, and while Riley has come quite a way in her understanding of Weres, she still couldn't take him home, even if she wanted to.
I will be posting excerpts from both Digging Up the Past and Rogue Wolf soon, so check back by, and thanks for visiting!!
www.sandibrackeen.com
February 24, 2015
Reaching for Beyond
As I mentioned, much of my focus right now is on my writing, not only on writing about pagan subjects, but also writing of fiction. I write under the name Sandi Brackeen when I write fiction, and the book I’m working on now is the second in the D.U.E. (Department of Unusual Events), Riley Perez series. The first book was Digging Up the Past, and the second is tentatively called Reaching for Beyond.
The series has as its main character an empath/witch who was born into a shape shifter family, but cannot shift shapes. She gets her witchcraft from the mother’s side of the family, and was trained by her grandmother. She and her partner Jason work for the Department of Unusual Events. They deal with the things that go bump in the night. It’s easier for them than for some others, since they are some of the things that go bump in the night. Her partner is half demon.
In this particular book, she and her partner and associates are looking for killers who have been forming a pentagram within a circle at the crime scenes. Riley is helping release the energy of these circles back into the earth without letting it go astray and create chaos in the world. She doesn’t want to use the same athame that she uses for her personal magic, so she’s looking for one to use specifically for work.
Riley has used her own athame in the past, but as the cases they are dealing with become more complex, and her experience increases, she’s beginning to see that she needs to keep her personal tools separate from those she’s using to deal with the darkness. Now, she’s trying to decide between a Dragon Head Necklace Athame that will allow her greater control over the dark forces, a Celtic Athame that will enable her to call on the ancients, or a pewter handled Goddess Athame that will help her focus on channeling the energy of the Goddess to release the negativity.
She’s dealing with extremely powerful forces, but since she seldom knows going in how good or evil the forces are, Riley feels it’s especially important that she have a specific athame for work. What kind of athame do you use, and which would you go with if you were Riley? Leave your comments here or on our Facebook page.
January 1, 2009
Happy New Year
The closest I'm coming to a resolution this year is to try to blog more. I have other goals for the year, but they are just that, goals, not resolutions. ;)
Rogue Wolf is coming along slowly, and for those 10 people out there who actually read Digging Up the Past, you'll be glad to know that the same characters are in Rogue Wolf as were in Digging Up the Past. That being said, the reviews for Digging Up the Past were great!!! I didn't get very many, but they really liked it, and you can find links to the reviews on my website www.sandibrackeen.com after this weekend. I was sick over Christmas, and didn't get to check my links like I had planned, but they will be up by Monday.
I know this is short, but I will try to do better in the future. A week in bed is pretty darn dull, so it was a fairly uneventful Christmas. My friend Carla came in to town over Christmas, and I was probably not very good company, but she and my roommate were both wonderful to help me out, so I will try to do something nice for them, but I haven't decided what yet. I'll let you know when I do.
Hope your New Year brings you all the wonderful things on your wish list!!
Rogue Wolf is coming along slowly, and for those 10 people out there who actually read Digging Up the Past, you'll be glad to know that the same characters are in Rogue Wolf as were in Digging Up the Past. That being said, the reviews for Digging Up the Past were great!!! I didn't get very many, but they really liked it, and you can find links to the reviews on my website www.sandibrackeen.com after this weekend. I was sick over Christmas, and didn't get to check my links like I had planned, but they will be up by Monday.
I know this is short, but I will try to do better in the future. A week in bed is pretty darn dull, so it was a fairly uneventful Christmas. My friend Carla came in to town over Christmas, and I was probably not very good company, but she and my roommate were both wonderful to help me out, so I will try to do something nice for them, but I haven't decided what yet. I'll let you know when I do.
Hope your New Year brings you all the wonderful things on your wish list!!
