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Down Deep Inside: A Novel Trilogy

Tonight is Samhain, or Halloween, when the veils between the Earth and the Underworld are said to be thin and penetrable by all manner of uncanny travelers.

This seems like the perfect time to quietly unleash my dark fantasy trilogy on the unsuspecting human public. It’s the middle of the night, and I have all sorts of concerns. This was an enormous amount of work.

The Amazon uploads will be processing for 12 hours, and the more restrictive Smashwords (publishing distributor) uploads will take at least a week for full vetting and human review, since Apple has the highest standards.

The links to the novels are available from my website hub, which also contains a cornucopia of lore, maps, and character summaries. I wish I had more images.

The novel titles and direct links for the trilogy (if the WordPress free hosting censor will let me post them) are as follows:

  1. Down Where The Blue Violet Beauties Bloom (138,000 words).
  2. Deep In The Wild Dire Columbine (134,000 words).
  3. Inside The Dark Heart Of The Garden (131,000 words).
  4. Secret Diary (pending publication, a supplementary additional book to the series, written in first person) (125,000 words).

While the publishing hamsters are percolating, I wanted to provide a forum for any informal feedback from readers. Please note that Smashwords offers free previews of my prose. Ten percent of these epic novels is three or four chapters.

So if you have any comments or questions about the novels, please leave them here.

My main concern is that the first chapters of my first novel are non-representative of the books as a whole. It’s like the Fellowship of the Ring, where you’re wanting the hobbits to leave the Shire and be on their way to Mordor.

Readers today have less patience, but my first book is my personal favorite. Give it a chance, or if you want a more saucy sample of where you’re going, have a sneak peek at book three.

The cover for book one is shown below. Here is a collection of tags for my novels, as a final Halloween offering to the cruel gods of SEO before I succumb to sleep. Good night, and blessed be.

angel, witchcraft, pagan, bdsm, bondage, heaven, lesbian, succubus, Aphrodite, vampire, magic, fantasy, underworld, swords and sorcery, devil, shifter, incubus, Lilith, werewolf, war, Dante’s Inferno

book cover down where the blue violet beauties bloom


Elf In Real Life: Intense Love In The Forest

newbie blogger initiative supporter image This month is the Newbie Blogger Initiative, a wonderful event that changed my love life forever.

Not really, but that’s newbie tip #1: try a catchy opening sentence. Video games are addictive, but love is one of the few things that males will still prefer over killing and pillaging.

After all, what’s the point of murder if not to save the princess, or accumulate wealth so you can buy her things?

Apparently I’m roleplaying a Drow elf today.

For more information on getting started as a game blogger, visit the grand daddy and patriarch of the NBI, Syp at the Biobreak blog.


Elf In Real Life: Weeks Three to Four


Two weeks ago, I found a dead bird in front of my door on Monday morning. Tuesday night, I was in the hospital with severe abdominal pains. As of now, the diagnosis is kidney stones and too much stress.

I only mention this in case no one believed my previous post that dead birds are a bad omen, or at least that magic is real.

I’m still feeling pain daily, which I hope is just stress. This reminds me that I’m old, mortal, and not really an elf, which is depressing. Maybe a dark fey put that bird by my door to teach me a lesson.

Last week I re-started Skyrim, but I quickly grew frustrated (again) with the interface and quit. I also tried to play Max Payne when my internet was out (due to my move).

Unfortunately, you have to be connected to the internet and logged into Rockstar social club to play a Rockstar game these days. To underscore its own failure, Rockstar’s product then crashed, and I had to alt-cntrl-delete to cure Rockstar’s failure to deliver the entertainment I paid for.

I can’t hate Rockstar more. Elves don’t hate.

Several years ago I had a peak experience of my life while walking through a forest. Many bits of forested land are attached to the White River as it twists through the urban landscape of Indianapolis (I live now in Arizona.)

These forests are a haven for trash and a home to the homeless, fornicators, nudists, predators, miscreants, and pedophiles. A few squirrels, birds, and rabbits also make their homes there. One particular bit of forest is blessed, sandwiched on all sides by respectable neighborhoods and a youth sports facility.

The forest was not clean of trash back then, however, and I resolved to clean all the trash out. It took five or six trips. Every time I hiked down the forest trail to the river, I carried out a bunch of junk.

One day, I decided I was done. It was my final trash trip, and the forest was fairly clean. On the way back, I felt an overwhelming wave of love pour over me, a love I’ve never felt before or since. It was pure energy, goodness, and well-being.

The love was so strong that it was incomprehensible to think such a thing could have come from within me, as if a chemical bliss. I interpreted the source to be an angel, the faeries, or some sort of spiritual forest guardian. It felt real, and I thanked that unknown entity for its beneficence.

I’m now trying to clean out my own trash to save my health. I’ve switched to watching comedies instead of one doomsday documentary after another about the food supply and the environment. This is one reason I never used my biology degree. It’s just too depressing.

I’m reading a book on Faerie Magic, and I picked up another Faerie book at the library. I have a lot of humble studying to do.

Faeries of course are of light and “dark” varieties. They don’t obey the concepts of good and evil as adopted by men. Even the good faeries are known to enslave humans and kidnap babies, not necessarily in that order.

I’ve been trying to be very good lately and deny my dark side, but that itself is considered by psychologists to be unhealthy. So the dark side is a difficult pickle.

I do not believe that humans are the end-all and be-all, the top of the food chain, the top dog in the universe. Something surely eats humans or sucks on their energy, an act which the humans would consider evil.

The human concept of good and evil must therefore be fundamentally flawed. The good is only what is good for them. We preach peace, love, and compassion, and then we take a tasty bite of our beef or pork sandwich.

The humans forget that they themselves are out of balance, like locusts eating all other living creatures while ruining and polluting the natural planet , so they are just like the fey or a lot of field mice, and the human good is really a self-centered illusion.

This week, I’ve gone back to my vampire novel manuscript. After a couple years hiatus, I think I have an acceptable ending. As far as gaming, I still might sneak back to LotRO again. Thanks for reading my blog, blessed be, and happy gaming.