The term sounded strange, but that was the only way to explain what was happening to him.
Expert canyon tracker, Jason Cloud, discovers the hard way that accepting a stranger’s help carries a high price. Suddenly he’s the newest member of a whole tribe of people who remind him of his deceased native grandfather.
Not only can he not go home, Jason is supposed to repay his karmic debt by becoming their holy woman’s mate. The honorable and beautiful Shaman Aiyana admits she’s been waiting years for him to come to her. His head has yet to stop spinning over what he sees.
Can life among the Chileaans really be his destiny?
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I loved this TED talk about combining science and art to tell a story.
Sexy, Funny SciFi Paranormal Romance
What’s a witch to do? She has no power to fight the sexy alien and can’t fight his power over her.
Topper didn’t always like being responsible, but as the head witch in the town of Magic, she has to do the right thing. That means no more chasing adventure fantasies for a while. It means no out of country safaris or whitewater river rafting until Magic’s latest witchery fiasco is over.
Nothing on either planet explains why the allegedly mature Glacieran male steps from the portal completely naked. Stark is bossy and controlling as well as incredibly rude. Topper doesn’t care how handsome he is or how impressive a man package he’s sporting. On top of not caring one whit that he’s embarrassed her and all the witches gathered to help her, Stark is the most arrogant being Topper has ever met.
When the men in black suits and a nosy scientist arrive in the middle of their crisis, the additional troublemakers cap off the worst week Topper can ever remember having in her entire witchy life. The only bright spot is that Stark–for all his arrogance–turns out to be a sleek, sexy, and talented alien in bed. What he makes her feel is real magic and she intends to enjoy it while she can. He’s the one male whose memories she won’t need to wipe when it’s over because Stark’s leaving anyway.
Need some inspiration? I go looking for it several times a week lately. Enjoy!
Over the last couple of years, I have gotten a lot of reader email from my cross genre fans who tell me they have an strong aversion for the word “demon”, so strong it has kept them from trying this series. The Forced To Serve series is a science fiction action and adventure story, and not at all about a “demon from hell”. “Daemon” (aka demon, daimon) means “an inner or attendant spirit or inspiring force” among other things.
Let me explain it another way. Did you ever watch Star Trek: Deep Space Nine? There was a character who had a “symbiont” installed in her. I used the term “demon/daemon/daimon” because I didn’t want to copy a term from Star Trek. Jadzia Dax was an officer who had all of her memories and all the symbiont’s. Jadzia was a Trill alien who joined with Dax the symbiont alien. That kind of blending of two beings into one always fascinated me so I wanted to create my own.
I recently changed the spelling of the word across this series to the term “daemon” hoping that future readers will bring a mythological context to mind when they see the books. I’m hoping to put out another in the series this year. Book 4 is currently being recorded in audiobook.
My writing life is full of ups and downs. Some days I sit at the computer and stare at the next chapter heading and wonder where I’m going to find the words. These seem to be compounded by life events that interrupt my obsessive writing habits. Grandchild number 6 made his grand appearance last week. So did Spring. So did my seasonal allergies, which put me in bed and gave me some unexpected reading time.
I am a huge Elizabeth Gilbert fan. She wrote Eat. Pray. Love., but also many other books. I found her through the one that brought her into the spotlight, but I stayed a fan because I find the woman as inspiring as her work. Gilbert is a kindred writer soul in terms of honoring the creative process that keeps her writing.
I think my muse deliberately sends Gilbert’s books into my line of sight when he—yes my muse is a he—gets fed up with my bouts of writing lethargy. Before that, he’ll torture me with long hours of nothing but my shoulders bent over my keyboard with my fingers still until the screen goes black. I have to wait until he not
ices that my back is hurting and my butt has gone numb, and then he will sometimes finally send the story inspiration back to me. Or at least this is how it feels. He is more my dungeon master than my muse at times.
Most writers read a lot and I am a voracious reader. When I am not actively writing, my typical consumption is around 3 books a week with one usually being non-fiction of some sort. I pre-order books I want and when they arrive on my ereader, it’s like Christmas. I intend to just read a chapter to see what a book is like, but instead I read half the book before I can make myself stop.
Here is a TED talk Gilbert did about creativity and how hard it is to keep writing if you believe your best work is perhaps behind you. Nearly every book makes me feel like this, so I listened to it again today. I reminded myself, that like Gilbert, I am a mule. I know what my work is and I show up. But if you see my muse, will you put in a good word for me? There are couple of books that really need to get finished. Thanks.
- The Shaman’s Mate – FREE at Amazon May 14, 2016
- Science And Art Can Make Magic – TED Talk May 11, 2016
- Magic, NM: Tangling With Topper (NEW Kindle World Novella) May 5, 2016
- Inspiring TED Talk – Be Yourself April 7, 2016
- What’s In A Name? Demon vs Daemon vs Symbiont April 5, 2016