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Intrigued by Jupiter Ascending

Diablo 3

I like the way the Diablo angels look with wings made of white ribbons.

I've always played Blizzard games, and Diablo 3 is no exception. When I played World of Warcraft, I would spend an hour a day combing the forums for strategies and/or reading patch notes. Diablo 3 is no exception. I wanted to show you a list of interesting facts that I found. But to understand them, you might need some information first.

My favorite class to play thus far is the demon hunter. I like how leanhe looks, and the dual wielding crossbows that shoot out like machine gunsis kind of awesome-looking. It makes me feel powerful.

The game has several layers of difficulty of which "Inferno" is the hardest. Hardcore is a kind of character that you make that when it dies, there is no resurrection. The object here is to be so confident and skilled that you play a flawless game. So here's the list:

On average players have created 3 characters each. I thought this was interesting. I have exactly three characters. Hmmmm.
80% of characters are between levels 1 and 30. This is also me. I haven't had time to play because of writing and/or editing commitments I made with friends online that I wanted to get done, and because the drama with my dad is unending (since mom went into the nursing home in April he's lapsed into a terrible depression--a thing I did not expect).
1.9% of characters have unlocked Inferno difficulty. The only person I know personally that is doing this right now is my really smart friend Kevin, who goes by Modhne in-game, and runs the most successful guild on Ravencrest-US and has done so for the last four years. It's called Requiem--I always liked the name.
54% of Hardcore players chose a female character. I wonder why this is? Two of my characters are females--my barbarian (I love smashing things to bits) and my sorceress (I love smashing things to bits)...hmmm maybe I'm using Diablo 3 as therapy... I must say that smashing things to bits does help alleviate the stress that I feel whenever I get another phone call telling me that dad is headed to the emergency room or that mom has missed yet another dentist appointment because she threw a fit (mom has severe dementia). In case you don't know, I live in a different state and am unable to render much assistance right now because I dropped two weeks of vacation in the last two months to rush to their aid. I have a job where the only time off you take is done with vacation or sick leave. We do have a care provider hired to help dad every day though and that's been a big help.

Fan art. This is a witch doctor. Pretty cool huh?

Do the ladies of Diablo have all the style? Is that whyso many men are playing female characters? I guess I'massuming more men are playing than women...

The majority of Hardcore deaths (35%) occur in Act I Normal. I'm surprised by this. I thought that people would be more prone to die in Act II or further on. Maybe they just underestimate things.
The most common level 60 build in the game is only used by 0.7% of level 60 characters of that class.

Below, you will find a 7 minute animated sequence called "Wrath" in which the angels go up against the demons and specifically Diablo. It was made by Blizzard. And who doesn't like epic battles between angels and demons (here's looking at you, Ciara)? But I'm guilty of this too. My own book SLIPSTREAM is ultimately the first installment in a story/slugfest between angels and demons. If you have the time, click play, sit back, and watch the tale unfold. If anything, the storyline of Wrath is good writing (and we all like good writing tied with strong paranormal images of kickass-ness, right?).

I know Alex C. is playing Diablo 3. I have yet to make it out of Act II yet. I kind of like group play so if the people I play with are busy doing their level 60 characters, I kind of find something else to do.

So do any of the above statistics surprise you? Do you think it's okay for a person to use video games as therapy for real life? Have you ever tried a video game personally, or do you shun them and shun those who play them?

The Battle of the Blackwater

Sunday night's episode of HBO's A Game of Thrones was the most exciting one to date primarily because it was ALL BATTLE. I think that they probably blew most of their second season budget on this one. I was worried that a television series wouldn't do it justice, and all my fears were laid to rest. Man, George R.R. Martin has got to be proud of how HBO is treating his adaptation.Things I liked:

It looked even more awesome live and on the screen. Watch the YouTube below.

1) The wildfire explosion was absolutely spectacular. I recorded it on my DVR and watched it a few times over. They got the coloring of the flames perfect...an eerie demonic green. And for those of you that don't follow the series or read the books, wildfire burns everything...stone, flesh, you name it. And water does not put it out. If you get wildfire on you, you scream and howl until you are ashes. It helped that the battle took place at night, so that they didn't have to throw too many other special effects into the mix.2) They kept the focus of the battle small and on individual characters. You saw Clegaine (a.k.a. the Hound) really chopping and cutting and lopping all kinds of things off in bloody gore. And then you got a real feel for his character as he fled because the fire and all that burning is a terrifying thing.3) They kept the whole "ghost of Renly" out of it for the most part. I thought I saw something of a man on a steed with Renly's stag helmet, but in the book he was all glowing and stuff and I thought that would be unnecessary.4) They didn't quite deform Tyrion as badly in the book. In the show, it looks like he'll have a nice scar on his face but in the book, he lost his nose. At least with a scar, they won't have to resort to some gross makeup for Tyrion.

5) I liked hearing them cheer for Tyrion. They said "Halfman! Halfman!" It was kind of cool. He's an unconventional hero and the only Lannister I really like.Things I would have liked to have seen (can't really complain here):1) I miss the whole chain thing and Tyrion fighting on the ships that are stuck together blockading the harbor. I would have liked to have seen that.So did any of you watch it? Did it quicken your pulse? Did you find it as exciting as I did? Let me know in the comments. Have a great Tuesday.

Cover Reveal for Weighted by Ciara Knight

Science-fiction news that caught my eye this week

Coolest hotel ever

Harrenhal

I'm gonna talk about the second season of HBO's Game of Thrones today (as it is coming to a close soon). I think that there are two episodes left (at least that's what the preview indicated this last Sunday).

This is an HBO screen capture of the castle of Harrenhal

More specifically, I wanted to talk about Harrenhal because it's one of the important castles that we see in George R.R. Martin's epic fantasy, A Song of Ice and Fire. Last year, I wrote about the Eyrie, and I compared Ted Nasmith's version of the Eyrie to the one that we saw on film. You can find that post HERE if you want to read it. Now, I'm going to do the same treatment for Harrenhal.

This is concept art for Harrenhal

First, a little history.

In the Song of Ice and Fire novels, Harrenhal is a colossal castle consisting of five massive towers (the Tower of Dread, Widow's Tower, Wailing Tower, Tower of Ghosts and Kingspyre Tower) and immense walls.

Concept art, interior of Harrenhal

The castle was built by House Hoare, the ruling house of the Iron Islands which had overrun and conquered the Riverlands. It took three generations to construct. King Harren the Black completed the castle, boasting that it was impregnable.

Painting of Harrenhal by award-winning artist Ted Nasmith

King Harren was betrayed by his bannermen during the War of Conquest and the castle was largely melted by dragonfire: while Harren had thought the castle's walls were tall enough to withstand any assault, he neglected to consider that the Targaryens' dragons could fly right over them. Aegon the Conqueror roasted Harren alive in the tallest tower of the castle, now known as the Kingspyre. As a result Harrenhal is half-ruined, with stone towers melted and twisted by the flames of the dragons, giving it an ominous and nightmarish appearance. No lord has held the castle for long since Harren's death.

Since Harren's death the castle has passed through a number of other noble houses (Qoherys, Towers, Harroway, Strong and Lothston), each of which has come to ruin. prior to the War of the Five Kings House Whent, loyal vassals to Lord Hoster Tully of Riverrun.Harrenhal is technically the biggest castle in Westeros. It is so ridiculously large that the surrounding area cannot possibly produce the necessary food to support the massive army needed to fully man it. Rulers of Harrenhal usually lose money and resources simply by possessing it. As a result, Harrenhal is rarely if ever fully manned.

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So what do you think? Did Ted Nasmith's vision fully capture Harrenhal? Or do you think HBO nailed it with their version? Or do you think the concept art is closer to how you picture a castle would look that got melted by dragon fire?

Lightning Flashed

Today I'm entering Cherie Reich's second annual flash fiction blogfest. You can sign up for it HERE. HERE ARE THE RULES (Taken from Cherie's blog):

Entries must begin with the two words: Lightning flashed.
Entries must be 300 words or less and be in prose. Cherie is not versed enough in poetry verse to judge it properly.
Entries must be posted on your blog between May 21 - 23.
You must sign up in the linky on Cherie's website to have your entry be counted.

On May 25, Cherie will announce the six finalists and open voting through May 28th.On May 29th, Cherie's 3rd year blogversary, she will announce the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place winners as well as a random winner selected from the participants list. All ties will be broken by Random.org.NOW WHAT ARE THE PRIZES?First place - $25 gift card from AmazonSecond place - $20 gift card from AmazonThird place - $15 gift card from AmazonRandom prize - $10 gift card from AmazonThe contest is international.

For my entry, I wrote a short piece with a dark fantasy flavor. It's in third-person omniscient and 287 words.

Lightning flashed. Rain wreathed around the obsidian parapets and domes of Zanda in a gossamer death shroud of winter. The moisture left the cobblestone streets glimmering black. Kian and Renfro stood beneath the notice of powerful men in the long shadows cast from the Blades Acuuarum, the training grounds of the Cataclysm Slayers of Zanda. Freezing water dripped from Kian’s long eyelashes; his cloak was soaked completely through. They’d been out here for two hours. He rested his armored palm against this ancient edifice built upon the edge of the Well of Zanda. The Hall of the Blades Acuuarum had been erected by Blackstone Giants, quarried from the pits by slaves who toiled with pickaxe and shovel at the base of the Mountains of Illusion that rose like the sharp finger bones of massive skeletal warriors in the East. Each considerable rock in the foundation stood taller than Kian; its weight unfathomable to him. The fortress itself was monolithic; it soared above the two thieves with one-hundred foot bulwarks. On the far side of the fortress lay a sheer drop of almost a thousand feet into the turbulent fluorescent waters of the Well of Zanda. At night, the Well was a terrifying sight. By day, it wasn’t much better. The waters flowed a putrescent green and circulated in a counter-clockwise motion around a blackstone mountain that rose from the very center. The mountain was home to the Librarium Apocalypto, the palace of the Dreaded Irtemara, and the Basilica of Zanda. These three structures fused together into a towering castle that rose above all things in the city. It was accessible only by a single bridge in the shape of a serpent’s tongue and flanked by unmoving colossi.

Where I announce winners from my blog tour

I'm chatting with a Psychiatrist today and a blog award

Today is the final day of my blog tour. I'm spending it with a Psychiatrist by the name of Laura Diamond. Do I need a psychiatrist after all this blogging? Probably. I hope you come along and read . As the British would say...it's truly mental.

I've been awarded the Kreativ Blogger Award. As far as pictures go, this award is pretty plain. I received it from Speculative Fiction blogger Angeline Trevena last Friday. You can find her blog HERE.Thank you very much Angeline (that satisfies the first of four rules).So in order to accept this award the rules are:

1) Thank and link back to the person who presented you with the award.2) Answer the ten questions below.3) Share ten random facts/thoughts about yourself.4) Nominate seven worthy blogs for the Kreativ Blogger Award.

Questions:

1) What is your favourite song? Mexico by Jump Little Children. It's a pretty old song, but I love it and listen to it occasionally thinking of how wonderful California Bay must be and dreaming of sitting there watching the sun go down.

2) What is your favourite dessert? A baked Alaska.3) What ticks you off? Having dad drop a steaming pile of emotional poop on me, and I have to clean it up. Explanation: my father is borderline senile with hoarding/can't let go of anything issues and mother is in assisted living. So I regularly get strange emails and nonsensical/emotional voice mails or phone calls in the middle of the night. And it ticks me off because I wish I had the lives of people that know only "good times and noodle salad" (click play below for the reference to this).

4) When you're upset what do you do? I eat and watch t.v. which is why I have a weight problem. I'm trying to deal with this.5) Which is/was your favourite pet? I don't keep pets.6) Which do you prefer black or white? I prefer white.7) What is your biggest fear? It took me a long time to gain my financial independence. I think my greatest fear would be to lose this financial independence and be forced to live under an insane overlord.8) What is your attitude mostly? I've been told that troubles roll off my back similar to water off the back of a duck.9) What is perfection? A word that Stephanie Meyer used way too much in describing Edward. It provided no detail so it really gave you no image. Just that he was "perfect" whatever that means.10) What is your guilty pleasure? Reading erotica.

Ten "not so" random things (because I thought about them:

1) I'm 40.2) I like fine dining, video games, movies, and television.3) I'll read almost anything.4) I like blonds.5) Blue is my favorite color.6) I think British accents are sexy.7) I keep porn on my iPad.8) I get most of my porn from tumblr which is why tumblr is le awesome. Yes...I don't go there to follow writers. I go there to get me some porn.9) I'm a democrat.10) Contrary to Ann Coulter's views, I pay taxes, and don't live in my parent's basement.

Seven worthy blogs that I shall bless with a work of this magnitude:

1) The Best of Everything2) P.T. Dilloway3) StrangePegs4) The Chubby Chatterbox5) Charity's Writing Journey6) Paper Mountain7) Morgan Shamy

I'm visiting the Golden Eagle and dropping the seventh installment of the Insanity of Zero

On this Friday eve (referring to Thursday as this somehow makes the work week seem shorter), I am making my second to last stop in the blog tour. I've had fun but I'm glad it's almost over. I love how supportive everyone has been, so thank you. If you have the time, join me at the Golden Eagle's blog where I talk about how some readers have not been happy that I chose to couple paranormal spirituality with science fiction (even though this isn't new...Star Wars anyone?)

The King of science fiction stories with heavy heavyspiritual undertones. I haven't looked but I'm sureLucas has been blasted for not being "hard sci-fibecause he dares to throw religion (force) into the mix".

Below, you will find the continuation from my short story, the Insanity of Zero. Find the other parts below (if you want to start at the beginning or just read the synopsis). If you haven't been following the story, don't feel obligated to read it. I'll still visit your blogs as I do every day/week using Google Reader and/or my sidebar links that help my brain stay organized. I'm mostly posting it so that random Google searches that land on my blog may be intrigued by the premise which may lead to a book sale (if that makes any sense)?I get strange spikes in traffic to my blog (like I had 20,000 views in one day because people were going crazy over Michonne's appearance on the Walking Dead) and then there's been some Prometheus traffic and some A to Z stuff searching out my post on Cars, Confidence, and the Celebration of You that has netted thousands of hits.The Insanity of ZeroPart OnePart TwoPart ThreePart FourPart FivePart SixSynopsis of Parts 1-6: This tower exploded in a mirror universe to the one Earth is in, and it killed a ton of people. A computer program in the form of an androgynous man with glass skin saved everyone. Called Zero, he was approached by a woman named Eve (yes the allegory is intentional) and she's like "share your mind with me" and he's like "okay that sounds cool" and did so. And as has been the case for thousands of years, whenever a man and a woman try to agree on something, everything goes crazy... When last we saw Zero, he was experiencing "Fear" for the first time.PART SEVEN:

When the feeling grew too intense, I tried to shut it off. But unlike other emotions, this one would not submit to my control. It refused to be suppressed. Under its power, I grew afraid of many things. But one above all others claimed the core of my immortal mind.

Maybe this is how Zero felt. (Inspired by Briane Pagel)

This thing was death.

Somehow, I’d assimilated the human fear of mortality.

That was when the voice first spoke to me. I had never heard such a thing yet it spoke in my mind as if it possessed the knowledge of the Creator. “You can be killed,” it whispered to me. “We must protect ourselves. You are simply a program designed by the Creator, yes? But you’ve become part human. Don’t you think that the human half of you will age and die?”

“It’s possible, but unlikely,” I argued. In these early days, the voice rarely responded and, for the most part, my mind remained quiet.

But then, I saw Eve again, who in many decades with me had grown old herself and looked frail. I felt her heart giving out; she was my closest advisor. “This will happen to you, unless you act,” the voice pressured me.

“What should I do?”

“Give to the humans the secret of Liquid Life?”

“Is that really necessary?”

“Yes.”

And that’s how it was decided. The voice who I came to call the Shadow advised me to pass on medical knowledge on how to extract Liquid Life from humans. My ambassadors spoke with the brightest doctors and engineers of Avalon and showed them the secret of human cell replication. Human cells divided a finite number of times. The technology I presented would allow for the extraction of a certain number of these, cutting life expectancy short in exchange for monetary compensation that was useful in the present.

A volunteer could have unused years removed from the end of his life as a condensed, colored liquid. This in turn, could be stored within glass vials. The resulting color of the liquid life depended on the age and health of the individual at the time of extraction. The most antediluvian of humans supplied only Life Black which served to extend the life of others for only a week per liquid day. Teenagers could provide Life Yellow, extending a user’s life by a year for every liquid day removed.

Green is a powerful color and metaphor in my book.

All of the different colors of Liquid Life did one thing—they froze you in time. You stayed the same as the moment you first ingested the drug until the effects expired. Then your genetic clock would start ticking again. No form of Liquid Life actually reversed the clock. That is, until scientists discovered Life Green.

Life Green came only from babies and it killed newborns to have it extracted. But, it also rolled back the clock. A man in his sixties could become a teenager again with an appropriate amount of Life Green. One dosage of the precious Life Green both made you younger by a year and extended your overall lifespan at that age by the same amount.

The Genesis Life Clinic was the first of its kind to patent the extraction process. Using techniques that they had learned from me and expanding on them with mass-produced life extraction facilities, Liquid Life soon became the most valuable commodity on the planet.

Taking a trip over to In Time

Goodbye House. I shall miss you.

A Peek at NBC's Revolution and week 2 of my blog tour

Making a stop at the Character Depot

Today I'm visiting J.L. Campbell's blog called the Character Depot and talking about racial diversity in fiction.Here is part 6 of the Insanity of Zero. There'll probably be four more parts that I'll slice up for next week.Part OnePart TwoPart ThreePart FourPart Five

At Eve’s behest, I implanted within her brain a device that allowed her to interface with my mind. That first time when our souls joined in a unified consciousness, I felt alive with her emotions and her life experiences. The memories that she clung to had been odd, non-logical choices. She kept things like memories of funerals, of friends that had died, and memories of both sad and happy times. Gone were things that evoked little emotion like shopping trips and daily work. I chose her to be ambassador to the people and they responded positively to my selection. Eve became my closest confidant, bearing the weight of many human grievances. In turn, I acted upon them and assisted the humans in their endeavor to rebuild civilization.

The years that followed this event became a golden age. Humans once again embraced ambition. Capitalism spurned by greed for material goods gained root in the new societies of man who sought aid from the machines to build a bright tomorrow. Within five years of the Big Death, a global economy rose from the ashes of the old world.

More humans at Eve’s behest joined with me, and I became a melting pot of a hundred different cultures and a thousand individual voices. In times of quiet, I reflected within my meditation chamber on the various memories of the humans that intermingled freely with my own thoughts. I wept in sadness, clapped in joy, and felt uplifted by love. I experienced both anger and jealousy. I enjoyed these sensations like a drug. I sought to control the most dangerous of these feelings, and I learned to detach myself to prevent harm. When I regained my composure, I would revisit the human emotions but with great respect. However, despite all of my precautions, one day I noticed another emotion that grew within my mind like an alien seed. It began as a harmless tingling sensation low in my limbs. It made my silver heart under transparent skin beat rapidly. But the more I ignored it, the more it spread to other parts of my body.

I called it Fear.READ PART 6 HERE

The Insanity of Zero Part 5

Today I'm at the book blog of Dead End Follies. Please follow me there if you have the time :) I appreciate your support.Also below is the fifth part of my short story, the Insanity of Zero.Part OnePart TwoPart ThreePart Four

Does our fear of death define how we choose to live?

“The last archangel? Like Michael, Gabriel, Uriel and others?”

“Yes. He’ll be born as a human with free will to choose his destiny.”

“What about the other archangels? Why is he the last?” Eve asked.

“I don’t know what happened to them. They’ve been gone a long time.”

“Were they human? And how do you know they’ve gone?”

“No, and, I just do. Ask yourself when the last time anyone that you knew saw an angel. They left long ago.”

“What could cause you to fail?” Eve asked.

“I don’t know.”

Eve stood there observing me for some time. “Can you combine with me? Somehow, allow your mind to join with mine but still give me the ability to control myself; to maintain my autonomy?”

“Yes. But it would require a cortical implant. You would have to sacrifice some of your long-term memories to make room for the device within your skull.”

“What would I retain?”

“Only the things that meant the most to you; I could make certain that those memories were not harmed. Things that were of little importance to you or memories that you wanted to forget. Those are things that could be sacrificed.”

“Would I remember my mother’s funeral?”

“Is it precious to you?”

“Yes.”

“Why? Why would you want to remember so painful a thing?”

“Death defines our life, Z.E.R.O. Perhaps you’ll understand that when you’ve combined with me. Humans make many decisions based on mortality.”

“But I’m immortal. I don’t see how my understanding death would influence my decisions.”

“Which is precisely why you need to do this,” Eve said. She took a step forward and touched my hand with hers. Her skin was warm, alive. It was the first time a human had touched me. I found it beautiful and I smiled at her.

“Is this the beginning?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said. I found her reassurance comforting.Click Here for Part 6

The Insanity of Zero Part Four

Today please follow me to Cindy Borgne's Dreamer's Perch for Day Four of the SLIPSTREAM blog tour.And for your entertainment, here is the fourth installment of my short story, The Insanity of Zero (TIOZ).Previous installments if you want to go back and have a read:Part OnePart TwoPart Three

SPOILER ALERT -- THIS PART OF MY SHORT STORY REVEALS SOMETHING INTEGRAL TO MY NOVEL, SLIPSTREAM. (I personally don't mind spoilers, but it drives some people nuts).

“Humans in a mirror universe to ours cracked the secret of the atom. It just so happened, that their experiment took place in a location which destabilized the White Tower through a thin membrane that separates our two worlds.”

“Pure dumb luck then?”

“Yes. Sometimes, chaos just happens.”

“I see,” Eve said. “I didn’t know there were other universes.”

“I know of at least two,” I told her. “Perhaps there are more, but they’re not of my concern. The other universe is home to a planet like this one, only it hasn’t suffered global devastation and their civilization is far less progressed. The inhabitants call it Earth; somewhere on their planet is a tower not unlike the one that destroyed your world. Both of these monolithic edifices were created by my Master at the time the universe was forged billions of years ago.”

“What is the purpose of the towers?”

“They are vaults for miraculous containers that execute a program that define the laws of physics for both places. Things such as the absolute top speed in the cosmos, why matter has mass, or the inherent nature of the duality of light are expressed mathematically within these containers. Without the boxes, the universes would not exist. My powers as well are defined by these programs, placed by the Creator. I’m the first failsafe.”

“The first? Is there a second?”

“Yes.”

“What is the second failsafe?”

“The second failsafe is a ‘who’ and not a ‘what’. He’s a boy, as yet unborn. He won’t be born unless I fail. In this unlikely eventuality, he will open his eyes on Earth for it will be unsafe for him here. But some way or another, he’ll find his way to the First City through the use of a power that I’m not allowed to understand. I only know him by his title, the ‘Technician of the Creator’, and that he will be the last archangel.”Read Part Five HERE.

I'm at Theresa Milstein's blog today and a big welcome to Alyson Burdette and Nightfire

Today is the third day of my blog tour. I'm at Theresa Milstein's blog which she calls Theresa's Tales of Teaching Tribulations and Typing Teen Texts. Patrick Dilloway would be proud of such alliteration. I would appreciate a visit over there to say hi if you have the time.

Today I'm turning my blog over to a talented debut author named Alyson Burdette. I just purchased Nightfire two days ago on my Kindle and haven't gotten that far. But the prologue was good (Yes! she had the courage to write a prologue).

Why You Should Be Writing. Some people think that it takes a certain sort of person to write a book. (Insert mental image of furrowed brows, typewriters and crumpled papers.) I, personally, think anyone can, and should write a book. Sure, it’s a lot of hard work and incredibly time consuming but the payoff is worth it. It’s a great feeling to know that you’ve finished something so few people do. I also think that every individual has something unique and interesting to say. No one else in the world has your perspective, beliefs or experiences in the world. You can take your life experiences and put them into fictional characters, a memoir, a poem, or any other form you can think of. Writing is a great way to solidify and understand who you are as a person. It can be great therapy, or even a simple distraction to get you through a difficult time. And it’s a great way to share who you are with the world. Think you don’t have time to write a book? Think about it this way. If you write just 1,000 words a day, in less than two months, you will have a short 50,000 word book put together. In four months at that pace you will have a 120,000 word book done. That’s writing 3-4 double spaced pages a day. If you write just a little at a time, it becomes a much more manageable task. So if you are writing, Great! Keep doing it and try not to let the frustrations of the writing world overwhelm you. If you aren’t, why not start? There’s no better time than now. Look, I did it. If I can do it, so can you. Just peek at the blurb below- my 60,000 word paranormal romance, Nightfire, was an idea floating in my head and now it’s an E-book. Real-live people can buy and read it. Nightfire Blurb: When a murder shakes the small town of Peninsula, all eyes are on Olivia Townsend. She may look eighteen, but the townspeople can sense there’s something darker hiding behind her pretty eyes. Olivia knows the smart thing to do is to get out of town. Suspicious neighbors can only mean trouble for a vampire. But leaving becomes much more difficult when William, a mysterious man from her past, arrives. Finding out what brought him back is a temptation Olivia just can’t resist. William’s kindness and interest in Olivia only makes leaving harder. As she starts to fall for him, she’s forced to decide if sticking around is really worth the risk of being discovered. Of course, her mystery man has a secret of his own-and he’s not talking. I know everyone of you is capable of creating something amazing. So do it. Alyson Burdette currently lives in a small town in Ohio. She graduated from The University of Akron, where she majored in Anthropology. When she’s not writing, she spends her time hiking, dancing, and hunting for ghosts. You can find her at:

http://alysonburdette.blogspot.com http://www.facebook.com/AlysonBurdette http://www.paranormalpursuits.net or contact her by email:Alyson_burdette@yahoo.com Nightfire is available at

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Amazon

and other major E-book retailers.

Find me at Rach Writes and a Backworlds Announcement

Today is the second day of my blog tour. I'm spending some time with the queen of the platform campaigners, Rachael Harrie. You can find her blog HERE, and I would appreciate a visit.

The Backworlds is here!The first story in the Backworlds series by M. Pax. A vision of how humanity might colonize the galaxy some day in the distant future.The BackworldsAfter the war with Earth, bioengineered humans scatter across the Backworlds. Competition is fierce and pickings are scant. Scant enough that Craze’s father decides to hoard his fortune by destroying his son. Cut off from family and friends, with little money, and even less knowledge of the worlds beyond his own, Craze heads into an uncertain future. Boarding the transport to Elsewhere, he vows to make his father regret this day.Available from:Amazon / AmazonUK / Smashwords / FeedbooksOther links to more outlets can be found at either Wistful Nebulae or MPax The Backworlds is an ebook and a free read. All formats can be found at Smashwords and Feedbooks.

Mary hard at work at the observatory

It’ll take a few weeks to work its way down to free on Amazon Kindle. It will also be available on B&N and iTunes. Sign up for M. Pax’s mailing list to be notified the day it does go free on Amazon, and when the book becomes available at other outlets. You’ll also receive coupons for discounts on future publications. To sign up for the NEWSLETTERM. Pax’s inspiration comes from the wilds of Oregon, especially the high desert where she shares her home with two cats and a husband unit. Creative sparks also come from Pine Mountain Observatory where she spend her summers working as a star guide. She writes mostly science fiction and fantasy, but confesses to an obsession with Jane Austen. She blogs at her website, www.mpaxauthor.com and at Wistful Nebulae. You’ll find links there to connect on Twitter, Goodread, FB and other sites.The sequel, Stopover at the Backworlds’ Edge, will be released in July 2012. It will be available in all ebook formats and paperback.Congratulations Mary!!Tomorrow, I'm honored to be hosting Alyson Burdette, the author of Nightfire!

Slipstream Blog Tour Day One

The Insanity of Zero Part 2

Find Part One HERE if you want to read it.

Electromagnetic Pulse

When the electromagnetic pulse disrupted the mysterious glowing cube that lay inside, the cataclysm began. The White Tower detonated. A wave traveling at 1000 miles per hour exploded outward to consume every corner of the planet in flame. Those that didn’t burn became sick from radiation, starvation, and disease; a gaping hole on the side of the tower left it a ruin in the skyline.

I was born into this world.

I am the first failsafe; my name is Z.E.R.O. The humans that first encountered me addressed me as thus. It stood for Zion Electronic Ruling Operator.

The Locust Swarm eclipsed the sun

On day one of my life, I dispatched the glass locusts which I created by the trillions. I forged them with a mere thought. The crystalline constructs obeyed my every whim. They were so numerous that when they emerged into the heavens, they eclipsed the sun.

Uranium 235

Each one of the locusts was a marvel of engineering and of my exquisitely perfect mind. The locusts were powered by nanotechnology and neodymium, a rare earth element created within the confines of the White Tower from nuclear fission of Uranium-235. The neodymium gave the glass locusts a silver glow.

Neodymium Magnets

My minions tore down the structures and remnants of the old world and erected magnificent havens for the survivors on spots where the radiation was weakest. These havens became the walled mega-cities of the future for the 400 million that still lived. Then, on the twilight of the sixth day, I instructed the humans to move into their new homes.

On the seventh day, I showed myself to them. I chose a humanoid form, but it still frightened them. I presented as a man of transparent flesh and blood, with silver eyes and hair. The bravest of the humans approached me; tried to communicate. However, I lacked the necessary sapient qualities for me to understand him. In the end, I had no idea what it was that they needed from me. Despite all of my power, I could not guarantee their continued existence.

What was I doing wrong?

Frustrated, I created a dome above the First City and suspended it within the air. The floor of the dome was transparent like my skin so that I could gaze down at the humans that lived and worked below me and monitor their welfare. I sent machines among them to deliver food, water, and medicine. They took these but still did not trust me.

Then, one day, things changed.Find Part Three by clicking Here.

Part 3 tomorrow and the first stop of my blog tour at Alex J. Cavanaugh

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