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Okay, I have two novels written and ideas for about a dozen more. However, I have
only started on two of them. I am not sure which I will finish first, but I will
update as I go. Here are the titles and a little about the books.
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The Open Door had the best introduction that I have written. I started on this novel
three separate times, each time failing. So, with my wonderful intro in the waste
pile, a new, trimed-down outline, and some powerful motivation, I rewrote this project
from a different angle and words flowed onto the paper. I'm now editing and preparing
to submit to agents.
Alien invasions start small.
There exist doorways that connect worlds - doorways that open and close, that can
be seen by some but not others, and that each carry consequences for entrance and
more dire consequences for avoidance. A door opened on earth and group of seven
came through. With a mission to assassinate one person to save their home world
from predicted destruction, subplots of love, loyalty, and intergalactic politics
bring out everyone’s true character and motivations.
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This was (or I guess it still is) my first novel. When I wrote it, I thought about
submitting it - actually did send it to a few dozen agents. Now I know it was a
practice novel. The characters are strong, some action sequences are pretty good,
I have lots of friends, family, and other writing group members excited about it,
but I have some serious work to do on my main character's development over the course
of the novel.
Start with forgotten children, sprinkle on some pollen, coat with DDT, mix in ample
radiation, add a wish, and bake for 18 hours - that was their recipe - I was one
of the children. Unfortunately for me, I didn't get the DDT till after they started
adding the radiation and I wasn't just a child, there was the unborn child of my
abusive father in my womb. Now they have to watch me as I watch them. Only I can’t
watch them with the dead, blackened eyes that I once saw with but with the other
abilities that have grown in me, the abilities that I am trying to hide, the abilities
that I am fighting to control.
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I am very excited about The Cleansing. This is a futuristic novel about a small
group of people during a civil war.
Near the turn of the 29th century, a scared, little sulteer boy crawled unnoticed
down a sewer drain in Shurefleet to escape the Chimree, winged beasts with the bodies
of lions and the heads of demons - goddesses to die for, literally. No one knew
until 16 years later, The Cleansing of the Southern Grid, the second massacre by
the Chimree, that there was a living witness to the Rise of the Chimree. No one
knew until the little sulteer that ran became the one who stood defiant in the face
of the Chimree horde.
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