Starting February 2 on
your favorite podcasting app:
2 new chapters each
week from MUSIC IN THE NIGHT, from the Guardians of the Time Stream steampunk
series.
2 childhood friends
with matching crystal roses hold the key to lost understanding of the Great
Machine. Can Ess find Carmen before their enemies catch up with her?
https://yeoldedragonbooks.com/ye-olde-dragons-library-storytelling-podcast/
Otherwise known as Houdini (can you guess why?) or The Booger Dog. (3 guesses why)
Fun Fact: Did you know Aussies are known as Velcro Dogs?
You know why? Yeah, they stick with you, always want to be with you, follow you everywhere -- or in Oliver's case, they get in front of you and block the way, whatever you're trying to do. I'm trying to get through a door, and he stands there on the threshold and just looks up at me, with that sad little, "But I Looooooove you, so you won't get mad at me, right?" look in his eyes.
Here's his favorite napping spot. Right under my feet, sometimes blocking me from pulling my chair up close to my computer. How am I supposed to get ANY work done?
Introducing…. A Massive Clean Fantastical
Fiction Paperback Giveaway! 23 authors have banded together to give away a
paperback copy of their books. From fairytale retellings to science fiction
epics, these books are sure to delight every reader. You don't need to worry
about gasping about graphic content while reading in your comfiest chair.
Instead, these clean novels are sure to delight people of various ages. Here
are some of the books you could win:
Participants must be from the United States and 18 years or older to enter. The giveaway ends December 12 with a winner announced December 13th. By entering this giveaway, you are giving your email to the authors participating. The authors have all promised to use those emails wisely and solely for book purposes, not for spam.
My favorite part of the holiday season is to put together a bunch of shoeboxes for Operation Christmas Child. We fill them with school supplies, toys, hygiene items, useful things, fun things, and send them through Samaritan's Purse to children in foreign countries, to assist in the day-to-day demonstration of Jesus' love.
Let me give YOU a gift this year:
FIRST: Go to SamaritansPurse.org and put together a shoebox or two online, or pay for the shipping on the boxes you've put together, OR check out their online gift catalog and donate toward one of the many items to help families and villages in need around the world.
THEN: Email me an electronic copy of your receipt, to: 2OldeDragons@gmail.com
BUT BEFORE THAT: Check out the storefront at YeOldeDragonBooks.com or my website, MLevigne.com, for the book blurbs, and pick out the ebook(s) or audiobook(s) you'd like to have, my thank-you for helping Samaritan's Purse spread God's love this holiday season. Give me the title of the item(s) when you send me your receipt. Here's what you can get:
Up to $20 spent: Any ebook
Up to $40 spent: 2 ebooks or 1 audiobook
Up to $60 spent: 3 ebooks or 2 audiobooks
Up to $80 spent: 4 ebooks or 3 audiobooks (or 2 ebooks and 2 audiobooks)
Over $80 spent: A print copy of the Neighborlee fantasy novel, Allergic to Mistletoe. Or all the ebooks.
TITLES: Christmas in Ohio -- Crystal Christmas -- Tabor at Christmas -- Allergic to Mistletoe -- Christmas Fiction Off the Beaten Path
I try to upload 2 episodes, around 2,500 words each, every week.
Here's the link to the page. Please come read!
https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/118523/thakai
Essentially, my hero, Dysander, is an Odysseus-type character. That means there's an equivalent of Helen in this world, a version of Sparta, a version of Troy, a version of Ithaka (Thakai, for those who aren't good with anagrams ...) and Penelope -- and a war, and a long journey home.
Right now, I'm nearing the end of what will be Book 1 when the series begins to be published. The tentative title is DYSANDER AND THE SEA GOD. In this book, so far, Dysander has a friend named Aithon who is actually the sea god, Ancuenor, incognito. They have a huge, dangerous adventure that I just finished writing, and Dysander learns the truth. He's kind of peeved. In turn, Ancuenor is furious with Dysander because of something he did that the sea god considers treachery, and the two don't part as friends. Then in the next book, as THAKAI continues, the sea god interferes when Dysander finds the girl he wants to marry, and when he doesn't get his revenge, puts a curse on Dysander, forbidding him to ever leave his island home.
At least, that's the plan. There's a workaround, of course, because how could there be a Trojan War and a Trojan Horse without that world's version of Odysseus to come up with the solution?
Please visit THAKAI and read, leave comments, make suggestions -- maybe get your name in the acknowledgements, for coming up with something truly brilliant that changes the trajectory of the whole story!
"So, what do you think?" Megan said as she stepped into the lounging part of her and Alexi's dressing room backstage.
Alexi and Harry had gone
to get their car and bring it to the backstage entrance, for a quick getaway. Megan
had confided in Bethany that she thought Harry was cute, so excited about riding
in a real, Human-made car.
"I like him. How
does his wife feel about him spending the holidays with me and my Dad?"
Bethany said.
"No wife." Megan
shrugged and slipped into her clogs before sitting down on the other end of the
couch. "Which is a total injustice. Alexi says the girls can't see past his
science experiments and his research, to the really great guy under the brainy persona."
"What kind of science
experiments?" Bethany imagined Harry doing a Nutty Professor routine, his lab
coat smeared with stains, maybe scorched in places. It fit. How long since she had
let herself feel anything but mild social friendship with a man?
Maybe the fact that he
didn't ask for her autograph, didn't ogle her figure, had a lot to do with the attraction.
Because yes, she admitted to a strong attraction between them, from the moment that
zap of static electricity sent a lovely, hot shiver down her back.
It was great to realize
she was a normal woman after all, not a frightened, frigid little teasing twit,
as that last studio-arranged date accused her of being.
This was going to be a
great Christmas.
A knock on the door, then
it opened and her heart did a funny little skip when she saw Harry, and the way
his gaze zeroed in on her all the way across the room.
"Ready?" He
stepped into the room and held out a hand. "This might tingle a little."
"Kind of like a force
field or tractor beam or something wrapping around a ship?" she offered.
Harry's eyes widened and
his mouth dropped open a little, and that funny feeling in her stomach turned squirmy.
Had she turned him off already?
Then he grinned. That
lovely zing climbed her arm when their hands touched. A buzzing sensation raced
across her bare skin. It tickled and massaged somewhere between her skin and her
bones.
"Wow." She flinched
when her voice sounded a little off, not quite hollow.
