A Convocation of Kings (The Coming Storm Book 2)
A Convocation of Kings (The Coming Storm Book 2)
Now a member of the ruling Council, Elon is forced once again to fight for the Alliance he's given almost everything to preserve, but a breath of hope is offered.
A terrible tragedy nearly tears them apart. One ally returns, but another is lost. A Convocation of Kings is the tale of the price of honor, determination, survival, and betrayal.
I’m a writer, and as a writer – especially a pantser who writes by the seat of their pants – I’m driven to write. But all writers, any writers, starts out as readers. (As Stephen King says, If you don’t read then you don’t have the tools to write.)Then comes that moment when you can’t find the kinds of stories you love, or you ask yourself, “Why hasn’t anyone written this story….?” or “I miss these kinds of stories, why doesn’t anyone write these stories...read more
It always amazes me to find myself an ‘international author’. I’ve had sales in Great Britain, but it was a complete surprise to find I have sales in other countries as well, like Spain. Servant of the Gods and Heart of the Gods have done well there, while The Coming Storm series does well in Great Britain.So, it was great to see I had my first sales in France for Nike’s Wings – a political thriller with a kickass heroine.28 Amazon FR Paid > … > Action & Adventure14 Kindle FR Paid > …...read more
*laughing* I can just hear it – a ‘sweet’ erotic romance? How is that even possible? To tell you the truth, I just wanted to write an erotic romance with a Christmas theme. The holidays for me have always been a celebration of love, romance, etc. (I was married on Christmas Eve in a reformed Catholic Church, in what had been a chicken barn before family, friends, and the homeless people the church served. Yeah, I’m like that.) So it was important to me for it to have a positive theme – no bad boys with bad...read more
Selfie – me I was diagnosed with NASH or fatty liver disease about three years ago now. It’s what’s called a ‘silent’ disease. It has no discernible symptoms, but it affects the liver. Badly. It resembles alcoholic liver disease but occurs in people who drink little or no alcohol. Like most or many people, I had the occasional drink – mostly wine. (And occasionally I overindulged, but not often.) After all, the recommendations were that wine, red wines especially, were good for you. Per Medscape...read more
Why did I write my fantasy novels (The Coming Storm, The Servant of the Gods, and Song of the Fairy Queen)?
Why did I write my fantasy novels? Because I missed high/heroic fantasy and I missed heroes and heroines – the kind of people you want to get to know, or aspire to be. The kind of people who run into burning buildings or who shield people many would say are getting their just deserts. Are they perfect people? Probably not, but in that one moment, they rose to the occasion and said “I will not let this happen”. When Tolkien wrote The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings series, he envisioned the hobbits as the common people of...read more
I started writing Nike’s Wings with an image in my mind of a woman with a tattoo of wings on her back. As a pantser – someone who writes from the seat of her pants – I had no idea what her story was. I just knew I wanted to know why she had had the tattoo, especially since a tattoo that size would have been pretty painful to apply.When you write by the seat of your pants it does help if you have a pretty wide range of knowledge since you never know where a story will take you. I certainly didn’t expect it to take...read more
Why do I write fantasy? So that I can take the images in my mind like this –“Gossamer butterflies danced in the air, taking wing from where they sparkled among the leaves of the trees, their nearly transparent wings catching the sunlight and refracting it into rainbow twinkles of light. They spiraled upward as they swirled around each other. More and more took flight, rising in a glistening, ever-shifting, swirling cloud. That diaphanous cloud grew, billowed and blew, sparkling brilliant effervescent light,” – and...read more
Add caption It always astonishes me how few writers (and readers) know their history, whether of place names, the guiding forces of both heroes and villains, or the effects of war and disease. A reviewer called one of my books to task for having ‘too many battles’. Apparently he didn’t study his history. The Civil War alone made me look like a piker – I only had three or four. (Piker – one who does things in a small way) The city name of London came from Roman Londinium, and Montmartre is named for a large...read more
Father’s Day was the day I met my husband. I will be forever grateful for the Father’s Day gift my husband’s children gave me – him, and by extension them and their children.*laughing* My past love life could have best been described as ‘rocky’. I’d been married three times when I met him, not the best odds or best bet, but he took a chance on me and *grinning* as you can tell I’m an optimist.Even more ironically, his daughter picked me.His on-line picture was good, but it didn’t do him...read more
My father was never a ‘Dad’, although I called him that.I used to joke to people that my father hadn’t won the warm and friendly trifecta – he was German by heritage (a recent study showed that many Germans are missing the humor gene), a Gemini (a very cerebral sign), and a mechanical engineer ( a group not necessarily noted for warmth and humor). People would ask me if I was his daughter, and I would say “Who’s asking and why?” My father was an intelligent man of very strong opinions that he...read more