May 2012 - C. S. Dorsey
"And it shall come to pass afterward that I will pour out My spirit on all flesh; Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy. Your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions." Joel 2:28

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

~~Guest Post~~ Ethos: Morning Star


I am so pleased to have Desiree Finkbeiner author of Ethos: Morning Star stop by for a guest post and excerpt for today.



When a mysterious stranger interrupts Brianna's mundane routine, her eyes are opened to the dark underbelly of reality... immortal rogues, ancient conspiracies, prophetic revelations, savage tribes, mammoth dragonflies...


She's thrust into a race for her life when Kalen, a warrior from Ethos, discovers that she is harboring a secret... a secret that he'd give his life to protect.


There's just one little problem... they are tempted by a forbidden romance, which threatens to compromise a divinely appointed mission. They are faced with a choice... love eternal, or the end of the world...





Overcoming writer's block, Desiree Finkbeiner

We all get it from time to time... writer's block. It affects us all differently, but when it happens, productivity goes out the window. How does it happen and how can you get over it?


I seem to only get writer’s block when I’m not living my life in harmony with my spiritual beliefs. I believe that all creativity is derived from the flow of spiritual energy, which influences our thoughts and actions. If that energy flow is inhibited by poor choices, we become poorly connected to the source. As with electrical wiring, when it becomes corroded, the flow of electricity is inhibited and gadgets malfunction or cease to operate. The human soul operates the same way. If we are not living our lives in harmony with our beliefs, our connection becomes corrupted and the flow of creativity is blocked.


I overcome writer’s block by taking an inventory of how I’m living my life, and seek to change things that are not in harmony with my spiritual progression. Once my priorities are in line and I’ve taken a moment to meditate, to reconnect to the source, the flow of revelation is fluid and the creative process is enhanced.


If you're not really into meditation or prayer, then maybe some yoga or taking a nature walk would help. There's a special connection we as humans have to other life forces, and we can pull strength from the energy that other life forces create. While I prefer to pull my inspiration directly from God, it also helps to be close to his creations. Trees, streams, wildlife, pets etc. Whatever makes you feel good- helping an old lady across the street, smiling at someone who could use a smile, uplifting someone else... service. Those are all things that *give*.


When we are giving and free with our energy, it’s returned to us ten fold- So if you’re feeling uninspired, maybe it's time to do something for someone else, then the inspiration will flow freely because what goes around comes around.

-Excerpt From Ethos: Morning Star by Desiree Finkbeiner

I half expected to see a dignified woman in white, like the one I had seen on the screen at the scan center but what I saw when the blindfold came off was so breath taking that I couldn’t utter a sound. Kalen hadn’t prepared me for the beauty that stood before me. A massive, purple dragonfly queen with crystalline wings of swirling color and large golden-green eyes like gemstones cut into rare jewels. Her body was long and slender; ten or fifteen feet long with smooth legs of black slicked by an iridescent purple sheen over the top. She watched me intently, waiting to judge my reaction. My eyes widened with amazement and my mouth dropped open into a gigantic smile, as big as a child receiving a long awaited surprise.

Where to find Desiree Finkbeiner

http://desireefinkbeiner.blogspot.com/
www.facebook.com/finkartstudio
https://twitter.com/finkart


Where to purchase her book


Amazon purchase link: http://www.amazon.com/Morning-Star-Ethos-ebook/dp/B007PSUV2W/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpt_1

Thank you Desiree Finkbeiner for stopping by :)

Sunday, May 27, 2012

**Book Review** Scary Mary by S.A. Hunter

Stalking  Shadows

Mary’s back, and she has to help Vicky, her nemesis. While on a date, Vicky gets into car wreck that leaves her in a coma. Through dreams, she reaches out to Mary for help. Mary isn’t happy to help her, but she’s willing to do almost anything to get the cheerleader out of her head.


So, I really don't do book reviews, but I though I might do one for this book. This is my take on Stalking Shadows which is book 2 of Scary Mary series....I liked it!!!

Now book 1 (Scary Mary) was not that scary, but book 2 creeped me out a little. It was perfect and my kind of book. The plot was on point and the book flowed nice. If you want to read something that is creepy and entertaining then read the Scary Mary series :)

If I could do a rating I would give it...4 stars :)  


Buy the book on Amazon

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

:-)  A "Me Post"  (-:
This is sorta of a late night post. But since I have been doing guest post and try to get things together for my own blog tours, I though I might just have a "me post."

A "me post" is something that I just created in my head just now. Its a blog post where I talk about my personal life. Not that I have one or anything, but just to share some normal human stuff.

So, as some of you my have not known my birthday was May 17. Yaay! Happy birthday to me. I didn't do much on that day. My mom took me to the Cheesecake Factory which I highly recommend. I've had my mind on other things like my upcoming blog tours (I will be announcing the dates soon), that I have not really been paying any attention to the calender. Before I knew it, it was my birthday.

I have 3 blog tours set in the month of June, so it is going to be a busy month. I would prefer to tour in the summer any ways. My sales are very slow when its sunny. Then when the rain comes the sales picks up. Not that I sale thousands of copies. Just 10 here and there.

At first I was all about sales and stuff. Now I just want create some buzz about my book. Sales don't mean anything if people thinks your book sucks. So that's why I decided to do a blog tour. Sorta of a meet and greet with different blogs, the host, and readers. I had so much fun with my first blog tour with Rachel at YA Novel Reader. .


Now, I have become obsessed with touring. I should have discovered this last year as soon as when The Unsacred Gift came out. Better late than never. You live and learn.


This was supposed to be a "me post" and not about books. But since I have no life, my writing is my life. Its all I think about now.

Below are some pictures of the room I stayed in at The Claremont Hotel & Spa in Berkeley CA for my birthday vacation.

The Living Room

The rest of The Living Room 

The Bedroom 

The flat screen in the room 

The Bathroom 

The End :)


C.S.




Monday, May 14, 2012

~~Blog Tour~~Dragon Rider’s Gift


Author KH LeMoyne stop by today with a teaser of Dragon Rider's Gift.




Title: Dragon Rider’s Gift
Author: KH LeMoyne
Genre: Fantasy Romance,

Adult Roark of Nedres spent his life absorbing lore, legend, and rumor to claim his dragon beast in order to save his people. Nothing has prepared him for the ultimate bond fate will demand.

Princess NiraMerielEstar was born with the power of prophecy. Her most recent vision forecasts a dire fate for her people, promises few answers, and will deliver the country of Fyrhall a victorious future or crushing defeat.

Kraz, an ancient dragon of mythical power and knowledge, has eluded capture for a thousand years. However, only a dragon of great wisdom would consider an eternal bond to his warrior rider to save his dragon race.

Three souls.Two hearts.One courageous calling.

Author Bio

A former technology specialist, KH LeMoyne writes sensual romance: urban and high fantasy, and scifi/futuristic. She lives in Maryland with her wonderful husband and corgi. Much to her dismay, she rarely encounters supernatural beings other than on paper. Visit her website: http://www.khlemoyne.com/ or blog: http://fantasypoweredbylove.com/

Contact the Author:

http://www.khlemoyne.com/
Blog: http://khlemoyne.wordpress.com/
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/kh.lemoyne
Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/khlemoyne
Publisher: http://digitalcrystalpress.com/

Purchase Book:

http://www.amazon.com/Dragon-Riders-Portals-Destiny-ebook/dp/B007VG8ZU8/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1334833027&sr=8-2


Excerpt:

The Prophecy

Threatened to extinction, the children of magic fled Earth. The most powerful of them ripped great holes in the universe to hide their brethren throughout space with one true bloodline, forever charged with the protection of the great portals between worlds.


The World of TirThar shelters the oldest and most powerful of Earth’s benign and malevolent magical beings. Hindered from free access to the portals, the dark mage of Brennagmore turns his hunger for power on those of his own world.


Prophecy earmarks Fyrhall, the kingdom of renowned dragon riders, as the mage’s first vulnerable target. Yet even joined by their allies, the dragon riders’ battle will take more than courage and skill to defend against the attack.


The difference between slavery and freedom for Fyrhall and those who fight at their side—one dragon, one rider, and one future queen.



Saturday, May 5, 2012

~~The Unsacred Gift~~ Blog Tour!!!


The Unsacred Gift Blog Tour kicks off on May 6th! Check out the schedule below! 

 May 6- www.yanovelreader.com – with the tour kickoff 

 May 7- blackwords-whitepages.blogspot.com – with an excerpt 

 May 8- justanotherbookguy.com – with a review 

 May 9 – pageaway.blogspot.com – with a review, interview and excerpt 

 May 10- justanotherbookaddict.blogspot.com – with an excerpt 

 May 11 – thecoverbybrittany.blogspot.com - with a guest post 

 May 12 – adreamwithinadream.blogspot.com – with a review and guest post 

May 13- paranormal-bookclub.com – with an excerpt and review 

 May 14 – treasuredtalesforyoungadults.wordpress.com – with a guest post
Guest Post: Child of Destiny by Dr. George H. Elder


ABOUT THE AUTHOR


Dr. George H. Elder has a Ph.D. from Penn State in Speech Communication and a Masters Degree in nonfiction Writing from UNH. He also has a very eclectic work and personal history. He has been a college teacher, custodian, upper-level scholar, drug addict, weight lifting coach, bouncer, and much more. He has authored numerous articles in the popular press and even a scientific text book that examines the neuropsychological basis of human communication. He has also addressed subjects such as philosophy, free speech, weight training, drug use, nutrient effects, street life, and a wide range of other issues. 


 His varied life experiences and education give him a unique and interesting perspective, and he often weaves philosophical insights and pathos into his texts. His books are action-oriented, but they do not have simplistic plots wherein good vs. evil or some other hackneyed approach is used. Instead, Elder employs plot shifts that allow the characters and readers to question the relationships we often take for granted. For example, a hero may do great wrongs while a species once perceived as malicious can be revealed to be honorable and wise. This offers refreshing and exciting perspectives for readers as they delve into Elder’s texts, for one never knows what to expect.



SYNOPSIS
Child of Destiny (The Genesis Continuum trilogy #1) by Dr. George H. Elder
The universe is nearing its inevitable end, everything is being rapidly devoured. The last hope of a dying universe is to awaken the Seeker, a legendary metaphysical being known only through ancient tales. The Seeker has the capacity to link the entire universe; they alone may be able to spark the rebirth of the universe.

Many of those that remain desperately want existence to continue. As the remaining races struggle to survive and fight over saving existence, lofty ideals give way to brutal pragmatism. Missions are sent out in search of the Seeker. One such mission encounters Kara an outcast noblewoman of the Labateen, a Stone-Age warrior culture. Kara is well versed in the Seeker’s litany, beyond what would be considered coincidence –to Kara the litany is simply the ways of God. Will Kara be able to help locate the Seeker?

Those who wish the universe to end in disorder, with no more than a whimper are not willing to sit by as others race to alter the end universe. As these opposing forces mount their defenses, racing to see their goals are achieved one question stands out…

Is Kara the key?


EXCERPT
Child of Destiny (The Genesis Continuum trilogy #1) by Dr. George H. Elder
Edited by Julie Tryboski & Illustrated by Randall Drew

THE ANCIENTS BELIEVED THE PURPOSE OF LIFE IS TO EVOLVE SPECIES THAT CAN PERPETUATE THE POSSIBILITY OF CONTINUED EXISTANCE THROUGH THEIR THOUGHTS AND DEEDS — WITH THOUGHT BEING A SEMINAL POWER THAT CAN OVERCOME THE DARK FORCES THAT DRIVE ALL THAT IS TOWARD NOTHINGNESS (“NOTLOH THE OLDER” OF HARKAD PRIME).

 

CHAPTER 1: ISHTAR’S CHILD


Kara had worked tirelessly piling heavy boulders around her hillside cave’s entrance, leaving a thistle-covered opening on the mound’s top that was barely wide enough for her to squeeze through. Over the years, successive layers of soil and jagged rocks were heaped on the boulders, and the humble shelter could now resist the fiercest storm and harshest winter. Long razor grass, thorny briars, and shrubs flourished on the stout construction, providing Kara’s home with a camouflaged barrier that served well against both four- and two-legged predators. The only drawbacks were meager lighting, invading spiders and centipedes, and the poor ventilation provided by the narrow entrance. Yet these were relatively small prices to pay for security. Moreover, the shelter was adjacent to a spring-fed stream that froze for only part of the winter. Of course, there was a constant need to collect firewood, gather fruits, nuts, and berries, and hunt, but Kara was proficient in these arts. She had to be, for such is an outcast’s lot.
She sat cross-legged on the cave’s floor, bathed in a shaft of sunlight that poured through the entrance. The flint tip of her spear needed sharpening, and she deftly chipped away tiny flecks of stone with a hard rock. Kara’s father had taught her the ancient art of blade-making, not that Torok ever envisioned his daughter would depend on such a skill to sustain a solitary existence. No, he had felt she was destined for great things within the tribe, which was only appropriate for the child of a Labateen chieftain such as Torok. And Kara grew to be a most unusual girl, a precocious child who tagged along behind hunting parties and played violent war games with the tribe’s boys.
By her fifth season Kara’s deftly thrown spear was regularly taking down prey that was nearly as large as she, all of which were proudly dragged back to the great cave. She even learned the old storyteller’s sacred litanies, repeating without error the lengthy and complex tales to the delight of family and friends. Torok was proud of Kara’s intelligence, strength, and courage, and considered her an ideal daughter. Never a man of many words, he once told her, “Blood of my blood, you are a very special child. God has blessed you in many ways and you make my heart proud.” Kara basked in the warmth of his approving smile, and found confidence in the tribe’s universal acknowledgment of her rare talents.
Yet neither Torok nor Kara knew about the awful mark she bore high on her scalp, the one her mother had worked tirelessly to conceal since Kara’s birth. The Labateen were the true Children of God, and only the most perfect in form could be accepted into the tribe. And to all appearances Kara’s long, thick, red hair, green eyes, hazel skin, and lithe athletic body were ideal, the quintessential elements of a Labateen woman. Indeed, all was perfect, except for a dark brown birthmark that hid underneath a luxurious mane of hair.
Leah, her mother, was horrified when she first saw the blight, although there was no one to share her shock in the isolated birthing cave. Her labor was long and difficult, and there were times Leah thought death would be a welcome reprieve. And a lonely, painful demise for mother and child was the inevitable penalty for a failed childbirth. This most sacred process was overseen only by God –- and God alone would dictate if both mother and child survived. But survival was only the first step, for then came the mother’s responsibility of ensuring that the child’s body was perfect in all ways. This was God’s test of a mother’s will to abide by the sacred laws that guided the Labateen for countless generations. These were the same laws Torok was sworn to uphold as the tribe’s Dorma, and thus Leah felt particularly driven to follow the ancient codes.              
The birthmark’s grotesquery compelled Leah to contemplate bashing Kara’s tiny head against the jagged walls of the birthing cave, the floor of which was richly littered with tiny bony reminders of Labateen mother who had done their duty. Every Labateen woman knew that allowing an unfit or marked child to live would introduce impurity into what were God’s chosen people. The only right and merciful thing was to end such a star-crossed life swiftly. Leah roughly grabbed her writhing daughter, who still wore the blood and slippery wetness of a new life. She stared into the infant’s eyes, and suddenly her will to follow the old ways evaporated. Perhaps it was the long torment of giving birth, or maybe it was the blood loss, but Leah felt that God was guiding her thoughts and deeds. ‘Yes, God must want this infant to live,’ she thought, ‘And to live for a divine purpose.’
Leah deftly severed the umbilical cord with an obsidian blade and suckled the crying infant. With every passing moment the bond between mother and child grew stronger, as did Leah’s conviction that she was doing God’s work. But Leah’s convictions were the stuff of sacrilege, and that would lead to a dreadful fate for any Labateen. However, it was customary for a new mother to remain away from the tribe for ten suns after giving birth, which was yet another trial to help ensure that only the most able would walk amongst the Labateen. Leah took the time to make dyes from nearby plants and berries, being well versed in the art of marking. Indeed, as the daughter of an Elder and wife of the tribe’s Dorma, Leah was expected to be an exemplary marker and healer.
She carefully dyed her infant’s head, hands, and feet deep black, all signs that the child was one with God’s earth by thought and deed. She repeated the procedure over the coming days until the rich dyes were absorbed by Kara’s skin, hiding any sign of the blemish. When the day came to rejoin the tribe, friends and relatives saw the baby’s markings and she was quickly dubbed “Kara,” meaning, “Companion of God.” Many in the tribe thought it odd that Leah didn’t change Kara’s markings as the child matured, but few dared question a Labateen aristocrat. The query might be seen as an insult, and only blood could assuage such folly. The ploy served well in giving Leah’s daughter time to grow a thick and luxurious mane of dark red locks that hid the sin, at least until the age of ascension.
The spear’s tip was nearly ready, and Kara examined it in detail. A good spear and sharp knife were as essential as stealth, speed, and strength when hunting. Yet the hunt had gone poorly for seven suns, and Kara did not know why. Normally, late spring provided ample game, although one had to be ever watchful for the swift grenlobs that followed the migratory herds. The large, bipedal reptiles were armed with sickle-shaped claws and serrated teeth that turned many hunters into prey. However, a hunting party of Labateen was more than a match for any animal. Even a small party could bring down a tork, a hulking, wooly, four-legged brute with a nasal horn taller than a man. Yet tribal lore aptly described a lone hunter as the personification of a “sad thing,” and Kara was reduced to stalking relatively small rodents and marsupials, with an occasional fish supplementing a meager vegetarian diet.
She preferred hunting in the nude. But it was a chilly morning, so Kara donned a pair of well-worn moccasins and the long rawhide tunic her mother once wore. Although much-patched, the tunic was one of Kara’s prized keepsakes, and as she put it on thoughts of that terrible day wafted anew. The Right of Ascension takes place during the 14th springtime of every Labateen’s life, and the ritual is overseen by the tribe’s Elders. For women, Ascension entails having the head shaved with dull blades, being tattooed with sacred symbols, and silently enduring purification via the excruciatingly slow application of steaming hot water to the clitoris. The unremitting pain often caused visions, and these were a blessing from God if their meaning could be divined.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

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"Sykosa makes for some compelling reading. Older teens and adults alike will enjoy Ordoñez 's tale for its humor, realism and relatable protagonist." -- Kirkus Indie Review




















The Reviews Are In

Syskosa by Justin Ordoñez is like a fresh breeze in the YA literature world. It is raw, blunt and real. When many of the YA books written are from fantasy or paranormal genres, Sykosa by Justin Ordonez writes about the reality young people face when becoming of age. It is well written, very direct and keeps nothing hidden. — IngaKS

Ordoñez expertly captures the inner worlds of both genders with ease.  Jill Allen, Clarion ForeWord Review


Gritty, intense and definitely not a book I'll forget! — Ajoop. S

Ordoñez made a serious attempt at something near impossible and hardly described in western culture: the inner angst of a teenage girl. — CuriosityWins

This book really snuck up on me. Because during the time that I was reading it, I would find myself thinking about it when I was driving or doing other things. I would be mulling it over, trying to put the pieces together.  — Libby Rodriguez, Libby's Book Blog


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