Thursday, December 07, 2023
Wednesday, November 29, 2023
Hi, and welcome!
About "On Wings Of Immortals" - the trilogy I am completing.
Book one, Ayekah The Damned, starts when Celestials witness the beginning of human creation, and all is well until the Almightys (male and female in one) name six as Archangels and one as Archangel Of Light (AOL) to watch over humans.
The following three books are Virgins and Maculatum.
If you are an agent or publisher, please message or contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Possible front page for book one: AYEKAH THE DAMNED
To those wondering what books, movies, or authors Ayekah The Damned might resemble.
I say Ayekah The Damned is:
Quirky like Mozart - the film
Historical like Clan Of The Cave Bears - by Jean Auel
Erotic like The Handmaid's Tale - books/films
Mysterious like The Vampire - like Anne Rice's series and films
Spiritual like Paolo Coelho - tales
I selected illustrator, editor, and award-winning author Caren Gallimore for my first author interview. In her debut novel WANTED, the reader can "ride the trails of imagination" with her main character, Caitlyn Daniels, who "didn’t plan to fall in love, least of all with an outlaw. Life was too exciting to waste it on domesticities. However, when Dakota Cabe rode into town, she lost her heart to him."
My questions and Gallimore's answers:
Caren, when did you first consider yourself a writer?
At age ten, my best friend and I created our cat magazine.
Do you have a specific writing style?
I’m a pantser. I relate my writing process to conversing with a dear friend who calls out of the blue and says, “Guess what happened?” She tells me, and I’m flabbergasted by her news.
It’s the same with my characters, I write down their news and in the process discover what all happened. The preceding event that led up to the calamity is as exciting as their plans to resolve it. I find out even more about my characters and how their experiences came to be. From there, I just follow them around. Sometimes, one of my characters does something so out of place and contradictory to what I expect I’m stunned. Regardless, I write it down, and eventually, it all makes sense.
How did you come up with the title?
My first choice was Leather and Lace, but the title was already taken. Wanted was the next logical choice because of my main male character’s unfortunate bounty on his head and my heroine's desire for the man under the rough veneer. I assumed the publisher would change the title so I always considered it my working title. They didn’t change it, and that is what it is printed under. Gasp. I didn’t realize how many Wanted titles there were or their distinctions. 😊
Is there a message in your novel you want readers to grasp?
As hokey as this sounds, love is stronger than any devil you may encounter, and faith in your loved one when circumstances contradict can make that commitment even stronger. And women are tough.
Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?
Finding uninterrupted time to write. I am not a person that can write wherever. Again, I relate it back to an intense conversation with a friend. You don’t want to put her on hold or have other people eavesdropping on you. You want to sit down and listen intently.
What was the hardest part of writing your book?
Not to get overly involved with my characters and interfering with their decisions. And also uninterrupted time, especially for edits. I certainly don't expect life to pause while I’m writing, but I find it challenging to do edits if I have conflicting interests.
Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?
From a very early age, I loved to draw and always had a little story to go with the drawing. My spelling was atrocious, but what can you expect at five?
Did you learn anything from writing your book and what was it?
It’s not so much about being a writer as it is to write the story. I think everyone has a story to tell but it needs to be on paper so others can read it?
Do you have any advice for other writers?
Just write. Never stop to edit until you are done. Write even if you have nothing to say. When I’m stumped in my writing, I write about that, and I also write the reason why. Such as: Where am I going with this? This conflicts with my character's background. Why does it? Why would she act so out of character? Did I miss something? It’s incredible what I discover just by writing my thoughts. I ask myself questions and write down the answers. Why would she say that? What did he feel when she said that? I also write scenes in reverse switching characters, and change the POV to get to the core of the scene.
Do you have anything specific you want to say to your readers?
Thank you for reading my work. I put my heart into it and hope it was all you expected it to be. Please let me know your thoughts.
Are experiences based on someone you know or events in your own life?
As a preteen, I camped with the Girl Scouts at a Pony Express station in Utah that no longer exists. That experience has stayed with me my entire life. I fell in love with the West and the ruggedness of the people that lived there.
Please share some pointers about the storyline.
Wanted is a love story set in 1885 in a fictional town in Colorado. The two main characters are Dakota Cabe and Kaitlin Daniels. The story starts out in Bisweak Colorado where the two meet.
This is from my back cover, which I hope tells you about the storyline:
Caitlyn Daniels didn’t plan to fall in love, least of all with an outlaw. Life was too exciting to waste it on domesticities.
However, when Dakota Cabe rode into town, she lost her heart to him. His reputation, which left most women in need of smelling salts, didn’t deter her; she saw the man beneath the tough façade of a hard-hearted desperado. When the sheriff forced him out of town, she was devastated. She understood his reasons to protect her from bounty hunters, but she’d rather live on the run than without him. But he didn’t ask, and she didn’t tell him she was pregnant. Her pride wouldn’t allow her.
Eighteen months later, John Wakefield, a vindictive outlaw, kidnaps her son and her friend. Her pride was meaningless. She’d make a deal with the devil if that could change things.
Alone, but not without skills of her own, she rides out after John Wakefield and his gang.
In her desperate pursuit to rescue her son, she collides with Dakota, surprisingly on the same mission. She needs a man as cold, brutal, and cunning as the man who has her son; she needs Dakota Cabe. And she wasn’t too proud to beg if necessary, but she didn’t have to.
Former lovers, now daring desperados they put their past aside to save their son. Together they confront vicious outlaws; friends turned enemies and an unruly love neither of them can deny nor control.
Can you share a little of your current work with us?
ANOTHER TIME will be a 95,000-word time-travel romance set in the wild west and the present day.
The synopsis is below:
A simple incident of being in the wrong place at the wrong time propels Jessalyn McQuire back 100 years into a time of vigilante justice, half-breed cowboys and high-test horses. At first, Jess is pleasantly amused by the shenanigans of this overdone John Wayne reenactment, but as time goes on, and real bullets start to fly, humor turns into the mother of all headaches.
Devon Slade is baffled by the woman he finds alone, without a horse, (although she claimed to have had a car), dressed in men's clothing, black goo running down her face in a ghoulish manner, with no weapons and in need of assistance. Being graced with this problem when he was in the middle of making haste doesn’t endear her to him.
Chased by outlaws, attacked, robbed and nearly hung does little to entice Jess to stay in the Wild West. What she truly wants is a first class ticket back home and a chilled martini.
But, there is one little hitch to her quest to get back home; obnoxious as the man was, he had proven to be more dependable, more capable and more genuine than any man she had ever met.
If she could find her way home, would she really want to go?
Thank you Marta!
More Caren Gallimore images
“Ride the trails of Imagination”
Friday, February 24, 2023
Loving Me Gently,
It was, for the most part, an unusual journey. I call it a journey because a trip is going to a place. A journey makes time for letting places and people take you into their experience. Like loving gently and letting oneself live again.
For us, it was more than Paris, Spain, and the Azores Islands. We discovered, uncovered, and recovered our passion while traveling in and around Paris. The wonder, the romance in the old and exotic taking us to be part of memories and experiences in a land that grew as if from an artist's palette brushed with dreams.
In the wonderment of it all, just the two of us driving from Madrid to Lalin, Spain, finding so much more than we ever expected. And, in a historical place, that came to me in my daughter's name. And later materialized as I wrote VIRGINS, a novel.
All the while feeling an angel tell me, in a church of the ancient times, and in the dark of our room, the true sense of being as just the two of us passed time feeling the the passing of time. The birth of tomorrow as we drove from Pontevedra to Santiago de Compostela.
Across green valleys, rolling hills, and sky-scraping mountains. Amid cities, villages, castles, and rivers meandering, and then to the unexpected liveliness and elegance of Burgos and impeccable highways landscaped in history into the tumultuous fullness of Barcelona.
In the newness and wonderment, the simple majesty of time. Lived in and like children holding hands. We grew in awe of the great grand time they we had never met but gave our ancestors birth. The new from the old, the simple from the ornate, a culture, a people so different and yet, as if we knew each other as forever best friends.
Then, boarding a ship with many strangers, our dreams mingled with all dreams in a dream of eternity; let it never end, not in the ports of Valencia, Malaga, or the Azores. Let us never forget that although with many strangers we traveled just the two of us, amid friendly faces and hearts that touched just for a moment in the eternity of moments.
And one night of our return amid all that glitters in the water around us, amid a violinist concerto of magical melody and the rocking sounds of blues and rock and roll. The music from our pasts had us all holding hands in pairs, crossing arms with each other as we dined. Sharing how it is where we came from and the lives and loves that wait for our return.
Yet it all that mattered was just the two of us, amid petals and smiling faces. Our hearts were full of passionate memories. Years left behind and those for whom we praised here and there looking forward to the return.
But just then it was just the two of us into the fold.
Marta Weeks wrote this article after she and John, her husband, went to Europe, in February 2015