Saturday, January 22, 2022
Wednesday, December 29, 2021
The 2022 New Year will soon be upon us.
I thought it would be nice per nostalgia to show you how my 2010 New Year Blog Post began.
Happy New Year, I hope the holidays were happy for everyone.
I have a great blog for you, it begins with the information on my next release, in February for All Romance E-books 28 Days of Heart series to benefit the American Heart Campaign.
BLURB: Off the mist-shrouded coast of Ireland, a pagan lady-pirate, Anwen, captures the enemy, a Roman, Titus Rufius Kaeso. The Celtic warrior woman presses her hard iron dagger against Kaeso's throat, but her arm does not obey the will to slay him. From time out of mind, memories of fated lovers, druids, and sacrifice, stay her hand. Kaeso is also captivated by dreams of the woman he loved in a previous life, the mirror image of Anwen. But in this lifetime they are foes, Roman and Celt. Can Anwen and Kaeso steer their timeless voyage to a happy destiny or will they be robbed of love once more?
QUOTE OF THE MONTH: "The ability of writers to imagine what is not the self, to familiarize the strange and mystify the familiar, is the test of their power." Toni Morrison
WORDS OF THE MONTH: Lake Superior State University released the 35th annual List of Words Banished from the Queen's English for Mis-use, Over-use, and General Uselessness http://www.lssu.edu/banished/current.php
NEW REVIEW: Queen of Kings:
Macha Mong Raud by Cornelia Amiri Reviewed by Penny Ash at Night Owl Romance Reviews "I found Queen of Kings well written and very close to the original legend. If you like the ancient Celtic world you'll enjoy this book." http://www.nightowlreviews.com/nightowlromance/reviews/Review.aspx?daoid=5429
Both books have been reprinted by me, long hence, with new covers.
A lot more than my covers have changed since 2010. Neither of the original publishers are still open. The only publisher I had that is still operating is Lyrical Press which sold and is now part of the Big 5. But the books are still here and so am I. I now have full rights for them and all my books and now I have over 40 published books. And, I'm still going strong and writing more at age 64. There is progression every year, which makes every year a good year, a happy year. I hope 2022 is a progressive year for all of you as well. After 2020, and 2021, the whole world deserves a wonderful year.
Tuesday, December 21, 2021
Thursday, November 25, 2021
The Bear and the Druidess
My Celtic Winter Solstice novella, The Bear and the Druidess is the third book in my Druidry and the Beast series. It’s available where ebooks are sold.
Here’s the blurb:
Sometimes a secret must be revealed to move from the winter of love into its spring.
Romans stole all the winter grain from Druidess Bronwen’s tribe. Now, pursued by Romans, she ducks into a cave to hide. There she finds a handsome warrior who offers to help. He ignites a fiery spark of attraction within her but she can tell he’s keeping something from her.
The prayers of a beautiful druidess he can’t resist lead the Bear God Artaois into the cave where Bronwen is hiding. He pretends to be asleep until she finds him.
Artaois (Art) is determined to spend the longest night of the year with her. But Bronwen doesn’t realize he’s a god. He keeps his secret from her and even though he can transform into a bear, he only reveals himself in human form.
With the Winter Solstice upon them, can Artaois (Art) find a way to save her tribe from starvation? And, when Bronwen finally discovers his secret, will she leave the romance building between them out in the cold.
So, what is the Winter Solstice, you may ask. You know it's the longest night of the year. But, why and how did the ancient Celts celebrate it?
Well, it’s December 21st to 22nd, when the shortest day and the longest night of the year fall in the Northern Hemisphere. In Welsh they call the Winter Solstice Alban Arthan (Light of Winter).
To the ancient Celts this day signified the battle and defeat of the Holly King (ruling from Midsummer to Midwinter) by the Oak King (ruling from Midwinter to Midsummer). The Holly King, also seen as a wren bird, symbolized the old year and the shortened sun, while the Oak King, also seen as a robin, stood for the new year and growing sun. The Celts would act out the battle of the Oak King defeating the Holly King during the Winter Solstice celebration.
They also had wren hunts, signifying the death of the Holly King. In Ireland, Wales, and the Isle of Man, Lá an Dreoilín, (Wren Day) was celebrated December 26. Wrenboys dressed in masks or straw suits, usually had a hobby horse covered in a sheet, and it had strings which could close their mouths and make their legs kick. Wren boys were led by a captain and a boy who dressed as a female captain. These boys hunted and killed a wren as tribute to the light for overcoming the dark. They’d set the dead wren in a box decorated with evergreens on a pole and go from house to house asking for food and good cheer. The wren was buried at the end of the rounds. Nowadays, they use a fake wren instead. Both the Holly King and wrens are associated with the Welsh god Bran.
For the Winter Solstice, ancient Celts decorated Yule logs with holly and ivy, which are linked to the God Bran. Usually, they sprinkled ale or mead over the log before they lit it. They kept it slowly, yet steadily burning for 12 days in the fireplace before extinguishing it. To pass the light on from one year to the next, they kept part of the unburned log safely to one side and used it to light next year’s Yule log. Also, they stashed the log’s ashes away until spring, at which time they mixed them with seeds and scattered them on the fields, spreading the blessing contained in the Yule log over the land.
Mistletoe and oak were sacred to the ancient Celts. As an evergreen plant, Mistletoe symbolized continued life over the cold dark winter which is why druids picked it from oak trees five days after the new moon following the Winter Solstice. One druid climbed the tree and cut the mistletoe with a sickle, while others held an open a sheet beneath him to catch the sacred plant since it was taboo to let it touch the ground. The druids handed out sprigs of mistletoe to tribesmen who hung them over entranceways for protection. Mistletoe is also believed to be an aphrodisiac, so this might be where the holiday tradition of ‘kissing under the mistletoe’ originated.
The Celts livelihood depended on what they could raise, grow, or hunt. So, the long, cold days of winter were hard one them. Since they didn’t have enough grain to feed all the cattle during winter, many were slaughtered at this time. This meant fresh meat for the winter solstice feast. Also, ale and mead brewed during the year fermented by this time and were and ready for drinking.
Happy Thanksgiving and Welcome to Winter
Thursday, November 11, 2021
My newest release is a short memoir.
On April 1, 2020, a big-rig truck carrying toilet paper crashed and caught on fire in Dallas County. Thousands of rolls of toilet paper burned up. This is true. It was not an April Fools prank, though that is the day it happened. On April 1, 2020, there were 1,021 deaths in the US from Coronavirus, just on this day.
I CAUSED THE TEXAS FREEZE
I hear knocking and open my door to see Raggedy Ann or should I say Raggedy Kathy, my neighbor.
Her hands are on her hips. “The apartment on the first floor that is directly underneath yours is leaking through the ceiling.”
“That’s terrible.” What else am I supposed to say? And the first floor is not directly beneath the third. The second floor is in between first and third. Two-year-old kids can count to three after all. Everyone can, except my neighbor, Kathy, apparently. “The pipes probably broke due to the freeze. Did they call maintenance?”
Her face looks wider and shorter, with jaw jutting, nostrils flaring, eyes squinting, and brows pulled together. “You need to stop whatever you’re doing,” she says in a rumbling bulldozer tone. “You flooded his apartment. Stop it.”
I’m speechless as my ears catch up with my brain. I swallow hard and open my mouth. “That’s impossible. The pipes are frozen. No one in the building has water. The toilets aren’t flushing --”
Her bulldozer voice runs over my words, interrupting my attempt to talk sense to a crazy person. “No one’s toilet is, Cor-neil-yuk.”
“Right. So, there is no way I could flood anyone’s apartment now. There is no running water to leak anywhere. And even if his leak was caused by the apartment above his, it would be the one on the second floor, not the third. It’s one, two, three.”
“I said the first-floor apartment, Cornelia. I said the first floor.”
"But I’m on the third floor. You said directly beneath me.”
“Yes, that’s right. This apartment is directly above his.”
“Listen, he needs to call maintenance. I don’t know much about repair stuff, but the handyman might have to go to his apartment and open up the area of the ceiling that’s under the pipes beneath the second-floor apartment and fix it. I’m sure the whole thing is unknown to the resident who really is directly above him. As far as my apartment, there is no mildew or any signs of a leak in my apartment at all. I don’t have anything to do with his pipes bursting. I didn’t cause the snow and the ice. I certainly cannot be blamed for bursting pipes.”
“If I have to kill you to stop you, I will.”
“Stop me from doing what?”
She throws her arms into the air. “From flooding his apartment.”
“I’m alone, no way to get out, fire alarms are going off in all the apartments and the hallway and I smell a burning smell. And you come to threaten me and make up a vicious lie about me.”
“The alarms stopped. And the smell was burning wood which is why the alarms went off. Because I know.”
“Then go find out who is burning wood in their apartment because no one here has a fireplace. And go to the second floor and see if that lady caused the flooding. After all, it’s impossible for me to have done it. And leave me alone.” I slam the door, leaving her in the hallway.
Kathy is one of those founding residents. This is the only apartment complex I know of that has such a thing. They moved in when the complex was under construction, and they seem to think they are owners. But they are not, there’re residents like me and everyone else here. They don’t follow apartment rules, like wearing masks, and they make their own rules.
Also, needless to say, neither Kathy’s harassment are the Texas Freeze were on my 2021 Bingo card.
From February 14 to February 20, in 2021, Texas was hit with a major power crisis resulting from three severe winter storms. More than 4.5 million homes and businesses were left without power. Some for several days. At least 210 people were killed directly or indirectly. Some estimates of connected deaths are as high as 702. Regarding Covid-19, on February 16, it was reported that The Texas Freeze halted Texas’ urgent and critical Covid-19 vaccination efforts—delaying the delivery of hundreds of thousands of doses that were scheduled to arrive and preventing about 1 million injections by hundreds of providers that week.
Saturday, October 23, 2021
My Halloween novella is called The Wolf and the Druidess. A Celtic take on werewolf tales. It’s set at Samhain and the hero is the Celtic god Gwydion, who shapeshifts into a wolf. It is also the first novella in the series Druidry and the Beast.
A god leaves the Otherworld and even risks his life … for love.
In days of old, deep in the dark woods, Druidess Seren discovers a wolf shapeshifting into the bare, muscular body of God Gwydion. Her wicked thoughts turn from the Samhain feast to feasting on Gwydion’s yummy goodies. Can their new found love survive the ultimate long-distance relationship of a god in the otherworld and a woman on earth? Is the love Seren and Gwydion share strong enough to overcome the social barrier between an immortal god and a mortal woman? Will the warning of danger from beyond the grave destroy the sensual magic brewing between the wolf and the druidess?
They came to a stop at the top of the hill, standing before the roaring bonfire. As the onlookers gathered around, Gwydion slipped off the druid robe and yanked the blue tunic over his head then let them both fall to the ground. He blazed like the fire he stood before and his heart pounded. Sliding his long fingers to the gold clasp at his belt, he unfastened it, then climbed out of his braies and kicked them to the side. The crowd cheered, but he had no cares for what they thought, he saw nothing but the woman before him. Scrying her in the sacred salmon pond, he’d watched her from afar, and now he would have what he long desired. Seren. With his eyes locked on her, he waited for her to disrobe and bare her body to him.
His gaze devoured her as the gold-speckled druid garment swished around her bare legs as her lithe feet kicked to and fro in a fast pace around the fire. As she slipped off the robe, it hit the dirt. Moving to the rhythmic beat of the drum, she unraveled the knot of her hemp belt and her plaid skirt dropped to the ground. Seren hoisted her tunic over her head and threw it down.
Hurrahs rang out as they danced, circling the fire. Gwydion’s heart raced to the rhythmic beat of the bodhran as he jumped and kicked his feet in fast movements.
Here is the Blurb for the boxset Druidry and the Beast:
Five hot, shapeshifter gods and five passionate druidesses save the tribes of Ancient Britain.
Can these couples overcome the surmountable odds of a romance between mortals and immortals being anything more than a Celtic fire festival tryst? As the wheel of the year, flaming like searing desire both on Earth and the Otherworld, turns with the seasons from:
Samhain with God Gwydion, a wolf shapeshifter, and druidess Seren, as the sensual magic brewing between them, could be destroyed by a warning of danger from beyond the grave
Beltane with God Dewey, a dragon shapeshifter, and druidess Nona, dealing with whatever evil the jealous chief might unleash on them.
The Winter Solstice with God Artaois, a bear shapeshifter, and Druidess Bronwen, fighting to save her tribe from starvation
The Summer Solstice with Epon, a unicorn shapeshifter, and druidess Maelona, as he battles the Romans to save her tribe
Lughnasa with God Lleu, a lynx shapeshifter and Druidess Wendolen as he tries to overcome the Romans and she tries to overcome her tribes' mistrust of Lleu.
The five-book novella series box-set is on sale now for October for 99¢.
Happy Samhain/Halloween and Happy Reading.
Monday, October 4, 2021
If you like serialized stories, check out Amazon's new platform for readers—Kindle Vella. They break brand new, previously unpublished novels down to episodes up to 5000 words. Then, release one episode at a time.
The first few episodes are free. You pay for the rest with tokens. The token price is based on the word count of the episodes—it’s set at one token per 100 words. But Amazon is generously giving a large number of tokens free to readers. They also offer several bundle options for purchasing tokens. Readers can also use features such as faves and thumbs up.
There are plenty of romances of all types on kindle vella.
Here's a link https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/category/21364104011
And here's my Space Opera RomCom
Dr. Robbie McGreggor’s job as a civilian Xenoarchaeologist aboard the starship Celestial is discovering remains of long-lost extraterrestrial civilizations. Chosen to visit a planet not yet explored, he is stunned to encounter an alien culture that resembles deities from earth mythology. There he encounters his rarest find, Niamh, a passionate Irish Goddess. The Scottish Archeologist and the Space Goddess travel together on a path of adventure, danger, and romance throughout the galaxy.
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