My urban/historical fantasy series, Fey World starts with the story of Jude Pender and his friends as they slowly discover that there is an underlying reality to the mundane, a reality in which the supernatural exists.
In Fey Girl, Jude dreams of the Fae, an otherworldly dimension populated by Faeries. He is contacted by Aedh who views Jude as a warrior to be sent against those who would upset the order of things. This novel sets the stage for the events to follow in the Fey World series. The series core books are a tetrology that tell the tale of a mystical convergence in the modern world that plays out because of events that occurred in ancient times. The supporting books in the series (the Fey Tales collections) cover those events from ancient times up to the recent past. These tales give a legendary back-story to the series and allows the reader to become immersed in the secret history of the world. (more…)
I thought I’d share with you some of my progress. I’m hoping to have the time to finish up this book soon. In the meantime, I wanted to share an excerpt from the story currently titled “A Vampire Called Medina”. In this tale, a Templar Knight named Guilabert is torturing Medina because she might have information that is needed to find the treasure the order seeks. Enjoy.
“I saw the foundations as they were being laid and when I returned, centuries later, I saw it before it was destroyed by Nebuchadnezzar II. Those followers of Absolom were calling themselves the Priory of Sion at that point.” She narrowed her eyes and looked at them. “I would think that this name has meaning for you.”
“Of course.” The Grandmaster paced the room, slowly. For a long time the only sounds were his boots clacking on the stone floor and the sounds from the streets below floating through the window. When he finished pacing, he sat on the windowsill. “And did the Priory ever return to the temple?”
“You know the answer to that. You also know that they were missing the knowledge that would lead them to their records and the Ark of the Covenant.” She watched his face: his mouth twitched and he looked to the side before turning away to gaze out the window. She smiled. “I believe the Priory spent a lot of time exploring the temple before and after its destruction but they were unsuccessful, hmm?” (more…)
This is an update on what I’m doing and where I’m at. I’ve been spending most of my free time writing a collection of short stories as a sort of sideshow to my Fey World series of novels. These short stories give a historical background for the events found in my first novel in that series, Fey Girl, and also the later sequels.
A great deal of my time has been spent in research for this collection. It’s called Fey Tales (which will be the first in several instalments) and it starts off in 1100 BC during the Trojan War. From there it moves from 1000 BC and the fall of the Tower of Babel, 600(ish) BC after the Battle of Thermopylae, 500(ish) BC in Athens during the time of Socrates and then it jumps forward into the Middle Ages with King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table in 600(ish) AD, The Knights Templar in 1100(ish) AD, Rasputin 1900(ish) AD, World War II and a tale from the 1980’s. (more…)
This is less of a blog and more of a plea. What I’m hoping is that some knowledgeable folk will find this blog and comment to help me out. I’d rather that than search through endless forums that are only tangeantially discussing what I’m looking for.
I’ve been considering for some time, the idea of making a video game. I guess, like others, that I’ve had this desire since I started playing story-driven games when I was a teen. I probably started to think about it seriously when Assasin’s Creed was released. That game seemed to me to be the flagship of a new era where gaming would incorporate good writing beyond just focusing on game-play and graphics.
I’ll interject here and state that this is my view and that I don’t want this to spark a debate about which games are well written and which aren’t. So, if you’re reading this, please be generous and keep your comments directed toward answering my question.
As I was walking from my work at a Toronto club to my car, I passed these two ladies who I presume were waiting for a cab at University and Queen.
Though the pic I’ve included isn’t of them, it’s a close enough approximation. One of them (the cleavagey one) was holding a long box with a pink ribbon under her arm.
I stopped. “Someone gave you a bouquet?” (at this point my brain alerted me to the fact that I was inexplicably entering pick-up mode)
She shook her head and smiled. “It’s a body.”
“A corpse.” Her friend grinned.
I raised my eyebrows and shrugged. “A baby you mean?”