Sneak Peek: Cosmic Entanglement (Alysian Universe)

Today we have a sneak peek of author Sheron Wood McCartha’s novel, Cosmic Entanglement. This book is available from Amazon US and Amazon UK. This excerpt is from Chapter 1: A Garden Visit:

Lady Salishandra T’Kai shaded her eyes and looked heavenward.

“A lovely day,” she murmured, as she stopped to inhale the floral aromas of her most glorious garden and snip a bud from her favorite white Aloue. Its delicate petals were just now unfurling in the midday sun, giving off a rich sweet perfume. She lifted her face to bathe in the warmth of the sun when a streak of light in the sky caught her attention. She squinted her eyes and lifted a hand to shade them from the increasing brightness that was arcing rapidly toward her.

She inhaled sharply.

Would Hasang Dark Shadows attack here?

She peered intently at the sky, as the projectile appeared to burst into flames, growing larger and larger in her vision. Behind her, she heard the frantic yelp of Shen Sue, her first attendant and niece. Continue reading “Sneak Peek: Cosmic Entanglement (Alysian Universe)”

Week 21 Flash Fiction Challenge: Gone Fishin’

Photo by K.S. Brooks

You finally get the chance to take your son fishing. You tell yourself it’s not about the fish, it is about spending quality time together.

Right. Quality time in the oppressive heat, providing valuable nutrition for mosquitoes—and they were the only thing biting. Seven hours with a sulky, silent, teenager who evidently had other plans this weekend.

You finally give up and pack away the equipment for the day. Some vacation. On the way back to the car, you happen upon the spot the fish were vacationing. Does this turn the trip around? What happens next?

In 250 words or less, tell me a story incorporating the elements in the picture. The 250 word limit will be strictly enforced.

Please keep language and subject matter to a PG-13 level. Continue reading “Week 21 Flash Fiction Challenge: Gone Fishin’”

Featured Author K.B. Schaller

Author KB Schaller

Master’s Degree former educator, painter, journalist and poet KB Schaller once taught creative arts in a Seminole Indian Reservation academy and the learning disabled in public school systems.

Her true love, though, has always been creating her own fantasy world. As a school girl, her first story began as an English composition, How the Mermaid Learned to Swim, which she decided to illustrate. Her “blockbuster” went for ten cents a copy.

As she began to appreciate more deeply her Cherokee/Seminole heritage, her focus shifted to issues regarding Native Americans.

Her debut novel, Gray Rainbow Journey won a USA Book News National Best Books Award for Multicultural Fiction, and was a Finalist in both Religion and Mystery-Suspense in the same competition.

Schaller is an occasional contributor to the Seminole Tribune and Indian Life newspapers. Also a guest blogger, she writes historical and opinion pieces that focus on Native issues.

She is a member of the Native American Journalists Association, Florida Freelance Writers, Florida Publishers Association, LinkedIn sites and other writers organizations.

Born in North Florida, Schaller has also lived in Mississippi and the Florida Everglades.

She resides in the Miami/Fort Lauderdale area and is currently writing a third novel in the Journey series. Continue reading “Featured Author K.B. Schaller”

Story Time: The Chronicles of Nurse Noelle — Double Duty at St. George

Author Karen Devaney

by Karen Devaney

As my car sputtered into the nearest garage spewing whitish gray smoke, I knew I was doomed for another week of nursing nightmares. I’d have to jam my latest manuscript back into the file labeled “edits” don my scrubs and stethoscope and fly to the nearest hospital resurrecting Nurse Noelle. Being a registered nurse desperate for cash reminded me that my life resembled that of a scullery maid. By definition a scullery maid’s duties included– “the most physical and demanding tasks.” Hoisting obese patients and giving enemas to clear came to mind. A scullery maid also was responsible for cleaning and scouring various areas—does armpits and anuses count?

The mechanic whirled me back into reality when he announced my car needed a new tube here, a radiator there, and some other outrageously priced part that I couldn’t afford. I tuned out and called the office for work.

By seven am the following morning, after taking a bus laden with perfume and various body odors, I found myself stranded on the scariest floor yet; the transplant unit at St. George. St George was known for their influx of organs coming and going like a fish market bustling with the latest fresh catch. The place was impacted with patients desperate for livers or kidneys or new bionic feet of some sort. As far as my eyes could see there were swollen scrotums, distended abdomens, and general zombie like folks scattered about. Continue reading “Story Time: The Chronicles of Nurse Noelle — Double Duty at St. George”