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Hearing from somebody who has read your work, likes it, *gets* it, and is full of enthusiasm for it - that is what writers live for. Without readers, we do not exist - and we count every reader as a gift. I look forward to meeting more readers of my work.
I'm a lifelong reader, and I live in a house with two cats and more than 3000 books (and I've pretty much gone through ALL of them... barring a TBR pile that is constantly replenished and teetering on the edge of stability) I can talk about reading and writing, about words, forever without running out of material...
The Parada had been lost for almost two hundred years before they recovered the ship, drifting in stygian interstellar darkness, and brought her home again.
But that was not the miracle.
The miracle was that the crew was still alive.
That was also the problem.
Six crew members went out on the Parada , Earth’s first starship. All contact was lost, and the ship vanished for almost two centuries. When the Parada ’s successor found the drifting ship and somehow managed to bring it home, the six crew members were not only still alive but barely older, due to the time dilation effects of near-FTL travel. Their return was a miracle – but it could not be revealed to the waiting world. The problem was, six individuals went out to the stars. More than seventy fractured personalities came back.
Psychologist Stella Froud and Jesuit Father Philip Carter were recruited as part of the team assembled to investigate the mystery, and to try and help the Parada ’s crew understand their condition and possibly reverse it. What they discovered was a deepening mystery, and very soon they found themselves forced to take sides in a conflict that nobody could have possibly predicted. Their world would never be the same again.
Not Valhalla. Not Odin’s gathering place for gods and immortals.
Val Hall, home and last sanctuary for retired Superheroes (Third Class.)
Val Hall, raised by the vision and devotion of one man for others ofhis kind in the wreckage of the world left behind in the ashes of the conflagration of what they called the Great War.
Men and women in whom an extraordinary moment released one singular extraordinary power, gathered under the definition of Superheroes(Third Class), could gather here in the twilight of their lives insearch of security, contentment, care, and peace – they could come here to find, and take shelter with, others of their kind.
From those who could know the unknowable, release gifts trapped inother minds, free ancient memories with a single touch, lead their kin back to the Promised Land, or face down a volcano, their powers are banked – until the instant in which they are kindled into something unforgettable. These are ordinary people, living ordinary lives. They could be your grandmother, your brother, your neighbor, your friend.They could be you.Val Hall is here for all who have need of it.
The Were Chronicles Omnibus is a collected edition of three novels, Random, Wolf, and Shifter - a triptych of stories about a society so like and so very unlike our own - where Were creatures can coexist alongside "normal" humans, but are subject to fear, prejudice, discrimination, and bullying.
In this particular story, first young Jazz Marsh Turns into something unprecedented, throwing her family and the Were authorities into a spin. Then her brother Mal, frustrated beyond reason by his own delayed Turn, takes matters into his own hands and chooses his own destiny, inflitrating the shadowy Lycan clan in order to help expiate his perceived guilt in his older sister's death. He's helped by his friend, Chalky, a true Shifter who is capable of Turning into anything he pleases unconstrained by the rules of Were kind.
A coming of age story that is fantasy grounded in science, it is aimed at a general readership but particularly commended to older teens.