I did it! NaNoWriMo Winner!

I am so excited to have achieved this goal.  Those waiting for The Bloodmines will be happy to know that the novel I was working on for it was Bloodmines.  50k words in a month is a lot of words but what I discovered is that I can easily write about 5K words a day if Chemo is not pulling to hard on me.   Now that I know this, I can structure my writing for more.  I have been getting messages like, "write faster" and "scanning for the next book often."   It makes me even more motivated to get this book out.  It is not coming as fast as I would like this time.

Someone Needs to Tell These Tales.

“Someone needs to tell those tales. When the battles are fought and won and lost, when the pirates find their treasures and the dragons eat their foes for breakfast with a nice cup of Lapsang souchong, someone needs to tell their bits of overlapping narrative. There's magic in that. It's in the listener, and for each and every ear it will be different, and it will affect them in ways they can never predict. From the mundane to the profound. You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone's soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose. That tale will move them and drive them and who knows what they might do because of it, because of your words. That is your role, your gift. Your sister may be able to see the future, but you yourself can shape it, boy. Do not forget that... there are many kinds of magic, after all.” 
― Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus

The Stars Will Fall

The stars will fall

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The stars will fall

The stars will Fall..

I dont know how this all will end

but when it does we will not mend

We will be broken and scattered

All we love will be shattered

I believe that it will come soon

Over the horizon like the moon

The dream is over and destroyed

All of us have been toyed

We have fought and we believed

We forgot about human greed

The symbol of freedom fell from the sky

Never again will it fly.

Blood we shed was for naught

For freedoms love cannot be taught

Our doom will come from within

Not from nations of other men

Every right stripped away

To keep us safe or so they say

Our own decisions not enough

Life it is way to rough

They know best so we should listen

There silver tounges oh how they glisten

Money rules not the flag

As they turn it into a rag

This nation is dead deep inside

All that is left is to hide

They will come so you can't fight

They believe its not your right

I will not trust in their greed

I have a family I must feed.

When its time and the stars fall

I will fight for us all.

Robert W. Abbott

What Kind of Dragon Are You?

I would love to hear what kind of dragon you all are?   I came up:

 You are the wind dragon! The clouds are your endless bed the sky is your home the moon is your sun day and night are one. You patrol the skies looking for the one who can make your heart sore higher than you!

Preview From Bloodmines!

Please note, this teaser is unedited and may change in final copy!

     “By the gods, what have I done to earn that look?” Henrick asked, his eyes narrowed as he assessed his son.

     “Where do I start? Let’s start with the fact you brought Mesiande here which puts her at risk for Luthian finding out. Let’s add to that, you knew about Luthian’s breeding program and were an active participant in it.” Alador’s pain began to fuel his accusations. He pulled Mesiande closer bringing a gasp of surprise from her. “Let’s keep adding to that. You are out in Daezun lands on Luthian’s bidding and are as much a spy as you are a lying conniving bastard. Lastly, you used magic on my mother to ensure you were chosen in the circle.” Alador’s last bitter accusation snapped out. “How many siblings do I really have, Father?”

     Sordith’s gaze snapped to Henrick at the last question. Genuine interest written on his face as he stepped sideways away from Henrick.

     Henrick’s mouth had dropped open and his face had paled as Alador bit out each accusation. When Alador stopped, he stepped forward. “Son…” he began.

     “Don’t ever call me that again,” Alador hissed.

     Henrick put both hands out to his side in a placating manner. “You have been listening to Luthian. You know how he twists things.”

 “Deny one of them," Alador challenged.  "Deny you were sent by your brother. Deny you knew of his breeding program.” He counted them out on his fingers. “I dare you to deny that you used magic the night I was conceived.” He met his father’s horrified gaze. Alador’s face was red with his anger and it only fueled the pain in his skull.

     Henrick’s mouth opened and closed like a fish. He searched Alador’s face. “There is more to all of this than you know…”

     Alador cut him off. “I knew you couldn’t deny it.” He forced himself to sit up, drawing Mesiande behind him as best he could. “I will ask one last time, how many siblings do I have?”

     Henrick’s hands fell to his side in defeat. “I don’t know,” he admitted softly.

     “Get out! I don’t want to see you ever again.” Alador’s eyes darkened as he fought back the cold rage he could feel threatening to consume him.

     Henrick stared at him for a long moment then turned on his heel to stride out of the room. He slammed the door behind him so hard that some of the soot on the opposite wall drifted to the ground.

Author Update

I have really loved interacting with those of you who write me or post on the blog.  I find it a complete joy that others are enjoying the world I created and the story within it.  I know many are anxiously waiting for Bloodmines and I am making progress on it.  I hope to complete it during the November writing challenge and my editing team is hot on my heels ripping apart each chapter.  The goal is to try to have it out before Christmas.

I had hoped to get more feedback on Magic Scorned but I think many don't want to publically post their opinions of a book with erotic content.  I may not continue that series if I do not hear more.  It was fun to write and I enjoyed the journey with Jaxon and Cassie.  I am still working on a paperback version of this kindle story.

I recently released a third children's book called Once Upon a...Wait!  It is based on my daughter when she was young.  There were always at least "two" waits at story time. I am really proud of Rebecca's growth in illustrations and she continues to create dragons that are not scary to small children.  

The dragonologists.com website launched and is doing very well.  There are more stories on that blog along with contests and other such items.  I found the tasteful article on dragon mating very helpful. The black bar on the side is a menu bar.  Some have missed that.  

Goodreads Book Giveaway

Once Upon a...Wait

by Cheryl Matthynssens

Giveaway ends November 30, 2014.
See the giveaway details at Goodreads.

Enter to win

Currently, I am offering a signed giveaway of the new children's book to get some basic reviews and to promote an adorable book.  

Thank you to everyone that has encouraged me to keep writing.  I am loving every minute of it and have realized this is what I have always wanted to do.   Remember, independent writers have no publicity office behind the scene.  You can help these writers by: continue to write to them, post reviews and tell others about them.  It helps them to stay motivated to write.  I have read more than one independent writer whose work I would have never looked at if a friend or another author hadn't pointed them out. 

Thank You to whoever posted this amazing review.

I was fortunate to receive this review.  I had to share it with you all, though now I have I a very high standard to rise to in book 3. 

An epic tale of dragons and magic, friends and lovers, ambition and betrayal.

Alador finds himself in the city of Silverport, the Lerdenian capital. Surrounded by a culture that sees murder as a path to social power, he struggles to find his place. Sent by his uncle, the High Minister of Lerdenia, to the Blackguard, he begins his training as both a soldier and a water mage. The dragon dreams have not stopped and he learns more of the bloodstone he had harvested and what it means for him.

Auron, the Trench Lord of Silverport, hates Daezun as he sees them responsible for the death of his mother and being thrown away due to his lack of magic. Having clawed and fought his way to power, he discovers that the High Minister's nephew sits in privelege, a Daezun half-breed. He vows to see to the boy's undoing.

A rip roaring read from beginning to end, The Blackguard is Book #2 in The Blue Dragon's Geas, the bestselling fantasy series from author Cheryl Matthynssens. Intriguing and original with an exquisite plot and a hawkish reverence for prose, her world building is among the best in genre. There is rich detail in abundance which kindles the imagination and yet despite a fairly weighty page count, her narrative flows faultlessly. There’s no doubt that Matthynssens knows how to spin a spellbinding yarn and it really is as good as the genre gets, but her tale is most notable for a host of wonderfully observed characters that all but leap from the page.  Resonating with luminosity, she ably brings them to life whilst combining the best aspects of action orientated tales with suspense and intrigue, to ensure readers of all ages are kept on the edge of their seats.

Highly entertaining, The Blackguard promises much for the series ahead and definitely deserves a place on your bookshelf. It is recommended without reservation.