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Wednesday, December 29, 2021

Wednesday Moon Summoned #MFRWHooks #BWLAuthor #Fantasy #Romance #Swords and Sorcery

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BLURB:

Three Moon Summoned women. Ashiera the Seer who controls the winds and sees into the thoughts of others. Dian the Warrior who controls fire and fights with the sword. Egeria the Healer who controls fluids and heals those who are injured. They are joined in their battle by Sieper a sailor who knows the winds, Kobe once sworn to the Lord of Shadows and Jetan a healer of animals. These three vow to help the three women against those sworn to Evil.

Lugal the Cabal reads the winds and thoughts. Sargon the Gladius controls fire and the armies of the Lord of Shadow. Lugal the Cabal has knowledge of herbs and uses them for evil. These three with their cohorts will face the three and three sworn to the Mistress of the Moons.

Editorial Review: Janet Lane Walters has written a story that will take you to another time and place. She gives vivid descriptions of her characters and their role in this story. Ms. Walters has constructed a civilization so real that you will feel its very existence. A place where men rule women as chattel for their sexual needs, and three evil rulers who drain their bodies of their very essence for spells and to gain power. There is betrayal and treachery inside of plots, as each priest plans to rule alone. Ashiera, Egeria, and Dian are bound to the spirits of the ones who came before them. They discover a truth that will astound them, and have them doubting their chosen path. They will experience a love that is forbidden and discover that two stand together better than one. I could feel the emotional struggle between love and destiny, described so passionately by the author. I hope Ms. Walters plans to continue this story. I could feel that this is just the beginning of this tale. Janet Walters book, Moon Bright, Moon Dark will go on my keeper shelf, beside such authors as Charlotte Boyett-Compo and Nancy Gideon. I give this story Five Hearts and recommend it highly. Enjoy!

EXCERPT:

Eclipse

The setting sun brought shadows creeping along the mountain slopes. From the battle lines stretched across the plateau, the smell of blood mingled with the dust. Metal clanged against metal. Shouts, curses and screams filled the air. The moans of the wounded broke the Seer’s concentration on the amber light streaming from the crystal atop her staff. The beam sent a jagged pattern through the growing darkness.

A piercing cry arose. The ruby ray from the Warrior’s sword shot toward the sky. The Healer darted among the fallen and knelt beside the sorely wounded woman. Blue light from the Healer’s wand focused on the Warrior’s wounds. The Healer poured life-sustaining energy through the azure beam.

Gusts of wind drove thick waves of fog from the mountain peaks to obscure the plain and to cover the retreat of the women. A cluster of the servants of the Mistress of the Moons, clad in tunics of amber, red and blue, stumbled after those who bore the Warrior. They carried her between a pair of standing stones into a narrow passage that led to a crater lake and the Place of Choosing.

The Seer stumbled and would have fallen if the Healer hadn’t caught her arm. Together they moved through the fog. The edges of their cloaks brushed the standing stones.

“How much time have we?” the Healer asked.

The Seer tightened her grip on the staff. “I pray enough to complete the ritual before the eclipse hides the light of the moon.”

The Healer guided the other woman into the narrow passage. “With the coming of the fog, the bright moon and the dark moon have risen. We must succeed or all is lost for the One we serve.”

“Pray our call is answered before the next eclipse and the time of the lunar of the dark moon. For now and to all eternity, the thirteenth moon, the dark moon will rise each year to fill the sky.”

“We must wait thirteen years before this comes to pass. Pray the Mistress of the Moons will hold the Queen of Darkness at bay so the ones we call will have a chance.”

“Unless those who serve the Lord of Shadows call the Queen forth.”

The Healer sucked in a breath. “Never will the ones who serve the shadowed one share the rule.”

The Seer sighed. “Mistress bless. So be it. We will call, the Three will come and all will be as it has been. Unlike those in the other nomes, we can’t allow a drastic change to alter what we’ve built.”

“Agreed,” the Healer said.

They emerged from the passage and walked across the rock-strewn earth to the crater lake. The walls on three sides formed a crescent around the pool.

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Tuesday, December 28, 2021

Tuesday's Writer's Tip - Transitions #BWLAuthor #MFRWAuthor #Writing #Transitions

Transitions are vital to our stories. They do a number ofthings in a book. They take us from character to character, to new placces or new times. to either speed the story or slow the story down, strong tracsitions are necessary. sometimes stringing scenes one after another without a transition can bewilder the reader.

A transition can be short of long. Ofted using a date line can be a transition between times. Other times the transition can be rather lengthy such as a bit of exposition showing bywords that there is a change of person, place or time.Always a transition shows the reader a change. But transitions can also show a continuation of what has gone before. A man or woman can make a plan and perhaps hours, days, weeks, months or years later what they planned comes to fruition. Transitions show the continuity of a story.

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Monday, December 27, 2021

Meandering on Monday with Janet Lane Walters #BWLAuthor #MFRWAuthor #Reading #Wriring #Thoughts - Presents

Meander 1 - Reading - Am busily reading the Charlotte and Thomas Pitt novels. Many years ago, Iread them in print, not all of them but a sporadic bunch. I have them on my Kindle and have read a few i read before and some I haven't. The Victorian age setting is interesting and Ann Perry gives a view of the worldof that time and some clever murders.

Meander 2 - Thoughts - Christmas presents. This year,my granddaughter gave me a tee shirt with perhaps a dozen dragons pictured. There is also a sweatshirt that says 'All I want for Christmas is a Dragon." They came in bunches this year. Twoof my grandchildren bought me dragons. One is a book mark and the other consists of five figures. Shame they can't join the fifteen dragons on the Christmas tree. They are displayed now on the shelf above my computer. Actually if I receive any more, I'll need a second shelf. Love my dragons.

Meander 3 - Writing - Working on the rough draft of Committee and I thought there were only two more chapters to go. Then I discovered a big hole, actually a gully. Now I;m filling in that hole and may need another chapter. Book seems endless in a way.

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Sunday, December 26, 2021

Sunday's Book Murder and Mint Tea - Free - #BWLAuthor #MFRWAuthor #Mystery #Cozy #free #Katherine Miller

Katherine is a retired nurse and a retired church organist. The small Hudson River village where she lives in her Victorian “Painted Lady” makes her the neighborhood matriarch. Along with her Maine Coon Cat Robespierre, she guards friends and families.

When amoral Rachel moves into the first floor apartment of Katherine’s house, trouble erupts. The murder weapon is one she recognizes and makes her fear for her friends and family. Finding the killer becomes her goal.

Editorial Review
Murder and Mint Tea is a gem in its genre, combining the voice of a classic American whodunit with that of a traditional British detective novel. Murder She Wrote meets Miss Marple in a beautifully crafted tale that makes the reader want to reach into the pages and dispense justice to the villainess themselves. ~ Writer Gail Roughton

The first book in the Katherine Miller mysteries. The idea for this came to me as I watched developments in my neighborhood. None of the things happened as portrayed but my wild imagination took over and this book is a what could have happened.

Saturday, December 25, 2021

Saturday's Blurbs feature Books by Janet Lane Walters #BWLAuthor #MFRWAuthor #Blurbs #Books #fantasy #cozy mystery #contemporary romance

Incal Coming on January First

Return to the world where Midra and Midran rule. The god and goddess have two faces. Midra is Mistress of the Moon and also Mistress of the Dark Moon. Midran is Lord of lLght and Lord of shadows..

In Incal, the priests of Midran have formed three branches. The Voice of Midran in Incal rules over the mall. In the archived he has read of a tale predicting Three will come to return Midra to the rulership. He sends his acknowledged son to find the three and bring them to him.

Many years ago triplet girls were born in a remote mountain town. When they were five, their dying mother sent them to be fostered by three different women. Though they had wed to find each other, their developing talents caused them to forget until twenty ears later each one of them felt the need to find her sisters.

Would the Voice of Midran in Incal learn where they were?

Murder and Mint Tea

The Aries Libra Connection

Can these two find a way to uncover the underhanded events at the hospital? They’re on opposite sides but the attraction between them is strong. She’s a widow who fought to save her husband’s life during a code. She feels guilty because the love she and her husband shared had died before his death. He assisted at the code but he feels guilty since he was the one who was responsible for the short staffing the night her husband died. Now they face falling in love and trying to solve the problems between the nurse’s union and the president of the hospital’s Board who wants a take over of the hospital by his hospital group. Is their connection strong enough to survive?

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Friday, December 24, 2021

Friday Announcement January first, Incal to be reelased #BWLAuthor #MFRWAuthor #Fantasy #sword and sorcery

1. Tell me about your latest release or the book you wish to feature? Genre? Incal is a fantasy with some bits of romance. This is the fourth book of the Moon Rising Series and is the story of triplets separated when they reached the age of five and trained in three areas. Warrior, Healer and Seer. This is also of three hlf brothers who follow the same training.

2. Where did the idea arise?

When I wrote the first book in the series, I wasn't sure there would be more. Then the idea caem for the second where the four countries were mentioned. Years later, I decided to complete the series. Thus the first of the four countries was born, Nilos. Incal is the second of these areas, a land of mountains and forests.

3. How much research was involved? Did you stay on point or be distracted by wanting to look at just one more thing?

The researchwas done about mountains and forests, plus a bit of Peru which resembles the land on Incal. I also re-read the other books in the series to pick up some of the feeling of the books. I usually stay on point when researching and since I have pages of material on the other books in the series, the researdh was more for geography.

4. How long did you take to write the book?

This book took about four months to complete.

5. Now a bit about you. How long have you been writing? What is your Sun Sign?

I'vebeen writing since the dark ages of typewriters and carbon paper. I've been published for over fifty years but there was time out to raise four children, return to college for two degrees, a BA in English and a BS in Nursing. I was born under the sign of Cancer with with six of the planets in that sign.

6. Do you write in a number of genres of stick to one?

I write in a number of genres since I seem to become bored writing in one genre all the time. I have romances from sweet to spicy, both contemporary and paranormal. There are cozy mysteries and at elast one medical suspense, I have fantasies for adults and sever written for young people. There are also a few non-fiction books, Once I wrote short stories and poetry being published in both areas.

7. Where on the internet can you be found?

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Thursday, December 23, 2021

Incal is featured today with Thursday's Opening Scene #BWLAuthor #MFRWAuthor #Preview #January 1, Fantasy

A preview of Incal Book 4 of Moon Rising series to be released on January first.

Coya dreamed of days long past. Once again she saw herself as a child of five playing with her sisters. On the day of the summer solstice they had been born and had thrived. Three daughters in a single voice had been deemed a miracle. Her dreams slid to the day they had been sent away to different places. Their Mother ailed and grew weaker everyday. The dream fragmented. She was alone, taken from her sisters by a strange woman to a series of caves. They stood at the entrance of a dark hole in a granite cliff.

“This is your new home. Here you will learn how to fight. You will learn the sword and knife and ways to use your arms and legs against the enemy. Perhaps you will be the one to aid Midra, Mistress of the Moon to her proper place in Incal.”

Those words had ended her childhood. From that day she had learned not only physical skills but reading, writing and numbers. She had also been taught about honor and justice.

Her body moved toward wakening. She fought to return to the days when she’d been one of three. For so long memories of her sisters and lain dormant. Why did she remember them now? Was this a portent of the future?

“Coya, wake.”

The voice sounded unfamiliar. She shook her head. Why must she wake? Yearning for those forgotten days drew her like a cord to remain with happy times. Twenty years had passed since she had been with her sisters. Her eyes fluttered open. The snores and breath sounds of the sleepers in the room lulled her. They slept. She wanted to join them and return to her dream memories.

“Coya, Wake.”

The voice sounded loud and drove sleep away. She slid from beneath the covers. Her feet hit the cold stones of the cave floor. She gasped at the shock.

“Come,” the voice urged. “The time has come. The moon rises full.”

She shook her head. Who had spoken? At first she had thought the woman’s voice had been the Eldest’s. Not so. No one she remembered hearing had been the speaker. She searched her memories and failed to identify the speaker of the call. The need to obey strengthened.

She found her clothes and donned a divided skirt and tunic. The summer had arrived but the nights remained cold. She lifted her jacket from the hook on the bedpost. Carrying her boots she made her way among the beds of the sleeping students and reached the outer corridor. There she leaned against the stone wall and pulled on the leather boots. With care she wrapped the ties around the boots drawing them against her skin. As she strode forward the reinforced soft soles made no sound.

Coya hurried to the main room. Moonlight filtered through holes in the dome. The Eldest sat on a wooden bench. Her graying hair shone in the moonlight.

“Well come, Coya. The time has arrived for you to prove yourself.”

Coya sucked in a breath. Was she ready? Doubts circled in her thoughts. For years she had studied the ways of the sword. Would she fail as others of her age mates had? Her hands clenched until her knuckles whitened. Forcing them to relax she released a held breath. “Tell me what I must do.”

The elderly woman smiled. “You know the ritual for the making of a sword. We have taught you how to locate metals hidden in the earth. You know the ones you must weld together using the power of your mind to forge them into a sword that you will draw from the depth.”

Coya nodded. “I know what to do. Where should I perform the casting, forging and drawing the sword?”

“Go to the grove where the statue of Midra, Mistress of the Moon stands. Perform the ritual in the spot where the moon pierces the grove’s canopy. Then return with or without the forged blade. I will await you here.”

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Wednesday, December 22, 2021

Wednesday Moon Pool #MFRWHooks #BWLAuthor #Romance #Contemporary #Jane Toombs #Janet Lane Walters

Join the authors at MFRWHooks for some great excerpts here http://mfrwbookhooks.blogspot.com Mine if from Moon Pool a collection of novellas by Jane Toombs and myself.

Blurb:

In the center of the maze at an Adirondack resort lies a spring-fed pool. Legend says that if you look into the serene depths under a full moon, you’ll see the face of your true love. In this collection of four novellas, the magic of the Moon Pool touches the lives of eight people for whom love seems to be a dream that can never be reality:
Thea — who lost her one true love because she couldn’t bear the scorn of others.
Faith — who has given up on love in the face of responsibility.
Lynn— who settled for practicality when she yearned for poetry.
and
Cynthia — whose reputation for selfishness was no match for love.

Excerpt:

Holding the promise close, she hurried to the Lodge. Wait until she saw Luke and told him. Happiness threatened to erupt. Thea, grind, nerd and all those other names her peers called her, had found her true love. Thea who had never had a date until this summer had found her perfect mate.

Luke was the best-looking of the Lodge’s summer employees. Tall, dark-haired Luke was hers. They had so many common interests. When they weren’t making love, they talked and seldom disagreed.

She thought of the way the other female employees and some of the younger guests had flirted with him. Thea laughed. From the moment their eyes met, they had been a couple.

Thea hurried back to the inn. She arrived on the second floor and began her evening routine. She opened the first of her assigned rooms, folded down the covers and placed a chocolate on each pillow. She entered the bathroom to make sure there was a good supply of fluffy towels.

“Thea.”

She walked to the door. Her friend leaned against the wall. “You finished already?”

“Just. You’re running late and I know why.” Sue giggled. “Saw you and Luke sneak off.”

“For ten minutes. No big deal.”

Sue cocked her head. “I wanted to catch you before you two disappeared to make-out.”

The knowing look in Sue’s eyes caused Thea to stiffen. They had been friends since grade school. Thea had often wondered why the friendship had continued through high school and into college. Sue was pretty and popular. Her attention was flattering and brought Thea into the center of events. Thea still helped Sue with her studies. She’d even written papers for her friend. Sometimes Thea wondered if being on the fringes of the in-crowd was worth the effort. If she dropped Sue, where would another friend be found? Thea smiled. There was Luke.

Thea closed the door and walked to her next room. “Luke and I do more than make-out. We talk about serious matters.”

“Sure you do.” Sue grinned. “Just wanted to let you know there’s a party in the guest lounge to celebrate Luke’s birthday.”

“He never mentioned one to me.”

Sue’s smile turned sly. “For good reason. Guess he didn’t want you to know today he turns seventeen. Surprised me when I learned. He looks and acts our age.”

Thea swallowed. Luke was only seventeen. She’d be twenty-two in November. “But he’s a junior in college. He’s pre-med.”

“Heard he’s a genius. Double major, too.” Sue stepped back. “You two are quite the topic in the staff lounge. Some of the girls call you a cradle-snatcher. I told them if you’d known his age you would have cut him cold.”

Thea felt her face flame. How could she have made such a fool of herself? Luke was seventeen. She could be in real trouble. Everyone knew and laughed at her. “Look, we’re just friends. We talk about medicine and surgery.”

Sue arched a brow. “With a few anatomy lessons thrown in. Don’t blame you one bit. I wouldn’t mind a night or two exploring his body. He is one gorgeous hunk. See you.”

Thea waited until Sue vanished down the rear stairs. She quickly finished her rooms and fled to the staff sleeping quarters. Tears stung her eyes. Why hadn’t he told her before she’d become the staff’s joke of the summer?

She splashed water on her face. Luke would be at the reflecting pool. She intended to let him know how she felt about his deception.

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Tuesday, December 21, 2021

Tuesday's Writer's Tip Pacing #MFRWAuthor #BWLAuthor #Writing #Pacing

Pacing in a story is important. Stories are made up of scened but a string of scenes don't make a story. Each scene must be aware of what went before and what is to come in the future. Not blatently but with subtle effects. These scenes also show further development of your characters and also of the plot. The consequences a past scenes needs to show as well as a building toward the next crisis. Pacing is the rhythm the writer developes as the scenes of the story unfold.

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Monday, December 20, 2021

Meandering on Monday with Janet Lane Walters #BWLAuthor #MFRWAuthor #Reading #Writing #Thoughts

eander 1 - Reading - In the past week I've read a few books, Read Uncommon vows by Mary Jo Putney. Somehow I'd never read it before and I thought I had all her historicals. Enjoyed the book. Also finished the first three Books of Anne Perry's Pitt series and started on the second three books. Old friends met again.

Meander 2 - Thoughts - Finally have the Christmas decorations up. The tree looks wonderful and all the ornaments are finally on. Took me three days since I work slowly. The crustal trees and figures are displayed and the lights make them glow with colors. I wonder how many more eyars I'll do this. Some of the ornaments are ancient. At least one almostas old as I am. It's fun to have memoriesof other Christmases.

Meander 3 Writing - Going slowly as always at this time of eyar. Hopefully I'll finish the last three chapters in rough form before the month ends. I can only hope.

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