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You chose poorly (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Jilly Funell

 

Stairs? More damned stairs.

This human body is not easy to manipulate. My host had been fond of sugary treats and now I was paying for it. I should have picked someone else, but time had been against me. This planet’s conditions too harsh for my delicate form. Now, my knees ache, my hips, even the back of my ankles… Why the back of my ankles?

I need to change forms. This one reeks of long death.

Just get to the roof. My pod is there – where I’d landed a week ago. I can recuperate, eat and sleep.

Damned stairs.

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers Prompt

Word count: 100

 

 

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Review: In the Vanishers’ Palace by Aliette de Bodard

Review: In the Vanishers’ Palace by Aliette de Bodard

About the book

In a ruined, devastated world, where the earth is poisoned and beings of nightmares roam the land…

A woman, betrayed, terrified, sold into indenture to pay her village’s debts and struggling to survive in a spirit world.

A dragon, among the last of her kind, cold and aloof but desperately trying to make a difference.

When failed scholar Yên is sold to Vu Côn, one of the last dragons walking the earth, she expects to be tortured or killed for Vu Côn’s amusement.

But Vu Côn, it turns out, has a use for Yên: she needs a scholar to tutor her two unruly children. She takes Yên back to her home, a vast, vertiginous palace-prison where every door can lead to death. Vu Côn seems stern and unbending, but as the days pass Yên comes to see her kinder and caring side. She finds herself dangerously attracted to the dragon who is her master and jailer. In the end, Yên will have to decide where her own happiness lies—and whether it will survive the revelation of Vu Côn’s dark, unspeakable secrets…

My thoughts

WOW. Simply fabulous. Teacher and daughter of her village’s healer Yên is not special. She reads, she yearns, she aches to be more, but she is simply a good teacher and a quick study. In a world that has been ruined by the Vanishers – creatures that revel in destruction and who have now moved on to other worlds to destroy – Yên is just trying to survive and make something of her simple life. But the world is sick and death is barely a step away. The village’s sacrifice, Yên is sold to Vu Côn, the last dragon. Yên’s fight for life and love is only just beginning.

This is a beautiful story. Rich, descriptive language and joyously dark worldbuilding make this a colorful tapestry of words – enjoyable and entertaining to read. A great scifi/fantasy. I thoroughly recommend it.

Coming in hot (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Pressing her shoulder hard up against the brick she counted to three and poked her head around, snapping back fast as bolts exploded around her. Splintering shards of brick cascaded over her. “Damnit.” Her spaceship was located on the other side of this wall. Problem was the guard between her and her ship.

Flicking her ear chip with her finger she called her ship. “Gonna be late.”

“Need help?”

“Nah, I’ve got this.” From her jacket pocket she pulled a flash grenade. “Things are gonna get loud. Stand by.”

She placed it on the ground and took off running.

BOOM!

 

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers prompt

Word Count: 100

 


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Review: Priest of Bones (War for the Rose Throne) by Peter McLean

Priest of Bones (War for the Rose Throne) by Peter McLean

About the book

‘Sixty-five thousand battle-shocked, trained killers came home to no jobs, no food and the plague. What did Her Majesty think was going to happen?’

Tomas Piety takes his duties seriously: as a soldier, as a priest of Our Lady of Eternal Sorrows and as a leader of men. He has come home from the war to reclaim his family business, to provide for his men and to ensure the horrors of Abingon can never happen in Ellinburg.

But things have changed: his crime empire has been stolen and the people of Ellinburg – his people – have run out of food and hope and places to hide. With his best friend Bloody Anne, his war-damaged brother Jochan and his new gang, the Pious Men, Tomas sets out to reclaim what was his.

And as Tomas is dragged into a web of political intrigue by the sinister Queen’s Men, forced to work against the foreign infiltrators lurking in the backstreet taverns, brothels and gambling dens of the Stink, one thing becomes clear.

The war has just begun.

 

My thoughts

Just get it. Get it and read this book. Wow.

I think they call this grimdark or dark fantasy… fantasy/noir… Well, whatever it is called, you should get and read this book. A mob fantasy set in the aftermath of a war, the soldiers who lived have now returned home… and it’s gonna get messy. In this case Tomas Piety used to be a mob boss, he once controlled the Stink. He’s survived the war, has come home and he wants his streets back.

This is the best of mob crime, the best of dark fantasy, the best kind of story. There is a taste of magic, overwhelming buckets of blood filling the streets and the impossibility of family values (both the kind you have to accept and they kind you make). Every character is gritty and real, well fleshed out and inventive. The streets of Ellinburg take on a life of their own. The city is its own character from the Stink to the Wheels to the “high society” of Ellinburg. War might be over, but in the streets of Ellinburg its only just beginning. Clashes between mobs, the cops and unknown invaders from another shore make this is a gritty tale of murder, family and revenge. I thoroughly enjoyed it and can’t wait for the next installment. A terrific read.

The war is far from over.

If you loved The Godfather you will love this book.

The cat curiosity killed (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

 

“What’s that?”

“A shell, darling.”

“What’s that?”

“A fossil, dear.”

A pause. Shuffling feet. A sniff and a sleeve scrubs across a wet nose. “What’s that?”

Sigh. “Driftwood, sweetie.”

A longer pause. A heel scraped across the floor leaves a black mark. “What’s that?”

“The line to see the penguins.”

Thumping feet to the window. Smudges and an ear-aching sound of wet glass. “What’s that?”

“A sea monster who eats little boys who ask questions, honey.”

A pause. Little fingers wipe red eyes.

“Really?”

“Sweetheart, you don’t really care what they are do you?”

“Can we have burgers tonight?”

Sigh

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers Prompt

Word count: 100

 

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Review: A Demigoddess Guide to Interplanetary Parenting by R.L. Andrew

Review: A Demigoddess Guide to Interplanetary Parenting by R.L. Andrew

About the book:

Erin exhaled and adjusted her pony tail. “You’re still helping me set up for the party when we get back aren’t you? You said you’d help me and be there the whole time. You can’t change your mind now. Hell, then I’ll have to organise everything myself. You always do this. I don’t know why I trusted you. That whole drugging me thing to get out of the mental hospital–that’s your true self, not the all high and mighty god you portray yourself to be.” 
Her daughter’s apparent mistrust sliced across Shayne’s wound upon her soul. ‘Oh yeah, I should totally have more kids. I’m so fucking good at the parenting thing. And I’m probably going to hell anyway.’ 
“Ah, ouch Erin. I knew you hadn’t gotten over that. I admit it wasn’t my best move but none of you believed me, and I had no other way. I’ve really changed in the last several months, you can’t deny that. Also on the same token you can’t keep holding things against me, and lastly, I never said I wasn’t going to help you.”

My thoughts:

Here we go again 🙂 Book two of this Aussie/interplanetary adventure kicks off with a bang. Still following Shayne’s adventures, she is now a demigodess (still crude and full of attitude) only now she has a fiance and children issues…

Daughter hates her, Step son hates her, illness biting at her heels and oh, yeah… an galactic war. All she wants is to smoke some weed and eat a gallon of chocolate.

Following both Shayne and Annu on their adventures, now we also follow Shayne’s human daughter Erin, who gets roped into her mothers dramas through no fault of her own, and boy she is not happy about it. From Earth “area 51 alien examinations” to war on Orion and uncontrollable wormholes on Jupiter this is a fun story to read.

R.L Andrew has a terrific voice in this series. it’s a crude, zany, madcap adventure full of attitude and godly powers.

You can read my review of book one here

Dust to dust (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Yvette Prior

“Why so much coffee?”

I didn’t answer. It was obvious, wasn’t it? A room full of writers. Coffee was mandatory. That and the wine / whisky but it was rather early. I walked the room again, ensuring everything was in its place and perfectly aligned.

A sad day. The passing of a legend. But I was determined to find some joy in the proceedings. He would have wanted it this way. “You should have told him.”

No way could I have shown him my manuscript. He would have hated it.

Now he’s gone.

Perhaps it’s time to dust it off.

 

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers prompt

Word count: 100

 

 

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Curiousier and curiousier (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Do you ever wonder, if you could float up high above the ground using an umbrella or balloon, what you would see and where you would go?

Adventures are not for the faint of heart. Especially when the transport is a little bit… magical.

Morrigan Crow did it, as did Mary Poppins.

 

As a kid, did you ever wonder what it would be like to fly?

 

I imagine a far-off land filled with pixies and dragons and elves, and of battles and banquets and true love.

What do you imagine?

 

I stare at my reflection in the mirror… and wonder.

 

 

 

This is a Friday Fictioneer’s Prompt

Word count:100

 

 

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A choice (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

 

No one knew how it got there.

One evening it was not there, the following morning it was. Mother called it an eyesore. Father attempted to remove it with a hammer. The cuckoo clock withstood every blow.

I didn’t tell them what I saw that night.

Little bodies with pointy hats and wooden shoes, carrying tiny pieces of wood. Or that I’d heard high-pitch voices and smelt honey and fresh cut grass. Or that one spied me hiding on the stairs.

“Shhhhh,” it said. “When the clock chimes, the door will open.”

“What happens then?”

It winked. “Up to you.”

 

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers Prompt

Word Count: 100

 

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