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WHY A TERRAN SEER? WHY COULDN’T THE KILLER CHOOSE SOMEONE ELSE? – from The Khekarian Threat, out now on Amazon.

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“If you dislike Terrans so much, why choose me? Why not choose a Khekarian or a Chiddran?”

“We have truthseers. While they are excellent in knowing a lie when they hear one, they rarely offer the scope of a good Terran psychic. As we are at war with the Chiddran, I would hardly trust a Chiddran. Most of all, I want someone who is not sophisticated in the art of duplicity. Someone who has no other agenda, no contact, nor want of any, with the manipulators of court intrigue. There are factions out there, some deadly in their dealings, some not. I need people around me I can trust. You will help me with that.”

“No,” Aleisha ventured. “There are better psychics out there, I didn’t come here for you.”

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Busy Days, New Working Schedules and Book 3 – “The Bastard Line”.

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Those who have known me for a while now will certainly have noticed a huge upswing in my blogging activity in the last month or so, and I know there are some of you wondering how that extra effort impacts on current projects – namely Book Three in the Khekarian series, The Bastard Line.

While the last month has indeed been hectic, things are now settling into a routine that also accommodates my writing. I’m currently putting in six or seven hours into blogging, daily, which covers my morning in Australian (evening time in the USA). My afternoon and evening, then, while the Northern Hemisphere is sleeping, is spent with a further six or seven hours just writing the Khekarian series.

This is beginning to work wonderfully. So, please know, I’m back into the manuscript, I’m enjoying it, I’m editing as I go, and writing onward. It’s exciting to be back at work with this story and I’m thrilled with what I have so far.

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MEETING THE MURDERER – From The Khekarian Threat, out now on Amazon.

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“Guess you forgot.” There was a lazy smile in the tone of his response, but Aleisha pivoted in shock at the sound of Sturn’s voice.

She was not expecting this, not expecting him so suddenly there.

He was tall and strong and, yes, the other Khekarian. She hadn’t seen that in her experience, she had thought then the killer was Terran, but this was the same man clearly enough. Same strong physique, same height, same face – goddamn –  same impact of his energy, too. Too forceful, too vital, too much.

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What if we Explored Space – and Found it Already Taken?

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What if we Explored Space – and Found it Already Taken?

What if we established ourselves out there and discovered that we are the smallest and weakest civilization there is?

What if we colonized alongside two giant empires hell bent on destroying each other?

What if we had something on one of our worlds that would tip the balance in favor of one side or the other and enable one empire to dominate the galaxy.

All of it.

Including us.

What if both sides knew?

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Eddies of Astral Light and Form – From The Khekarian Threat, out now on Amazon.

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Thain did not understand the melodious sing-song chirp of mammalian communication, but he watched the pretty patterns form around their heads as the old male and the young female spoke together. Some patterns lived but briefly, others lingered and grew, creating future paths for these strange and alien creatures.

The astral impinged upon both the dense physical plane and his own lighter etheric realm where life was as easily influenced by thought and emotion. In either world, the forms and shapes and pretty colors escaped direct observation. If he truly entered this densest sphere, the physical, the pastel thought designs would disappear and these creatures would become plain and mundane, mostly ugly and clumsy to his eye. If he transitioned to his own realm, he again lost the astral pictures and perception of this world, too.

It was the hues and structure of these astral prototypes that informed him most clearly what their communication was about, although some of the imagery was easier to read than others. The traveling group he had accompanied for half a year thought a lot about eating and a lot about mating. It was not offensive, the members being young people full of life and hunger. Some of them thought about mating nearly all the time.

All thoughts presented pictures. Some thoughts were light and brought laughter. Other thoughts were dark and brought menace.

With the endless patience of his kind, Thain observed the emotions in this room as they sparked and drifted in colorful array, pumping out great swathes of tints and form as the two talked, beautiful eddies breaking away into swirls and ribbons, active for a time in their own right before dissipating. The constants stayed. Renewed thought grew stronger, thicker, denser, building up the colors of the aura into often magnificent rainbows of intent and function.

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There’ll Be a Body – From The Khekarian Threat, out now on Amazon.

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“Maybe you picked up on something else. Did you consider that?”

His words produced another moment of reflection. “Not connected to the team at all?” She wondered if that was possible and was momentarily heartened. “Is there a maniac on the loose?”

“Not that I’m aware of.”

“There’ll be a body.”

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Writing-writing.

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There’s writing and then there’s, you know, writing-writing, important writing, manuscript writing, the Real Stuff.

Apart from the occasional day when I deliberately step back from EVERYTHING to do with writing, I judge the success of my day by my page count. Writing-writing, that is.

It counts for nothing if I did the laundry, stacked the wood, washed the car or painted a room. It matters not one iota if I scrubbed out the bathroom or vacuumed the floors. I don’t care if I end the day muscle sore and tired from physical labor – Yes, it’s good to have those chores done, but “What have I done today?” still gets answered, “Nothing!” unless I can include a page count.

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