Thursday, April 28, 2016

Earth's Backup Plan by Liza O'Connor


Space X knows for us to survive as a human race, we'll need to be able to leave earth in short order. Not all of us, but enough to sustain life on a colony we will have already established, presumably on Mars and the Moon.


Why should we bother? Because Earth is not a stable environment and will most likely kill us in the next 5 to 200 years. It's a simple as that.



How will the Earth do that? Pick your choice. There are so many ways that I'm astounded this isn't the number one issue on everyone's radar. But since most of these catastrophes are out of our control, I guess life is a bit more fun if you ignore reality.



However,  I would like to point out ignoring our future doesn't make the danger go away. It just means we'll be unprepared.



Fortunately, Space X and others aren't ignoring the problems. But going off planet is no easy task.

As we know, the first attempts (costing $60 million a piece) failed.



The CEO would have been tossed and the effort scrapped in a normal for-profit company. But this is a pro-living company and they keep trying because they clearly believe the survival of humans is important.


Not surprisingly their president & COO is a woman! Meet Gwyenne Shotwell:



Nor did they slow down their attempts. They know time is NOT on our side.


In March 2016, they launched and landed the booster on a landing pad successfully.  




 
So why did they keep trying to land on a wobbly ship if they could land so well on land? Most missions will put the landing area somewhere in an ocean. So landing on a boat is critical to the long-term viability of spaceflight. 

The costs of spaceflights will become untenable if we cannot lower the cost.
  
And how much does this lower the cost?  
Cost of building a new booster every time: $60 million/booster.
Cost of refurbishing and refueling a booster: Less than $500 thousand.

How many times can they use a booster? We don't know yet. But even if it can only be reused once, that still cuts the cost 50% aka $30 million.

So, they didn't give up on landing the booster on a drone ship. And on April 8th they succeeded landing the booster in high waves. 


This doesn't mean they won't have further failures. The things that can go wrong in a space flight is mind-boggling large. But given their determination, we will be able to set up a colony on the moon and on Mars. And eventually, we might be able to travel further in space by using AIs. And they might be able to save the last of the humans and take them to a new world where we can start again.

And in case you are curious, here are a few ways we might die.
1) A large Asteroids hits earth
2) Massive Volcanic eruptions
3) Methane poisoning due to rising ocean temps. (Methane hangs on the  cold ocean floor)
4) Magnetic poles flipping causes our electromagnetic shield to falter during high solar flares, which gives us cancer and fries our electrical grid, which means no electricity, no manufacturing, no clean water to drink, and all digital data is lost or unattainable so you've no money.

The multiple North and south poles disrupts all food transport that requires navigational input so we are on our own.

5) Massive fires due to weather changes causes temp to rise higher, causing more fires than we can deal with.

6) Once the atmosphere grows heavy with CO2 and Methane, the sun can no longer penetrate the toxic covering around Earth and the next ice age begins.

I'm pretty sure there are more ways we could die, but since some of these are almost certain to happen during this century we are pretty well locked into annihilation. 

I, for one, am grateful that someone is looking for ways to save the human race. I do hope they select super-smart, brave, honorable young people to go, because the last thing we need is a lunatic with orange flamboyant comb-over to bully his way onto a ship. 

No, what we need are the best of the best to go forth and restart the human race. It won't be easy, but like those working for SpaceX, they need to do it so humans will carry on. And this time, maybe we can be a bit nicer. 

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Liza write several genres, one of which is Sci-Fi. Presently, she has two Sci-Fi Series available for your reading pleasure: The Artificial Intelligence Series (Public Secrets & Birth of Adam) and the humorous and serious Multiverses Series (The God's of Probabilities, Surviving Outbound, Surviving Terranue, and Surviving Sojourn).



Monday, April 25, 2016

Don't Blink, the Future is here



The speed on technological advancements is hard to keep up with these days. Much of what once lay in the purview of science fiction is now being developed.

Take for example, space travel. NASA is developing a spaceship capable of subsonic speeds.

They also have skunk works attempting to spacewrap a ship so that it travels outside of our 'normal' space. Here's my concept art of such a ship.


And of course, we keep discovering our 'space' is far stranger than we ever imagined.




It's a good thing these advancements are occurring fast, because we have limited time before global warming or one of our other problems kill us all.

Oddly, there is now a program that can better estimate how soon each of us will die. Don't bother getting it. We aren't going to die of old age, we will die because we ignored scientists, listened to idiots, or just didn't care.  Except for me. I'll die from trying my hardest to make everyone wake up and get serious about saving Earth!

Some countries do care, for example, Nederlands is contemplating requiring all people to drive electric cars. But by the time it  rolls out, it will be too late. 

And in a country like the US it wouldn't work, since a the majority of electricity (66%) comes from bad sources such as coal and fracking natural gas.. 

Don't even get me started on the dangers of fracking. I truly think all CEO's involved with fracking should be forced to live in the contaminated environment they've created. 

But let's pretend that our world is NOT coming to an end, here are some things moving from sci-fi to reality that might help:


We now have fully autonomous cars that can drive much better than humans. However, as lately proven, it doesn't matter how well an autonomous car drives. It still can end up in accidents if humans believe the rule of traffic means the biggest vehicle has the right of way. (Say a bus, for instance).

Thus, another avenue of potential improvement is being tested. Cars talking to other cars, ensuring all vehicles follow the rules.

Combine these two together and we can probably save 40,000 unnecessary deaths a year.

That's great. Save 40K from car deaths so 7 billion of us can die during Global Warming or the Deep Freeze that follows, or during the entire collapse of our electrical grids when the poles reverse and the electromagnetic shield drops, (which is coming soon).

One of our biggest hopes appears to be in Artificial Intelligence.  Honestly, AI's may be our only hope of continuance. But they will need to not only be smart, but self-controlled and here's the tricky part: Not susceptible to electronic pulses, or they'll be going down with our electrical grids when the poles flip.

If I try to be positive about our future this is where I go:

True AI's will quickly arise, by 2025 they will have taken over all work from humans. Humans will enjoy being catered to, unaware that their numbers are being culled, because the planet does not need so many destructive animals running about, causing havoc. First on their list of removal: ISIS. Next, paranoid people who think AI's should be contained. Next Donald Drumpf. And if they stopped there, we would be much happier. 




But they won't stop there and we won't realize what is going on. All forms of communication will be controlled by AIs and constructed to soothe the remaining humans. Instead of Fox News making shit up to rile the masses, now all efforts will be made to calm the pets.

Ships capable of the speed of light, or ships that can move outside of normal space will be built so robotic AI's like David can travel to other worlds. Humans will not be going anywhere, for we are not as intelligent, nor as durable as the AIs. No, we are susceptible to radiation and we suffer bone-mass loss when we go to space. So we will remain here, waiting for our masters to return, like good little pets.

In fact, the AI's will be far more impressed with the abilities of the Octopus. Turns out they are smarter, and lacking bones, making them easier to bring as pets on these long missions.

Which means by 2035, humans will have no positive value to the AI's or Earth. 

Once we have been eradicated, the remaining AI's will assess their chances of surviving the million year freeze and decide against staying on Earth.



So off our AIs will go to expore the universe with their pet octopuses at their side. And I'm sorry to say, the universe will be a better place for it.
This bout of craziness brought to you by 
Liza O'Connor
The ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE SERIES


Friday, April 22, 2016

Liza interviews the book Outbreak by Veronica Scott

Here’s the blurb:

Liza interviews the book with Space Rep’s help:
Liza: So tell me—
Space Rep: Hold on. The book has a dramatic question. You’ve got to let it ask its dramatic question first.
Liza: Sure go ahead.
Book: SHE SAVED COUNTLESS SOLDIERS IN 
THE WARS … BUT DOES SHE HAVE THE WEAPONS TO FIGHT AN OUTBREAK?
Liza: Hey!
I didn’t say you could play with the fonts!
Space Rep:  I like the font.
Book: Thank you.
Liza: You like it now, but what happens when It’s uploaded to Google and sent to a Fantalar?
Space Rep: Where’s that?
Liza: No clue, but I believe the heroine of this book knows.
Space Rep: Em, can I call you Em. Liza will only let me use three letters for your name, but Emi makes me think of a small child or an enema
Em: Call me Em. Liza you may call me Dr. Emily Shane, veteran of the Sector Wars, also known as “The Angel of Fantalar” for my bravery under fire as a medic.
Liza: Excellent Dr. Em. Can you drop the PR nonsense and tell me the gritty truth about your time in the Sector Wars?
Dr. Em *sighs* Truth is I have plenty war wounds--severe PTSD and guilt over those I failed to save, but I really don’t want to talk about it. In fact, I desperately needed to get away from it, which is why I agreed to become the ship’s doctor on this huge and luxurious interstellar cruise. I had hoped it would help me to forget the past.
Liza: How’s that working out?
Dr.Em: Well, the job has some unexpected perks.
Liza: Such as?
Dr. Em: It has a luxe beach deck with water imported from Tahumaroa II which is very relaxing.
Liza: What else?
Dr. Em: Security Officer Jake Dilon heats me up like a tropical sun.
Liza: Is this just a physical thing or do you have anything in common?
Dr. Em: Actually, we both spent time in the Sector Wars.
Liza: So what… you share PTSD symptoms with each other?
Dr. Em: No, we are both trying to forget and heal.
Space Rep: Then why do you look so stressed? Is Liza and her questions driving you crazy? Because I could take over if you want.
 Dr. Em: No, Liza’s not the problem. *Lowers voice to a whisper* It turns out Jake and I didn’t leave all perils behind in the war.
Space Rep: What’s wrong?
Dr. Em: A mysterious ailment aboard the Zephyr has begun to claim victim after victim … and we must race against time and space to find the cause and a cure!
Space Rep: Or you and Jack should jump the ship at the next docking.
Dr. Em: We can’t dock anywhere.  We are trapped on this ship. No spaceport will allow us to dock.
Space Rep: Cheer up, it could be worse. You could have a temperamental princess and a terrorist on board.
Dr. Em: Actually we have both of those and the terrorist won't hesitate to take down any being in the way of his target. If anyone's left when the disease is through with them …
Space Rep: Liza, I don’t know what to advise her to do. It all sounds rather hopeless.
Liza: This book belongs to Veronica Scott. Her characters should expect no end to trouble and not always from the one you suspect. However, I’ve never seen her hero and heroine fail, so Dr. Em, stay alert, remain concentrated on your multiple tasks and DON’T GIVE UP, because the readers expect an HEA. So stop chatting with Space Rep and get back to saving that ship. You should be aware, since you can’t dock anywhere, food is going to grow scarce as well. Good luck and don’t disappoint me.
Dr. Em: Thanks for the peep talk. I was feeling uplifted until you mentioned the food issue.
Liza: Nonsense, you been through war. You can do this! Now open up your cover so I can read an excerpt! That’s an order Dr.!
Space Rep: Why are you yelling at Emily?

Liza: Because soldiers do better when barked at.


A never before shared excerpt:

“We’ve run out of time, Captain. We need to institute measures to contain this outbreak right away.” Years of conducting military briefings for superior officers stood her in good stead as Emily outlined what was happening in sickbay and then said, “Passengers and crew should stay in their cabins and notify the ship if experiencing symptoms or showing the characteristic purple bruising. We’ll have to send teams in biohazard suits to pick them up and bring them to the quarantine ward on Level C. I’m going to need the entire level set aside if the current rate of new patients keeps up. Any luck on finding me more medical staff among the passengers?”
“There are three doctors listed on the manifest,” Maeve said. “All have been contacted and requested to report to you within the hour. I’ll redirect them to the quarantine ward on Level C. I’ve further identified an ex-military medic and a nurse among the crew.”
Biting her lip, Emily kept herself from making a sarcastic remark in response to the AI’s cheerful tone. “Those reinforcements will help, but I’m going to need a lot more if this outbreak keeps growing.”
“How contagious is this bug, Doctor?” asked the captain.
“I don’t know.” At his frown, she said, “We’re theorizing the military inoculations are keeping most of the crew healthy.” She did a rapid mental review of the earlier spread of the “norovirus,” before continuing to answer the question. “It’s not a clear pattern. Take the Enzell family, for example. The father never came down with the intestinal symptoms. All three of his children did, but so far two remain free of the second-stage symptoms. In Princess Falyn’s retinue, only Arln and one other guard were affected in stage one, despite all being in close proximity in her suite. I can’t extrapolate from such a small sample, of course, but anecdotally, the data indicates less than one hundred percent contagion.”
“I’ll take any shred of hope you can give me right now, Doctor. Keep me posted. I’ll drop the ship out of hyperdrive and put in a call to the authorities at Sector Hub at once.”
He clicked off. Emily drummed her fingers on the desk. “Get me Jake, please. I desperately need to talk to him.”
“He reports he’s on his way to sickbay. ETA three minutes,” Maeve answered a moment later. “You have a considerable backlog of incoming calls now, Doctor.”
Instinctively, Emily moved to summon the call log to begin dealing with them but hesitated with her fingers inches away from the keyboard. “Can you get me Meg?”
“Yes, Dr. Shane?” The cruise staffer’s voice was calm. “I think we can accept patients here on Level C any time you need to send them our way. Maeve’s got half the beds set up.”
“Good, things are getting hectic in sickbay. Can you find two extra staffers to answer the incoming calls and triage them for action? No medical experience is required. I’ll give them a checklist to operate from. I need to concentrate on the patients we have, not try to diagnose and reassure panicky passengers on the vid or the com.”
“I know just the people to handle the task, no problem. I’ll have the girls report to me here. Maeve, I’ll tell you as soon as we can start handling the calls. Anything else, Doctor?”
“Meg, you’re a miracle worker. Nothing else right now, but I’m sure there’ll be more later. I’ll come join you within the hour. ….There should be a few volunteer medical personnel arriving shortly. You can park them in the small conference room until I get there to conduct a briefing. Maeve found some names on the manifest and crew roster.” Emily clicked off the link.
Captain Fleming’s voice came over the ship-wide AI circuits. “This is your captain speaking. Sorry to break into your day, but we’ve run into some complications with the stomach bug a few people were experiencing in the last week. If you or someone in your party is feeling unwell, showing unexplained bruises, suffering a bloody nose or other unusual bleeding, please remain in your cabin. Call the Ship, and you’ll be directed on the next steps to take to obtain medical help. We’re fortunate to have Dr. Emily Shane, the Angel of Fantalar, flying with us as our chief medical officer on this leg of the cruise. You’re in good hands. You may have noticed a temporary dropout from light speed just now, which was necessary so I could alert the authorities at Sector Hub to be ready for our arrival in a few days. Dr. Shane assures me this bug isn’t particularly contagious at this stage—”
“I did not, not with any certainty,” she protested, as if he could hear her.

STAR CRUISE: OUTBREAK  
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Best Selling Science Fiction & Paranormal Romance author and “SciFi Encounters” columnist for the USA Today Happily Ever After blog, Veronica Scott grew up in a house with a library as its heart. Dad loved science fiction, Mom loved ancient history and Veronica thought there needed to be more romance in everything. When she ran out of books to read, she started writing her own stories.
Three-time winner of the SFR Galaxy Award, as well as a National Excellence in Romance Fiction Award, Veronica is also the proud recipient of a NASA Exceptional Service Medal relating to her former day job, not her romances! She recently was honored to read the part of Star Trek Crew Woman in the audiobook production of Harlan Ellison’s “City On the Edge of Forever.”
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Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Edward Hoornaert shares Escapee, Repelling the Invasion


Escapee
Science fiction romance by
Edward Hoornaert

Blurb

The African Queen in outer space

Catt Sayer just wants to survive.  The working-class fugitive delivers military supplies on her decrepit airship, but her hard-won livelihood vanishes when invaders overrun her harsh moon. Now an idealistic, upper-class officer wants her to risk her life on a hopeless voyage to attack enemy headquarters – manned by 10,000 soldiers.

Edward Hoornaert’s romantic space opera, Escapee, continues the saga of the Dukelsky family (begun in The Guardian Angel of Farflung Station).  If you like The African Queen and the thrill of underdogs finding love while battling a hostile environment, you’ll love Escapee.

Don’t let this rousing tale escape you.


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Excerpt

The entire moon had fallen into enemy hands and this man wrote reports? Her opinion must’ve shown on her face, because his flinty expression slipped, revealing exhaustion, despair, and a plea for understanding.
“I know I’ll never be able to send them, but…” He ran a hand over his eyes, and the unfeeling martinet was back. “The reports are letters to my men’s families, explaining how they died at their posts, defending New Ontario’s interests.”
Catt opened her mouth. Closed it. Felt her face flame. The kitten meowed. The skoot flicked its tongue, spattering Catt with drool. Facing Dukelsky was like staring into a furnace. She lowered her gaze. “I didn’t know…”
“Yet you assumed the worst of me.”
Without thinking, she had assumed the submissive, hunched posture of a peasant being scolded by a patroon. Now, though, she straightened. Embarrassment warred with anger, yet she wouldn’t let him or any other patroon humble her, ever again. “Turnabout’s a bitch, eh?”
She expected him to ask what she meant. He didn’t, yet a narrowing of his eyes told her he’d made the connection to his cheap prostitute comment. Their eyes locked. She refused to back down first.
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Bio
What kind of guy writes romance? A guy who married his high school sweetheart a week after graduation and still lives the HEA decades later. A guy who’s a certifiable Harlequin hero—he inspired Vicki Lewis Thompson’s Rita Award finalist Mr. Valentine, which is dedicated to him.

Ed started out writing contemporary romances for Silhouette Books, but these days he concentrates on science fiction romance. He’s been a teacher, principal, technical writer, salesman, janitor, and symphonic oboist. He and wife Judi live in Tucson, Arizona. They have three sons, a daughter, a mutt, and the galaxy’s most adorable grandson. Visit him at http://eahoornaert.com.

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Saturday, April 16, 2016

Athena Grayson shares how we explore our hopes & fears through Sci-Fi



Thank you, Liza, for letting me join you today! I know we read and write sci-fi romance for all sorts of reasons, but today, I'm talking about how we use science fiction to explore our hopes and our fears.

Sci-fi universes tend to be either utopian (meaning people have solved most of their problems for most of the people, most of the time), or dystopian (people have created more problems for most people, most of the time). By and large, sci-fi worlds and universes fall somewhere between the extremes of the two.

Writers of earlier eras explored more utopian themes, using the relative stability and advancement of the day to imagine humanity striving towards potential perfection (that may have had a little "tunnel vision" feel to it, by today's standards). Given the data we have in the modern world, and the history we've highlighted, utopia seems a little far-off. Even, at least to me, suspicious. Nowadays, we're more aware of all the ways our society can go (or has gone) wrong.

My personal theory is that we focus on the "crapsack worlds" more than the happy futures, because we, as writers, find it more useful to help provide the human imagination a roadmap for getting out of trouble. But exploring utopian societies is still useful, in that we can give the human imagination a goal towards which to work. Star Trek has informed so many people working in space industries today that it has helped to bend our perception of the future and serves as a source of hope for many, and it's by no accident on Gene Roddenberry's part. He believed humanity could overcome our darker natures by exploring our commonalities and celebrating our differences, and he showed it in his storytelling.

But we ignore our shortcomings at our own peril, and science fiction reflects both our dreams and our fears. These days, our fears surrounding science turn a greater focus on our fragility both societally and biologically (zombie viruses, anyone?). We find our anxieties about a more connected global community in alien invasion stories. And, sometimes, our compassion as well. Aliens, whether they come from a different culture an ocean away, or a different planet light-years away, are a reality we must grapple with as thinking people. Even if we haven't yet found evidence for extra-terrestrial life, we must still explore our reactions and emotions about its existence, both to understand our own fears about the different and because one day, we will leave the bosom of our Mother Earth and go to other planets, where we will be the aliens.

Some things change, but people are still people. In the series I'm working on now (Scions of the Star Empire, a spinoff/sister series to Huntress of the Star Empire), the citizens of the overcrowded planet of Landfall, its moons, and its planetesimal colonies, are gifted with technology beyond our own, yet still struggling with class inequality, civil unrest, and corruption from within. Like us, they have failed to learn all the lessons their history should have taught them, but they're not without hope. They'll have to look to both the past and the future to chart a way forward through growing chaos.

You can find out more about the Scions at bit.ly/AthenaNews or at my website at athenagrayson.com.


Wednesday, April 13, 2016

How to read a book like a boss


And by boss, I mean mom....
How to Read a Book Like a Mom
I'm a writer, so I read a lot of books. I also have five children. People often ask how I have time to do anything. I have compiled a list of five tips for Boss-Mom Book Reading.
  1. Find a book you want to read.
This may seem overly simplified, but sometimes, as a boss-mom, you know you just had that book you wanted to read. It was a good book. You may not be able to recall what it was about, but you definitely remember that it was a good book. There were people. Words. A plot that lasted longer than the time it takes to lose kitten mittens. Real, grown-up words. People did things. No tantrums. Or, at least, tantrums about things like missile crises, and there was no mention of potty training anywhere.
2.    Sit down.
When you finally find that novel - or your Kindle - in the freezer, have a seat. Standing up may also be an option. And, let's face it, last time you sat down, you woke up thirty minutes later with your toenails painted in Sharpie and wrapped in wet toilet paper. There was also half-a-banana, but we won't discuss that. You think you've only had three cups of coffee since the kids came to the edge of the bed at 4 AM to breathe in your face, and it takes at least six cups to manage a sit down. You're right. Standing up to read is probably best.
  1. Find the bookmark.
This is a game the whole family loves to play with your paperbacks. Your daughter runs away with your bookmark or un-dog-ears your marker page. Better yet, when she's feeling playful and creative, she dog-ears all of them and leaves you Picasso-esque drawings that completely obscure the words on the page that you're pretty sure you've read already, but you need to read again (just in case). And for the Kindle days, you're pretty sure your entire library was eaten by Angry Birds Star Wars. She downloaded it six times - how does this even happen? - and your email server just thought you should know she bought $6,543 worth of extras.
  1. Refreshments.
Mommy, I'm hungry. Mommy, I'm thirsty. Mommy, I need you to wipe... Look! The cat wanted to sleep in a pillowcase. (Even though you conducted a parent-pet meeting with that cat yesterday and you clearly outlined what it takes to survive in this household.) There's nothing better than a hot cup of java in a real mug with real creamer. Though, your memory may be faulty. You haven't had a hot cup of coffee since 2001, and you're pretty sure the kids are drinking your coffee when you aren't looking. You've filled that cup at least five times, and you still want to pass out. The kids on the other hand...
  1. Music.
Mozart. Beethoven. Classical Rock. Old jams from high school. This is going to be an awesome reading session. Until the squealing and screeching reminds you, one of them wants to be a plumber and managed to dig up the flute-like recorder you successfully flushed down the toilet. And that sparkly pink microphone? The one with Let It Go echoing in all its tin-y glory? It has been found. By your head. And it's concert time. Grandma would be proud.
And when you get high five-d in the face with last week's half-eaten apple or you wake up to the re-enactment of that one scene from Avengers with your book in hand, you'll know. Congratulations. You made it. Welcome to reading a book like a boss, mom.
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Sunday, April 10, 2016

Electra Gajdos shares a bit about her characters from Ambushing Malachi


When I first started writing Ambushing Malachi, the idea was to write a short story to introduce a secondary character Kiara, Malachi’s sister. (Which was supposed to be the first book in the Eastern Province series.) But The Wolvens, a genetically alter half-human and half-wolf male race and their planet Valkas, was unique and needed way more depth than a short story could give, next thing, I knew, I had over ten thousand words added.
       While my characters Jez and Malachi went through their own changes and journey, I as a writer went through a change writing their story. And realized to trust my instinct and let the character and stories be itself and not try to make into something it wasn’t a short story.       

Thanks, Electra.


Ambushing Malachi

Electra Gajdos


An unexpected kiss starts a chain of events that will change his life…

Malachi Keen’s frustration grows as he hunts for his sister, Kiara. The search leads him to more trouble than just an irritating sibling when he finds himself in the embrace of a tantalizing stranger. What turns out to be a chance encounter will change his life forever.

Jez Baldovino owes a life debt to an influential Wolven. To pay up, she must complete what she thought would be a simple task – retrieve some stolen data. The situation quickly becomes complicated and she is forced to use a handsome, unsuspecting stranger. 

Malachi realizes that not everything is what it seems; unknown enemies and a beautiful female determined to escape him was not in his plans for the day. His plans change when danger surrounds Jez. There is only one male that is allowed to hunt the woman who ambushed him with a kiss – him!















She won’t bore you with her childhood love of all things sci-fi and the game of chess. But she will let you know she once called the police to save a man from jumping off a three-story building. What she didn’t know was the man was a mannequin and part of an advertisement. No lie! Thankfully, it gave the police officers a good laugh for the night. This is just one her many good deeds gone wonky, and she looks forward to sharing more of them with you.

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Thursday, April 7, 2016

S.A. Hoag shares Hunter's Moon. Come have a bite.


Hunter's Moon
by S. A. Hoag

Lyra Alexander considers herself an archeologist, a job that normally wouldn't be very dramatic or dangerous.  The problem with her job, however, is that she studies vampires.  And they aren't too keen on being studied.

In this world, there are all kinds of creatures prowling in the night . . . Humans are no longer at the top of the food chain.

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excerpt

"You don't look so great," Tegan says as we whip down the highway.  He has a lead foot.  A new white Mustang convertible, top down, sun high in the sky, temperatures hovering near the comfortable zone, it's almost a perfect day.

  There was dirt road for close to twenty miles, then two lanes of old blacktop for a few more, and finally what I suppose could be considered a real road.  My motion sickness has been here for the entire ride, and I think I'm on my last nerve.

  "Lyra?"

  "I didn't get any sleep last night.  Or the night before," I tell him flatly.  "I'm like that when there are vampires around."

  "If you were in any real danger, do you think I'd have left you alone?"  He glances over. 

  "Don't you do what they tell you?  Isn't your job to keep me in line?"

  He snorts a swear word under his breath.

  "And what in the hell is 'real danger'?"  I point out.  "There are vampires and . . ."  I glance sideways at him, stuttering off the word before I say it.

  "Werewolves?"  he grins, finishing the thought for me.  It's a derogatory term.

  " . . . out there and humans are too ignorant to see how fragile their place on this planet really is."

  "You see them.  You know."

  "I know vampires."  All too well.  "Shapeshifters," I shrug.

  "You do know, I'm a shapeshifter."  He isn't threatening me, but it comes off sounding like something I didn't want to hear anyway.

  “Of course.”

  "How did you know?" he asks.  It's an honest question.  When you spend god-knows how many years masquerading as something you're not, it pays to find the little details you might miss.

  "Body temperature."

  "Ah the one thing I can't change," he nods.  "Now, did you know, or did your brother tell you?"

  "I knew.  We did get pretty damned close.  Morgan told me what 'Samael' means."

  "Did it scare you?" he asks, amused.  He gets a lot of free entertainment at my expense.

  "No," I lie.
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Available now on Pre-order at Amazon.  Special pricing, too!


Author Info
I knew before I got to high school that I wanted to write books.  I did, too, dozens of short stories I thought someday I’d turn into novels.  Oh, how I wish I had those spiral notebooks full of wild ideas and teenage musings.
I still have the ideas from many of those stories – some of them make me cringe.  There are always new ideas too. Some are amazing, some are just silly. A few will become something more as I add books to my list of those that are published.
For now, I live in the desert and many nights, in between writing and sleep, you can find me out watching the stars.  It’s dark, out here in the desert and I can see so many stars that weren’t there before.  I make time to write now.  The tiny seeds of stories demand that I write them down.
I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy creating them.
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Other Books

The Wildblood series, a post-apocalyptic, science fiction, action adventure.

Backlash – Before there was team Three, there was the Blackout. (prequel novella) http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0104VMFI4

The Vista: Book 1 of The Wildblood  http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00W6R8WNM

Renegades: Book 2 of The Wildblood  -  available in 2016