Giveaway – The wishing Stone by Tegon Maus

Posted on October 5, 2015 by fundinmental

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I am so happy to be able to share The Wishing Stone by Tegon Maus.

The cover is gorgeous, but it was the tag line that hooked me.

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The Wishing Stone by Tegon Maus

GENRE: Soft Sci-Fi

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BLURB

The last time we used it was at the hospital the morning she died.

On that day, all three of us made a silent wish, certain the others had wished the same. Kate died that afternoon and I never thought about it again. It was the last time I believed in magic, in love or… in the existence of God… and then, after three miserable, lonely years… the unthinkable, a second chance… Warwick.

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EXCERPT

In the middle of the room stood a large machine of some sort. Six large, blue cylinders, with thick cables and several hoses protruding out of their tops, made up the bulk of the apparatus. At the bottom, each narrowed almost to a point, terminating in a black plastic square. A rainbow of braided wire, jutted out of one side of the square before being taped to the side of each cylinder. The wires trailed along the thicker cable until they connected to the back of a dull aluminum box. More cables, attached to a computer, were tied to the opposite side of the aluminum box. Below the cylinders was a flat, slanted table.

Roger stood with his hands in his pockets, shoulders slumped, staring at the contrivance.

“I’m sorry, my friend,” Digby said softly, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. “I fixed it.”

“Got it to work at last then?” Roger asked. His voice held a sorrowful tone.

“I wish it had been in time,” Digby said, patting him.

I didn’t understand what was going on. What was this machine? What did it do?

“It looks… complicated,” I offered trying to think of the right thing to say.

“It was Roger’s design. Digby finished it when Kate went into the hospital for the last time,” Marcie answered, coming to my rescue.

“What does it do?” I asked, running a curious hand over the metal cylinders.

“It doesn’t do anything… it makes,” Digby said, lightly slapping my hand away from the apparatus.

“My mistake… what does it make?”

“Skin,” he returned.

“I beg your pardon?”

“Skin,” he repeated.

“Skin like…” I couldn’t think of the right words to convey my curiosity.

“Yes, skin… people skin… like yours, like mine, like hers,” he said with disinterest, pointing at Marcie.

“Well, not like my skin,” Marcie countered.

“Oh, you’re right. I hadn’t thought about that… wouldn’t that be interesting. Yes?” Digby exclaimed, covering his mouth with his fingers. He stood for a moment looking to the ceiling, his fingers drumming over his half open mouth.

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ABOUT TEGON MAUS

AuthorPhoto_TheWishingStone I was raised pretty much the same as everyone else… devoted mother, strict father and all the imaginary friends I could conjure. Not that I wasn’t friendly, I just wasn’t “people orientated”. Maybe I lived in my head way more than I should have, maybe not. I liked machines more than people, at least I did until I met my wife.  The first thing I can remember writing was for her. For the life of me I can’t remember what it was about… something about dust bunnies under the bed and monsters in my closet. It must have been pretty good because she married me shortly after that. I spent a good number of years after inventing games and prototypes for a variety of ideas before I got back to writing.  It wasn’t a deliberate conscious thought it was more of a stepping stone. My wife and I had joined a dream interpret group and we were encouraged to write down our dreams as they occurred. “Be as detailed as you can,” we were told.  I was thrilled. If there is one thing I enjoy it’s making people believe me and I like to exaggerate. Not a big exaggeration or an outright lie mine you, just a little step out of sync, just enough so you couldn’t be sure if it were true or not. When I write, I always write with the effort of “it could happen” very much in mind and nothing, I guarantee you, nothing, makes me happier.

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GIVEAWAY

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The Soul Eater is Coming to Rain of Ash by Gwen Mitchell

Posted on October 5, 2015 by fundinmental

Rain of Ash by Gwen Mitchell has a lovely cover.

I love the light, ethereal and mystical “feel” of it.

But beware, for between the pages lies the supernatural and it can be a very dangerous place..
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MY REVIEW

Rain of Ash by Gwen Mitchell is a paranormal and supernatural tale of a curse, a legacy and Briana Spurrier, the Skydancer that will be called upon to defeat the demon. The story has been told before – good magic vs bad magic, but I lost myself in the fantasy world of demons, legacies, magic, danger and death created by Gwen Mitchell.

Briana had left her home, her passion the piano and her desire to be a concert pianist drove her to deny her heritage. But, the curse and her legacy was not be denied. When a disaster brought her home, she was at a disadvantage. She did not know the danger lurking at every turn.

Regrets, sure, she had plenty. Her powers had been bound, but even before she returned it was pushing through, entering her life and refusing to be denied – candles light on their own, doors close by themselves, precognition, psychic echoes, regressions, astral visits – makes me think of Charmed and Supernatural, a couple of TV shows all paranormal lovers like me know about.

Kean, it was as if his life restarted when she returned. But there was also Eric, who was in her “real” piano world. And Lucas, from a long ago past that she fought to forget. So I guess you could call this a quadrangle, but there is really only one…I think. 🙂

I love Astrid, her best friend. Briana had thought she would hold a grudge because of abrupt departure, but it was almost as if they had never left. If you have ever had a best friend that lives far away, you will know what I mean. Distance and time make no difference, each time you meet it is if no one had every left.

The three friends band together and decide to form their own coven. The accidents are not accidents and they are determined to find the answers. They must plead their case before the council.

The magic world has its own set of rules and punishment. They cannot be allowed to run AMOK.

There were a couple of ceremonies that made me think of scenes on Supernatural – where they slash their palm, squeeze the dripping blood into the cup and drink it. Yuck.

The fading (orbing) made me think of Charmed.

I am liking the new coven, their backbone, confidence, strength and determination.

The Soul Eater comes for Geri and the battle goes into overdrive. I can picture the fight from watching Charmed and Supernatural. The Soul Eater is deformed, a hunched, winged fanged, powerful demon able to raze a house and shred human flesh. It revels in the pain and anguish wreaked by its fangs and claws.

I love all the magic, the tension and pacing drawing me in. As the demons and witches, goblins and werewolves, Oracles and Soul Eater begin the battle for the relic and Brianna, I find myself wondering who will survive. Who will die? How many? Gwen is not afraid to kill off her characters in a brutal, horrific, gruesome way.

Rain of Ash started out okay, but when the Soul Eater came to visit and the action really began, the battle was so wildly, magically, horribly supernatural and fantastically charmed I became hooked on the series and am eager to read Book II.

I received a copy of Rain of Ash by Gwen Mitchell in return for an honest and unbiased review.

4 Stars

ABOUT GWEN MITCHELL

Gwen lives in Seattle with two spider plant clones (Rufus I and Rufus II) and an avocado plant named Alice. She studied biology and philosophy at the University of Washington in search of the meaning of life – she’s still working on that one. She’s a nature lover, science geek, and spiritual explorer, with a love of well-aged tequila and a pin-up fashion obsession.

When not hiking to hidden waterfalls, taking in a burlesque show, or otherwise cavorting through the Emerald City, Gwen can be found in her favorite cozy chair brewing tales of magic, murder, and romance.

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