RELEASE OF 'CHILDREN OF THE MIST'

I have just received the release date of my follow up to ‘Starquest’. . It will be let loose on the world on 19th June this year. Here is the blurb and a short excerpt.
BLURB
'Two minds united against a common foe. Two hearts afraid to show their love:

Long ago Tamarith fell for a man she knew she could never have, and she is convinced she will never love another. However, she cannot help but be intrigued by the handsome young stranger whose psychic powers exceed even her own.

Vidarh seeks only to find his purpose in life and to win the regard of his father. Thrown together by circumstances, then parted by an evil greater than they could have imagined, can Vidarh save the lovely woman who captivates him, before it is too late? Will he overcome the deadly enemy who threatens to destroy their planet - and will they find the happiness they both seek, or are they fated to live their lives alone?
EXCERPT:
You don’t have far to go. I will keep sending you the directions. You should be near the river now.Yes. I hear it up ahead. Be careful. We had heavier than usual snowstorms last winter. With the coming of spring, the melting snow and ice has swelled the volume of water.

Vidarh made his way along the tunnel, partly guided by his telepathic link with Tamarith, and partly by his own senses. Eventually it widened out into a large cave, through which the underground river roared as it cut its way through the mountain. On the shingle of the boulder-strewn shore, several small boats bobbed against their moorings. After ensuring his pack was securely fastened around his waist, he climbed into one, and lashed the torch to the prow. He cast off, and took up the paddle. The river bore the craft along at a tremendous rate and it needed all his skill an attention to save the craft from dashing against the rocks. He’d heard about the fabled river of Mimir, but this was not the tranquil stream of his imagination. The walls still reflected a phosphorescent glow.Vidarh noticed several gigantic, human-like statueson the banks as he passed, but had no time t contemplate or admire them. Rounding a bend, he came upon a wall of water ahead, cascading from the roof in a fury of white froth. The torrent boiled and raced. He gritted his teeth as he headed into the maelstrom. There was no way he could control the boat’s frantic motions as it heaved and bucked like an unbroken colt. He threw down the paddle, gripped the sides of the vessel, and sent a desperate message through the ether. Tamarith, I’m in trouble. Please—send me images of your location, quickly. I need to know what it looks like where you are.

The raging current tossed the boat around with relentless fury. All Vidarh’s attention focussed on maintaining contact with Tamarith, and even his finely-tuned powers could not prevent the craft from capsizing. Gasping as he hit the icy flood, he struck out with his arms in desperation, and tried to keep the watery demons from pulling him under.

Tamarith!

NEW BEGINNINGS

Oh dear, it's a long time since I updated my Blog - so much for New Year Resolutions. Anyway, the dreaded cold lurgy seems to have subsided and I'm feeling much more like my old self now. I'm starting work on my new story for 'The Song Of The Muses'. She's off on new adventures and will be bringing two love lorn souls together! Thinking of that made me think of new beginnings.

Soon the first snowdrops will be pushing their way up out of the cold earth, to brighten our days and promise us that spring is on its way. A new season will soon be here. The snowdrop is one of my favourite flowers. It is so sweet and simple, so small and delicate; yet it defies the snow and chill of The first few months of the year to stand, meekly hanging its pure and pretty head. But there is a strength about it, despite its humility, as it withstands the chill winds and the frost, leading the way for the other spring flowers to follow. There is a lovely legend about the snowdrop, which in some parts is known as 'Eve's tears'. The legend says that when Adam and Eve were cast out of The Garden, Eve wept, and as her tears fell to the earth, they turned into a delicate white flower, which is now the first to appear in the springtime, a promise of the summer to come.

Tuesday saw another new beginning as a new President of the United States of America was sworn in. I watched on television as did millions of people all around the world. President Obama is not only the most powerful figure in the United States, but in the world. He made reference to this in his speech and gave every indication that this is the dawn of a new era. A new year, a new American President,

New Beginnings.

Sorry I haven't been around very much lately folks. I had a wonderful time in Wales over the New Year but came back with a rotten dose of cold. Coughing and sneezing and feeliang sorry for myself now. I found the above picture - it has nothing to do with anything really, but my love of horses, and the fact that these do look a bit like my Harry and T'pau.

I'm Guest Blogging at Writers and Readers of Distinctive Fiction today. I'm talking a little bit about research, which sounds a bit 'dry' but is something I actually find very enjoyable.
If you'd like to pop along you can read it HERE
(I'm the second entry down).
I hope 2009 is starting out well for you. Here's a picture of snow clad Wales, and the countryside
where I used to live.