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{May 25, 2013}   Flash Fiction Friday

winged woman

This past Friday, I participated in a Flash Fiction Friday with the writing group I adore.  It’s technically an erotica group, but it’s all about the story, not ‘getting it on’.  The piece I created is a horror piece, and much darker in tone than anything I’ve written before.  I’ve decided to call it “Her”.  I hope you enjoy reading it.  ENZZOK was gracious enough to allow me to share the image here that promted the story.   “Metamorphia by ENZZOK

The link to all of our flash fiction is Behind Closed Doors and I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.  There’s a variety of fiction there, and it’s ALL fantastic.

HER

My angel, She sleeps, encased in a chrysalis of translucent skin pulsing with each beat of Her heart. Watching over Her for what feels an eternity while they laugh and mock my devotion. Their heresy will be repaid tenfold once She awakens and learns that only I was steadfast in my worship. Only I have kept Her chamber clear of dust and insects. Only I have protected Her in this delicate state, often with howls of rage and a gnashing of teeth, while the unbelievers attempted to enter, often stating that She’d never rise, that She was nothing, a product of a past that was no longer relevant. I have comforted myself and Her with the knowledge that soon, very soon they would see how very wrong they were.

I watch patiently as the pulsing increases, a staccato of brilliant light and sound filling the chamber. My own heart matches the beat and I feel faint with excitement and reverence. Ripping sounds reach my ears and in a burst of blood and viscous fluid, She stands before me, glorious and strong, veined wings fluttering madly to rid themselves of the gore left from Her rebirth. A clawed hand caresses my cheek, as She says “Thank you for your servitude.” As Her teeth tear into the flesh of my throat, I sigh in contentment as the knowledge that my blood and flesh shall nourish Her until She can leave the chamber to reclaim the world as it is Hers to rule.

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{May 23, 2013}   Double Rainbow

Double Rainbow

Recently, I’ve been dealing with storms, both personal and professional in nature. This morning, I was blessed enough to witness a double rainbow, something I’ve NEVER seen before personally. Luckily, my cell phone captured it, so I could share it with the world. Because when you see magnificant things, they should be viewed by all.

It’s not the best quality image (cell phones usually aren’t, unfortunately) but if you look to the right of the bright rainbow, you’ll see the fainter second one. Thanks for looking!



 

Release Day Blitz for the 5th and Final Book in The Pipe Woman Chronicles by Lynne Cantwell

Naomi Witherspoon lives in interesting times.  At the winter solstice, she was Seized by a Native American goddess to mediate a power-sharing agreement between all the pagan gods and goddesses and the Christian God.  Then, as her relationship with her new boyfriend Fissured, she Tapped a wellspring of strength – her Native American heritage.

Now, Gravid and due any day, she must conduct the mediation of her life.  Will she succeed?  Or will it all go up in smoke?

The answers to those questions, and more, can be found in Annealed, the final installment in the Pipe Woman Chronicles, an urban fantasy series by Lynne Cantwell.

It began at the winter solstice
And it ends
Now. 

PWC5 - Annealed

It’s zero hour…

Naomi has just two weeks to find a new home for Joseph’s grandfather. The old Ute shaman is fighting for his life against a mysterious injection of toxin he received at the hands of the Norse Trickster god Loki. If Naomi is to defeat Loki once and for all, she must learn what it is he seeks under the old man’s wickiup. 

She has just one week before she must mediate between the Earth’s pagan gods and goddesses and the Christian God. If her efforts fail, all of humankind will suffer the consequences.

And her baby is due any day.

In this, the fifth and final book of the Pipe Woman Chronicles, Naomi is in a race against the clock to balance the demands of her body, her family, and her friends – and she must do it while the whole world is watching.

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A taste of chapter 10: Jehovah sighed. “White Buffalo Calf Pipe Woman, I concede that much of what You have said here is true. Humanity wrestles still with its baser impulses, even as it reaches for the pinnacle of its potential. Math, the sciences, engineering. I never thought they would figure out fractal theory.” He chuckled. “I love My children dearly. Soon they will reach the stars. They are ever a surprise and a delight to Me.” Lynne Cantwell’s take on the excerpt: “Naomi has finally reached the Big Mediation — the one between the Christian God and all the pagan gods and goddesses that the whole series has been driving toward. In this scene, White Buffalo Calf Pipe Woman has just outlined all the ways humanity has trashed God’s Creation: ruining the environment, using Scripture as an excuse to treat other human races like animals, and so on. God acknowledges all of that. But it’s also clear that He takes great delight in what He has created — and He has a sense of humor, too.”

About the Author: Lynne Cantwell

Lynne CantwellLynne Cantwell has been writing fiction since the second grade, when the kid who sat in front of her showed her a book he had written, and she thought, “I could do that.” The result was Susie and the Talking Doll, a picture book, illustrated by the author, about a girl who owned a doll that not only could talk, but could carry on conversations. The book had dialogue but no paragraph breaks. Today, after a twenty-year career in broadcast journalism and a master’s degree in fiction writing from Johns Hopkins University (or perhaps despite the master’s degree), Lynne is still writing fantasy. In addition, she is a contributing author at Indies Unlimited and writes a monthly post for The Indie Exchange.

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