Weekend Writing Warriors #15 – Revenant (Part 54)

Sunday once more and today (as usual) we have another 8 sentences from Revenant, a science fiction post apocalyptic zombie story. This snippet follows on immediately after last week. If you want to refresh your memory about what’s happened you can simply follow this link.


    He drilled two belaying pins into the floor about a foot in front of the door and tested them both for purchase. “Okay,” he said once he was satisfied. “There should be a carabiner in your pouch. Take it out.”
    “A what?”
    He fished around the pouch at his belt and took out a light weight metal loop with a spring loaded clasp on one side. “One of these.”
    Ryan nodded when Kassandra retrieved hers.
    “Now clip it onto that plate in the centre of your chest,” he instructed, tapping her armour to indicate where he meant.


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Weekend Writing Warriors #14 – Revenant (Part 53)

Today is Mother’s Day in Australia so let me wish all you mums out there a Happy Mother’s Day. But that’s now why we’re here… it’s Sunday and that means another 8 sentences from Revenant. This snippet follows on immediately after last week. If you want to refresh your memory about what’s happened you can simply follow this link.


    Too bad they didn’t have time.
    “Stairs or shaft?” he said. Clicking his fingers in front of Kassandra’s face to get her attention.
    “What?” she replied absently, her eyes fixed on the four charred bodies.
    “Do we take the stairs or the shaft?”
    “The shaft. Definitely the shaft.”
    Ryan nodded and set to work.


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Review: Heirs of the Blade

This post will include my review of the book Heirs of the Blade by Adrian Tchaikovsky. The seventh book in the Shadows of the Apt Series, and was released in October 2011. The text below is taken from the blurb on the back of the book.

She remembered how it felt to lose Salma, first to the wiles of the Butterfly-kinden girl, then to hear the news of his death, abandoned and alone in the midst of the enemy.
She remembered how it felt to see her father hacked to death before her eyes.
But of her murder of Achaeos, of the bite of her blade into his unsuspecting flesh, the wound that had sapped him and ruined him until he died, she remembered nothing, felt nothing. In such a vacuum, how could she possibly atone?
Tynisa is running, but she cannot escape the demons of her own mind. Amidst the fragmenting provinces of the Dragonfly Commonweal her past will at last catch up with her. Her father’s ghost is hunting her down.
At the same time, the Wasp Empress, Seda, is on the move, her eyes on the city of Khanaphes, the fallen jewel of the ancient world. Whilst her soldiers seek only conquest, she sees herself as the heir to all the old powers of history, and has her eyes on a far greater prize.

What a contrast. In my review for the previous book The Sea Watch I said that it felt rushed and tried to tell too big a story in just one book. Well this book is completely different. Heirs of the Blade is just beautiful in the way it tells the story. The characters, the language, the action, the settings, all of it is just fantastic. This is easily my favourite book of the series and it is book seven.
The story is set largely in the Commonweal, which has certainly featured in previous books but has never served as the main location for the story, and tells the story of Tynisa (one of my favourite characters) as she battles with the demons (or should I say ghosts) of her past.
It was quite a melancholy tale really, with emotional yet tragic outcomes throughout. I really thought that her descent into darkness was handled well as was Che’s acceptance of her new found responsibilities as she sought to help her foster sister. In the end nobody wins per se but that type of outcome was very fitting for the story being told. Put simply I loved it and am looking forward to my next visit to the world of the insect kinden.

Weekend Writing Warriors #13 – Revenant (Part 52)

The last two weekends I was transported back to the late 90′s with my internet access limited to dial up speeds. Sadly all the sites I visit weren’t similarly shunted back to those simpler times and as a result accessing anything on the web became an exercise in frustration. I was therefore unable to properly do my rounds and post comments… that issue has been fixed and I can once more participate fully in the Weekend Writing Warrior community.

I give you yet another 8 sentences from Revenant, and once again, this snippet follows on immediately after last week. If you want to refresh your memory about what’s happened you can simply follow this link.


    Ryan squeezed the trigger a third time, finally dropping the approaching husk once and for all, before turning his attention to the other three. He settled himself, taking a moment to adjust to being planetside again, then let out a breath and fired, moving the gun smoothly between targets.
    Each shot struck home. The oncoming creatures’ heads disappearing in a flash of superheated plasma.
    Beside him, Kassandra stood rigid, jaw clenched, her face a mix of terror and disgust. Ryan certainly knew that look. It was one thing to imagine the husks in the abstract, and quite something else to see them for real. Kassandra might be strong, but this was something she’d need to work through on her own.


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Thursday Threads: HM Happiness

It’s been a while but I managed to crack an honourable mention for a flash fiction piece written for Siobahn’s Thursday Threads competition. You can check it out at at http://siobhanmuir.blogspot.com.au. Your piece needs to include a specific phrase, which changes from week to week, and must be between 100 and 250 words.

This week I was lucky enough receive an Honourable Mention and I wanted to share my achievement with you all.

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Weekend Writing Warriors #12 – Revenant (Part 51)

April is almost behind us for another year, and here in OZ the weather begins to turn colder. Thankfully we’ve been blessed with a few mild days of late to help us make the transition to winter. Today I give you 8 more sentences from Revenant. As usual with this story, this snippet follows on immediately after last week. If you want to refresh your memory about what’s happened you can simply follow this link.


    “That’s because it is easy.”
    Kassadra took a step forward and peered into the darkened lift well. “I’m not convinced.”
    Movement in the corner of his eye caught Ryan’s attention and he spun around to face the threat.
    “Get down!” he said and fired twice. The first shot missed, hitting a wall behind the fast approaching husk. The second struck it high in the chest, vaporizing the creature’s left arm and part of its jaw.
    Still it kept coming, and behind that lurched three more.


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Review: The Book of Transformations

This post will include my review of the book The Book of Transformations by Mark Charan Newton. The third book in the Legends of the Red Sun series, released in July 2012.

The text below is taken from the blurb on the back of the book.


A new and corrupt Emperor seeks to rebuild the ancient structures of Villjamur to give the people of the city hope in the face of great upheaval and an oppressing ice age. But when a stranger called Shalev arrives, empowering a militant underground movement, crime and terror becomes rampant.

The Inquisition is always one step behind, and military resources are spread thinly across the Empire. So Emperor Urtica calls upon cultists to help construct a group to eliminate those involved with the uprising, and calm the populace. But there’s more to The Villjamur Knights than just phenomenal skills and abilities – each have a secret that, if exposed, could destroy everything they represent. Investigator Fulcrom of the Villjamur Inquisition is given the unenviable task of managing the Knights’, but his own skills are tested when a mysterious priest, who has travelled from beyond the fringes of the Empire, seeks his help. The priest’s existence threatens the church, and his quest promises to unweave the fabric of the world.

And in a distant corner of the Empire, the enigmatic cultist Dartun Súr steps back into this world, having witnessed horrors beyond his imagination. Broken, altered, he and the remnants of his cultist order are heading back to Villjamur. All eyes turn to the Sanctuary City, for Villjamur’s ancient legends are about to be shattered…

This series is dark fantasy, and this book is no exception, in fact I think this is actually the darkest of the books so far. Villjamur is a cold, bleak, place with the new Emperor Urtica on the verge of losing everything he finagled his way into. All the bribes, murders, and politicking could come to naught given the threat that faces the ancient city.

Enter the Villjamur Knights.

In keeping with the Emperor’s methods are three individuals who are blackmailed into accepting transformations that will give them powers; strength, speed, even the ability to fly. They are tasked with protecting the people of the city. But the question is who should they protect them from? The corrupt emperor, or the so called anarchist, Shalev who is giving the poor people of Caveside (a region of the city) a better life than they ever thought possible.

Add to this mix, a priest on a mission to bring Frater Mercury back from his extra-dimensional exile (every time I read that name I pictured Freddie Mercury – I wonder if perhaps the name is in fact an homage to that legendary vocalist) to help save the world from invasion. Plus the modified cultist Dartun who is cutting a swath of destructions to reach the city for some clearly nefarious purpose.

This book has rather a lot going on. From a trans-gender main character, politics that blurs the line of right and wrong, technology, magic, action, and the bleakness created by the coming ice age. I think that the author did a great job of keeping all the balls in the air.

There is no classic battle between good and evil here. I like to think of this book as depicting a battle between good and legal. On the one hand Shalev has been helping a good many people lead a better life, but she is using violence and death to achieve her ends. On the other is the Emperor who while being the legal ruler of the city is as self centred and corrupt as they come – yet he has the right of law on his side.

In an environment like that there can be no clear winners and in fact by the end this book I found myself thinking how in the hell is humanity going to survive what is happening.

A dark book, with a dark ending, but certainly captivating enough to make me eagerly anticipate book four.

Weekend Writing Warriors #11 – Revenant (Part 50)

Another week another 8 sentences from Revenant. As before, this snippet follows on immediately after last week. If you want to refresh your memory about what’s happened you can simply follow this link.


    “Too risky. You said it yourself, there are husks in here and a stairwell is a god awful place to have to fight.”
    Kassandra motioned toward the gaping hole behind him. “So instead you want us to go down there?”
    “That’s right. We anchor a line and drop right past any trouble. We’ll be standing outside the vault in no time.”
    “Gee, you make it sound so easy.”


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Weekend Writing Warriors #10 – Revenant (Part 49)

Hello fellow weekenders. Sunday is here again and that means another 8 sentences of Revenant. As before, this snippet follows on immediately after last week. If you want to refresh your memory about what’s happened you can simply follow this link.


    Ryan nodded, his eyes scanning the foyer one more time before he stepped into the expanse of light. “Stay close.”
    They moved swiftly across the seemingly deserted space to an elevator lobby twenty metres away. When they reached the door Ryan lowered his gun and removed a small breaching pod from the pouch at his waist. He jammed the wedge shaped device into the seam of the doors and pressed the button. There was a brief high-pitched squeal followed by a whoosh as the heavy metal doors were forced apart by opposing gravitational fields.
    “Do you want to go first?” he said, inclining his head toward the exposed elevator shaft.
    Kassandra swallowed. “Can’t we just take the stairs?”


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Weekend Writing Warriors #9 – Revenant (Part 48)

Hello there weekenders, another Sunday is upon us and once again I will be continuing with Revenant. As before, this snippet follows on immediately after last week. If you want to refresh your memory about what’s happened you can simply follow this link.


    The building’s main doors caught his eye and, activating the visor’s zoom feature, Ryan focused in on them. A chain had been wrapped tightly through the handles to keep the doors from opening. Looking closer, he saw signs of violence on the doors and adjacent windows. This building had definitely been swarmed, but years ago judging by the piles of leaves against the glass.
    “What’re you looking at?” Kassandra said.
    “The door’s been secured with a chain,” he pointed out. “That means people must have taken refuge in here, and where once were people… ”
    “Now there are husks.”


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