I’m a firm believer in the power of the anticlimax to shock a reader towards the end of the story. I remember the first time I saw Alien and Ripley has escaped in the shuttle. I relaxed as she got prepared to put herself and the cat into stasis, stretching out my legs under the seat in front of me, assured that she was safe.I was just waiting for the credits to roll when in a flash of light I see the Alien, in the shuttle with her. I jumped about three feet into the air which would have been fine if my legs hadn’t only had six inches clearance. Corking my knees on the seat in front I laughed in pain while the gasps from others told me no one was prepared for it.
So sometimes it’s good to have a little anticlimax before the shock finish.
A few things to say today but I’ll probably break it into a couple of posts.
Firstly, I’m fiddling with cover designs. Here’s the latest.
Secondly, from now on all my posts, Facebook and Twitter updates will have a number at the end. This will be the current word count on Book Two of the Kasdtien Cycle series. (Book one still available free on Amazon and Smashwords.) This way it will give a running tally of its progress and me a goad to keep going.
Thanks to everyone who has downloaded the first book, it’s encouraging to watch the downloads counter going up and see it in the Top one hundred Contemporary Fantasy on Amazon.
My next post could be a bit political, as I’ve been watching a Michael Moore film, Capitalism. A Love Story.
Talk to you soon,
The world of the Kasdtien Cycle is rich and complex. Quell is a world, made to mirror five others, so the legend goes. Made as a barrier between the Ty and the rest of the sentient races.
On this world is a reflection of every human, elf, dwarf, and troll. They defend a gateway between the worlds, seeing to it that no ty should ever gain access to it.
Until now, they have managed to resist the Ty’s attempts to invade the continent of Tarnak, mostly due to its geographical features, such as the Dragon’s Spine mountain range and the reef known as the Sea of Blades. They maintain one outpost, the fortress of Ty-Cait. It is here that the Immortal Darkness himself, the Ty-Cahn, takes residence at times of war.
The defence of Tarnak is controlled by the Council of Minds, a sort of parliament of elders representing the various races. They meet together at the Circulate, an amphitheater in the city of Allholm.
The city is carved from five mountains by the giants, who are now long gone. The streets and buildings were sculpted by the Dwarves from the stone of the mountains’ heart. The best time to arrive at Allholm is during the Allmoons festival, when all five of Quell’s satellites are in the sky.
Allholme stands between the Dragon’s Mouth and Jarod’s Door, the vast plains patrolled by the elite Noin, a race of human women who’s martial skills are well respected by all.
Lying between Allholm and the Dragon’s Teeth is Haemofeld, the Fields of Blood, the traditional battleground on which the Ty have met defeat. Now they have a new weapon, knowledge, and the defenders of Allholm are not prepared.
Now I should give you a few units of measure you might have to get used to.
A sedia is a measure of length, roughly fifteen kilometres. Time is divided into Suns and Darks, for days and nights. Seasons divide the year and a year is called a cycle. I hope that hasn’t confused you.
English is spoke in most places in Tarnack, though it is called Onetongue. It is the diplomatic language of all those that oppose the Ty. Introduced two hundred years before by the Immortal Garodine. Now an immortal is called a Kasdtien, a combination of elvish words for Parallel and Without. To become Kasdtien you must kill your Parallel whilst in physical contact with them. Don’t ask me, that’s just how it works. A Kasdtien will continue to grow older until the point of death, at which time they will regenerate to their state of being when they killed there parallel. So if you’re thinking of killing your doppelganger make sure you’re in good shape first.
Garodine is of course a Kasdtien as are the Ty-Cahn and the healer empath Eitsrik.
All Kasdtien have Elaes; the elvish word for psychic abilities. There are seven branches of Psi talent, each with an elvish name.Telepathy is called Teelae.
Translocation or the ability to teleport is called Dokelae.
Psychic Co-ercion and illusion is called Eolaelae. (Moving along)
Precognition is Soelae, Pyrokenesis is Fierelae, Telekenesis is Troelae, Empathy and healing is Hoelae. It is rare for anyone to have these abilities. The Kasdtien, the Council of Minds and the Fasdtelae are the only known examples.
Well that’s the main things I guess. If you would like anymore questions answered just ask in the comments. Oh, and if you do run into your Parallel whilst of Quell, run. Remember that there are worse things than death.
Parallel Book One of the Ksdtien Cycle available free from Amazon and Smashwords.
RIP Queensland Premier’s Literary Awards.
It’s old news in many ways but an old left leaning writer like me can only keep his mouth shut for so long in the face of such bloody mindedness. To explain, the Queensland Premier’s Literary Awards was axed a few month’s ago by Can Do New Man as part of his wide ranging policy to stop spending anything on anything. When he has collected all the money, he will then use the money to justify the sudden spike in the unemployment rate.
However, the comparisons drawn in this article makes me think that the distinct differences in opinion boils down to what you think is important. Last election we voted for this man, and wrote him a ticket saying “Do what you bloody well like. Make everything better than pretty bloody good..” (well I didn’t vote for him because I hate to see a landslide.,)
The upshot is that he can drive this state anyway he likes, but the things that make us like a leader are some of the things he is taking away. Uncertainty of jobs across the public service, rumours of cut’s to vital services like breast screening and the withdrawl of support from the arts community are all signs of a leader who sees only the numbers, and not the people. This is what happens whenever we give all the keys to one man. It is the danger of personality politics.
Can Do has become Will Do and what he will do is whatever he bloody well likes.
When a Leader loses his imagination, his cities will lose their souls.