Camp NaNoWriMo April 2017


It’s almost time for Camp NaNoWriMo for April 2017. I’m ready to get started. I still have five novels to finish editing and packaging as ebooks, but they have covers. I’ll just have to edit them while I’m drafting two new novels in April.

The new novels don’t have covers yet. The notes are very few at the moment, but I will get to them shortly. I’ve decided to write about 90,000 words between both novels. I know I can get it done.

The novels are This Strange, Wild Land and Praying for Death. They are both in my Colonies of Earth series.

This Strange, Wild Land features a kidnapped woman who is forced into becoming a bride and then turns around and releases the fire nymphs on Mercury.

Praying for Death features a heroine who is trying to escape the abuse from her parents and rebuild her life. She travels from Saturn to Titan hoping she is far enough away from them.

And to top things off, I’ll be spending time in Fiction Cove, a world in Kitely created by my friend, Arton Tripsa. I know she won’t mind as she created this world as a writer’s retreat. I probably won’t be the only one using it for Camp NaNoWriMo.

With views like this to look at, I think I’m ready to start the camp and draft two new novels.

Do I feel inspired yet?

Meditation on the latest story or two…

Must stretch and remember to exercise or else my muscles will become stiff after all the writing I’ll be doing…

The beach for after the writing is done for the day.

An Excerpt from The Guardians Series Book 2: The Sorceress and the Prince


(Natali is a condemned witch and an elf. Molly is a dragon. The knight is a random elf.)

As Natali was gathering supplies, Molly was napping and a young knight rode up to the castle on horseback. When he approached the dragon, he surveyed the castle and saw a fair damsel through the windows.

He jabbed Molly with his jousting pole and said, “Wake up, you fiend.”

Molly stretched and yawned before rising to her full height. “What do you want?”

“To free the fair damsel in this castle. Prepare to fight.”

“Oh, you think I’m keeping her here?”

“Well, of course you are and she’s still a virgin.”

“I can’t vouch for her virginity, but I can tell you that she and I will be leaving this castle as soon as she comes out.”

The young knight lowered his pole. “What?” His horse stepped backwards
from the dragon. “You can’t be serious.”

“Oh, yes I am. That fair damsel and I are friends. Ah, here she comes now.”

Natali walked out of the castle with her bag and sword. She looked at Molly and then at the knight.

“Fair damsel, I have come to save you from this dragon!”

Natali raised her eyebrows. “What?”

“I will slay this dragon and then enjoy you all to myself. I’ll be your first, young virgin.”

Natali cringed and drew her sword. “I see you have a death wish.”

The knight started to raise his pole to Molly. Then Natali jumped in front of the dragon with her raised sword pointing at the knight.

“Disarm yourself or I will have to kill you.”

“What? You can’t be serious. No woman knows how to fight around here.”

“I do. My father taught me. I have already killed one idiot who thought he could have his way with me. So, you can be the next idiot dead, if you so choose.”


Molly chuckled and smoke came out of her nostrils. The knight started shaking as the horse turned and ran off with him on its back. The dragon laughed even louder. Natali put her sword away and went to pick up the bag. She put it on her back.

“I’m not surprised your father taught you how to use a sword.”

“I enjoyed learning, but I never thought I would have to defend myself.” The young elf sighed. “At least I know how when the occasion demands it.”

“Yes, you are quite good at it. Perhaps it’s time for us to go.”

Some centaurs were near the edge of the forest and they noticed an elf climbing onto a dragon. They saw the dragon fly off. As they watched, they made notes and sent the information to the other Guardians, especially to Faedin. It wasn’t long after that Lex, an air nymph, followed the dragon with an elf rider to see where they would go.

It was a good stroke of luck for the Guardians. They figured it had to be Nathalie Philosophie/Natali Nu and Molly Mayhem. For now, they just wanted to see where they were headed. Then they could get Faedin to meet them. It would take time, but at least they could keep the white clothed men from catching them now.

My 13th Published Book



Today, I have published my 13th book. It must be a turning point in my career. It’s a collection of poems I wrote because I was inspired by Venice, Italy. It certainly is one of the most beautiful and strangest cities in the world. There are days when I miss the city, unlike I have ever missed any place before in my life.

It’s currently available as an ebook at

Which is Your Favorite Book Series?


Where’s Salvatore?


No one knew how Ziggy, a ginger tabby cat, got around. But many knew that he traveled far and wide. When he was done with his adventures, he would go home to his boy, Salvatore Ritondo. His boy was good to him. Provided the cat with lots of dry food, cat toys, treats, and of course love.

But Salvatore was a librarian. He worked hard during the week to help educate people. He encouraged them to read and write. Soon he was so busy he forgot to check in on his friends. Alex Zoltai, Arton Tripsa, and Silver Moon Unicorn kept waiting for him to show up. Weeks went by without any sign of Salvatore. Then months started to pass.

Arton couldn’t stand it anymore. She spied Ziggy by himself exploring The State of Writing, one of her worlds. “Ziggy, welcome. How are going?”


“Good, good. It’s good to see you. I have some cat treats for you.”


“This way, Ziggy.” Arton led Ziggy into the Muse Center where she wasted no time in finding the cat treats.

Soon the cat was content and purring loudly. He laid down on some pillows and went to sleep. Arton smiled at him. She knew if she could entice Ziggy to stay, that Salvatore would soon follow. An idea came to her. She smiled at the sleeping cat.

Silver Moon stopped in The State of Writing. She knew she would have a long day before her, but she was hoping to gather some inspiration and organize her thoughts before she began her work for the today. She wandered around the world and from time to time, she checked her tablet to see if anyone else was in world.

She found there were two people other than herself in The State of Writing. She walked towards them. She found them inside the Muse Center. “Hello!”

“Oh, hello, Silver Moon. How are you going?”

“I’m alive. How are you?”


“Oh, Ziggy is here!”

Ziggy yawned and stretched. “Meow.”

Silver Moon walked over to the cat and petted him. “It’s been too long, Ziggy. It’s good to see you again.”

“Meow.” He purred.

“I hope this means your boy will be coming around soon.” Silver Moon continued to pet the ginger tabby.

“Actually I was planning to send Salvatore a tuft from Ziggy’s tail for ransom.”

“Oh! Okay.” Silver Moon looked at Arton. “That’s one way to get Salvatore to come visit. She used her tablet to track down the blue guy. Her tablet was certainly coming in handy. Not only could she track down the entirely blue guy, Salvatore, but she could also find ways to get to him quickly. “I’ll be back, Ziggy and Arton.”


“See you later.”

He was pulling into the driveway when she ran up to his house. “Salvatore!”

“Silver Moon! This is a surprise.”

“Where have you been? You’ve been neglecting your friends again!”

He laughed. “I love it when you yell at me.”

“Arton has Ziggy in The Sate of Writing and she’s holding him for ransom.”

“Ransom for Zigman?”

“Yes! You’ve got to go back and visit us for a while. You shouldn’t neglect your friends.”

“Alright, but how are we going to get there now?”

She held up her tablet. She made some notes as he approached her. She didn’t give him any warning and just grabbed his arm. Soon they were floating upward in the sky.

“Well, this is certainly a nice view.”

She said nothing and she held onto her tablet and Salvatore’s arm. Then they were approaching a plane.

“Sena! Emily! Let us in! Please!” shouted Silver Moon.

The back door of a plane opened and there stood Emily and Sena. They grabbed Silver Moon and Salvatore and strapped them into a couple of seats. Then the duo shut the back door.

Emily smiled. “I trust you two will enjoy your trip.”

Silver Moon nodded.

Sena spoke up, “We are currently on our way to The State of Writing. Alex will land the plane there.”

“Oh, good,” said Salvatore.

“We have bags in case you get sick…”

Silver Moon grimaced.

Alex landed the plan perfectly in the designated spot. Arton was standing close by with Ziggy.

“Hello, Arton and Ziggy.”



Sena and Emily opened the back door and let Silver Moon and Salvatore out. They walked around until they found Alex, Arton, and Ziggy.

“Guess who I found?”


“About time!”


Everyone laughed and exchanged pleasantries. They spent a few hours together discussing reading and writing with a happy cat who wasn’t harmed in any way.



I never expected
to ever find
a city with a
living soul.
So beautiful
and magical.
She takes me
by the hand
and tells me
it’s okay to be a
quite, shy introvert.
She insists
I have a home
She appears in
period costume.
I try to tell her
that I’m not Italian.
But she shakes her head.
She insists that
I belong here.
Here is where
she says
all my dreams
I know
her name is

Winged Lion


with wings
are pretty
they are
They guard
the strangest
on Earth.
much of its
Medieval roots.
Some people
dress in
period costumes
even when it isn’t
The Winged Lion
watches over all,
giving the city
a different
rhythm & feel
than other cities.