Quite the Life (and all in Times New Roman 10pt!)
The kind folks at BizCatalyst360 just published my Three Lessons on Responsibility, about recognizing and understanding what is yours to do versus yours to ignore, and how doing so can change your life..
Enjoy!
Cisily Thorne lay naked on her stomach on a white and black checkerboard beach towel. The S/V Lady Eglesia‘s Volvo Penta IPS gently thrummed as the seventy-five foot power sail’s thrusters adjusted its position over its Boston Harbor anchorage. The low vibration transported Thorne back home; one or two elders clapping, others singing, and a didgeridoo throbbing in the background.
She missed being washed in the didgeridoo’s sound, of feeling the Old Ones take semi-human shape and walk towards the fire.
But that was thirty-five years and half a world away.
Today she let the sun warm her back and stretched out until her fingertips and toes touched the Lady Eglesia‘s teak foc’sle deck. Her left hand brushed past her mobile and she shoved it so hard it skidded to the fore-railing before banging to a stop.
She seldom took time off and when she did, it was understood – Nobody Bothers The Queen Bitch.
Cisily chuckled.
The Lady Eglesia served as her vacation while at work. A short dinghy ride from dock to boat and she could strip of her work clothes, close her eyes and be back home.
Her mind’s eye saw the brilliant magenta shield of Hamersley Range. She swam in pools of still, clear water, listening to the birdcalls of tiny white corella and pink galahs flying overhead. At night she would power out into deep water where the city lights grew dim. She’d shut down the Eglesia‘s running lights, lie on her back and watch the stars, so different from her northern Australia home, and remember the stories of the Panyjima, Yinhawangka, and Kurrama ancestors.
A passing launch tooted its horn. Thorne rolled sideways on the towel and waved, her movement revealing her milk chocolate breasts capped by their dark chocolate aureola. Boys lined the launch’s deck and applauded. She smiled, shook her head and lay back down. Both men and women still appreciated her late forties body. Long legged, full hipped, narrow waisted, and with just enough breast to keep a partner satisfied without getting in the way. Her skin glistened without needing oils or balms or ointments. A child of biracial birth, she grew up desired and hated, a dark skinned lubra in a white goddess’s body. People assumed she was the child of rape, their bigoted understandings incapable of recognizing her black father and white mother cherishing her and each other.
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Previous entries in The Alibi (A John Chance Mystery):
I wrote a few weeks back about a flirting Tom in OOh OOh Ain’t I Pretty?.
That fellow’s at it again…and with much the same results.
Watching mating behaviors amuses me greatly.
Sometimes I even watch The Wild‘s mating behaviors.
Nowhere near as amusing as Two-Legs’ behaviors, though…
The rest of this post is Empty Sky teaser material.
(nice when people are upfront about such things, isn’t it?
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“If you like inspiring, fantastic, elaborate stories, this is your novel. Rich in detail, beautifully written, whether it is from the point of view of a dog or the moon, the reader can identify with all of them. A real mind movie treat.”
“Let go of expectations because this book is trippy and multi-dimensional. The plot works well as a murder mystery or a detective story, or a fantasy/mythology/SF fusion. As well as insightful psychology, it entangles computer science, AI, and quantum physics. So, it has no boundaries but does have lots of suspense, a truly psychopathic villain, and what I felt was a satisfying conclusion. Carrabis books are not for the faint of heart or lazy readers.”
“This was an incredibly engaging, truly unique read. The story is a mix of sci-fi and urban fantasy with strong mystery and thriller elements and even a touch of horror. It’s got some very technical scientific elements too (and I learned several new terms), and wonderful philosophical questions and considerations with timely messages about despair and hope and dreams. There’s some heartbreak in the story, and plenty of wonder. The descriptions that set the scenes are often full of beautiful imagery, approaching the poetic.”
“A masterfully built world where sci-fi and fantasy fans can feel right at home with an engaging marriage of folklore and computer science. Yet, at its core, making up the immovable bedrock of an already solid foundation is a thought-provoking villain. Faint-hearted readers beware. A nightmare dwells within these pages and its presence is felt from beginning to end. Whether you are into thrillers, mysteries, or haunting tales, you’ll find a little of all three here and the details hidden within the narrative are just icing on the cake. Empty Sky ages like a fine wine and must be re-read to fully appreciate the flavor.”
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I mentioned Rob and John Carter and I chatting on their MEET THE AUTHOR show in previous blog posts.
This is the final post in a series of thirteen snippets taken from the full interview video. You can also listen to the interview via podcast
Today’s snippet deals with my joy in meeting people, learning about them, discovering their likes and dislikes, and – I hope – making friends.
Enjoy!
PS) Please contact me if you’d like me to take part in an author event, do a signing, share about my experiences, et cetera.
Always happy to do so.
(and thanks)