To Catch A Marlin Takes a 3rd Place Tie!

Just a short and sweet announcement to say that TO CATCH A MARLIN has taken a 3rd place tie in the You Gotta Read Reviews Cover Art Contest! Woo hoo.

I get a shiny little badge to show off now...check it out!

Cheers and thanks to all who have voted!! 

SFFSat - July 27

Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday (SFFSat) is a place where a bunch of us post snippets from our written works and also shoot the breeze a little. And before I get ahead of myself, thanks and appreciation as always to those who stop by and leave fantastic comments.

So, where were we last time?
Our heroine and her bumbling partner, Mason, have run out of the bridge of the old ship (and yes, I've decided to make it a ship-ship) and are en route to their drop ship...

A little preamble for those who don't know: Two characters on an old ship that looked like it originated from the 1960s. They discover a creature that looks suspiciously like a dinosaur, but more like a dragon...they scramble.
You can catch the previous ones:
Part 1: here.
Part 2: here.
Part 3: here.
Part 4: here.
Part 5: here.

And now for this week...after diving for cover, our heroine has but a brief moment to survey the threat...

Our legs propelled us down the same route we took as we boarded the vessel, and straight to the waiting drop ship on the deck. The sooner we got off the ancient tanker and blew it out of the water, the better. Dragon-dinosaur and everything!

In the back of my mind, I cursed our employer. Sometimes, I little heads up would be nice. Science vessel, my eyeball! It was a freaking freak house. How else would one explain an old 1960s ship, the maritime kind, materializing out of nowhere like a ghost? The thing was close to 600 years old, and by all rights, it should’ve crumbled up into fine rust particles or sunk to the bottom of the ocean—freak show creature and all.

(PS: I'm taking another break for August. It's that time of the year when holidays are needed to ensure sanity is maintained. See ya all again in September!!)

If you are interested in participating in next weeks SFFSat, just click HERE, and follow the rules. Sign up is open every Wednesday - and if you're on Twitter, use the #SFFSat hashtag.

Cheers!

Cover Art Contest - To Catch A Marlin

You Gotta Read Reviews has accepted the cover art for To Catch A Marlin for its July Cover Art Contest. Voting begins NOW and until July 27.

So if you wanna help Jax Marlin catch the winning spot, scroll down to the No. 5 entry and click the tab to vote!
Here's the link: http://yougottaread.com/vote-now-for-the-july-2013-cover-contest/

Thanks in advance to all those who have already voted. And spread the word!!

Cheers!

SFFSat - July 20

Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday (SFFSat) is a place where a bunch of us post snippets from our written works and also shoot the breeze a little. And before I get ahead of myself, thanks and appreciation as always to those who stop by and leave fantastic comments.

This week, things are a little different. We've been asked to do a snippet using a word prompt (still keeping to the 10 sentences, of course). 

The word prompt is SUN.  For the snippet, I thought to share with you the beginnings of a brand new Jax Marlin novella. For those who don't know, Jax is a particular favourite of mine. I mean, who doesn't love a sexy vigilante who gets up to no good, right?

The overhead incandescent light beamed down in the small cubicle, heating her head like an unrelenting sun.

Bugger this.

Jax Marlin tipped her head left and right, inspecting the blossoming bruises forming on her cheek and jawline. It had been a while since she’d gotten herself hammered in a fistfight. But that security bot had been particularly crafty. It seemed someone had gone to the exacting trouble of uploading it with several new fight moves. Jax made a mental note to make sure she upgraded herself. She would not be caught unawares again—ever.

With a final glance at her reflection, Jax gave herself a wink and left the small confines of the orbiter shuttle’s lavatory.

If you are interested in participating in next weeks SFFSat, just click HERE, and follow the rules. Sign up is open every Wednesday - and if you're on Twitter, use the #SFFSat hashtag.

Cheers!

SFFSat - July 13

Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday (SFFSat) is a place where a bunch of us post snippets from our written works and also shoot the breeze a little. And before I get ahead of myself, thanks and appreciation as always to those who stop by and leave fantastic comments.

So, where were we?
Oh, yes. Last week, our heroine and her bumbling partner, Mason, discovered the creature chasing them was not a dinosaur, but a dragon! Today, we have them running helter skelter for cover...

A little preamble for those who don't know: Two characters on an old 'ship' (undecided if to make it a space ship or a ship-ship) that looked like it originated from the 1960s. One sees a 'dinosaur', almost poops his pants, then both characters make a run for it...
You can catch the previous ones:
Part 1: here.
Part 2: here.
Part 3: here.
Part 4: here.

And now for this week...after diving for cover, our heroine has but a brief moment to survey the threat...

I yanked Mason and scrambled to safety. We careened around the consoles on the bridge, and dived behind a solid-looking counter, hot lashes slapped against our backs. As we tumbled along the floor, tucking as much of our bodies as we could behind the counter, a rush of smoke and flames blasted by. The stench of sulfur and something pretty close to rot assaulted our senses.

From next to me, Mason screamed. He had his hands clenched around his ears and his inability to move was my motivation to surge to my feet, dragging him with me as best I could. I yelled out his name, ordering him to move. He responded like a robot, with fear making his eyes goggle and his mouth curve downward. We ran out of the bridge to the sound of the beast in pursuit, its huge body slammed clumsily around the room to a cacophony of noise.

If you are interested in participating in next weeks SFFSat, just click HERE, and follow the rules. Sign up is open every Wednesday - and if you're on Twitter, use the #SFFSat hashtag.

Cheers!

SFFSart - July 06

Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday (SFFSat) is a place where a bunch of us post snippets from our written works and also shoot the breeze a little. And before I get ahead of myself, thanks and appreciation as always to those who stop by and leave fantastic comments.

Still torturing you my pantsing rambles...and still untitled.
A little preamble for those who don't know: Two characters on an old 'ship' (undecided if to make it a space ship or a ship-ship) that looked like it originated from the 1960s. One sees a 'dinosaur', almost poops his pants, then both characters make a run for it...
You can catch the previous ones:
Part 1: here.
Part 2: here.
Part 3: here.

And now for this week...after diving for cover, our heroine has but a brief moment to survey the threat...

T-Rex-spinosaurus-carnotaurus...

Why was I spewing out grade school science stuff?

It reared back its head, as if to chomp down on us. It inhaled instead, its mouth cracked open wider and sucked in a phlegmy rasp.

So many teeth!

“We should…we should run. Now!” I jabbed my elbow into Mason, scuttling backwards with my eyes riveted to the creature.

It brought its head down and on an ear-shattering roar, a blast of fire spewed from its mouth.

“Dragon!”

If you are interested in participating in next weeks SFFSat, just click HERE, and follow the rules. Sign up is open every Wednesday - and if you're on Twitter, use the #SFFSat hashtag.

Cheers!