Mental Illness and Mental Health / The Third Age

Mental Illness in Athering

So today I’m taking a little bit of a detour from Character Snapshots in order to talk about Athering’s approach to mental illness. I’ll be using examples from the books (Bellica and The Jade Star of Athering), so spoilers ahead. Why? Well, it’s #BellLetsTalk day, and I like contributing to it on the blog. As it is also a Wednesday, I figured this would be a chance to talk about how Athering approaches mental illness. In a word? Badly. Let me elaborate.

Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday / The Third Age

SFFSat: A snippet from my current novel, Anala

Hey there! I haven’t participated in this in a while, for various reasons, but I decided it’s time I start again. Especially as I’m working on a new book and writing every day — I have lots to actually share. If you’re new to SFFSat, basically every Saturday a group of writers share sentences from one of their works on their blogs, and link to all their posts on the master blog. You can find links to other participating authors here — be sure to read them! There’s some great stuff to check out. Oh, and it’s science-fiction/fantasy —

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Character Snapshot: Yarrow, 4020

Welcome to Character Snapshots, the new series where I interview my characters at certain points in their lives. Today I’m interviewing Yarrow in 4020, after the events that take place in Bellica. Beware of spoilers! Name? Yarrow Achi deZameera Zarqon. Er. Queen Yarrow, I guess now. That’s tough to get used to. Age and birthday? 30 years old; Duema 2nd, 3990. If you want to give me a gift you will never go wrong with whiskey. Or porn. Puppies are nice too. Time of snapshot: What day is it? I don’t know. I’m tired. Sometime near the end of

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SFFSat: will Yarrow survive?

Welcome to Science-Fiction Fantasy Saturday! Here we have the final snippet of Yarrow’s fate on the slopes of Mt. Impri. Read snippet one here and snippet two here. The shape came closer, and she saw six legs – no, wait, now two legs and four arms as it moved to trot upright, large iridescent wings behind it for balance. It was covered in a thick white fur, but that was all she noticed for in the next instant a blur of white and black collided with the creature from the side, knocking it down and rolling away with it,

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SFFSat: wherein AHH ANIMAL ATTACK

To read the first part of this snippet click HERE. The thought was half-formed in her mind when the sound became a high-pitched keening scream. She tried to clamp her hands over her ears but stood paralysed, rooted to the spot. Out of the darkness came a lumbering white shape, galloping towards her with deadly purpose. It continued to scream and Yarrow felt her blood freeze in her veins as she realised what it was. Flesh Screamer. She stood, unable to move, desperately trying to draw her sword. Her body wouldn’t obey. Her skin felt tight and hard, all

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SFFSat: wherein Yarrow walks up Mt. Impri

In this snippet from Bellica Yarrow is walking back up the mountain after her hunting trip. True to her pessimistic prediction, the sun had set by the time she reached the treeline, and she laboured up the rocky, snow-sprinkled slope in the dark. Soon the moons rose and cast their silver light, giving an eerie shine to the rust-coloured rock of the rest of the Blood Mountains that stretched away in a long range, far to the north, and the river with the same name that ran through them. Yarrow stopped to look at the view behind her several

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Sunday Seven: Yarrow and Jules discuss the skeleton in front of them

As promised, here is the rest of yesterday’s little snippet. “Who’s this, then?” she asked into the long silence. “Beats me,” Jules said, face earnest. “I’d hazard a guess and say it’s the last Queen who was exiled to here.” “Thanks, Chief Officer of the Obvious,” she said sardonically and explored the rest of the room. Finding nothing of interest, she suggested they move on to the third door from the main hall. “And never come back in here again,” she added, looking at the skeleton. “Agreed.” If you’re intrigued enough by these snippets, consider picking up Bellica for

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SFFSat: Yarrow and Jules explore Mt. Impri further

Hello! I’m finally back for SFSat, and this week I have two snippets for you — one today, one tomorrow. I know, I know — I’m awesome. This week’s Bellica snippet follows Yarrow and Jules’ adventures on Mt. Impri — after safely navigating past the first door, they explore what seems to be an ancient, long-abandoned city within the mountain. Turned out it was the kitchens and the servants’ quarters. After a quick search, they determined it was void of living things but, strangely, not food – the icebox was stocked full with unidentifiable meat, and there were even

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SFFSat, April 7th 2012: Mt. Impri and ancient mageks

For a bit of change of pace this week I’m giving y’all a small snippet from Bellica, my first novel. This is from later on in the novel, when Yarrow (my protagonist) and one of her closest and oldest friends, Jules, are investigating the insides of Mt. Impri — the capricious guardian of Atton, Athering’s northernmost town. Here they find strange, ancient mageks and a situation perhaps more dangerous than the one they left behind… “Frankly, though, this place gives me the creeps and I’d like to leave,” he added, and Yarrow felt a bit of bravado come back.

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SFFSat: Drunken confessions continued

This week’s snippet is a continuation of last week’s, posted here. It caught her completely off guard. She swallowed convulsively in the raw emotion crackling the air. She grasped at her old, Umbra-may-care mood, but her jesting tone fell flat. “What, you’d sacrifice your life for me?” His look didn’t waver, but a small smile, almost as infinitesimal as his earlier shrug, curved his lips. “I swore as much when I became your major.” “That’s different,” she said immediately, and broke her gaze away from his, unable to stand the intensity of it anymore. “And no, I won’t. You