Lisa Burton stopped over to talk with Charles Yallowitz today. The topic is The Ballad of Mrs. Molony, which is still on it’s free run. That promo ends tomorrow, so make sure to grab a copy. Charles is a prolific author and blogger, so make sure to check his site out. If you’re into fantasy, he is the guy to know. He’s also a terrific supporter, so make sure to follow his blog while you’re there.
It’s been a long time, so I’m happy to introduce Lisa Burton the Robot Girl once more. She’s bringing us some news about C.S. Boyack’s ‘The Hat’ series, which is a funny adventure involving supernatural threats, a talking Hat, and the badass girl who is its partner . . . wearer? Look, this is a fun series and I highly recommend the books, which have been getting extra attention this month. Now, take it away, Ms. Burton.
Thanks for having me back, Charles. It’s been hard getting out during the past year. While robot girls don’t have to worry about some things, it’s better if I fit in. Wearing a mask soooooo isn’t my style.
Craig is trying something new. Now that he has a series, he wanted to do a series blog tour. Since it’s October, The Hat Series seemed like the way to go. He’s pushing the…
I’m visiting with Robbie Cheadle today. The Topic is The Ballad of Mrs. Molony. The book is free for a couple of days, so might make some fun Halloween reading. While you’re there, check out Robbie’s site. She’s a prolific author writing both children’s books and adult material.
Today, I am delighted to welcome fantasy and sci-fi author, C.S. Boyack, to Roberta Writes with a post about his amazingly imaginative The Hat series of books. I have read and enjoyed several of Craig’s book, including the first two books in this series.
Take it away, Craig!
Thanks for having me back, Robbie. This is kind of exciting, because I’ve never been able to do a series tour before. Now that I have enough volumes, I thought I’d give it a try. The goal is to discuss one volume per week. Here on week three it’s all about The Ballad of Mrs. Molony.
The Hat Series involve short novels you can read in an afternoon. I’ve also worked to make sure readers can tackle them out of order. If you pick up any volume, I don’t think you’ll feel lost.
My tour for The Hat Series stops at Chris Graham’s place today. He is a super supporter of the author community, and every indie out there ought to get to know him. He also gave me a wonderful lead in with a blast from my past. Stop over and say hi.
I’ve read and enjoyed several of Craig’s books, my favourite so far is The Cock of the South – about which my review states:
Alkon’s nut! Somebody lend me a pocket knife, I need to cut out and use a few phrases from this tale about a smart guy, by golly. I thoroughly enjoyed this story set in Remesian Times (think Roman, but where Remus kills his brother Romulus). Dwarves, Cockatrices, plus many more mythological beings (I refuse to call them creatures) live. Humour, pathos, action and the worth of a good attitude appear throughout.
Happily, I’ve got more of his books (including some of The Hat series) on my TBR stack to look forward to.
Thanks for having me back, Chris. I’m trying something new with a series promo. Since it’s the Halloween season, what better time to promote The Hat Series. This is…
I’m kicking my promotional tour off today at Teri’s place. Stop over and say hi. I’m also offering a Halloween freebie, so you might want to check that out, too. While you’re there get acquainted with Teri. She’s a super supporter of the indie community, and a great author, too. I can recommend her book “Sarah” for a Halloween vibe if you’re so inclined.
This is what readers have to say about today’s featured book – “fun banter”, “vividly imagined”, “hilarious paranormal suspense”, “enchanting characters”. Having read the first three books in this series, I couldn’t agree more. Being a fan of snarky characters, Lizzie and the hat are among my favorites. As a special treat from the author, no tricks (I feel you cringing, but I couldn’t resist), The Hat is FREE today, so make sure to click the link below! Welcome C.S. Boyack!
Thanks for inviting me back, Teri. I love Bad Moon and look forward to it every year. I have a bit of promo to do, but want to attempt a brief participation according to the rules. Let’s get to some of that first.
Would you rather dunk for apples or carve a Jack o’ Lantern?
Huh! Neither of these particularly bother me. I skipped the candy apple question with…
Hi all. Stop by Beem Weeks’ place today and get an idea of my October promos. It’s going to be a busy month, and there will be some free days coming up for everyone. While you’re there, check out all Beem has to offer, from his books to Blog Talk Radio.
Author C. S. Boyack will be pushing his Hat stories during the month of October. These stories have a Halloween vibe, which fits well with the month. He will be doing a volume per week, and two of them will have free days.
Lizzie St. Laurent is dealing with many of the struggles of young life. She lost her grandmother, and her living arrangements. Her new roommate abandoned her, and she’s working multiple jobs just to keep her head above water.
She inherits an old hat from her grandmother’s estate, but it belonged to her grandfather. This is no ordinary hat, but a being from an alternate dimension. One with special powers.
Lizzie and the hat don’t exactly hit it off right away, but when her best friend’s newborn is kidnapped by a ring of baby traffickers, Lizzie turns to the hat for help. This leads her…
It’s been hard to come up with blog fodder lately. There isn’t that much interesting stuff happening. I’m still trying to figure out some October promo. I’d better get it together, because it will be here before I know what’s happening.
I came up with a series for Three Act Structure I want to post on Story Empire. One of them is hacked out, but I want to let it ferment for a day or two before I schedule it. The others should be easy enough to create when I need my next post.
A friend is going on a release tour. I assembled all her materials and scheduled her stop ahead of time. I always give priority to others, and try to make sure they’re taken care of.
I’m still swimming in Asian pears. I tried baking one the other day, but didn’t give it enough time in the oven. I also needed better things to stuff it with. Might try it again. I ate a couple fresh from the tree today, so I should be good on the fiber meter.
This afternoon, I sent another chapter to my Critique group. Sometime in the next week I should have them all back. My next amazing stunt has to be sending Lanternfish to the formatter. I want it to come out sometime in November.
Other than that, I dabbled on my side project for a while. Came to 1300 words, so nothing all that special.
Oh, and I spent an hour on the phone with my daughter. She has raccoons in her yard and sent some pictures. They look like this year’s babies and are probably looking for something to eat. Cute, but best to stay away from them.
Doesn’t seem like a lot for a week. I used to blog three times per week, plus host Lisa Burton Radio. This year has really gotten to me and I don’t seem to have some of the same mojo.
Hope all of you had good weeks and have better weekends.
As the Vampire Civil War heats up, mysterious murders are being committed against members of every holy order. All signs point to the culprits being vampires, which has resulted in the creation of a unified paladin army. To protect his people, Clyde must find the killers before the holy warriors unleash their purifying crusade. It is a battle against frustrating obstacles as the war inches closer to mortal civilization and ambitious new allies join Nytefall.
One slip is all that is needed for the secret of the Dawn Fangs to be revealed.
Curiosity piqued? Check out this teaser!
The urge to move faster nearly overtakes Lost’s common sense, but she reminds herself that adults are supposed to be patient. As if her mind is trying to undermine her actions, she is on the verge of whistling the first tune that slips into her thoughts. Sucking in her lips, the Dawn Fang pierces them with her fangs to stop them from causing trouble. The pain makes her eyes water and she squishes mud in her hands to hold back a scream. Reaching out with her telepathy, she tries to locate her targets while she lets her unfocused thoughts run their course. A distant prayer to Ram the War God causes her to change her direction and she takes a deep breath to regain her composure. With the paladins so far away, Lost moves a little faster, but stops short of giving in to her silly, impatient urges. Seeing the edge of the tall grass, she drops again and uses her elbows to pull herself along like she remembers seeing Titus do on several missions. As she comes out of her cover, the bright sun blinds her, so she is unable to stop herself from banging into something metal, which falls onto her back.
“Get off of me!” Lost shouts before telekinetically hurling the object into the river. She scrambles to her feet and freezes at the sight of six paladins standing in her path. “Such shiny and pretty armors, you have here. I really like the guy with the big helmet. Is that an ostrich feather? I keep meaning to ride one of those again. So, nice day for a walk. This is bunny who is totally unable to fly. That’s why he’s on my head. Your friend seems okay, so there’s absolutely no reason for us to spend any more time together. Bye!”
“You must be Lost,” Lord Adam says through his great helm. He takes a step forward and holds out a diamond fused to a bronze chain. “We are well aware of you and your abilities, monster. That is why I travel with this. None of your mind tricks will work on those who stand in my presence. Even your keen senses are tricked by the spells designed specifically to thwart your actions. Be honored that we went to so much trouble to design items with you in mind. No other Dawn Fang has earned so much individual attention.”
“That’s kind of creepy,” she replies as she steps back. Seeing weapons getting drawn, she stops retreating and playfully slaps at the mud with her bare feet. “Needed to wash some gunk out from between my toesies. Well, this is awkward. You brought me such a pretty present and I don’t have anything for you. Bunny says that I need to work on my manners. There’s really no need for violence. Dawn Fangs are mostly good. Just like mortals, we have some bad ones, but we’re all individuals like all of you. I mean, we all eat soup the same way, right? I really hope you all use spoons for that comparison to work.”
“Abominations such as you-” the paladin begins to announce.
“Look at the naked heretic!” she shouts while pointing into the distance.
All of the holy warriors, except for Lord Adam, turn to see what Lost is gesturing at, so she flings mud at their leader’s helmet grating. The man coughs and hacks as the Dawn Fang sprints back to the river and launches herself to the other side. A quake meets her as she lands and she nearly topples onto her side, but manages to stumble along. Glancing over her shoulder, she does not see any of the paladins in pursuit and considers slowing down to get her bearings. Lost’s eyes go wide when she sees the powerful steeds rise into the air, arch over the river, and land in a perfect line that immediately charges ahead. The open plains allow the warriors to move at full speed, which is only slightly slower than the sprinting Dawn Fang. They hurl spells and glowing weapons, which return to their hands, but the attacks never hit their mark. Those that come close are deflected by a telekinetic shield, which repeatedly shatters upon impact thanks to Lord Adam’s diamond weakening her even from a distance. With the relic defending the paladins’ minds and muffling their hoofbeats, she has to repeatedly look over her shoulder to make sure none of them have disappeared. To her relief, they never break formation and she gets a sense of their attack pattern, which never falters.
Interested in more Windemere? Then don’t forget to check out Charles E. Yallowitz’s first series: Legends of Windemere
About the Author:
Charles Yallowitz was born and raised on Long Island, NY, but he has spent most of his life wandering his own imagination in a blissful haze. Occasionally, he would return from this world for the necessities such as food, showers, and Saturday morning cartoons. One day he returned from his imagination and decided he would share his stories with the world. After spending many years fiddling with his thoughts and notebooks, he decided that it was time to follow his dream of being a fantasy author. So, locked within the house with only pizza and seltzer to sustain him, Charles brings you tales from the world of Windemere. He looks forward to sharing all of his stories with you and drawing you into a world of magic.
I’m being interviewed by Rox Burkey today. Please stop over and visit her wonderful site.
Fictional Authors are a different species. They use imagination, literary license and often fall outside the realms of the known. Today I have the distinct pleasure of chatting with a speculative author, Craig Boyack. His writing has a distinctive flavor that not only compels a reader but makes them think not with just their minds but every one of their six senses. Ah yes, not an error, my friends. Our extra sense of knowing we are not alone is Craig’s specialty. I invite you to enjoy this discussion and share it with your friends.
I’m in a phase where I need to get Lanternfish ready to publish. If everything goes according to plan, that will be in November. I’m also pushing Good Liniment for sometime this winter.
In the mean time, I need to write about nine blog posts. I have two of them. I also need a good topic for Story Empire. I feel like I’m getting close to an idea, but it needs more work.
Reading and writing have to go out the window this weekend. As soon as I finish all that, I need to be thinking about some way of promoting Lanternfish and how that’s going to look.
November seems like a long ways away, but it will be here before I know it.
Old What’s Her Face and I had date night early this evening. We went to the fair and ate food that’s bad for us. It isn’t as hot as most years, but involves a lot of walking to even get out of the parking lot. I took a few photos and can share those.
Pumpkins seem like they’re off a couple of hundred pounds this year. I still like to see them. I’m an Autumn kind of guy and it makes me look forward to the season.
This one is a different variety. They’re flatter and have deeper grooves in them. I really need to look up the name. This is because I have a character who has something like this for a head in a future story. Not a main character, but it’s nice to be accurate whenever possible.
This one is also a pumpkin. I have no reason to share it other than it’s weird enough that some of you might be interested. Looks like it’s covered with peanut shells.
Lots of cute floppy bunnies.
Many varieties of chickens.
And one golden pheasant.
Basically we each grabbed a prickly pear lemonade to walk around with, scoped out the food vendors, then walked through the exhibits. We didn’t even look for the pigs and such this year.
I ate a(n) gyro as big as my head, and we split a bag of churros. That’s about it. The concerts are lousy this year, and we aren’t carnival age any more.
Gyro poses an interesting question. Since it’s pronounced eero, I prefer to put “an” before it. Since it’s spelled with a consonant, it looks like it should be an “a.” It’s a blog post, so who cares. I’ll be careful not to put them in any of my fiction.