Who Is Mistral Dawn?

Mistral Dawn is a thirty-something gal who has lived on both coasts of the US but somehow never in the middle. She currently resides in the Southeast US with her kitty cats (please spay or neuter! :-)) where she works as a hospital drudge and attends graduate school. Taken By The Huntsman is her first effort at writing fiction and if it is well received she has ideas for several more novels and short-stories in this series. Please feel free to visit her on FaceBook or drop her a line at mistralkdawn@gmail.com

Wednesday, November 20, 2019

#Agent Thoth's #Personal Log: Day 1035

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Agent Thoth discusses more of the trials and tribulations associated with living with hominids. Incidentally, if you've missed Agent Thoth's earlier entries, you can find them here: Thoth's Journal

Department for the Preservation and Confirmation of Intelligent Life (DPCIL)
Agent Thoth's Personal Log

Day One-Thousand-Thirty-Five:
My hominid-servant has been her usual, obtuse self and refused to acknowledge my entreaties that she provide a sample of the contents of each of the bottles she stores within her bathing chamber. My efforts to obtain samples without her assistance have been stymied by the fact that the bottles themselves are designed to require the use of opposable thumbs to manipulate. However, the proximity required for me to reach the conclusion has led me to an alternate hypothesis: it is entirely possible that my hominid-servant’s addiction is not to the liquid H2O, but to the substances within the bottles. And it is the close contact with these substances that drives her to immerse herself in liquid H2O in order to rid herself of the overwhelming stench that contact with these substances results in. I confess, I found myself having difficulty breathing, at times, when near one of these open bottles.

Uh-oh! It seems the differences between human and felid senses may be causing some confusion. ;-) You may have noticed that Agent Thoth has a new look. I hope you like his new picture as much as I do, but I'd love to hear your thoughts, either way. Feel free to let me know what you think in the comments. ;-) Happy reading, everyone!

Tuesday, November 19, 2019

Friends Taking Care Of Friends

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Here's a little bit more of the third installment in the Petri Dish Chronicles! As always, the disclaimer is that this is a draft and, as such, it's unedited and likely full of errors and is subject to revision, revamping, and being completely scrapped and rewritten. But, with that in mind, I'm reasonably satisfied with the basics of it, at least at the moment, or I wouldn't have bothered posting it. Enjoy! :-)

Excerpt from the third Petri Dish book:
“How’re your preparations for the PGRP going? Any progress?"

Chessie smiled. “They're going great! I'm set up to meet one-on-one with a counselor next week, and then I’ll be assigned to a group for ongoing group therapy where I'll get to talk with other people who are planning a PGRP and some who have completed it and are in the adjustment phase. The idea is that we’ll all be able to support each other, and those of us who haven’t had the procedure yet will have a better idea of what to expect.”

“But you’ve already had TGRPs in the past; don’t you already know what to expect?"

Shaking her head, Chessie answered, “No, hun. It's different. You have to trust me on this. The preparatory course they have set up on this planet is the best in the galaxy for people like me. Almost no one who has a PGRP on this planet ever tries to harm themselves later, which is something that happens pretty often on other worlds. I need this. I need to do it right so that I get what's in my head correct as thoroughly as I’ll get my body correct.”

Thinking back on all the times she had come home to find her friend covered in her own blood after hurting herself, Petri shuddered and wrapped her arms around the older woman. “Of course you should do whatever is right for you, Chess. Whatever it takes, you need to take care of yourself and make sure you feel good about your decisions."

Chessie hugged her back. “Thanks, hun. I appreciate the support.”

Petri grinned and looked up at her. “Friends forever, right?”

Chessie grinned back. “Friends, forever and always.”

Monday, November 18, 2019

#November2019 #IndieBooksBeSeen #Indie #Author #Books #Monthly #BookReview!

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It's the 18th again, so time for my #IndieBooksBeSeen monthly indie author book review!! Enjoy! :-)

Vasilisa the Terrible: A Baba Yaga Story by April A. Taylor:

Have you ever been fooled by a pretty face? Baba Yaga isn't so easily taken in. If you've ever wondered how you ever thought someone who is terrible was great, you might enjoy reading this retelling of a classic fairy tale. Just be prepared for some dark twists and just desserts.

Sunday, November 17, 2019

Spicy Lentil And Potato #Crockpot Stew #Recipe!

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Today, I've got a little bit of spice to warm you up. Enjoy! :-)

4 cups water or vegetable stock
1 pound brown lentils rinsed and cleaned
4-6 potatoes peeled and chunked
2 onions chopped fine
1 14oz can diced tomatoes
2 bell peppers seeded and chopped
1 chili pepper chopped fine
3 cloves garlic minced
3/4 cup toasted slivered almonds
1/2 cup cilantro leaves chopped
1 1/2 teaspoons garam masala seasoning
1/2 teaspoon ground cumin
2 tbsp olive oil
Salt and pepper to taste

Put the potatoes, lentils, tomatoes, and water in a crock-pot, cover and set to high. In a skillet, saute the onions and peppers in the olive oil until the peppers are soft and the onions start to caramelize. Add the almonds and stir until they start to toast. Add the garlic and seasonings and stir until thoroughly combined. Transfer the contents of the skillet to the crock-pot, stir together, and continue to cook on high until the potatoes and lentils are soft, approximately 5 hours. Stir in the cilantro. Serve hot in a bowl or over rice or quinoa.

Bon appetit!

Saturday, November 16, 2019

Walking In A Winter Wonderland...

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We got some snow here this week, and it put me in mind of Kate's reaction to this winter scene. I find snow beautiful to look at, but the thought of going out in it always makes me a little queasy. Enjoy! :-)

Excerpt from Captivated by the Winter King:
Kate knew they were approaching the end of the tunnels because light filtered in from the opening. After so much time in the dark, her eyes were sensitive enough to pick up the slightest increase in illumination. As they emerged from the cave, she looked around and her breath caught in her throat.

The world around her had been transformed into a fairytale winter wonderland, and it was dazzling. They were in a forest, and the trees rose around them like majestic pillars. Ice coated their limbs and trunks and reflected the sunlight in a thousand dancing rainbows. Snow covered the ground like a soft, white blanket and completed the charming image. It was the kind of picturesque spot where she thought she might meet Santa and Frosty.

When talking snowmen and reindeer failed to appear, she turned her attention to studying the forest. Laughing to herself, she realized she already had the Elves, but they were far from jolly. As she looked around at the sparkling vista, another effect of the reflective quality of her surroundings became clear to her. All the extra light hurt her eyes. After a while, the combination of the blinding sunshine and the dizzying speed at which her captors moved made her nauseous.

In the dark of the cave, the visual impact of the motion had been muted. But now, in the brilliant daylight, it hit her full force. She thought she might throw up and wondered how they would react if she did. Closing her eyes, she rested her head against Gormal's shoulder. After a while, the queasiness passed. But she was afraid to open her eyes. Realizing she might as well get some rest, she slept.

Buuurrrr!!! If you want to find out what happens next, grab your copy at the link below. Happy reading! :-)

Friday, November 15, 2019

#Feature: Ice: The Ninth Novel In The Pseudoverse Series By CG Blade!

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My friend, Karen Mossman, would like to tell you about a book she's really excited about. Karen, take it away! :-)

Name of Author: CG Blade
Name of Book: Ice: The Ninth Novel In The Pseudoverse Series
Thirty years after Pseudosynths were produced as robot slaves, they are now revered by the human race as heroes. Humanity is living a dream existence side-by-side their new artificial intelligence counterparts, Robokopias, which look, act, and talk like anyone or anybody you choose. Only the Pseudosynths remember the time shift to set the planet on the correct course in 2075 and the warning that went along with it before the Robokopias were produced. Why is this warning so important?

In Ice, if you or one of your family members die, it is your choice is to have your thoughts and memories transferred into one of these ‘Robokopias’ so you can continue to live. Almost a billion Robokopias live, work, and play next to humans around the planet with the ‘Ten Commandments of Robotics’ keeping them in line. These commandments cannot be modified, erased, or overridden. Nothing can go wrong, ever.

In the wildest artificial intelligence story that is not too far away according to experts, America finds itself wishing that they had never heard of the word “robot” as millions of Robokopias are purposely turned against their owners by a strange pyramid that may not be of this world.

Join Jaesa, Ray Nelson, General Cooper, Athana, the Xanthes, and some surprise artificial intelligence characters with a brand new cast of unique Robokopia characters who will join the fight in the most chilling and icy Pseudoverse novel. This is a novel filled with fantastic technology. Harmony’s stolen MOTT time transference plans and new pair of glasses called “Looking Glass” that allows you to look one hour into the future are used against the human race. Could this new technology eventually be used to right the wrongs done to the American people?

If you loved the Pseudoverse Series novels, which pit humans against robotics and artificial intelligence, you will love Ice and the follow-up novel, Fire. Once this ride starts, it does not stop, and we guarantee you will not be able to put it down. This “coming to a life near you soon” saga, which is positively and negatively prophesied by hundreds of scientists, transhumanists, scholars, theologians, and robotic engineers, is a chilling reminder of the upcoming “Singularity.” Which side will you be on once the war starts?


“A toast to a brave new world and the future it brings,” Hollyann smiled, raising her glass up as three of the four scientists’ clanked glasses with her.

“Ah, the ever indelible and misunderstood, Adelous Huxley,” Chilton said, staring into Hollyann’s eyes, “are we the Alphas?”

“Yes, outstanding Mr. Blaze. You are schooled in the ways of the literary world very well.” Hollyann told him, wrapping her tongue around the rim of her wine glass.

“I don’t give a fuck about Huxley!” M.J. blurted out at the top of his lungs, “I must admit you are one gorgeous whore, but I don’t do work for Russian assholes who kidnap me. Where is my wife by the way?” M.J. gave her an evil stare huffing and puffing, refusing to acknowledge her toast looking away from her.

“She is at home safe with you,” Hollyann told him, smiling. The bartender poured her another glass of wine.

“You replaced me, didn’t you, bitch?” M.J. was red-faced and angrier than a nest full of whacked hornets on a hot Georgia day. “I don’t work for your dumbass, you cunt, and I am not about to start for some artificial intelligence you bow down to. I am a teacher, and I will be dammed if I start lying in bed with dogs who assisted the very assholes responsible for the global massacre thirty years ago. They will find out that is not me in Georgia and the cops will begin a massive manhunt. You and your people are nothing but primates and animals, and I hope they put a bullet between those baby blues of yours. Better yet maybe they’ll take your head off and put it on ice for a while.” Taking a huge swig of beer M.J. was sweating. He was waiting for a response from Hollyann, but none came his way.

“Thanks to Professor Chilton Blaze no one is searching or looking for anyone in this tower or this compound including the several thousand technicians, engineers, and rocket scientists working here except Miss Reynedropolous, who cannot be imitated precisely or replaced due to the hundreds of Transhuman circuits running through her incredible body. Professor Blaze knows how easy these replacements can be duplicated and put into place over six weeks, or perhaps four weeks, don’t you?”

Why are rocket scientists here in Madagascar? Reyne thought hard about those words.

“Yes, she is correct,” Chilton, replied as the three scientists stared at him for answers. “I had no knowledge of any of this, but due to Robotica’s NDA, I currently cannot share with you what I know about the Robokopias. I am bound by Robotica’s legal obligations.”

“He is telling the truth. Now, I would like to share something with all of you,” Hollyann told them pulling a modified non-standard Vidset out of a pocket from her dress. “This is something that the Russian scientists came up with from their MKUltra trials during the 60s and 70s.” Swiping a couple of screens, her fingers were dialing a circular icon on her home page. She did not attempt to hide the Vidset from any of them as M.J. dropped his beer on the floor. It smashed on the tile in pieces. Cold-brew flew in all directions, including Reyne’s dress and Chilton’s pants. All of them backed up as M.J. became stiff as a board. Blood dripped from his nostrils. Trying to wipe the blood off his face, his hands were suddenly paralyzed as if he were in the middle of a stroke. He pissed down his own leg creating a yellow puddle on the white tile floor around his shoes.

Doctor Suleka Matthew screamed aloud. “Stop it!” She held her face in shock, not knowing what to do.

Author Bio
Author, creative writer, Transhumanist, Pseudosynth, and former robotic engineer and programmer, CG is an avid science fiction reader and lover of twisting, ever-turning plots. Taking the reader down many thrilling cyber roads and mysterious paths, his narratives rely heavily on past and present scientific, historical research, and the human condition. Melding the past, present, and future, these stories are carefully mixed and stirred with music lyrics, real people, historical fiction, and the potential of artificial intelligence run amok. Fused with satirical commentary and the first musical “Grindhouse” intermissions in novels (Including poetry), he continues his fiction writing with Amaranth, Gold, Amber, Copper, Radium, and Turquoise, and Granite. He currently lives in Ohio with his wife Jackie, and their two rambunctious but lovable cats, Jeri Boo, and Bullet.

Social Media Links
Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/CGBladeSciFiHorrorAuthor/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/pseudosynthpres
Website: https://www.pseudosynthpress.com/cgblade
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/cg_blade/
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/CG-Blade/e/B0195SESHS

Other Books by Author CG Blade
The Pseudoverse Series Novels

Website https://www.pseudosynthpress.com/?fbclid=IwAR1bsK90bKMN8OrlWpJP0Wt3gFinHc5hF8UteZbiAe6-Gg7AqH7zVas8zSA

Cobalt: The First Novel In The Pseudoverse
Crimson: The Second Novel In The Pseudoverse
Emerald: The Third Novel In The Pseudoverse
Onyx: The Fourth Novel In The Pseudoverse
Heliotrope: The Fifth Novel In The Pseudoverse
Chrome: The Sixth Novel In The Pseudoverse
Indigo: The Seventh Novel In The Pseudoverse
Ash: The Eighth Novel In The Pseudoverse

Heart Of A Robot A short Children’s Story
In The Path Of The Beast An Old Greek Love Story Passed Down Through The Centuries

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"Science fiction's message should be subtle. Like a robotic finger pushing through your skull, poking around, waking you up." CG Blade

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Thursday, November 14, 2019

#APC #Spotlight: Shattered Glass By Richard White!

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I've got Richard White in my APC spotlight, today! Richard is an active and supportive member of the  Authors-Professional Co-op Facebook group and his mental-health themed, celebration of life and those who succeed in struggle to cope with it, book of poetry, Shattered Glass, looks great! Here's the description:
Shattered Glass is a book of dark poetry in memory of students author Richard White went to school with, that lost their fight with depression, or their fight with drug abuse. Shattered Glass explores themes of mental health, depression, anxiety, PTSD, drug addiction, and suicide. It is a documentation of struggle and triumph, a celebration of life and of living. White's wit, empathy, and passion for poetry produce a work of endless wonder.
If you think this sounds like something you might enjoy, go ahead and grab your copy here:

Thank you all so much for stopping by! Happy reading! :-)