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

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

A Right For One Is A Right For All

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I've got a little more of Alyce's adventure to share with you, today! Enjoy! :-)

Excerpt from sci-fi satire novel:
I gestured at the recreation of a Nazi rally on display. "Remember how I told you there are some people who protest for causes that are diametrically opposed to the causes others are protesting for? Well, these are some of those people. The people who march in protests like this don't want progress. They want to prevent and reverse progress. The whole premise of their ideology is that some people are inherently superior to other and that those they deem to be inferior should be denied basic human rights. And sometimes even their lives. They march in protests like this to pressure lawmakers to pass legislation that will keep people from having equal rights under the law. And to try to frighten the decent people who disagree with them into silence."

"Is that why they carry firearms? To attempt to intimidate those who do not support their agenda?" asked Squid-boy

I nodded. "Yep. People who are weak and cowardly often try to hide their deficiencies behind weaponry. As if the rest of us can't see through the fact that they're incapable of earning the respect they seek through their own merits, and so are reduced to trying to command it by force."

"Are they weak and cowardly?" asked Yax.

I crossed my arms over my chest and cocked my head to the side. "What would you call people who admit upfront that they're incapable of competing with other people on a level playing field, and so they want to cheat by slanting all the rules in their favor, and then use violence to beat those who oppose them into submission when they still can't win?"

He nodded. "You're correct. I would also deem such people to be weak cowards."

I grunt. "Darn tootin'"

"But, then, why allow people who promote such a reprehensible philosophy to display their ideas so publicly? Why not simply ban them from marching?"

I felt the pressure crawling up the back of my skull and pinched the bridge of my nose to try to push it back. Sighing at how ineffectual my efforts were, I squinted at Squid-boy. "You're awful big on banning things, aren't you, sugar?"

He sputtered, but I waved away his objection before he found the words he was looking for. "We don't ban them from marching because they have the right to express their opinions. No matter how disgusting those opinions are. Now, personally, I don't think they should be allowed to wave guns around and threaten people. But a lot of our police forces seem to have a suspicious amount of sympathy for the Nazi groups. And they'll allow them to get away with a lot of things that they would arrest protestors for other causes over. Maybe it's because the people who march in these protests are the same people who have traditionally held most of the power in our society and the police almost always default to upholding the power structure. Or maybe there's another reason, I don't know. But I'm not the only person who has noticed the trend."

"But, even absent the firearms, do you think it's a good idea to allow such extremists to promote their ideology?" asked Yax.

I snorted. "It's better than the alternative."

"Which is?"

"Forcing them to hide their beliefs and promote them clandestinely. At least if their hatemongering and nonsensical notions are out in the open, they can be challenged and countered with facts and evidence. If they're kept to the shadows, their claims go uncontested and unanswered. Much better to drag their lies into the light where they can be exposed. It's called the free marketplace of ideas. Differing and competing ideologies can be compared and examined and those that don't measure up are shown to be lacking where everyone can see. Besides, if a right is taken away from one person, it can be taken away from anyone. If these people were denied their right to speak, then no one's right to free speech would be safe. It's only by ensuring the same rights for everyone that anyone's rights are safe."

The big alien sighed and shrugged. "A truism that transcends species. Though, it does seem ironic that the people whose rights are protected by such a principle advocate so strongly against it."

I shrugged. "People so blinded by their own hatred and insecurities miss a lot of things. But that doesn't change the fact that the rest of us protect our own rights by allowing them theirs."

Monday, July 16, 2018

Something Worth Watching?

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I'm back today with another video I wanted to share. Yeah, it's about the member of the corporately owned Christian Taliban that our tangerine study in moral turpitude is trying to slime onto the Supreme Court, in order to better strip the rest of us of our rights. Honestly, why we're even having a debate about who to appoint is beyond me when it's absurdly obvious that no one should be considered until the criminal investigation of 45 is completed. Considering that the SCOTUS will almost certainly be ruling on whether or not charges can be brought and how such a proceeding might be allowed to be conducted. The conflict of interest is breathtaking, but that seems to be something no one wants to talk about.  At any rate, please take a look at the video, and then consider making a few phone calls to perhaps head off this latest advancement of creeping fascism. Peace!

Sunday, July 15, 2018

Cool Garlic And Dill Salad #Recipe!

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This is a cool, refreshing salad that's a perfect meal on a hot summer day. Enjoy! :-)

2 cucumbers chopped
1 head cauliflower chopped
1 bell pepper seeded and chopped
1 head purple cabbage chopped
1 carrot peeled and shredded
1 chayote squash chopped
2 onions chopped fine
2 cups chickpeas cooked
1/2 cup chives minced
1/2 cup fresh dill weed chopped
8 cloves garlic minced
2 cups sour cream
1 cup mayonnaise
1/4 cup buttermilk
2 tbsp white vinegar
Salt and pepper to taste.

In a bowl, whisk together the sour cream, mayo, buttermilk, vinegar, salt and pepper, garlic, chives, and dill. In a separate, larger bowl, toss the vegetables and beans together until thoroughly mixed. Pour the dressing over the mixed vegetables and toss until evenly coated. Serve chilled.

Bon Appetit!

Saturday, July 14, 2018

#Summer Lovin' #Readers #Giveaway! $80 #Cash #Grand #Prize! #Free To #Enter!

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There's a new giveaway for Summer!  Please take a moment to check out the Summer Lovin' Readers Multi Author/Blogger Giveaway!!  There are lots of awesome books and prizes!! :-)  It's free to enter, there are over 27 prizes, and the grand prize is $80 cash payable through PayPal!! :-)  Now isn't that worth taking a few minutes to check out? ;-)   Here are all the details:

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Thank you so much for stopping by today!  And don't forget to check back tomorrow for the next installment of Mistral Dawn's Musings! :-)

Friday, July 13, 2018

Indie Publishing News Latest Edition!

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My good friend, the multi-talented Claire Plaisted, has released the latest edition of her free indie books eMag!! So, if you enjoy free short stories, reviews, poems, videos, interviews, and so much more, go ahead and click on the link below and see what's new in the indie publishing world! :-)

Thursday, July 12, 2018

#APC #Spotlight: Bryony (BryonySeries Book 1) By Denise M. Baran-Unland!

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I've got Denise M. Baran-Unland in my APC spotlight, today! Denise is an active and supportive member of the  Authors-Professional Co-op Facebook group and her young adult, paranormal, vampire novel, Bryony, looks great! Here's the description:
After her father’s sudden death, seventeen-year-old Melissa Marchellis moves onto the former estate of nineteenth century composer and pianist John Simons, where a mysterious mist stalks her, ghostly piano music plays in her bedroom, and visions of John Simons’ young wife Bryony, who died in childbirth, invade her dreams. Those dreams, Melissa discovers, are simply a distraction for the midnight feedings of John Simons, now a vampire. So, John proposes a trade: Melissa may visit the past as Bryony in exchange for minute samples of her blood to neutralize his vampire state. For a time, Melissa happily seesaws between her adolescent routine of school, slumber parties, and cute boys to dancing at balls, attending formal dinner parties, and hosting garden fetes. But fantasy and reality blur when her eccentric, middle-aged English teacher penetrates her dreams as Melissa’s dashing, young vampire chaperone; her brother Brian adopts a peculiar stray cat after a friend disappears in a midnight exploration of the dilapidated mansion; and another girl with a similar vampire pact is gruesomely murdered. Caught between the danger of her agreement and her escalating infatuation with John Simons, Melissa contends with other vampires and their agendas, while struggling with her feelings for an undead musician.
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! :-)

Wednesday, July 11, 2018

#Agent Thoth's #Personal Log: Day 779

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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 Seven-Hundred-Seventy-Nine:
Though it took an unreasonable number of planetary rotations, the random explosions have finally stopped. Now that his attention is no longer focused on the obnoxious sound of the mixture of sulfur, carbon, and potassium nitrate being set ablaze for no apparent reason, the adolescent felid has returned to his obsession with the trinket offerings from my hominid-servant. His fixation on these objects has grown so strong, that he actually assaulted my hominid-servant with his teeth when she attempted to move them in order to clean under her sleeping platform.

Naturally, my hominid-servant did not appreciate being attacked by the small beast when she had done nothing to provoke it, and she proceeded to chase him from one end of my domicile to the other. When she finally cornered the young annoyance, she took hold of his scruff and used this grip to maneuver him into the box she uses to punish us when we have displeased her. I must admit, I do admire the resistance the tiny irritant was able to mount against this expression of my hominid-servant's ire. But, in the end, she prevailed and he spent nearly half an hour expressing his dissatisfaction at the absolute maximum decibel level his vocal cords are capable of producing.

Once he had ceased caterwauling, my hominid-servant released the little pest. But, by that time, she had gathered up all the trinket offerings and contained them in a box, which she has placed inside a locked closet. Of course, it didn't take long for my youthful compatriot to determine the location of his treasures; all he needed to do was follow their scent. But, being as how he has the same lack of opposable digits that I suffer from, he is unable to rescue his baubles from their confinement.

Since my hominid-servant merely confiscated the offerings, instead of discarding them, I can only imagine she intends to return them at some point. However, she seems determined that there should be a waiting period because, despite the infantile idiot's repeated entreaties at the door of the closet, she has thus far remained unmoved. I look forward to observing this battle of wills and seeing who will surrender first.

A trinket confiscation! ;-) 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!