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

Thursday, August 8, 2019

#APC #Spotlight: Blood Master: Book 1 of The G.O.D.s Series By Kirsten Campbell!


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I've got Kirsten Campbell in my APC spotlight, today! Kirsten is an active and supportive member of the  Authors-Professional Co-op Facebook group and her paranormal, dystopian, post-apocalyptic, sci-fi novel, Blood Master, looks great! Here's the description:
It’s 2052 and Earth has lost two thirds of its population to the Great War. Many more lives were lost to earthquakes, the Clover Virus, and the Death Plague. Years later, survivors were clumped into factions. Two of the factions, the Guild and the Brotherhood, have fought over medical supplies and food for years. The fight is coming to a head as manpower dwindles and the struggle becomes one to gain numbers, even if said numbers are children…
Griffin Storm is hiding out in Underground Atlanta. He’s an albino man that can manipulate glass and crystal, and he uses his special abilities to raid warehouses and old buildings for food and supplies for the abandoned children that live underground. During a raid, he meets Tassta Vinetti, a resident of the Brotherhood fortress. He is taken to the fortress and chaos ensues as Tassta, her twin brother Penn, and her uncle, try to keep their new visitor and his untold powers a secret. 
Griffin is the only survivor of the Guild’s deadly experiments and they hunt for him because his survival will have dynamic consequences on the world. The Guild believes that Griffin will transform into a G.O.D., a genetically enhanced Omni-dimensional being with limitless abilities.
Will Griffin transform into a G.O.D.? Will he save the children of the Underground from their tragic life? Only time will tell…
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, August 7, 2019

#Agent Thoth's #Personal Log: Day 973


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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 Nine-Hundred-Seventy-Three:
It occurred to me that it might be easier to communicate with my hominid-servant pictographically regarding my questions about how much of the danger associated with anthropogenic climate change the hominids comprehend. Towards this end, I sought to find objects that could be easily manipulated into shapes. It occurred to me that the bauble offerings the juvenile felid hoards would be ideal for this purpose, as there are many of them, they are small and easy to maneuver, and my hominid-servant would not remove them from my custody before I was finished with them, which is what she does if she finds in my possession items she has not gifted to me.

Unfortunately, the small pest has not given up his obsession with the trinkets, and continues to stockpile them beneath my hominid-servant's sleeping platform. I attempted to use reason to persuade him to relinquish them to me temporarily, but he was unmoved. Since it was imperative that I achieve communication with my hominid-servant on this issue, I took the shortcut of forcibly wresting the offerings from his place of concealment. This resulted in a complete loss of sanity on the part of my foolish companion.

As soon as I had removed several of the baubles to a central position on the floor in the main room of my domicile, the little idiot commenced vocalizing at a decibel level that I am surprised did not damage his throat while running at me and attempting to use the force of impact from his body to knock me from my feet. Naturally, I swatted the tiny annoyance aside, but he was persistent and attacked me repeatedly. Of course, the commotion drew my hominid-servant’s attention, and she immediately took the pestilential beast's side.

She attempted to capture me, however, I was able to evade her by the simple expedient of retreating to the far corner beneath her sleeping platform. I was highly incensed by this point. The injustice of her accusations¾she accused me of “bullying” the aggravating creature!¾combined with the frustration of having my efforts to communicate on such an important subject thwarted yet again were enough to cause me to succumb to an embarrassing fit of pique. The irritating twit bore the brunt of this, as he tried to follow me in my retreat, I believe in a misguided attempt at protecting his collection of baubles, and I smacked him soundly across the face.

Howling, he fled, only to be corralled into the punishment box by my hominid-servant. She also made several further attempts to extricate me from my hiding place, but I deployed the C.L.A.W.S. until she desisted. Though, not without several dire threats of retribution, so that I thought it prudent to remain within my place of concealment until I could be reasonably sure she had gotten over her displeasure with me.

Which meant I stayed beneath the sleeping platform long past when she released my youthful compatriot from his bondage. As I expected, he retrieved the few baubles I had succeeded in liberating and returned them to his cache beneath the sleeping platform. There we glared balefully at each other until he fell asleep. It was not until my hominid-servant retired to her sleeping platform, herself, that I felt confident enough to emerge. The stress and conflict have left me exhausted, and I despair of ever achieving the necessary communication to complete my mission.


Argh! A plague on annoying felids and dense hominids! ;-) 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, August 6, 2019

Should PETA Be Allowed To Dictate Your Menu Choices?


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Yep, that sure is a provocative title. Know why? Because this is another installment in my on-going rants against the creep of power that the corporately-owned Christian Taliban has been accumulating in this country, and I wanted to make sure I had your attention. Like these rants; don't like them. That's up to you. But I have no intention of stopping. So, read at your own risk. ;-)

Now, look, if you want to believe a fetus is the same as a human being, that's fine. You can believe anything you want. You can believe that the moon is made of green cheese, and that it's pushed across the sky by the little man who lives there if you want to. But that doesn't mean anyone else is obligated to live their lives in accordance with your beliefs, or that you have the right to try to force your beliefs on others through violent means.

Think of it this way, there are a lot of people who sincerely believe that animal life is of equal value to human life and that killing animals for food is tantamount to murder. Not only are there many, many people who believe this, there are religions that have millions of followers that teach this. So, given that there are all these people who believe eating meat is morally reprehensible, and whose religion teaches that eating meat is wrong, does that mean you should be forced to become a vegetarian? Should meat be outlawed and anyone who consumes it be prosecuted for murder?

If you don't think it would be okay for all the people who think you're committing murder by eating a hamburger to be able to force their morality on you, then you have absolutely no right at all to force your views about abortion on others. That's the beauty of the separation between church and state; we all get to believe what we want, and no one else is forced to live by those beliefs. And remember, any time you take rights away from someone else, it becomes just that much easier for someone who disagrees with you to come along and take your rights away.

Peace!




Monday, August 5, 2019

Something Worth Watching?


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I'm back today with another video I wanted to share. Okay, you all know, I'm sure, that the second Democratic debate happened last week, so you should all track that down and watch it. I also enjoy TYT's analysis of the debates, but it's up to you if you want to listen to what other people think or just stick with your own first impressions. But that's not what today's video is about. Since there's so much going on, I thought I'd just go with something easier to digest. This is an incredibly powerful video by the extremely talented artist, Vic Mensa. When you watch it, make sure you actually watch the video and don't just listen because the imagery is striking. Peace!




Sunday, August 4, 2019

#Summertime Soup #Recipe!



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I don't know about you but, even in the summer, sometimes I just need a nice, comforting bowl of soup. This one is light enough for even a warm evening and is one of my favorites. :-)

Ingredients:
6 cups vegetable stock
1-2 red onion(s) chopped
1 tomato diced
1 bunch collard greens or kale, ribs removed and leaves chopped
2 tbsp peeled and minced fresh ginger
4 cloves garlic minced
3/4 cup unsalted peanut butter (your favorite kind)
1/2 cup tomato paste
3 tbsp sriracha
1 tbsp olive oil
1/4 cup peanuts chopped
Salt and pepper to taste

Put the onion and olive oil in a soup pot and saute it until it becomes translucent. Add the stock, ginger, garlic, and salt and pepper, and bring to a boil. Simmer for 20 minutes, or so. In a separate bowl, mix the peanut butter and tomato paste. Add 1-2 cups of the hot stock to the bowl. Whisk the mixture together until it's smooth, then pour all the contents of the bowl into the soup pot and mix well. Stir in the collard greens, tomato, and sriracha. Simmer for another 15 minutes, or so, stirring often.

This soup can be served over cooked rice, quinoa, or pasta if you’d like, or it can be eaten on its own. Top it with the chopped peanuts to add some crunch. Also, obviously, you can adjust the amount of sriracha to your preferred heat level. Some shredded carrots added with the collard greens adds a nice sweetness and some cooked chickpeas or kidney beans can give the soup more substance if you're looking for something heartier.


Bon Appetit!



Saturday, August 3, 2019

Scorching #Reads #Summer #Giveaway! $100 #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 Scorching Reads Summer Giveaway!!  There are lots of awesome books and prizes!! :-)  It's free to enter, there are over 66 prizes, and the grand prize is $100 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, August 2, 2019

#Animal #Rescuer's #Guide To #Staying ( #Relatively ) #Sane! #Free! :-)



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Just a reminder, for those who haven't checked it out yet, I've collected all my animal rescue/care posts together and published them as a small book.  If you'd like, you can download the book for free from Amazon, Smashwords, B&N, Kobo, and iTunes.



Thanks for stopping in today, and don't forget to check back tomorrow for the next installment of Mistral Dawn's Musings! :-)