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Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Aurora Springer’s latest release is GRAND MASTER’S GAME.




Blurb
Spin across the galaxy as Violet and her Grand Master hunt their enemies.
Cracks in the portal web threaten galactic civilization, and suspicions fall on the mysterious Grand Masters with their immense psychic powers. Once, there were twelve Grand Masters, humans and aliens, on the Council. Now there are eleven. One was killed when the young pawn, Violet, rescued her Grand Master, Athanor, from the Red Queen’s dungeon. The Red Queen fled the fight and now she lurks out of sight, regenerating her energies.

Athanor devises a risky plan to expose his enemies on the Council and force the Red Queen into the open. His strategy will employ Violet’s empathic skills as his secret weapon. Meanwhile, she wrestles with her erratic talents and doubts about their unequal partnership. In their search for revenge, they contend with the portal crisis, psychic traps and hostile aliens. In the inevitable battle of Grand Masters, Violet and Athanor each will face their worst nightmares. What is the sacrifice for victory?



Book 1, Grand Master’s Pawn is discounted to 99c for July: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00TP1N5PM

Excerpt:
The spinning ceased. They had arrived at the destination. Kondric pushed the portal door open and stepped out onto a narrow shelf of rock. An icy wind roared into the cylinder from a murky gray sky.

Kondric recoiled, yelling, “This isn’t Avalon!” A fit of coughing convulsed his face and he tottered on the edge of the cliff. The Grand Master grabbed his arm and pulled him back into the cylinder. Holding his breath, Kondric pulled on the headpiece of his suit.
The frigid air stunk of rotten eggs. Violet gagged and blocked her nose. She sensed Athanor expand his shield to envelop the three of them. As a further precaution, she reattached the breather on her suit.

“The atmosphere is deadly,” Athanor said.

The lights on the control panel clicked off. The portal had died. With a squeak of alarm, Violet gripped Athanor’s arm. They stood on an unknown frozen planet with a toxic atmosphere, overlooking a bottomless precipice.

“Where are we?” she breathed.

No one answered.

Standing at the rear of the precarious ledge, Violet leaned against Athanor’s warm body and squinted through the gloomy atmosphere. The portal perched on a cliff surrounded by roiling umber clouds. Frozen peaks stabbed into the horizon. Far below the clouds, blue green spikes protruded from a glassy blue lake. Ice pillars carved into fantastic shapes were reflected in the mirror of the lake.

Overhead, jagged lightning zipped from the ominous black clouds and struck the frozen peaks. A fountain of water vapor sprayed into the sky. Cracks snapped across a pillar of ice. The severed top tumbled slowly into the lake and the splash rippled outward in concentric circles. Winds roared through the peaks, spinning dark streaks of cloud across the sky towards their shaky perch.

The hazy black swirls fired an alarm in Violet’s mind. “Athanor, it’s the black dust. Port us out of here!” she shouted, fearing the clouds contained the horrid dust that suppressed his telekinesis.

“Hades!” he grunted. Quickly checking that they were linked together, the Grand Master tapped his insert and they flipped into the soundless void. To Violet’s amusement, Kondric’s mouth had frozen open in a cry of shock. She and Athanor had slipped into their customary half embrace.  

They popped out beside the teleportal cylinder in the central square of the main town of Avalon. Violet inhaled the flower-scented air and relaxed.

Bio:
Aurora Springer is a scientist morphing into a novelist. She has a PhD in molecular biophysics and discovers science facts in her day job. She has invented adventures in weird worlds for as long as she can remember. In 2014, Aurora achieved her life-long ambition to publish her stories. Her works are character-driven romances set in weird worlds described with a sprinkle of humor. Some of the stories were composed thirty years ago. She was born in the UK and lives in Atlanta with her husband, a dog and two cats to sit on the keyboard. Her hobbies, besides reading and writing, include outdoor activities like gardening, watching wildlife, hiking and canoeing.

Aurora has published science fiction romances in two series, two novellas and short stories. Her first series, Atrapako on Eden, describes the interactions of humans on the terraformed planet of Eden with scaled aliens from the hostile planet of Vkani. She has published two books in this series: The Lady is Blue and Dragons of Vkani. Her second series is Grand Master’s Trilogy. Book 1, Grand Master’s Pawn, and Book 2, Grand Master’s Game, have been published. Her short story, Gifts of Jangalore, is set in the Grand Masters’ Universe. Her standalone novellas are: A Tale of Two Colonies and Captured by the Hawk.

Media links:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Aurora-Springer/e/B00K2C4NL8

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Progress, I guess.

I finished the first draft of my latest. It's on writeon (there's not a way to give it a link), and maybe Authonomy.  I've changed the title, and have a not ready for prime time cover.
So it's a step forward, but not as far as I'd like. Anyway, if someone is so daft as to want to read it, I'd be happy to send an advance copy.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Flash fiction entry

Just put up a flash fiction piece Trouble in Styx City on tablo. It's something of a contest, so if you'd take a look and more importantly vote for it, I'd be really happy.

Something of a takeoff on the Screwtape letters, it's what happens when an incompetent demon ends up helping his possessed host. He'll end up in Eskimo Hell, where it's freezing all the time, but make his mark on the way.

Monday, June 15, 2015

After the Convergence is out for kindle

My latest, After the Convergence, a cyberpunk crime story set in a not too distant dystopia is now out for Kindle. I like the cover, a set of memory chips, a fedora (well almost) and a Glock.


The murder of his partner lands the hard-bitten private investigator Alan Blake in the middle of a complex international plot involving spies, crooks, resistance fighters, intelligent machines, and treacherous former loves. Never sure of what is the truth in a shadowy half-virtual world, he pursues the “missing person” case of an intelligent and beautiful young woman. A woman who was spirited away on the day she joined “The Academy.” How could she be hidden in a world where the omnipresent machines monitor everything you do and say? He searches the morally ambiguous fringes of society, only to find a human trafficking conspiracy dedicated to replacing the intelligent computers of today with ones made from humans. Can he rescue her before it is too late?

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

The Curious Profession of Dr. Craven is alive!

My latest book "The Curious Profession of Dr. Craven" is out.

I thought I'd add a few details of background that are too long for a footnote or to fit in the margins of the page. (Not that you have well-defined margins with a kindle.)

Disinfectants. Dr. Craven is a bit of a 'clean freak.'  There are good reasons for that - he lost his first wife to puerperal fever and he suspects he gave it to her. If he followed medical practices of the time, he probably did. This poses a bit of a problem for an author who is trying to be historically plausible. The first disinfectants, things like Phenol, weren't discovered until well after the book's time frame (The novel is set in 1810, phenol was first distilled from coal tar in the 1830's) and  so could not have been used. However, hypochlorites are widely used as fairly mild and highly effective disinfectants to this day. It's what they sprayed for Ebola. It turns out they're rather easy to make by electrolysis, so Dr. Craven has his 'electrified water.'

Ordinary License. Many romances have the characters purchasing a "Special License" so they can get married without posting the Bann's. In other words, right now and not in a month. Trouble is a special license allowed you to get married somewhere other than a church. An "Ordinary License" let you get married without the Banns. They were rather hard to get because the Banns served as protection for the happy couple. Since divorce was impossible, except for very very unusual cases, the Banns helped to make sure the decision to get married wasn't hasty or ill-considered.

Sexual More's of the Ton. Anything went in the 1780's - 1820's if you were in the upper class. Without being purulent, the good doctor's parents were an excellent example of this. His mother was so notorious - not for the sleeping around - but for not hiding it, that she left England in 1780. She had a long-time affair with a Margrave, and only was married when her husband died. Even the upper class couldn't get divorced easily. Dr. Craven's older brother, although a successful general, is best known from the introduction to Harriet Wilson's memoirs. He comes across as a bit of a dolt. By the way, one of the origins of the phrase "publish and be damned" is due to the Duke of Wellington's response to Ms. Wilson's offer to suppress her memoirs for a fee.