"No Harm to Charm", the new edited and revised edition, along with "The Charms of the Sisterhood" series are currently available at amazon.com and smashwords.com ,too! "The Test of Faith" is following soon! !!ENJOY!!
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Friday, March 30, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Okay, so I couldn't settle on just one...so here are a few.. they are the most requested updates of the 40+ characters !ENJOY!
EXCERPTS from "See the Light" Book 3 of "The Sanctuary Saga"
Rain & Patrick:
The music playing on the old jukebox in the the Tribute Bar was rockin'. Rain danced her way from her office area to the end of the bar so she could check and see if Patrick was ready. Rain was jammin' out to her favorite hit song. She was also doing some stretches with her sword, getting limber for tonight's ride, you know, getting back into the swing of things. Literally. The danger lurked everywhere now. It had been too long since their last ride. She needed the road as much as the road needed to be traveled. Her spirits were up. She hopped in beat for the guitar solo and played an air guitar while slinging her mane of red curls about to the rythm of the music. Her dancing was awesome and synchronized as if the music were a part of her. She had a new trick up her sleeve for Patrick on this trip! She could hardly wait to show him her newest find. He had returned from the old abandoned gas station they used as an outpost with four new transitioners. She tossed Guess a few treats, telling him to stay. .........
Rain was in mid rock when she heard the motorcycle's engine turn over to began its base filled thump thump as the exhaust echoed off the buildings in Retribution to the lyrics streaming from the jukebox. It was her call to the wild and with the lead solo blasting away she slipped into her tiny leather chaps, grabbed her scabbard and with a toss of her hair she flew out the window as the lyrics asked the same question she kept in her heart for just Patrick. Centuries of the same line had only endeared it more when they had first heard the song that was playing now. Patrick looked up and caught her by the heart as he grinned that soothing yet exhilarating damn smile he always saved for right before they headed out to ride. The engine was revved and that was her signal to take her co-pilot position on his right shoulder. She settled in for the ride needing to feel the wind in her face. She hooked a leg around the shoulder tab of his vest and let out a whoop of pure joy! She needed this as much as the transitioners needed Sanctuary. As the lyrics demanded to know... " Where do we go?" Patrick and Rain could be seen riding off into the sunset with the wind in their hair and looks of glee in their eyes.
Erin the newly transitioned daughter of the Keeper:
Erin struggled through the carnage with her sanity barely intact. She was trying to stay focused on all the good memories she had of her home and family. Her parents were probably freaking. She wondered if they knew she was still alive. Refusing to take in the abhorrent state she was surrounded by she struggled to stay focused which caused her to stumble for she was in a sense walking blind. Her brain felt raw from the sight of Hell here on earth. When she landed her face came within inches of the chest cavity of a rotting torso filled to overflowing with maggots. She had caught herself in time before landing in the putridity face first. Tears filled her eyes and then she vomited in to the rotting carcus. Her eyes started to clear and a pair of boots came to rest in front of her face then a hand appeared. She wiped her mouth on her sleeve, not caring and looked up to see Asher with a look of concern on his now stern face. Erin did not realize that she had acquired a white streak that began in the front and ran across her crown from the left side through her tresses. Asher knew the toll on everyone was obvious. He wondered about his changes. He knew they would survive to carry on with their missions but he dreaded to see them all age in such drastic measures because of the times they had been fated to survive in. Erin paused in her movements to remove her hand that was buried up to the elbow in the disgusting body cavity. She shook the majority of filth off her arm and tried to stay focused on the eyes of her friend. Afraid she would began to scream and not stop, she bit down hard on the inside of her cheek until she tasted the coppery infusion of blood fill her mouth. Though her body trembled she felt as if her soul was shored, albeit with anger, and still her resolve grew. She could feel the warrior in her coming to the forefront and wondered where it would take her this time.
Grace through Angel's eyes:
This was going to be something to see. She had witnessed Grace's soul during the banishment and she was definitely one warrior who had her own opinions most of which were based on the knowledge only she had access to. Determined would describe her. Yes, Grace was defined as having a determined faith that even shocked the Elders at times. She had changed during her travel to 2034. Angel was counting on that fact for the sake of the children. All three minds meshed as Patrick drew closer and as was his way he was giving strategic opinions. Angel was also of the opinion that Erin's demise would shift the tide for all of humankind. Grace firmly stated to both of her partners that the only reason she waited for them was out of respect. Grace stood facing the City of Carnage that held the children captive and pulled trying to feel their location among the languishing waste that lay 10 and 12 bodies deep in most places. It was as if the city had been flooded by hell. A sob escaped her because she could read each soul lamenting their choice of darkness as she searched for the children. Patrick could be heard as she stepped forward with full intention of flying toward the city in search of the struggling squad, "Wait for me, lass. They will need every chance we can grant them. Please don't go alone." said Patrick as he pleaded logically.
Rain & Patrick:
The music playing on the old jukebox in the the Tribute Bar was rockin'. Rain danced her way from her office area to the end of the bar so she could check and see if Patrick was ready. Rain was jammin' out to her favorite hit song. She was also doing some stretches with her sword, getting limber for tonight's ride, you know, getting back into the swing of things. Literally. The danger lurked everywhere now. It had been too long since their last ride. She needed the road as much as the road needed to be traveled. Her spirits were up. She hopped in beat for the guitar solo and played an air guitar while slinging her mane of red curls about to the rythm of the music. Her dancing was awesome and synchronized as if the music were a part of her. She had a new trick up her sleeve for Patrick on this trip! She could hardly wait to show him her newest find. He had returned from the old abandoned gas station they used as an outpost with four new transitioners. She tossed Guess a few treats, telling him to stay. .........
Rain was in mid rock when she heard the motorcycle's engine turn over to began its base filled thump thump as the exhaust echoed off the buildings in Retribution to the lyrics streaming from the jukebox. It was her call to the wild and with the lead solo blasting away she slipped into her tiny leather chaps, grabbed her scabbard and with a toss of her hair she flew out the window as the lyrics asked the same question she kept in her heart for just Patrick. Centuries of the same line had only endeared it more when they had first heard the song that was playing now. Patrick looked up and caught her by the heart as he grinned that soothing yet exhilarating damn smile he always saved for right before they headed out to ride. The engine was revved and that was her signal to take her co-pilot position on his right shoulder. She settled in for the ride needing to feel the wind in her face. She hooked a leg around the shoulder tab of his vest and let out a whoop of pure joy! She needed this as much as the transitioners needed Sanctuary. As the lyrics demanded to know... " Where do we go?" Patrick and Rain could be seen riding off into the sunset with the wind in their hair and looks of glee in their eyes.
Erin the newly transitioned daughter of the Keeper:
Erin struggled through the carnage with her sanity barely intact. She was trying to stay focused on all the good memories she had of her home and family. Her parents were probably freaking. She wondered if they knew she was still alive. Refusing to take in the abhorrent state she was surrounded by she struggled to stay focused which caused her to stumble for she was in a sense walking blind. Her brain felt raw from the sight of Hell here on earth. When she landed her face came within inches of the chest cavity of a rotting torso filled to overflowing with maggots. She had caught herself in time before landing in the putridity face first. Tears filled her eyes and then she vomited in to the rotting carcus. Her eyes started to clear and a pair of boots came to rest in front of her face then a hand appeared. She wiped her mouth on her sleeve, not caring and looked up to see Asher with a look of concern on his now stern face. Erin did not realize that she had acquired a white streak that began in the front and ran across her crown from the left side through her tresses. Asher knew the toll on everyone was obvious. He wondered about his changes. He knew they would survive to carry on with their missions but he dreaded to see them all age in such drastic measures because of the times they had been fated to survive in. Erin paused in her movements to remove her hand that was buried up to the elbow in the disgusting body cavity. She shook the majority of filth off her arm and tried to stay focused on the eyes of her friend. Afraid she would began to scream and not stop, she bit down hard on the inside of her cheek until she tasted the coppery infusion of blood fill her mouth. Though her body trembled she felt as if her soul was shored, albeit with anger, and still her resolve grew. She could feel the warrior in her coming to the forefront and wondered where it would take her this time.
Grace through Angel's eyes:
This was going to be something to see. She had witnessed Grace's soul during the banishment and she was definitely one warrior who had her own opinions most of which were based on the knowledge only she had access to. Determined would describe her. Yes, Grace was defined as having a determined faith that even shocked the Elders at times. She had changed during her travel to 2034. Angel was counting on that fact for the sake of the children. All three minds meshed as Patrick drew closer and as was his way he was giving strategic opinions. Angel was also of the opinion that Erin's demise would shift the tide for all of humankind. Grace firmly stated to both of her partners that the only reason she waited for them was out of respect. Grace stood facing the City of Carnage that held the children captive and pulled trying to feel their location among the languishing waste that lay 10 and 12 bodies deep in most places. It was as if the city had been flooded by hell. A sob escaped her because she could read each soul lamenting their choice of darkness as she searched for the children. Patrick could be heard as she stepped forward with full intention of flying toward the city in search of the struggling squad, "Wait for me, lass. They will need every chance we can grant them. Please don't go alone." said Patrick as he pleaded logically.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Hello!
The Sanctuary Saga
Book 3
" See the Light"
Is so much fun to write!
The youths are their quirky selves while facing their tribulations during the apocalypse.
It is coming along nicely!
I hope you are waiting for the first excerpt because I think I just wrote it!
Keep a close watch!
Tell all your friends!
Bet you can't guess where this one ends!
Friday, December 30, 2011
"How wide is the world Grandyma?", my grandchild asked.
I would like to Thank everyone who has visited here in the last few months! Your comments and visits are heartwarming! And to answer my grandchild's question:
"How wide is the world Grandyma?"
All of you are the answer!
China
Ukraine
Poland
Serbia
Israel
Egypt
Indonesia
Malaysia
Turkey
Bulgaria
Philippines
Ghana
Iceland
Brazil
New Zealand
Kenya
Argentina
Luxembourg
India
Italy
Columbia
Honduras
Moldova
United Arab Emerites
South Africa
Spain
Switzerland
Canada
Hungary
Australia
Latvia
Thailand
Singapore
Saudi Arabia
France
Germany
Russia
Japan
Ireland
the Netherlands
the United Kingdom
and of course here at home, the United States.
"How wide is the world Grandyma?"
China
Ukraine
Poland
Serbia
Israel
Egypt
Indonesia
Malaysia
Turkey
Bulgaria
Philippines
Ghana
Iceland
Brazil
New Zealand
Kenya
Argentina
Luxembourg
India
Italy
Columbia
Honduras
Moldova
United Arab Emerites
South Africa
Spain
Switzerland
Canada
Hungary
Australia
Latvia
Thailand
Singapore
Saudi Arabia
France
Germany
Russia
Japan
Ireland
the Netherlands
the United Kingdom
and of course here at home, the United States.
I love adding new countries to this list!
Thank you for visiting!
Thank you for visiting!
Monday, December 26, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
There are moments when the words just come to me and I wanted to share these with you today. All the things I have to be thankful for, among them, one comes to the forefront...... I am very thankful to have the chance to see my dreams come true!
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
"Charms of the Sisterhood" series are .........
Blessed, I have been honored with the opinion that the charms compiled for this series are suitable for framing! Thank you and please enjoy them as they are intended, little gifts of wisdom. O.G.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Announcing that the "Charms of the Sisterhood" volumes I, II and III are out !
I am so glad to announce that the "Charms of the Sisterhood" series is now available at Smashwords.com. It is a compilation of "old remedies" containing clues for the readers of the Sanctuary Saga. Volume I, II & III are published. I hope that everyone enjoys their presentation as much as I did in making them ! Read on! As I promised there are more to come!
Sincerely,
O. G. Tomes
Sincerely,
O. G. Tomes
Sunday, November 13, 2011
I paused in my writing of Book 2, The Test of Faith to check my blog.........
All the comments being posted here are greatly appreciated and for a newly published author they touch a very special part of a writer's heart. I give Thanks for all of the gifts I receive in my life. Now I have many, many more. Your approval and appreciation of my work is a bittersweet reward for the time spent in creating the Sanctuary Saga. Graciously, I would like to tell you all that the tears that fell from my eyes were filled with joy! Again, Thank you. O.G. Tomes
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
It's in the works!
I have almost completed the 'charm' book and will announce its release date as soon as I see it on the not too far horizon!
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