Wednesday, January 15, 2020

New World by Liza O'Connor

                            NEW WORLD

With much of Earth burning presently, soon Earth will fall into a very long ice age.
Fortunately, a group of women, men, half-saires, and one full-saire are hidden on a lovely island. The full-saire has a spaceship capable of leaving Earth and traveling to a more reliable planet that never grows too cold or hot.
However, when they arrive, the planet looks much like prehistoric Earth, with giant reptiles everywhere. Fortunately, Keelan and Tiburon are strong and mighty warriors. By noon, they have killed most of the deadly creatures that their life bubble protects. They also saved the life of a twelve-foot chicken-like creature who turns out to be sentient and a great help when locating dangers.
The two warriors were able to remove most of the T-Rexes as well. Only two had to be killed for refusing to leave their valley. Thus, they have survived day one.
But how long will their bullets and luck hold out?

3. Fear sets in, due to all the crap they brought.

Finally, the ship was ready, the skies were clear, and the winds were calm. Jesse had not realized how much had to be right before a ship could take flight...or whatever it did to pop into the space next to their new home.
After serving the children an early breakfast, Jesse and Keelan led them to the invisible spacecraft which he had moved near the mansion so they would not have to go into the jungle. Still, it took several hours to properly secure each child in their soft cocoon attached to the wall. Per Enigma’s instructions, which only Keelan heard, the children were soon safely secured, but unhappy with the tight cocoons that prevented any movement.
While Jesse tried to sooth and calmed the children, Keelan returned to their beautiful home and rounded up the adults.
“Where exactly is this ship? Mechel demanded.
Keelan turned off the cloaking devise so they could see the ship.
Unfortunately, seeing the mass of junk attached to the exterior of the ship seemed to terrify them more.
Keelan attempted to calm them with assurances.
“While the hop from one place to another will not harm the massive amount of crap strapped to the ship, the ascension from earth and descension on their new planet would rip everything to pieces if not for a bubble device that I will  activate around the ship, leaving only the exhaust sections of the main rocket uncovered.
Now everyone was reconsidering the wisdom in going to an unknown planet in such a poorly built ship. Many now stated a wish to burrow into the Earth for the rest of their lives.
Keelan tried to assure them that the bubble device would keep them safe during both entry and landing. Unfortunately, many of the adults didn’t believe him.
Keelan was most put out. “I realize none of you have the competency to grasp the concepts of true space travel, but my existence here on this planet should be sufficient for you to believe space travel is possible.”
“Excellent point. How do we know you actually came from space?” Kyle challenged.
Tiburon glared at Kyle. “I have seen the ship from inside. It is far beyond our comprehension, but our inability to actually fly this ship is no reason to hide underground. I dare say none of you can fly an airplane, but you don’t question whether a plane can fly!”
“We don’t have time for this nonsense,” Keelan yelled. “Jesse and the children are already secured inside. Either enter the ship or stay here.”
Fifteen feet above them, large metal doors opened and a ramp extended to the ground. Jesse stood in the entrance. She spoke to the adults outside. “We have worked so hard to go to a better home. Why are you doubting this is the right path now?”
“This island is a good place to live,” Kyle yelled. “Why do we need to go anywhere else?”
Mike stood next to his father. “I agree that we should wait until there is a true need to leave.”
Jesse stared at her frightened family. “We cannot predict the exact moment this planet will cease to be a haven for humans, but the signs are already here. Why are you doubting this is our best chance for survival?”
She focused on David, then Carmella. “You two may be the smartest people on Earth. How can you wish to go underground for the rest of your lives than to blink across two galaxy’s and create a new home in a better place?”
David chuckled. “Oh, I’m going. This is too enticing not to do.” He then turned to the others. “I know you are all concerned about dying. But we will eventually die, no matter what we do. Now, you can stay here and die a gruesome death of starvation since I never filled the bins with food, or you can join a grand adventure.”
“Why didn’t you fill the bins?” Kyle demanded.
“Because we had all agreed going to a new world was better. I’m aware that many of you are shocked at the external shabbiness of the ship’s appearance. It disturbed me as well. Had they not put the bubble around it, I would still be concerned. But they have confined all our messy junk we insisted on taking, and I believe it can do its job.”
“But is it not safer to stay here?”
“The answer is no on many levels. First, you will run out of food within a month. Second, this island will be underwater in less than two years. Third, without Jesse’s soothing nature, you will all be fighting within a week.

About the Author
   Liza lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens in a myriad of genres.



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Monday, January 13, 2020

Personal blog: Gallifrey falls no more

Sorry, this isn't a blog about Doctor Who. The title will make sense, I assure you.

Recently I wrote a downer but true blog about how I was feeling. I didn't post the link on my social media but I didn't want to leave such a sour note on here. Yes, I am doing much better and am in a better mental state than I was when I last updated here.

How I was feeling was deeply affecting my husband. It was affecting so many aspects of our lives it wasn't fair to him. It broke my heart hearing him confess that he was afraid it was going to damage our relationship. I just couldn't let that continue. It took some soul searching to pull me out of the funk.Instead of focusing on the bad, I found the good again. My positive nature eventually won out.

There's a reason why people make new years resolutions. A new year feels like a fresh slate, a clean notebook waiting for the pen. Suddenly I couldn't wait to fill pages with my purple ink marks. I don't have to wallow. I can take control. A new shift bid will be coming out soon at work that will help with feeling like all I do is work and sleep. In the meantime, we started on a better daily routine that has been a huge help. All my life, time management has been a huge problem for me, but it's getting better.

Also after a few missteps, I have started back on the keto lifestyle. I just want to physically feel good again and today I started that journey. The first goal is to be under 200 pounds by Valentine's Day. Got 30 days to lose the first 15. I think that's manageable.

I will carve more time out to write. Ember has been getting in my ear lately, painting a beautiful picture of the fourth book. I can't wait to start exploring it more. Soon I will have three lovely new covers to update on the Mirror series with. I also plan to update the paperback so expect a new post about that soon!

I really am feeling better about myself and the new year. I am excited for the challenges that lie ahead with the next few months.

The Doctor thought his world was gone. All he had left was a painting depicting its destruction. I felt that in my heart over the last month or so. Like what was good in me had vanished and all was left was a shell. But he learned that all was not lost, his planet and his people was restored. Today, I am that painting. No longer a shell of who I was, but a shining example of what I am and will become. Gallifrey Falls No More