Webcam video of The Sword Princess.

I decided to do a webcam video of the first half of Chapter One of The Sword Princess: Cathene's Journey for those who were asking for a snippet. It is the only part that I will do even though you don't get to meet the main character - Cathene at all.


Cathene is not your typical everyday young woman. For the last seven years, she has been a slave to the woman who raised her after her father vanished in the middle of the night. Little did she know that the sword she found in her pasture will bring change to her life and to her identity.

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2mdT6cLvb00

I also did a Q & A of the story itself as well.

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xgH2MakKyJY

I hope you enjoy both videos concerning my current work in progress. I need to get back to writing so off I go.

Beth

Where oh where are the beta readers gone?

Over the past decade, I have had a lot of beta readers. Almost all of them have dumped me after doing about three to four chapters of my stories. I had really good ones that I liked, just up and vanish on me without a word to those who I also liked would lie to my face stating that real life is being hard for them at the moment and that they need to pull back and focus on that for a while (which I found for the most part to be nothing but lies).

I accept that and then later, on the same writing message group on Yahoo, I get a message from my now departed beta reader asking for new work, when he or she had real life issues pop up and suddenly, they're asking for new work. I go in and state that so and so beta reader will drop you three chapters into the work, with the claim of real life problems popped up and they can't finish editing my work. They end up getting questions posted on the group why did they drop an editing job when it was not finished. The person never answered the questions and quickly removed themselves from the group itself.

I never took on another beta reader after that, which was back in 2006. I never took a beta reader to work on my stories because they tend to dump me soon after getting to the third chapter and have to create lies to get out of working on my stories. I really love getting my stories edited to where I can get them ready for publication.

I do have one beta reader that I really like a lot and I cannot wait till she gets to the next chapters of my story as I am doing at least three edits and rewrites of each chapter before I move onto the next chapter. I hope this one doesn't leave me as I really like her a lot.

I present to you for your reading pleasure....

I did some rewrites of the beginning of Chapter Three of Warrior Princess. I kept the old version as I think I will probably rewrite it to fit how the story is flowing with more dialogue than scenery, probably flesh out the character more.

So here is the old version of Chapter Three.

Tarisn woke to the smell of wet grass and dirt. She raised herself up seeing that she still had hold of the sword that she had brought into the gate that it had created along with her flute case. She looked around to find herself in a strange area, nothing like the forest around her home. Her first thought was - is there enough oxygen in this planet for her to breathe in as she looked at the fauna that surrounded her. She realized that the air was cleaner and it had enough oxygen to support her. Tarisn rolled herself over to where she could stand without problems as she looked around to find no one was around, just forest. She walked away from the spot she landed at trying to figure out where exactly was she. She glanced at the sword. I hope you can lead me to whoever opened that gate or maybe I’ll wake up from this dream and find myself on the floor of my bed.

And now, I present to you the newer version of Chapter Three of Warrior Princess.

Aderyn stepped from her hut over looking the huts as a group of men and women sat around the fire. One of them was stirring the kettle over the fire, she looked up and smiled. “Morning Aderyn, come have some broth,”
“Morning Amelia,” Aderyn said, with a smile on her face. “But I cannot for I need to be elsewhere at this moment.”
“Very well, we shall keep it warm for you if you return before we start making our noon meal.” Amelia turned her attention back to the broth as the sorceress walked towards the group.
“Rhiannon, we need to go now,” Aderyn spoke as she looked at the woman.
“Why and where?” Rhiannon asked, as she stood up from the log.
“I will explain on the way,” Aderyn stated, as she looked at the bag by her feet. “Did you get what I asked you to gather?”
“Yes,”
“Good,” Aderyn replied. “Did he bother you about it?”
“No,” Rhiannon said. “He hasn't emerged from his hut since she was captured,”
“Good.”
“I don't know why you asked me to get clothes from Tatyana's hut for,” As she bent down to pick the bag of clothes up.
“You will see when we get there,” Aderyn replied. “Now, we need to hurry.”
“Hurry to where?” Rhiannon asked, as they hurried out of camp and into the woods, heading for where Rhiannon not know.

I'm thinking about blending the old version in with the new version after maybe a rewrite of the scene to flesh it out more. But what do you think of the beginning of both versions, which one suits the beginning of the chapter better? The old one or the new version?

Thanks.

I really love getting comments.

About my chapter bits that I put up. For one thing, it helps the author to grow as a writer if people would comment on their posts, either saying I like how you are taking the characters in or I think you need to rewrite this scene better as it doesn't sound right anymore.

Some people may not like posting chapter bits up, but I do. As it helps me grow as a writer and you can never tell who will give you an idea that changes the chapter totally around for the better.

Just a heads up, I'll be posting a tidbit of the start of chapter Three of my original story Warrior Princess with two versions of the start of that chapter. I want to know which version is better for the chapter.

Thanks and have fun writing.

Don't you even bloody listen! Rant time!

Thirteen hours ago, I posted a status message on my Facebook account this message:

My ‪#‎writing‬ goal for this weekend is to get one chapter done on both ‪#‎Warrior_Princess‬ and ‪#‎AttackofToadegaBay‬ stories. Can I do it? Maybe.

Well, five of my friends, doesn't 'see' it that way. Since 10:04am this morning, they have been calling me and now they text message me just a moment ago stating 'I need you', 'I really need you' and other text messages.

I'm trying my hardest to get two chapters on both of my stories done, but when you ignore the fact that I am trying to write all weekend long, calling me or texting me saying I need you is a form of harassment and a sign of you being co-dependent and the thing is I am a loner by nature. I hate being bothered when I clearly stated that I want to be alone! And seriously, at this time I want to be left ALONE!, so I could write my two chapters to two of my stories! I wouldn't have minded if I had said I had done it, I got two chapters on both of my writing projects done this weekend. But I made no comment on my Facebook account as of yet, really I shouldn't even be writing this rant blog right now but seriously, the constant fucking calls is pissing me off to where I have put my phone on vibrate and placed it where I cannot see it nor hear it vibrating when a call goes off, so I can write in peace.

Seriously, people! When someone says on their Facebook account I will be doing this (writing, painting or something that they want to be able to do by themselves) all weekend, don't assume that on Saturday morning that you can bother them about things, they are busy the entire weekend, unless they say I did it! I got whatever I was doing this weekend finished today! You do not call or text them and demand that they listen to you whine about something or that they want to come over and spend time with you to which you have to go get dressed, go drive to their location, pick them up and bring them to your home only to repeat those steps minus the getting dressed part at the end of the day.

So, I have no problem in ignoring the phone calls or the text messages right now as I am doing something other than paying attention to some needy person at the moment - it is called writing and I am hoping to get my original stories finished to where I can send them to my beta reader and get them ready to be published by next year.

Am I wrong to be so cold to them or am I doing the right thing since they clearly do not realize that I do not want to be bothered at this moment?

Last day of Winter vacation.

I spent a lovely two weeks from work, working on several of my stories, not one of my other websites got worked on during this time frame. During that time, I ended up getting sick, which I am still struggling with at the moment. I'm not sure how long I'll be working tomorrow.

I'm recording some of my VCR tapes to DVD for a friend who wants a set of some of the cartoons that I have recorded back when I only had a VCR recorder. This is going to be a late Christmas present to my friend as he likes the cartoon series that I video taped back in 1997-1998.

I know this will go beyond my bedtime of 10:30pm, but I don't mind not going to bed at my normal time of 10:30pm as this is a good thing that I'm doing for my friend as he'll love it.

Well, gotta go and make sure that I don't need to repeat an episode.

So I get to enjoy my last evening of winter vacation by watching TV.

Long time in posting anything here.

Seriously, I totally forgot about this place.

Well, several things have happened since I had posted.

In April 8th, I started a new job. It doesn't pay much but it is a stepping stone of sorts for me to get into a better paying job.
On September 5th, I got Employee of The Month and the thing was I was totally not expecting to get such an honor from them so soon after joining their employment.
In September, my 2002 Toyota Rav4 that I had named CJ, started her death spiral and by the 18th of September, she was dying and towed to the Toyota dealership in Columbia who I had hoped would fix her completely and get her back to me. But the transmission had died on her and it would have cost me over four thousand dollars to fix her up fully. But the thing is, she cost about five thousand dollars. So my dad put in a call to the dealership to see about trading her in for a newer but used Toyota Rav4. Guess what happened? NOTHING! They never called my dad to work with us in getting me a used but new Rav4 which would be in my name and my payments that I would be paying. They didn't seem to want to work with us, at all, so I had to, very sadly, give that dealership my three finger salute and look elsewhere for a vehicle.
The good thing that came out of this was the other dealership that had originally did the deal, which I think was why the other dealership really didn't want to work with my dad because it was not their deal originally. Joe Machens Toyota in Columbia, Missouri got the three fingered salute from both my dad and me for being very cold to a possible buyer of their vehicles and guess what? In my family, we are very loyal to the dealership that we deal with in getting vehicles. Well, on September 25, 2013, I became the owner of a 2002 Black ML320 Mercedes Benz, with car payments. Yes, I now own a Mercedes Benz in my name, not my father's or my mother's name but my name. Guess what will happen in 2017, when I pay the last payment to my CJ, I will trade it in for a newer vehicle. Not a Rav4, but another Mercedes Benz, as much as I love the Rav4s', Toyota's treatment of my dad and me basically soured my taste to the Rav4s'. I have become a Mercedes Benz girl now, instead of a Toyota girl.
I named her CJ, like my first vehicle, but that was under my dad's name, this vehicle is mine in name and everything else.
During a visit to my uncle in late October, we spoke about family and Herb made mention that his own son had defriended him on Facebook. His son had defriended his own father from his Facebook account. I went to my Facebook account to see if my cousin was still my friend, only to find out that he had done the same bloody thing to me! He deleted us both as friends and a mutual friend of ours was deleted as friends. I think I know why he removed us. It was because he got a new role in the high school football team - runningback coach or because he finally got his face slapped by the facts that his own father for the last several years had finally been vindicated as Henry needed supports on his feet to help him play better. Henry finally got the support and BANG, his game improved twenty-fold to where he's an awesome football player. You would think that would prompt his son to get in contact with his dad and invite him over to the house to apologize for second guessing him. But he did a stupid thing instead, he removed members of his own blood family from his Facebook page in lue of his in-laws. Well, lets just leave it at that as he missed out on a lot of things in the Brownell side of the family. He did come to the memorial for his grandfather but that was before he decided to cut ties to the Brownell clan who were on Facebook. Oh well, that's his loss. If he wants to be friends with us again, we will hold no hard feelings as blood is thicker than water to us but if he doesn't want to be friends with his blood kin, it is no skin off our noses, he made his bed and now he must sleep in it.
I've decided to remove chapters of my original stories from the internet, as I have decided to work on getting them published either by self publishing or going the traditional route through agents and publishers. I might try to get them finished during my winter vacation from work as I usually spend my evenings working on them, if I work on them during the daytime and the evenings, I might be able to get them done to where I can send them to a beta-reader to work on editing them before I start writing the one to two page synopsis of my latest work called Warrior Princess. I also have been doing chapter readings at a local coffee cafe in Lebanon, Missouri called Simplicity Coffee, Tea, and More each Friday evening, unless there is really bad weather to where they cancel it and it is usually held around 6pm or 6:30pm as I allow a small group of singers called Walenia to play before I read a chapter of my story Warrior Princess, then I sit down and do some writing on my story if the muse decided to start singing while I am there.
I also might have asthma as this past December 10th, I went to the ER with breathing problems and I mean I was gasping for air and my chest hurt from breathing. It turned out to be bronicospasms. In other words, the tubes leading to my lungs were spasming so hard it made it hard for me to even really speak.
Well, this is a very long post, something that I hope is not going to be a regular thing. I need to head for bed since tomorrow morning is the one of two days of work for me since I start my winter vacation on December 18th to December 30th.
I will do another post soon.
Possible topics - winter driving tips or what my driving rules are.
I might do them both since both are important.

Writing and stuff.

My writing is going on a good pace. I'm actually working on a story that deals with a kid who is being bullied in school. I was going to have it with the bully being the star of the story to see why the kid was being a bully, but my writing critique group thought it should be focusing more on the kid who was being bullied, not the bully himself. I'm putting into this story all of my experiences as a victim of bullies(even in my adult age I am a victim of a bully who conned me into believing that she was in the right and basically after about two years' I broke free after learning that this person was nothing more than a lying bully herself, when she told me her greatest and largest lie of all that my two new friends were spreading lies and rumors about my then dying mother but when I confronted both women, I learned the cold hard truth about my so called best friend who I had considered to be a sister from another family, was in fact a liar and a rumormongering bitch. I atoned my sins with the two people that this bully went after conning me into believing she was in the right, when she was behaving like a bloody effin bully and she still claims that she is not a bully when she is one.), the only thing that she did that I am thankful for was getting me angry enough to where I video taped my mom, now I have a lasting memory of my mother on video, something that she cannot take from me. That is the only good thing that she did during the last months of my mother's life without stating why don't you go video your mom, she had to bloody lie to me to get me to do something like that and when I found out that she lied to me, I basically kicked her out of my circle of friends for being a big flat out liar and a con and I kicked her out of all of my groups, removed all of her stuff from my groups and banned her from returning.

On August 13th, I finally passed my driver's test and got my license. In the year that I lost my mom, I gained my freedom to drive without a licensed passenger and a permit sticker on my vehicle anymore.

Then, on October 13th, on my Grandmother's birthday, we get news that my Grandfather who has been staying at a nursing home that he was not doing good and was being transported to the hospital. I asked dad if I should go to the hospital and sit with Grandpa but he said he should be fine when we get there at 8am, so I went back to bed since it was 2am. By 6:30am, we get the call stating that Grandpa had died. We had him cremated and formed into cannonballs to be shot out of a cannon on his memorial service. We had a real good time on that day.

We still have not dealt with my mom's ashes and we're trying to figure out what do we do with her remains. I'm thinking that we should take her ashes and that of her mother's to Hawaii and pour their ashes into the waters near Kona where my mom was the most happiest at and since my grandmother never been to Hawaii alive, this way, she'll experience Hawaii in death. I think we might do that if we get enough money together to go there but the economy here in America bloody sucks right now. But we're hoping to get some funds together to make a trip like that and give my mom a proper send-off will take time to figure out where her real resting place is. We might put half of her in Hawaii and keep the rest with us.

Losing my mom last year still hurts and I know it will hurt me for a long, long time to come. Losing my younger brother was hard but this is really, really hard.

Attack at Toadega Bay.

This is by far the most researched story that I ever really did. I've spent two years researching this subject and now I'm finally putting it down in words. Yes, I did write this story before but what I had up is not good anymore so I've ripped it up and started anew with this story.

Chapter One.

"I'll be glad to get back home to see my girls,"
"Indeed, being in a submarine for four months and barely seeing the surface is not what I had in mind for being a Navy sailor, even if I did volunteered as a member of a sub,"
"Oh sure, have fun in the Navy, see the sights, enjoy having women on your arms, but nothing about where you have four months at sea and being about three miles deep under the surface of the water with about hundred and forty-nine other men," Another sailor replied, as they walked towards the bridge to relieve the three sailors whose roles they took over.
"But I'll say this, we sure do look good in dress uniform and that gets the chicks," the other replied with a chuckle.
The sub's Admiral looked at the three men as they gave him a nod before relieving the sonar, radio and the navigator of their posts. The Admiral Harrison Paddy was a forty year old Navy and it was his last time serving as Admiral to the US Harrison ballistic submarine before he retired from service. "We're about seventy miles away from our home base in San Diego. The end of this sub's time in these waters will be coming to an end very soon. I am proud to have commanded you and hope that you will take on another volunteer job on another sub."
Pederson who had the sonar noticed something odd about the shape that was approaching their area. It was silent and by the sound of the echos it was a very large sub or possibly a whale but he knew what the whales sounded like. He turned his equipment over to the band where he had listened to the whales sing their haunted songs on to find that the ocean marine life was very silent. He swung around to the Admiral. "Admiral, we have problems, sir!"
Admiral Harrison went to his side. "What problems, Pederson?"
"I noticed a large shape coming our way and figured it might be a whale but when I switched over the frequency to the whales, I heard absolutely nothing as in their songs. This is either another sub or something else," Pederson replied.
"Collins, open a channel to the unknown sub! We need to find out who or what they're doing in our patrol area," Admiral barked off. "Flood torpedo room one and ready to launch if they don't reply."
Collins started to open a channel when the alarms went off as everyone started to silence the alarms as Pederson yelled out, "They're going to ram us!"
"Brace for impact everyone! Collins, send out a distress call! State unknown sub attacking USS Harrison, now!" Admiral Harrison barked off as everyone started to brace for the impact.
But the impact never happened as Admiral looked at Pederson. "Why didn't we get hit?"
"The attacking sub dove down. I think it is a whale . . . " Pederson spoke, as he looked at the screen but then he saw the blip show up but below them. "Oh shit, its under us sir and its rising up fast!"
"Full speed ahead!"
The next thing they felt was a hard slam and the sub felt like it was being pushed upwards fast as everyone felt the pressure on their persons. It was not long for it felt like another impact happened as the sub rolled several times.
"Damage report!" Yelled Harrison over the alarms.
"Engine room is offline sir, we have leaks in several compartments!" Yelled Bank. The emergency lights shone red as the sparks from the damaged consoles shone in the darkness.
"Injuries!" Yelled Harrison, his hand was to his head as he knew he struck his head on the ceiling before being slammed back down.
"Some spinal and head injuries, Admiral." Spoke Banks as he hurried to his side and placed some gauze on his forehead. "We need to get away from here."
"We need to get the engine back online!" Yelled the sonar.
Just as he yelled that comment out, the command center went bright with lights as everything started to come to life.
The cry of 'Thank God' were heard through out the center, as everyone turned to look at the Admiral.
"Lets get this bird moving. Banks, send radio waves stating we have sustained massive damage and serious injuries, we're coming to port in Toadega Bay, its the only place I can think of where the sub can be checked out safely. I cannot risk having a leak happen on the way to San Diego." Admiral Harrison replied. He knew that the port in Toadega Bay was deep enough for the sub to dock at and be pulled from the bay itself. He turned to look at the medic who was tending to his bleeding head, he looked at the navigator. "How long till we get there?"
"About four days at this speed, sir, any faster and we will be dead in the water." The navigator replied.
The Admiral slammed his fist down hard. He knew his crew was seriously injured but if he pushed the sub any faster, his crew would either die or suffer more. He knew his medics on board were good, he just prayed that they make it to Toadega Bay before a member of his crew died.
The medic came and told him that he needed to rest. Even though he didn't want to, he did follow the medic's order as he retired to his berth. As he laid on it the last thing that did remain on his mind was what attacked them.

Yes, I know, what attacked the sub and would we find out what attacked it.
It will be learned later on what attacked it as one of the sailors will have a connection to one of my main characters that I have in my story.

Working on Warrior Princess.

My newest original story that I started back in November of 2011.

This excerpt is from that story. I want to know what everyone thinks of this small peice that I did.

Tarisn concentrated all her skill in her last attack on Rhiannon and found that Rhiannon had reacted slower to her swing and moved fast to disarm her of her sword and flipped her onto her back and pinned her down with Rhiannon’s sword in one hand and her own in her right hand. “Do you yield?”
Rhiannon looked at her breathing heavy as did Tarisn as the sweat dripped from Tarisn’s face. She nodded. “I yield this fight and you have passed your final test.”
Tarisn looked a bit puzzled but then anger appeared over her face as she pulled away from her. “You should have told me this was my final test!”
Rhiannon got up slowly. “I couldn’t as I wasn’t told when my final test happened either.”
Tarisn turned to look at Aderyn. “You knew this was the final testing day, didn’t you?”
“I can neither deny nor confirm that,” Aderyn stated, as she walked over to them to check for injures sustained by the swords.
Tarisn glared at Aderyn but then, she glanced away from her. “I should have known this day was coming.”
“What do you mean?” Aderyn asked, as she healed the cut on her shoulder.
“I should have known as this day is year six of us being here,” Tarisn replied, as she glanced at the woman who looked for more cuts. “That was the only one I got.”
Aderyn shook her head as her hand pressed on the wound on her leg to see her flinch. “I know where you got hit at, Tarisn.”
Rhiannon saw her stretch her arms. “So you were in a sense aware that this could be the final test?”
“Yeah, but I had thought I would have been informed before hand,”
“I was not told by my mentor either and when he was asked, he said every swordswoman or swordsman never knew when the final test would come as a fight would spring up without notice and you need to be on your toes about it.” Rhiannon replied, as Aderyn went to her side to heal the wounds that she got from Tarisn’s blade. “And by how you did, you did really well for a beginner swordswoman.”
“Well, I did have over four thousand, three hundred and eighty days of training underneath me, Rhiannon,” Tarisn stated, as she cleaned her blade in the water trough and dried it off with the towel. “You did make sure that I knew what I was doing with the sword.”

Four thousand, three hundred and eighty days is 6 years in the realm that my original female character is now in. From our world that rotates 364 or depending on the leap year 365 to a world that rotates 730 days. I have done over eight chapters in this story. I'm hoping to have at least 20 chapters by the time I'm done.

But when the editing process starts with this story, the chapters may increase. I am pleased with how the story is going, my writing groups that I'm in, like what I have done too.

Ugg, beta readers.

My worst experiences with beta readers is those who up and abandon you in mid-rewrites and you are waiting and waiting for the e-mail in your inbox with your next chapter ready for your eyes to go over them and do the corrections needed.

Only to find that the beta reader has not sent you anything. You figure just wait a little longer than the week you have been waiting. Finally, three weeks have passed and you e-mail them to see what is going on with the edits to your story and when will you see the chapter come back into your inbox. After a month of not hearing from them at all, they finally respond to you stating that they got involved in with something else and you should get the next chapter in a couple of days. You are okay with that and patiently wait or continue writing more chapters to your story till the second day comes and you check your inbox to find nothing from your beta reader at all.

The two day promise didn't happen and they didn't send you the chapter when stated. You e-mail them asking for the chapter even if it was not finished being edited yet as you're firing them as your beta reader because you need a beta reader who is more responsible as in doing the editing and sending it back to you within a few days.

I had to drop several of my beta readers that I have had over the years, all because they don’t send me, my work back when they promised to return them. I would have understood if they were delayed in working on my story, only if they told me so. I would love to have a beta reader stick with me longer than nine chapters but that means finding one who you have to pay to edit the story and you don't have much money to afford paying a beta reader. Finding a beta reader for either fan fiction or original stories is like pulling teeth.

It might be for the best interest in any writer to start to learn how to beta read your own stories and bypass the beta readers themselves since most of them will not finish the job you have asked them to do or spend money on possible scammer beta readers who will do a shitty job and you end up finding more errors than anything.

I may consider doing my own beta reading myself on my stories and not contend with having beta readers at all.

Still working . . .

On my stories that I have done during the month of November. I'm hoping to get them finished by the end of the year, but I do not see that happening as I am still a very long way to go before I'm done writing them.

I'm hoping to have them done most likely by the end of next year. I have so many stories to work on, it might take me years to finish them all.

The month of November.

National Novel Writing Month is running strong. I have two stories that I am doing and I have already reached the 50K mark on the combined word count of my two stories that I am doing for this month.

Medusa: Tale of a monster and Trouble with Immortals.

These two stories are really going nice and strong and I am looking forward to finishing them and getting them both edited for publication.

I have actually added another story to my workload for November. Below are the updated synopsis of my three stories.

Stories that I am working on: Medusa: Tale of a Monster/Trouble with Immortals/The mystery of the sword.

Medusa: Tale of a monster.

As the high priestess to the Goddess Athena, Medusa was the most beautiful of all her priestess. She was very loyal and dedicated to her Goddess as suitors courted her to give up her role as high priestess to become their wife and mother to their children. She politely refused each one of them; even when a God tried his best to convince her to leave the role of high priestess.

When she refused Poseidon's offer politely, his blind rage at her over her rejection makes him do the unthinkable within the temple and inadvertently shatters her life forevermore. Athena banished her to live alone with a curse laid down on her. Now scared to gaze upon any man as they would turn to stone, she embarks on a journey to the far reaches of the world. Years of loneliness torment the now aging Medusa; a Prince from a far distant land seeks her head to save his mother from a king who wants to marry her. Can this Prince end her torment and save his mother without being killed by her?
Trouble with Immortals.

When her father named her after the Goddess of Love, Aphrodia never knew her love life would be so complicated. She's chased by men and Gods alike for her affections. But will one God who has chased other women finally be caught by her and will her love life end when she realizes that she's in love with an Immortal God.

The mystery of the sword.

When a mysterious sword appeared in her pasture, Tari's life changed as a mysterious woman appeared requesting her aide. Tari figuring it was only a dream, agreed. She suddenly finds herself in unfamiliar terrority and twenty years younger. She is now the leader of a band of warriors trying to free their lands from an evil King, who had captured their leader. It is up to Tari to lead the rescue. Can she put behind her past and step up to the plate and be the leader she knows is there?

The first chapter of Medusa: Tale of a monster/Trouble with Immortals/Mystery of the Sword will be posted on my DeviantART account - fanfictionaxis, when the month is over or sometime during the month of December.

Progress report.

My progress report is so far pretty good.

I have about eleven writing projects going on at once. Am I freaking crazy trying to do all that? Yeah, you got to be a bit twisted for this job. :)

Some of the titles of my works are done but I am rereading them to check for flaws in the storyline after not reading them for a year and some a few months.

The Storyteller's tale - vampire romance adventure story. I reread that one and realized that there was a scene missing which I have added to the story. I may end up adding more scenes to it.
Finished, needs some polishing.

Trouble with Immortals - Greek mythology story dealing with the granddaughter of Zeus and her trials to find love. This was already completed back in 1985, but when I read over it, I found that the plot I had for it ended up being rank. So I'm going to start rewriting it completely from the first page to the last in the month of November for my NaNoWriMo writing project.

Deserted Earth - a future world adventure story dealing with a plague sent by the 'Gods' of the first bloods against all humans which also included some first bloods as well. To erase the diease on the planet Earth called Humans, all of humanity is killed off or is it? One long human girl searches for other survivors only to find that those who have ablilities beyond her own survived. She finds out that the world is not dead of people - a lone first blood shows up to rock her world is she knows it as he reveals that she's not totally human after all.
Writer's block has hit this one. Rereading to see where I drifted off at.

Pharaoh's daughter - my NANO writing project. A Pharaoh's daughter is reincarnated. Why was she reborn at this time? She finds her brother with his protectors in San Fran and she starts to fall back in love with her former lover but will an old secret prevent them from regaining their lost love and save her little brother from the clutches of an evil priestess? Writer's block.

Hunter: Secret Service Agent - supernatural murder mystery. What do you get when you mix Supernatural creatures like shapeshifters and a murder mytery novel, yup, you get a very interesting mystery novel. Stalled.

Death in the family - murder mystery. The murder of the parents of three grown men now must contend with the mystery surrounding their murder. Can the grandparent's granddaughter help find the killer or will she fall to the one who killed her grandparents? Stalled.

Medusa: Tale of a Monster - Greek Mythology story. Medusa, the lovely woman
turned to monster tells Perseus how she became a monster and how she longs for
death to come to her. Will he give her what she wants the most and will he
survive to tell her side of the story?
Working on the outline - will work on it during November.

Mutants revealed - a present day story dealing with people who are mutants and that one person is determined to make people see that anyone at any age of life could become one and it is nothing they could do about it as it is in their genes.
Sort of stalled on this one.

Murder on the track - murder mystery on a racehorse track. Who killed the jockey and the horse in the middle of a big race shown to millions? Stalled.

The Dragon, The Rose and the Realm of Magic - fantasy romance. A young sorceress hides the truth of being a princess from a young man she saved from a dragon in the Forest of Magic, unaware that the young man is a prince, one with whom she was to meet the following day. Both have fallen for each other not knowing that they were to meet. He, later find out the truth on their wedding day and is shocked when he learns that the sorceress who he had fallen for was in fact the princess before she flees into the realm of magic in tears and to protect herself from being slain by the prince's magic hating step mother.
Finished, but needs polishing.

Birth of Dragons - space adventure collabaration between me and my best friend.
A small military guard of an imperial house is led by a Saurian commander named Ebon but also known as The Dragon. Those who served under him were later known as Ebon's Dragons. Watch as Ebon grow from being a servant to a military commander leading his ladies into battle. Stalled.

And my website that I am working on for the stories is getting closer to being put online officially. I will post more about that later.

That's all of my projects that I'm working on right now.

Beth F Brownell