Writerly Wednesday Welcomes Widdershins!

Welcome Widdershins to this almost Thanksgiving Writerly Wednesday Post!

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Bio:
I was born in England, grew up in Australia, moved to Canada in 2004 and married the love of my life. I’m a writer and shaman, a bicyclist and a feminist. I’ve been an architect, a seamstress, an athlete and a field hand. Writing is my passion and my profession, novels specifically, and always with lesbian characters.

Blurb:
“Three friends find themselves responsible for a mystical Sphere that has the power to destroy or save the Mortal Realm. Immortal beings interfere, lovers and ex-lovers intrude, egos and politics get in the way. In spite of all these distractions, they must achieve their destiny before the Sphere awakens and decides its own fate.”

Excerpt:
A Portal glowed fiercely, then shattered. Wind rushed through the broken Hall.
Chalone’s face turned white. She barged through the fleeing crowd to Liesha’s side. “The corridors are being ripped apart!” she shouted above the roar of rushing air and an alarm that no one had thought to shut off.
“I can see that,” Liesha said too loudly as the sound eased, and picked up the headset the gale had swept from her head. She’d had no time to reintegrate her implants and used it to communicate with the ECHO network. “I am going to stop this.”
The alarm finally fell silent. “You can’t stop it,” Chalone said.
“What do you mean?” Liesha suddenly grabbed her arms hard enough to cause bruises. Chalone winced and she released her grip. “Sorry,” she apologized. “Tell me.”
“Mor brought us back in time to the moment just after we left,” Chalone explained.
Liesha looked blank for a moment and then she turned as pale as Chalone. “We are witnessing the beginning of the maelstrom in the Hub!” She looked aghast at the dying Hall.
“Not all of it. Our Portals aren’t enough to create that monstrosity, but if this is happening throughout the Gallery…?” Chalone swallowed hard.
Liesha focused inward, listening to a strident voice issuing from her headset. “I still have to stop it here,” she said with jagged determination.
“You have that kind of power? Why didn’t you use it when we were trapped in the Hub?” Chalone accused.
“I was not able to. It requires many ECHOs, and our communications do not work in the Gallery.”
Vian finished giving orders for crowd control, organized the evacuation of the nearby houses, and initiated the clause in the council charter that gave her immediate and total control of all the resources she ever needed or wanted. She interrupted Chalone and Liesha.
“Hurry,” she said to Liesha. “If you can’t hold at least one of the Portals, then we’re marooned here forever. Everything we’ve all worked for will be lost.”
“I am aware of that fact,” Liesha snapped back at her.
Chalone looked from one to the other. “You both knew this would happen.”
“Not exactly,” Vian said. “The ECHO hierarchy have suspected something similar for a while. Hence their frenzied attempts to get their communications working inside the Gallery,” she said pointedly and pulled Chalone away from Liesha, gathering up Pirelle and Jalemi. “Let’s leave Liesha to get on with it.”

Interview

1. In three days, all power will go off, everywhere for a very long time. What will you include in your author survival kit?
Lots of graphite sticks and lots of paper. (it’s multi-purpose, re-usable and re-re-usable) A set of standard encyclopedias, and ‘how-to’ encyclopedias. My tarot cards. Several hundred meters of string and a long pole.

2. Where did the idea for the work you are promoting arise?
I’d actually already written Book 3 (which was intended to be Book 1) in the ‘Gallery” series when I realized I needed a whole lot more back story, which evolved into the current Books 1 and 2.
But the original idea started when I was recovering from a motorcycle accident waaaay back in the ‘80’s’ and needed something to take my mind off the excruciating pain of healing – physiotherapy – I used to sit beside a river after a physio session and write until I felt like I could engage with my life again.
The story has nothing to do with that time though. True escapism in action!

3. What do you like to read?
Science Fiction and Fantasy and most of the sub genres. I’m not fond of the paranormal sub, although Charles de Lint is a master at it and I’ll read just about anything he writes.
An occasional mystery, usually on the light side. I can’t do horror and gore, it gives me nightmares for way too long. Nor can I read, or watch, animal stories, no matter how happy the ending turns out to be.
I do like alternate histories though. What ifs …? For instance, what if, in 1066, William the Conqueror … didn’t?

4. Tell us about the most exciting place you have ever visited?
Perhaps not the most exciting, but certainly one of the most eerie. Honolulu airport. Seriously! … it was on my flight from Sydney, Australia to Vancouver, Canada. We had a midnight re-fueling stop-over in Honolulu, at about 12 hours into the flight. Imagine a plane full of sleep deprived passengers walking from one end of a completely deserted terminal, except it was full of shadows and echoes, to the other. It was a really big terminal. I think there were only two or three humans in the entire building, apart from us. It felt like an episode from the ‘Twilight Zone’.

5. What is the most mundane, day to day, thing you can share about yourself?
This is a kinda depressing question. Every time I think of something that could possible fall into the ‘mundane’ category I, in all honesty, have to relegate it to the ‘weird’ or ‘eccentric’ box.
OK. Here’s one. I like knitting. One time I knitted this … erm … nope, that goes into the ‘seriously eccentric’ category!
Alright, this is the most mundane thing I can find. I play Bejeweled Twist when I’m stuck on a writing scene. How’s that?

(I can think of some other things to do when you are stuck on a scene.  Acting it Out, maybe?  Unless it will do harm to yourself or others. 🙂 )

6. What scares you the most?
Small spaces, rooms with no windows. I don’t mind if the door is open, but close it and I’m a little worried. No way out.

7. Tell us anything but keep it G rated.
The sound of bagpipes makes me cry!

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