Psychopomp

A cold wind roars through the rafters. Inside the house, there is the sparkle of glitter and the sound of your grandchildren. Your bones ache with the cold and you’re feeling your age today. The food has lost its flavor and you barely ate, but you feel no sting of hunger.

You feel just a little off today. Old resentments and memories are digging at the edges of your mind–they’ve been doing that lately. You feel sad and depressed, and you can’t really pin down why.

Then, you hear it. Beyond the sound of the holiday show on the television, beyond the moaning wail of the wind, you hear it.

From the forest, so far from your home, you hear the triumphant sound of The Hunt. You sit up and your head swivels towards the sound. One of your grandchildren heard it, too, you notice; but she goes back to watching her show.

Slowly, stiffly, you rise to your feet. To each of your children, you gently speak, all resentments forgotten… You’ve heard the horn. You know what it means, even if they don’t.

You pick up the phone and call that one person you could never forgive. No one picks up, so you leave a message that grants forgiveness… and asks for it.

Then you lie down, looking around you. Peace comes over you. It will happen tonight. You won’t rise in the morning. You look around your room, and you smile… and cry. There are so many memories in this house. So many stories hidden within its walls–if only they could speak.

The thunder of your own heart roars in your ears… blending with the thunder of hooves. The horn sounds again, and you slip from your body. Looking back at it, you feel gentleness and joy overcome you. Walking through the walls of your home, incorporeal and insubstantial now, you find yourself standing before a God.

His visage is the Universe itself, encapsulated in Death.

You can feel his welcome and his smile. To your great surprise, he bows formally to you. Returning the gesture, you join others, and find that you can keep up easily on this Hunt. You run, free and filled with joy. At the end of this run shall be Paradise. You know it now, as you never did while you yet lived.

For you, there will be a time of rest. A time of immense peace and joy while you watch those you love live out their lives.

In the wake of the Psychopomp and his Hounds, you run and laugh with the others until you arrive at the gates of Annwyn. There, for a moment, you hesitate. You turn to look back at Gwynn.

“I heard the horn. I told them I loved them.”

You feel his smile, his pleasure, and his pride. “It is a good death,” is his response.

You smile back. “Yes,” you agree. “I wouldn’t have known, without it. I might not have gotten to say the only thing that really matters.”

He turns to go, but you have one thing left to say…

“Thank you.”

He pauses for a moment, and then leaps away to search out the rest of the souls that await the gates of Annwyn. No more needs be said, for you understand his urgency. And… his purpose.

 

——————-

 

The Risen God (Currently Under Construction 😀 )

Gwynn ap Nudd is the Master of the Hunt. A mighty God, his job is like that of any psychopomp… lead souls to the Afterlife for a time of rest and restoration.

But dark forces have trapped him beneath the ground. For centuries, he has lain, neither dead nor alive… unable to free himself.

When at last he is dug up, he must retrieve all that makes his work possible in the world. In the meantime, he must work to protect the woman who resurrected him, bringing him back from his living death.

Advertisements

A Gargoyle’s Might: Meet The Huntress

(These links go to either my own website or to the Supernaturals Wiki)

Book 2 in the Supernaturals Now series is A Gargoyle’s Might. This is Lincoln and Ivory’s book.

I have struggled with this book because Ivory is such a not-likeable character in the beginning. I really dislike her, and every time she seems to come up with a redeeming quality, she turns around and does something else particularly irritating.

That’s not the least of it, however. A lot of new players are stepping onto the board. Many of them are ancient, canny, unnerving creatures with few or no morals and vast powers. The primary one of these is The Huntress. She has forced her way forward by entering Tallis‘ territory at just the wrong time.

As you may know from My Love Under Cover, there’s a powerful, underground ring of drug lords dealing EnVygle to the rich. Just as tensions are at their highest between Tallis and Nerianne, and as Tallis nearly starts a war with the Ifrit Emperor, The Huntress arrives on the scene.

For all of her known history, The Huntress has been singularly neutral. She does not involve herself in any squabbles or fights between any of the other races. Despite this, she has been the most hunted creature, ever. Her power is so great that she is feared by every single race on Earth. Every creature from vampires and werewolves to goblins and wraiths fear her; not because she has done anything to any of them, but merely because she could destroy them all if she decided she wanted to.

For now, most of them are unaware that something even more dangerous brews in their midst. They are beginning the process of gathering together to combat any danger The Huntress may present. While they are distracted by her, another force plots dominion over all things.

The plot has certainly thickened in A Gargoyle’s Might.  Lincoln and Ivory are struggling to find common ground, completely oblivious to the danger that awaits them at every turn. Bless their hearts. 😀

Guardian of the Abyss Makeover!

cover2

 

Guardian of the Abyss has a new cover.

Sometimes it’s a difficult choice to let go of something that you genuinely like. Although it was not a popular cover, the old Guardian of the Abyss cover is actually one of my personal favorites.

That being said, the new cover is just fantastically lovely, and I certainly hope that, with a new cover, more people will be ready and willing to discover the beauty of Sarah and Abaddon’s love.

As a newbie Indie author, I am bound to make mistakes. This one was one of mine. I am grateful to all who mentioned the issue, so that I could correct it.

Now, if you’ll pardon me, I’m going to go cradle the old cover and comfort it. It needs it. Not me. Seriously. Would I kid about a thing like that??

The Risen God by Shannon Phoenix

The book I’m currently working like mad on is currently called The Risen God.

So far as I know, my background is English or Irish. Possibly Scottish. Either way, with what little I know of my family history, at least some of my ancestors are from that area. I’ve always felt a pull towards that area, and thus I have decided to begin my ‘gods’ series with one of the most compelling ones from that area. I suspect that many of them will be from that area.

Something that is not talked about at all is how many of us white people have also lost our own heritages and backgrounds. I am not out to demonize Christians or their religion, I am simply stating a fact when I say what I am about to: Christianity in its early incarnation wiped out multitudes of other cultures–and many of them were white cultures.

The Irish, the Welsh, the English, the Scottish… they all had their own religions, their own culture, even their own writing. The Christians tried at that time to claim that they brought writing to the Isles, but this is not true. The druids (the ‘educated’ of the Isles) had a form of writing called Ogham well before the Roman Christian conquerors came.

So my first book in the Gods and Goddesses series centers around Gwyn ap Nudd. This ancient God was the Welsh God of the Hunt. His job was that of a psychopomp… meaning that he led forgotten or lost… or evil… souls to the Afterlife.

In The Risen God, the first in the series, Gwyn is found buried in a pasture by Terry. Terry is an average woman. There’s nothing special about her. She’s not psychic, she’s not the reincarnation of someone he loved. She’s just a typical American woman going about her day…. when she finds something extraordinary.

Now, Gwyn must find his Horn, fetch his horse and his hounds, and ride again. The fate of mankind rests upon the psychopomps being found and being able to do their jobs again. The gates to Annwyn (paradise) are degrading, and soon souls will be entirely unable to return home between reincarnations. And there will be no more choice in reincarnation thereafter–all souls will be trapped eternally on what will rapidly become a desolate planet upon which only a few will appear to thrive–even as the evil that rots their souls grows.

But that evil has had a lot of time to plot and plan. And even as Gwyn begins to search for his Horn, his Horse, and his Hounds, he continually finds himself stymied by the long-term planning of an encroaching evil.

The resurrection of Gwyn ap Nudd is symbolic, certainly; as he was not dead. Yet it is symbolic on two levels, for the resurrection of Gwyn ap Nudd into common culture is past its time. All of us whose cultures were destroyed have a right to our heritage; to pride in that heritage, and to resurrect that heritage.

So I welcome back Gwyn, God of the Hunt, God of the Dead. May you once more, in the minds of mankind, usher the dead home.

Guardian of the Abyss goes on Tour!

Here’s the schedule:

December 3 Interview
The Creatively Green Write at Home Mom
www.creativelygreen.blogspot.com

December 3 Spotlight
http://victoriadanann.me

December 4 Promo
Book On A Wire
bookonawire.com

December 4 Interview
Marked By Books
http://markedbybooks.blogspot.com

December 5 Guest blog
Roxanne’s Realm
www.roxannesrealm.blogspot.com

December 6 Guest blog
Cloey's Book Reviews and Other Stuff
cloeyk.blogspot.com

December 7 Guest blog and review
Wolf Majick Reviews
wolfmajick.blogspot.com

December 7 Promo
DEB SANDERS
http://DebSanders.com

December 8 Guest blog
Carly Fall - Where Fantasy Meets Romance
www.carlyfall.com

December 9 Interview
http://www.kaydeeroyal.blogspot.com

December 9 - promo and review
Beverly @ The Wormhole
http://wormyhole.blogspot.com/

December 10 Guest blog
Fang-tastic Books
http://www.fang-tasticbooks.blogspot.com

Free Book and Short Story!

Okay, so on  Sunday, June 3, 2012, A Wolf’s Song will be FREE on Amazon!

If you haven’t already read A Wolf’s Song, get it FREE on Sunday, June 3!

The following offer is available to anyone who has gotten A Wolf’s Song from Amazon:

Write up a review on my Amazon page for A Wolf’s Song. Either post here, or on my Facebook that you read it, you posted your review, and what your Amazon Username is. Then email me at shannon(at)shannonphoenix(dot)com with your email address. I will send you my short story entitled The Minister’s Paige for free.

This mini e-book will ONLY be available to those who have written a review on Amazon, Goodreads, (and any other site as determined by the author) and who have informed me via this blog, email, or Facebook of what your Username is and where you posted the review (and if you give me an email address to send it to).

The Minister’s Paige:

Paige is invited to a party by her vampire boss. There, she finds herself an unwitting pawn in a high stakes game between her boss, his rival, and one of the most powerful vampires alive. The Minister of Justice, Stavos, has come to investigate rumors of Hunts in the area; a ‘game’ in which two human women are pitted against each other in a life or death fight. The victor must kill her opponent, only to be hunted by the vampires in her own turn.

A short, dark romance suitable for adults.

Unorthodox Kindle Cover

So, I use a regular Kindle. I like to carry it around in my purse, but I don’t like the $40 price tag on the official Kindle cover.

If you know how I feel, and you’re looking for a good cover for yours, too… I have found a solution!

http://www.facebook.com/SewHappyDesignsbyAbbyR

I was at a May Faire with my 5 year old and found Abby’s sandwich wraps. Being ‘natural living’ minded to begin with, I snatched one up for that. But then, since I’ve been yearning lately for protection for my Kindle, I thought, “What the heck, I’ll give it a try…” and viola!!

It’s a perfect fit to protect my Kindle.

But there was even better news coming up for me. Her snack bag was perfect for the Garmin that I like to carry around so it doesn’t get stolen out of the car, as well! Two-fer!

So, if you’re ‘natural living’ minded and don’t like throwing out reams of plastic baggies, or if you need a Kindle cover, or if your Garmin is getting scratched up… consider checking her pretty little designs out. I bet, if you have a Fire, she’d even be willing to make the sandwich cover a bit bigger for you if you asked.

Anyway, check out her stuff, it’s great! 🙂

Disclaimer

The advertisements and News articles from SNF on this site are intended for entertainment purposes only, and the writer is not responsible for misunderstandings or unrealistic expectations of delivery on spoof news articles or spoof advertisements.