Thursday, August 20, 2009

Sneak Peak at Epilogue for Dragon's Breath, BOOK 4!!!


Below is what I’m toying with as the epilogue into Dragon’s Breath, book four in my Denicalis Dragon Chronicles series. Feel free to comment with ideas, thoughts, opinions, or just a simple hello if you like! And if not, that’s ok too - enjoy!

Dark, shadowed shapes stand quietly around an object on a beach in the gloomy twilight of a new day. Their heights vary, ranging from tall to short, much like bamboo pieces of a pan flute, one taller and one shorter than the one next to it. Two non-human creatures stand on either side of the line of seemingly human shapes in respectful silence.

The unrecognizable shapes are standing in a mournful huddle around a horizontal form before them, where it lies motionless on the sandy beach not far from the place where the water meets the land. The shape is that of a once vibrant yet now lifeless corpse.

A thick gray blanket of clouds hovers above them as an unwelcome cool mist covers the huddled group with a thin, damp blanket of moisture. The sparkling, liquid edge of the nearby lake is still somewhat choppy, pulsing in the slow, rhythmic process of settling down after an earlier commotion. This liquid oasis is the former home of the Castle of Tears.

Other than the group surrounding the corpse on the beach, there appears to be no other form of visible life anywhere around them. The eerie growls heard earlier in the thick blanket of fog are now silent, and the previous murky cloud of wispy tendrils which covered the lake earlier has dissipated with the dawn of a new day. Even the spinning, fish-spewing funnels are nowhere to be seen anywhere across the once dark, menacing body of water.

The mourners watch in silent disbelief as the nearby shoreline suddenly comes to life, giving birth to dozens of sand crabs as they erupt from their hiding places like lava from mini volcanoes. The beach creatures of varying shapes and sizes, with short, spindly legs, pay no attention to those huddled around the body where it remains motionless on the beach. The well-armored platoon of crustaceans works quickly, as if driven by a single mind, each taking its place next to an empty location adjacent to a sling brought by one of the larger non-human shapes – a dragon. After working in unison to spread the sling out like a flattened alia leaf, the crabs turn together and make their way to other unmarked yet unquestionable locations next to the horizontal form, still motionless on the shore just a few feet away.

The sad group watches the scene before them in silence, somehow knowing what was happening – what MUST happen – to their former comrade, each of them struggling with their emotions – stifling cries that beg to be released…

Each understanding that Grief is a powerful emotion and demon…

Each hoping this demon is one that can be overcome with vigilance, time, and a little bit of luck.

The only sounds heard as the sand crabs take their unmarked places alongside the corpse are the gentle lapping of the waves on the beach, restrained liquid cries for the loss of one so special - one so young - and the click, click, clicking of the sand creatures as they speak in a foreign tongue to each other…

Perhaps telling tales of other senseless deaths…

Perhaps asking each other why something so unfortunate, so wasteful, had to happen to this particular human on this particular day…

Perhaps offering sympathies in a strange language that, no matter how hard the humans tried, remained misunderstood.

Once the sand creatures completely surround the motionless corpse, they move in unison to raise it up off the sand. Then, inch by slow inch, they carry it like an offering to a king, over to the sling, where they gently lay it down on the thick, woven mesh of dark brown fabric.

The dragon watches the proceedings in silence.

Upon completion of the grim chore the horde of sand crabs shuffles in a scattered line to the border of the lake, just shy of the water’s edge. As the tide rhythmically pulls away then returns to the beach, small waves lap at their armor-covered legs with repeated, liquid caresses, yet the sand creatures seem to not notice.

The sound of a sniffle breaks the thick silence as a trail of unrestrainable tears cascades down one of the mourner’s cheeks.

Today they have lost a friend.


Please feel free to let me know what you think! Good or bad! Does it get your attention? Does it hook you and make you want to read more?

Happy reading my friends, and enjoy the last few days/weeks of summer!

Hugs, MJ

Monday, August 10, 2009

5-Star Review of Blissful Life!

Hi everyone!

Well, I have some GREAT news! I sent a review copy of my new book, My Blissful Life As a Submariner's Wife, to Bill McDonald, the founder of Military Writers Society of America (www.militarywriters.com) last week and he's already read and posted a review on my Amazon page! The review is below, but here's the link if you want to go there yourself...

http://www.amazon.com/My-Blissful-Life-Submariners-Wife/dp/0981936806/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1249878400&sr=8-5

Here's his review (THANK YOU, Bill!! Woooooooohooooooooooo!)

5.0 out of 5 stars A Novel of Navy Life From a Wife's point of View, August 7, 2009 By W. H. McDonald Jr. "The American Author Assoc... (Elk Grove, CA USA) - See all my reviews(TOP 1000 REVIEWER) (REAL NAME)

Author MJ Allaire's novel "My Blissful Life as a Submariner's Wife" is a look at life in the Navy for families. It is based partly on the author's personal life experiences; but it is hard to tell which parts of the story are fiction and what she actually went though in her own life. The reason is that she writes the story in such a way that it is all believable and sounds and reads like her own memoir. One soon discovers all of the emotional issues that come from being left for months at a time without your husband. There is no one there to fix things that are broken, or need repair, including personal relationship issues. Being alone with your children with no support, or help, coming from the absent father - even though he is just following orders and is doing his duty - is a very hard and difficult life. The author makes this very clear.

This book is about coping and adjusting and trying to make the best of situations that are all working against the very fabric of the family and the marriage. Even the strongest of couples under these kinds of circumstances can end up killing off a good relationship. It is a tough life for the family and Allaire paints a well written story of how this process destroys the family unit. She takes the readers on an emotional and spiritual journey. She lets us view a life torn a part by outside influences that the characters in this story cannot handle and have absolutely no control over. When reading this book I found myself totally emerged in the story. It is entertaining and insightful. A rare treat and look inside family life for military dependents - makes a good book to give someone you know who is part of a military family.

Thank you, Mr. McDonald!!

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Foreward to My Blissful Life as a Submariner's Wife

This book, My Blissful Life as a Submariner's Wife, went LIVE on July 1, 2009!!!
For more information, visit any of the following sites:
Enjoy!!!

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Have you ever wondered what it’s like to be in the military? To be just a small part of the organization we call our government of the United States of America? Maybe you’ve thought about getting a job with one of the many State offices where you live, because word has it that a government job means good pay and great benefits? Or perhaps you’ve known someone who has participated first hand in part of our nation’s history – a friend or family member who took part in one of our country’s historic wars, like World War II or the Vietnam War, or more recently, was involved in some way with the one tragedy that is still very fresh in many of our minds – September 11th?

In my travels through life, I’ve heard many different opinions as to how people view our military. Some people talk about it full of pride, similar to the way a proud parent will boast about their children. Others have a different view, angrily venting about how the government takes advantage of the little guy. Frequently included in this view is the idea that those who are a part of our military take advantage of the benefits – which may include free housing, no electric bills, free food (from the on base or ship’s/sub’s galley), free flights to duty stations… the list can go on and on.

I’m not really anyone special, but I’ve seen each of the three sides of the military coin. Yes, you heard (or read) me right… three. Now, realistically I know there are only two sides to a coin, but let’s think about this for just a moment. There are two main parts to a coin, you say? Well, sure there are! You have the heads side and the tails side… everyone knows that, right? But just for a moment, let’s think outside the box… what else do you have?

You have the middle.

Aha! Come on now, stay with me for just a little bit and let’s consider a few more things. Broaden your focus a smidge and let’s take another look at that coin. Instead of looking at it as a circular piece of pocket change, let’s think of it as the sides of something totally different.

Do you see it? Just what are we really looking at?

Let’s start with the “heads” side of our coin and call it civilians.

Civilians live their lives, day in and day out, doing what they want. They go to work during the day or out with friends at night, enjoying many activities in life that are, very likely, taken for granted. Some of these activities may include: Driving out of state to visit a friend or family member without having to report to anyone where they’re going, who they’re seeing, or how long they’ll be gone; going to bed when they want and getting up when they want (depending on their job); or going out for a drink after work if it suits their fancy. As a civilian they can do all of these things without having to answer to anyone (unless they have a wife at home, that is!). They can come and go as they please, doing pretty much whatever they want, when they want, and how they want, provided they stay within the limits of the law.

Now, flip the coin over. We’re going to call the “tails” side of our coin our Veterans.

Veterans are members of the military who were active duty at one time but are now either no longer active duty (due to an honorable or dishonorable discharge) or retired. Most Veterans probably live their lives much differently than they did as civilians. They likely don’t take things for granted like they did before they joined the military, and, regardless of the circumstances surrounding their discharge from the military, I’m sure many of them understand the true meaning of “the price of freedom”. Like civilians, Veterans can do what they want, when they want, how they want, but it’s very likely that somewhere over their shoulder hovers the ghost of structure and discipline. They enjoy their freedom but also understand without a doubt what the military, and living the life of someone in the military, is really all about.

So now we have our proverbial coin, with a heads side (a civilian) and a tails side (a Veteran), but let’s take one more look at that coin. What do you see? Again, think outside the box. Flip the coin over in your hand. Feel the cool, raised surface. Are you seeing what’s left? What about the solid mass that makes up the middle of the coin? What about the one piece of the coin that melds each of the two sides together?

This, my friends, would be our Active Duty member.

A civilian has many different reasons for joining the military. Some of these include: Pride in our country, the love of our freedom, a desire to go to college without having to pay large sums of money, a need to get away from something in their past, a desire to better themselves, or, especially in today’s economy, a solid income, to name a few. Whatever reason drove them to make their decision to walk into the recruiting office, this much is clear…

They’re ready for a change.

Of course, if the civilian turning Active Duty is anything like I was, they think they know what they’re getting themselves into, and some of them do, but in my opinion, many of them don’t (like me). Some people join up right after high school, like I did, while others, due to a series of events, find that joining the military is one of two choices, with jail time being another. Still others venture out into the world right after high school, sampling life, and decide for whatever reason after a few years they want to experience a life much different than what they’ve been living.

Life in the military – for many people, adjusting to military life is like nothing you’ve experienced before. I’m not saying this to scare anyone, but unless you come from a family with VERY strict parents, you may not understand.

As a member of the military, one of the first things you discover when you get to boot camp is you can’t just do whatever you want to. You’re told when to eat, sleep, exercise, etc. You’re given a very small amount of time, along with a slew of other people just like you, to shower and brush your teeth every morning. You go to classes to learn about things such as recognizing a fellow military member’s uniform (what rank they are, regardless of the branch of service), how to prepare your uniforms, how to fight a fire, etc. You have no choice but to go to PT (physical training) every day, and you’re tested on this, too. You also learn how to march in perfect step as a single unit instead of a large group of people, and believe me, when you put 80-100 people together from all walks of life, this can be challenging in and of itself!

I’ve been lucky enough to experience our three-sided coin. I was a civilian for the first 18 years of my life before I gave four years of my life to the Navy as an Active Duty member. My four years of Active Duty obligated me to four more years of my life as an inactive member in the Inactive Reserves. Now I’m a Veteran. This is where it gets a little more complex though, because for nearly half of my life I was not only a Veteran, I was also a Dependent Wife.

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Life as a dependent spouse can, at times, be more challenging than it is for the Active Duty (whom I will from now on refer to as the AD member or spouse) spouse. When a person agrees to marry that one very special person in their life who is serving our country as an AD Member, do they realize just what they’re agreeing to? Sure they repeat their vows - to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till death do us part - but what about when the AD spouse has to travel while they’re in the military, either by plane, submarine, or ship? Does this former civilian, now military dependent, really understand what life will be like when their spouse is called away by the military, sometimes disappearing for weeks, months, or even years on a mission to some secret place? How do you think this former civilian will feel when their AD spouse, because of security reasons, really can’t say where they’re going? When all they can say is they’re going (because when Uncle Sam says go, AD members listen) because they have to, but know that they love you and hold down the fort? All the while there are bills to pay, a budget to adhere to, children to raise, homework to be completed, and school activities (sports, plays, band practice, etc) to chauffer the children to. Now throw into this mixture when the civilian spouse also works full time, has housework to do, meals to cook, and yard work to do… yes, this really complicates matters.

If you’re a military dependent and what I’ve described above rings more than a bell to you, then please read on. The following pages are my story of what it was like going from civilian, to AD Member, to dependent wife, to Veteran.

The life of a dependent spouse, depending on the branch of service, can be quite lonely. My husband and I were both in the Navy when we met in Hawaii - I was stationed on shore duty and he was stationed on a Submarine. During his 20 years or so of AD service, he was home spending time with the family really only about 5 years of that. Because he was married to Uncle Sam first and me second, he had to go where the Navy took him. I understood that and always supported him with it. But because of this, he missed many family milestones – a baby’s first steps, the first day of school, emergency surgery for appendicitis, our oldest son’s graduation from high school.

If this sounds familiar, know that you are NOT alone. Many dependent spouses will understand and totally relate to your feelings of pride in your spouse and our country, your frustration that they aren’t around more often, the stress of carrying a high percentage of the family struggles on your shoulders, and ultimately, if you’re like me, your adjustment to the situation.

Successfully navigating through life as a military family will very possibly be one of the most challenging things you’ll ever have to deal with. An alarming number of marriages don’t survive this challenge, but you don’t have to be a statistic. Get out there and meet your neighbors, make some friends. If you live in military housing, your neighbors are probably going through some of the same things that you are so network and share ideas.

If your spouse is in the Navy and stationed on a ship or a sub, have them find out who the Ombudsman is for the Command. An Ombudsman is frequently a dependent wife who is a type of liaison between the dependent spouse and the military or the Command. If you have a question about the military or need help with something, especially when the ship or submarine is deployed, the Ombudsman will know who you can contact. If they don’t, they should at least be able to point you in the right direction.
MJ Allaire