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Shannon Phoenix author of the Guardian of the Abyss
Shannon Phoenix author of the Guardian of the Abyss
I get asked
sometimes where I come up with my ideas. The standard answer is very
simple, "I made it up."
It's really a lot
more complicated than that. Naturally, I must insert the caveat here
that all of the rest of what I have to say is fiction. It is, of
course, is it not? One can only suspend so much disbelief, before we
begin rolling our eyes and shrugging our shoulders.
So just remember,
it's fiction. What else could it be?
I've already
blogged on my Supernatural Diaries blog about how I met the people
whose story is told in Guardian of the Abyss, so I won't belabor that
here. Instead, since somewhere along the line (hopefully soon), I'll
finish Lincoln and Ivory's tale, I'd like to tell you how I met them.
The night they
arrived was stormy. My daughter was fast asleep and my husband deeply
ensconced in the office with a computer game. The wind raked against
the eaves of my house like tendrils of uncertainty as I tried to
brush my staticky hair back into place.
They did as I'd
asked and knocked rather than ringing the doorbell. The lovely woman
who informs me that another 'guest' is on the way had warned me that
Ivory is one of the most powerful people in the world. Not in the way
that we figure power, but more in a 'can light your pants on fire
without a match' kind of powerful. It was kind of her to inform me,
really... because I was about wetting myself before she even knocked
now that I knew she was not only powerful, but a bit capricious, too.
Supposedly she had changed, but everyone was still a little
skeptical, as I understand it.
I opened the door
and let her inside. She was pale, with dripping blond hair and warm
hazel eyes. I was surprised to see the gentle strength that seemed to
hum in her entire demeanor. She wasn't very frightening in person. I
got her a towel to repair the damage the storm had done to her hair.
In the way that the
gargoyles have, Lincoln appeared beside her a moment later. He was
dressed in a coppery button-down shirt and a pair of coppery dress
slacks. Oddly enough, it was him that intimidated me more than she
did. He stared at me until she jabbed him in the side with an elbow.
Then he--I think--tried to smile. "I'm Lincoln, and this is my
wife, Ivory," he greeted me.
He held out his
hand and I was forced to shake it, despite the fluttering in my belly
that told me to run for the hills screaming. He was warm, so he was
obviously at full power.
I led them down to
what passes for a basement in our house and we all sat down, I in the
big stuffed chair and they on the wide divan. I got out my notepad
and my pen, glad to be across the room from the intimidating
gargoyle. It's one thing to write about them, but it's another to
have one weighing down your sofa.
They told their
story, interrupting and correcting each other as they went. If he
didn't look like a big (albeit moving) copper statue, they could have
been any typical couple trying to tell a story. I called a break
part-way through and offered them drinks. Once that was settled, I
asked them to continue.
I have to say that
in the beginning, not to spoil the book too much... but I didn't
really like Ivory once the story began. I worried that readers
wouldn't like her, either. And you know what? I'm probably right.
But when the story
was over, my head was reeling. It was difficult to reconcile the
woman across from me, crying into a tissue just like I've done many
times... with the incredible person they'd just told me about. More
than that, I saw the look on Lincoln's face.
He is utterly
devoted to her. What they share is unlike anything the rest of us
will ever know. Yet I don't envy them, because what they went through
to get there was beyond catastrophic.
It's a good thing
it's all fiction, though... right?
Supernatural Singles
Shannon Phoenix
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Number of pages: 127
Book Description:
Buried at sea by the
sorcerers who created him, Abaddon is unable to heal himself and
unable to replenish his energy. He has lived here for longer than he
can remember, with no hope of escape. Time is against him as the sea
eats away at him, body and soul.
When her diving partner
tries to kill her to take over her company, Sarah finds herself
trapped beneath the waves and dying. Having brought light to
Abaddon's dark existence at last, only she can grant him the courage
to do what must be done to escape his watery prison.
Abaddon must sacrifice his
wings to save her. Sarah must come to terms with being trapped with
someone she has been raised to believe is a demon, and face the
betrayal that nearly destroyed her and the company she built.
Together, they must take on the ocean and their own fears. The
consequence of failure is death.
About the Author:
To her surprise, the person who found her stories loved her characters as much as Shannon did. She tentatively allowed others to read the stories, as well, and it was from that first foray into the scary world of letting others read her 'little tales' that Shannon Phoenix Books was born. Shannon lives in New Hampshire with her husband John, her daughter, and their family cat, Song. Her full time job is parenting, her part time job is as a mother's helper to a family friend, and her passion is letting the characters in her mind out on paper--or keyboard, as the case may be.
Welcome to Shannon Phoenix Books. May you find the magic in your own life.
More of the tour. Please visit these blogs and look for giveaways and more from Shannon Phoenix:
December 8 Guest blog
Carly Fall - Where Fantasy Meets Romance
www.carlyfall.com
December 9 - promo and review
Beverly @ The Wormhole
http://wormyhole.blogspot.com/
December 10 Guest blog
Fang-tastic Books
www.fang-tasticbooks.blogspot.com
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