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If reluctant to use this link, then go to Amazon.com  Search Rising Tide, author, Lynn Steigleder. Rising Tide is the first in a three book series with a fourth to follow.

Another blast ripped through the Orion cutting the power and knocking Ben Adams to the floor. Alone in a decompression chamber suspended between the raging category six hurricane above and the habitat below, he sees little hope of survival.

Then he receives a mysterious message: Seek C.7. Ben has no idea what the message means nor whom it came from. This innocuous event points him toward a preordained course unknowingly under the watchful eye of an supernatural forces.

Rising Tide, the first book in the Rising Tide series, begins a dangerous journey of battling evil in a post-apocalyptic world that has been corrupted by the collapse of morality.

 

Explore the Word, Theory

When I begin a new manuscript, the first thing I do is pick a topic. Since I write science fiction, the subject matter most certainly is fiction or some may say, “in theory.” Therefore, I think we will explore the word, “theory,” today.

Now, I could start our exploration as a scientific explorer on a strange world, “theorizing” about the planet’s flora and fauna. Maybe, I would “hypothesize” concerning the layers of strata in the planet’s crust.

Possibly, I should “speculate” about the availability of water. Then, again, perhaps breathable air would be the best “assumption” to make, as air is of greater necessity in the short term than water.

One crew-member may make note that he is of the “opinion” that the soil chosen for landing is not as porous as previously thought.

The ship’s computer may have determined, using an educated “guess,” that seventeen, four-legged, one-armed monkeys would dance a waltz in front of the ship. Due to an uneven number of simians, the odd monkey out would brood until falling asleep from boredom.

Moreover, a mind numbingly ignorant asteroid may “postulate” the entire world will collapse in on itself as the asteroid passes by. Seventeen point three seconds later, this “theory” becomes a reality, effectively shutting down this outlandish post. See, it “seemingly” never hurts to trend pointlessly on occasion.

Enjoy this wonderful season and may God bless.

I Truly Enjoy Being an Author

I know I have said it many times, but here goes again. I truly enjoy being an author. My main stay is developing characters; the more outrageous the better.  New worlds come into play, and being that I write science fiction, the sky is the limit.

Many novels that I pen begin with every day, mundane, objects or settings. You wouldn’t believe the story one can concoct making a mud puddle center stage.

Creatures can range from avians, with organic jet propulsion, to eighty-foot-tall, twelve-legged arachnids. These critters reside in an acidic fluid that would dissolve any matter, organic or otherwise, upon contact. Beings occasionally appear as an upright shadow, with nothing to cast the silhouette. These anomalies, at first glance, appear harmless, until a hand as black as night enacts its destruction.

The only limits to writing are the ones you place on yourself.

Have a fantastic week and remember Jesus, the Savior, for which we are thankful!

 

I Have a Menagerie of Creatures in the Books I Pen

I have a menagerie of creatures in the books I pen. They range anywhere from reptiles and amphibians, to avians and those with mammalian characteristics. Reptiles may be covered in fur and sea creatures don feathers along with scales allowing them to soar below and above the water.

Alternate beings emulate insects, arachnids, or bug like organisms with attributes from both.

These beasts abide undercover, underground, underwater, in forest-lands, wastelands, ice, fire, space, and hover in the air for a lifetime.

They lie dormant, they lie in pieces, they’re invisible, and some are made from the strongest substance in the universe.

Some are a quarter of a mile tall, while others top out at a quarter inch. Most are carbon based; some are based on silicone and extract oxygen from rocks.

These creatures run the gambit, from high intelligence with articulate speech to dumb as a ten-pound box of stupid.

Occasionally, a biped will cross the line of time and secure its place in an alternate dimension.

What it boils down to is I have control over those who dare cross into my domain as an author. Might sound pretty cool and in a way I guess it is. Even though my domain is a mighty small place and growing smaller every day, I’ll let you in on a secret. It’s smaller than you think, more like minuscule and contains enough power to rival a dehydrated drop of water.

Have a great Monday and while you’re at it have a better Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. . . if it doesn’t slip your mind slide Saturday and Sunday in to the mix.

Take time to reach out to the true creator of all things. He loves you more than you know.

As an Author I Hold the Fate of Many Worlds

Being an author is something that gives me a great deal of enjoyment. As an author, I hold the fate of many worlds and even more, character’s, in my hands. I can allow them to live or sentence them to die. I’ve always found it amazing that such emotion can be felt for a character that exists only in the mind of the reader; however, it is my duty to bring that emotion to the surface, so that I pull the reader into the story. In this way, the reader is vested in the story line and if I do my job, participates throughout the entire novel.

Talk about a non-sequitur segue, I believe this takes the cake, pie, cookie and anything else you can imagine, but here goes.

NASA has big plans to farm in outer space. I think my reasoning for jumping to this subject is my love for science fiction. After all, it is the main genre in which I write, though now it appears raising crops in zero gravity is no longer fiction. I guess my question is why spend time piddling with a small amount of vegetation for food in space when we have such a desperate need for food that can be grown now on the earth’s surface?

Don’t misunderstand my comments as I am a huge fan of space exploration, and I am sure space farming will be a viable option someday; however, let’s not put the cart before the horse as we often do.

Have a great week and may God richly bless you and yours!

Science Fiction is a Great Fit for me, as an Author

Science fiction is a great fit for me as an author. I also write fantasy, not the type with kings, queens, ogres, and unicorns (I have a hard time with unicorns) and when I want a nice respite from my usual, I dabble in action adventure.

The genres I choose to pen come from a multitude of sources; however, I believe the passions of my childhood play a large part in my writing preferences.

I was a bit of an odd kid in as far as my choice of favorite animals. Oh, I liked dogs and cats okay, but reptiles claimed my greatest love. In the second grade, at the ripe old age of seven, Wilbur, the alligator, became part of our household. Since alligators were protected at that time, I expect Wilbur was probably a Caiman; however, I will always remember him fondly as Wilbur, the alligator.

Hmmm, protecting alligators as a species, boy, didn’t that work well? Once considered endangered, now there’s one in every swimming pool and dining table; that’s what I call a success.

Of course, like everyone else, I owned the little green turtles whose claim to fame was salmonella.

I grew up in a rural area, where a plethora of reptiles and amphibians call home. Box turtles, a variety of snakes, (which I caught being careful to avoid the ones boasting fangs with nasty toxin to boot) toads, bullfrogs (yum! and they don’t taste like chicken) and the crème de la crème, the glass-tailed lizard. These blue-tailed beauties are so cool to watch. If anything approaches them, including me, in what they perceived as a predatory manner, the lizard would lose half its tail. The broken appendage wiggled about keeping the predator interested while the blue-tail’s host made a hasty get away.

Isn’t it amazing how God’s creation works? But, the best part –  he created this world for us to enjoy.

Have one great week and take time to enjoy one of God’s great gifts!

I Often Start my Posts with the Pretense of Being an Author

I often start my posts with the pretense of being an author. It allows me to segue to most any topic and keep the knowledge that I am a writer at the forefront of my blog since it is such a large part of my life.

Writing about science fiction, fantasy, and action/adventure characters provides a rich perspective from which to draw fodder in broadening the scope of certain blog posts.

For instance, in all of my novels the characters eat, but what they dine upon is up to me. Meaning, they can munch on anything from Cabot to mucus rat.

In this particular post, I’m going to scale it back to a meal familiar to us all–namely pizza. First, I must question the name. How do we get something that is spelled . . .  P-i-z-z-a; however in order to spell it phonetically, this word’s spelling should be more like Peetza? Nuff said.

What are your favorite ingredients to top this delicious, round of yeast-filled dough? Of course, you will have to answer this for yourself.

 My favorite toppings usually coincide with the restaurant’s version of a combo. I am always a minority when it comes to additional ingredients, unless I’m getting a pizza to myself, since I love anchovies and hot peppers.  I will order these salty little fish fillets and capsaicin filled jalapeno rings on the side and add them to my slices. I might add that my favorite pizza comes from a mom-and-pop pizza shop, normally owned by Italians and never from one of the conglomerates so prevalent in our society today.

I might add, on one of my pizza gathering excursions I ordered a small jalapeno and anchovy pizza for one. You can bet I had that little slice of heaven to myself.

Lastly, I will mention one delicious type of pizza and that being the Chicago style. I’ve been to the Windy City several times and, believe me, these pizzas are something to behold, or should I say, something to ingest. If you ever get a chance to dine on one of these Behemoth’s, then do so, you’ll be glad you did.

Have the best week you’ve ever had since the last best week you had, and may God bless!

One Thing I Love to do From My Days as a Child

One thing I love to do, from my days as a child and well into my adulthood, in fact, to this very point in time, is fish.

In my younger days, we lived in a rural area within a mile of the Chickahominy River. The walk was nothing compared to the thrill of reeling in a Pike. At least that’s what we called this wolf of the waterways, which is related to a Pike, though Chain Pickerel is its proper name. According to Discoverboating.com, the Chain Pickerel can reach lengths of three feet and weigh seven pounds, the world record being nine pounds and six ounces.

We would find smaller tributaries off the main river and walk the center of these canals, casting from side to side to catch fish.

One instance I hooked a Pickerel then placed it on a stringer that was tied to the back of my belt and continued to fish. After a short while, I began to receive taps on my lower back. Turning around, I jumped out of my clothes and skin, figuratively speaking as the fish’s head looked like a huge snake. Needless to say, this did not dissuade my pursuit of the fresh water Barracuda in this manner.

Ya know, this would make a great beast in a science fiction novel . . . just sayin’.

This is just a short trip down my memory lane, I wanted to share with you.

 Have a wonderful week and:

May the Lord bless you and keep you;

the Lord make his face shine on you and be gracious to you;

the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace.

I Didn’t Realize What I Was in for When I Became an Author Not so Many Years Ago

I didn’t realize what I was in for when I became an author not so many years ago. I write Science-Fiction/Fantasy, and Action Adventure.

It still amazes me that completing a novel, then moving to the next, time and time again, never loses its sense of exhilaration.

Creating new worlds, and the creatures within the genre I write, leads to many interesting characters, human and otherwise.

Along with the bipeds, come a multitude of caustic critters just right for killing, all wrapped up in unique surroundings.

Writing can invoke passionate feelings within readers, even though the characters only exist as a concept in the recesses of someone’s mind.

Funny, this item, known as a book, that we delve into so deeply, causes readers to lose sleep in order to absorb one more chapter.

If you begin to nod at work maybe you should not have continued to read extra chapters. I don’t believe any of the characters in your present night-time read will come to your aid as you fight off sleep during the day.

I appreciate you taking time to read this post. Have a great week, and God bless.

Before I Penned My First Novel, I Couldn’t Help But Think “What a Daunting Task”

Before I penned my first novel, I couldn’t help but think What a daunting task. Now that I’m working on number six, I admit my thought process has changed a bit.

When I began Rising Tide, my first objective was, of course, to complete this impossible goal set for myself.

Then, wonder of wonders, five months after beginning my first science fiction/ fantasy novel,  the word completion actually applied. Little did I realize as I finished writing this work of fiction  that writing would be the easiest task on the road to publication.

Rewrites and edits took longer than the actual writing of Rising Tide. Finding a publisher was all but impossible. Once I located a publisher,  came more rewrites and editing. After finishing cover art, back matter, dedications and acknowledgements, a completed novel was ready for the book shelves.

Now, all I had to do was entice people to read this exciting new novel, not to mention compete with the thousand new books released the same day as mine.

I won’t go any further than to mention my second novel, a sequel to the first, took several years to complete due to my trouble being satisfied with the story line and taking breaks to pen two other novels. Just a little FYI in case you’re contemplating your first book.

Have a fantastic week and may God bless you richly and keep you safe.