Thursday, July 2, 2015

Joy in Publishing

It took 15 years from conception to paperback, but the story is out now!

This is what I call my PRESS RELEASE:
New Novel By KC Heath:: Meerak wanted only to Pass The Test and be accepted into manhood. Trapped by a time-bridge and alone on a foreign world, he's now an exiled of the exiled, and the most wanted man in the galaxy.
     Jon Henri Davvishen, an embittered military commander, discovers new passion for life as the discovery of a most unusual way to traverse the stars becomes a race against time to save three planets from extinction.
     WEBS OF PARADOX is a high action-adventure / science-fantasy (with a touch of romance :) plunging a handful of heroes & heroines through time paradoxes and battles with nasty aliens.
     The world-building is complete, the characters vivid.
     Come immerse yourself in this journey, solve the paradox, and be the bravest person in the world!

AND HERE'S A FREE SAMPLE FROM ONE OF MY FAVORITE PARTS:
     Lancing through alien after alien, Davvishen and Bowdon progressed
through the battle slowly. The darkness around them glowed with that
same strange purple light which defined this planet nightly, as well as an
added green one, the two highlighting the writhing battle between ptroaks
like a surreal nightmare.
     Davvishen couldn’t believe their luck. Someone had gone to great
effort, for pits had been dug and covered with a shimmery yellow fabric,
deadly pit-traps with poison spines inside. He had first noticed this when
his pistol-fire drove a group of tToatTs backward into one of these pits. The
tToatTs fell in and screamed. And died.
     “Nice trick,” Bowdon said. “Let’s see you do it again.”
     Running from tree to tree, avoiding open spaces, they drove nine
groups into pits, killing many tToatTs in that fashion alone, not counting
those they cut down with their pistol-fire.
     “Man, they’re stupid,” Bowdon commented, his back to a tree.
     “Don’t think it’s smarts or lack of,” Davvishen panted, his back to the
same tree, “but that netted covering. Just be glad our human eyes can see
a spectrum of light tToatT eyes obviously can’t.” They stood watching for
a few moments, catching their breath, wondering what would come next.
     Oa’ooos dropped from the branches of the great trees in hordes,
surprising the other ptroaks and killing each individual they met. Not
one tToatT placed attention on the two humans watching them.
Davvishen noted the turn in battle with strict wariness. All tToatTs
here were his enemy. He followed Bowdon deeper into the dark swampy
land. They halted after about fifty more paces, analyzing the scene before
them.
     A mass of Oa’ooos had just felled a large number of their opponents
and now hovered together, watching something within their midst. The
clang of metal upon metal rang out from the dark center. Davvishen
stared through the gloom, wishing these beasts had chosen daylight hours
to fight.
     “Over here,” Bowdon whispered. They crept through the edge of the
crowd, which was intent on watching the dark noisy center, and knelt
down beside a body curled up against a tree. “Shivs, it’s Attendant Nar.”
     Davvishen’s soul sent Lady’s Blessings to Kajra. “She alive?”
     Bowdon checked the girl. “Barely. Appears she lost a hand to one of
those hatchets then cauterized the stump with her pistol before passing out.”
     “We recover the weapon?”
     “Can’t feel it anywhere near her body...and I can’t see much in this
darkness either.”
     “Shivs.” Davvishen hated the idea that at least three, and probably a
lot more of the Empire’s laser pistols, were now the property of aliens. He
hoped the beasts would not be able to use them with their webbed hands.
     While Bowdon gave Kajra’s daughter an injection, Davvishen listened
to the sounds around them. A deep grunting boomed out of the crowd,
mixed with a human yell.
     “Move,” Davvishen called to Bowdon, instantly throwing himself
into the mob and pushing toward its center. He arrived just in time to see
Meerak chop into EeptT-Ptr’ptrb’s neck with an acquired hatchet, felling
the beast with a deathblow.
     Meerak collapsed onto his knees. The kid was coated in blood.
     Davvishen ran in to cover him, pistol raised, as Bowdon flanked him,
doing likewise. With Meerak between them, they circled, threatening the
multitude of tToatTs surrounding their charge.

 PURCHASE LINK for WEBS OF PARADOX by KC HEATH

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