Monday, July 29, 2013

Love for the Arthurian Tales (Guest Post)

For love of a tale

Why does anyone write? For philosophers and psychologists, this is prominent subject. The artist will tell you he paints because he is compelled to depict the world around him. The poet will tell you he pens his rhymes at the behest of his muse, to illuminate the beauty of life and love. The storyteller will tell you she had a burning desire to…well, tell such and such a story. Maybe some will even admit to having nattering characters in their heads.

For me, I suppose, it’s a little of all that. I’ve been a reader for a long time, even have a degree in literature to show for it. Now sometimes, I’ll wake up in the middle of the night, or reach for a pad and pen in the middle of a conversation. It’s just what I do; what I’ve always done. Yes, like many writers I have been a storyteller from a young age. Everything had a dash of fantasy here, a little bit of rhyme and music there, but in all forms, there was always a story in my mind—and in my house, the Hobbit, the Classics, modern day romance it was all there, even storytelling songwriters.

In the intervening years a burning love for the Arthurian tales always existed. When I think of a hero, those are the men (and women) I think of. So it seemed second nature when I sat down to write Passion’s Sacred Dance, my debut paranormal romance novel for The Wild Rose Press, that I might take my cue from the stories I’ve loved forever. These are stories that have stayed with us from the moment they were spoken by traveling minstrels in the fire-lit halls of the Middle Ages. Yes, love works into it too. If we didn’t love what we do, as writers, do you think we’d stay up ‘til all hours, agonizing about finding just the right word?

The lifelong love of these heroic tales, of the story of the Second Battle of Mag Tuired, tied up in knots in my mind with the current Urban Fantasies and paranormal romances I was reading and out walked a woman in a business suit, with a sword-wielding knight in jeans behind her. “Do we have a story for you!”

What could I do but what I’ve always done, and write it down? Would you like to know how the story turned out? Here’s a little taste.

Battling mounting debt, Stacy Macken is determined not to lose her historic art gallery. When Aaron Fielding appears and offers to help, she fights to keep the attraction sizzling between them from clouding her judgment. He may be her savior in disguise--but can she trust him?
Aaron intrigues her with tales of the Tuatha dé Danann, sworn warriors who protect humanity from the monsters seeking their destruction. If Aaron can prove what he claims, she would give up anything to help--even the gallery he claims is sacred ground. But with her property set to stage the next epic battle, she needs answers. An old family diary will confirm the ancient legend is true, if only they can find it in time.
If the battle is lost, the enemy will take control of Earth for the next five hundred years. Stacy and Aaron's budding love might only complicate things.

Aaron planted his stance against the ground like the roots of a great oak tree, and pulled out his harshad. He flipped the handle over in his hand and two flail-like ends emerged. The ends cut through the glass wall, and snaked around the lawyer’s throat like metal ropes, before tightening.
The lawyer’s face began to turn red. Rendered immobile, he stumbled easily as Aaron gave the handle a hard tug. Stacy screeched as she tripped along with him. Aaron stepped through the wall, pried Bradley’s fingers from Stacy’s flesh, and shoved her protectively behind his back.

“Do me a favor,” he ground out between clenched teeth. “Call the number I gave you yesterday. They’ll  do us more good than 9-1-1.”

Stacy turned and ran for the hall as the lawyer  hissed out, “You should learn not to get involved,  unsavory one.”

Aaron swallowed his relief when he heard Stacy slam the door against the wall. He turned his attention back to the cackling lawyer.

“I would give you the same warning, human.” Aaron studied the man in earnest, his voice calm.
“You  have no idea what you’re involved in.”

“I should say the same to you.”

“Oh, I know the depths of their malevolence.” He tugged Bradley’s shirt collar down to reveal the glowing green eye tattooed on his chest. The lawyer’s breathing became more shallow, and sweat trickled from his temple.

“Do you know what you’re dealing with? Think long and hard about which side of the debtors’ line you’ll be on when the battle comes.” He slung the lawyer around, towards the back door. “Tell your masters this ground will carry my brand when all is said and done, or I shall gladly hound them to the ends of their unnatural lives!”
*sigh* I love a good warrior, don’t you? Would you like to read more? If so, Passion’s Sacred Dance is available now at Amazon and coming soon to The Wild Rose Press store and other retailers.
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Juli D. Revezzo said...

Thank you for having me here today, Pam! I enjoyed visiting with you.

Unknown said...

Great excerpt and explanation Juli. Warriors really are easy to love in all forms, from the past and even present day.

Anonymous said...

Hi, Juli. It's great to meet you. I love Arthurian tales. I fell in love with T.H. White's The Once and Future King in junior high and have been hooked ever since.

Awesome your blurb and excerpt. On my TBR list for sure!

PamelaTurner said...

You're welcome, Juli. Thanks for stopping by! :-)

Teresa Reasor said...

I love fantasy!! And yours sounds wonderful. Congratulations on its release. I'll spread the word!
Teresa Reasor

Monya Clayton said...

Juli, thanks for your story of inspiration. The Arthurian legend and a few other immortal stories, like Romeo and Juliet, have inspired books, movies, poetry, etc. for many years and will continue to do just that.
Wouldn't it be great if we had a recipe for that magic ingredient that makes a story live forever?
Congratulations on your book. You would have enjoyed writing it.

ccarpinello said...

Hi Juli. I'm a little behind, but I enjoyed reading about your book. I'm continually amazed at the reach of Arthurian Legend. Good Luck. Cheryl