A World Apart Launch – An Argggh-some Party
Demetrius makes his first mistake when he lets his best friend Halcyon marry Eleyna, the love of his life, without saying a word. On the day of the wedding, he walks away from the Elencheran town of Dove’s Meadow and joins the army.
He makes his second mistake when the pirate Black Iris tricks him into letting dozens of men, women and children die in a fire. Demetrius is imprisoned in grief and disgrace.
But he can atone. The Black Iris is dead. The Ivory Rose has risen to the top of the pirates and is leading brutal raids on the coast. If Demetrius can capture and kill her, he’ll win his pardon.
And then Demetrius discovers the Ivory Rose is Eleyna. He must decide which will be his third mistake: losing his last chance at a pardon, or destroying the one woman he’s ever loved.
You all know me as the Cabin Goddess, but you also know I have many other interesting things about me. Some sound fantastic, as in the definition of the Carnival fantastic, lets face it I have had a wild life. Plus living in Alaska is fantastic and festive all rolled up and bundled tight against the cold.
Growing up I wanted to be a pirate or a gypsy or both for the most part each Halloween. (Except that one year I was a gypsy for trick-or-treat and for school and daylight parties, I went as Dr. Cornelius ( I insisted I was not Zira) from Planet of the Apes.) Now this meant each year my father would jovially remind me of one of our ancestors, Morgan the Pirate. Yep folks, if anyone gets to say ARRGGGH here with authority it is me! I have the blood of a true Englishman.. a true rebel running through my veins! Suffice it to say, I thought I was the shit! Until I learned what pirates were really about. So I must unsully the family name (notice it is not Morgan but Morton now, there is an obvious reason).
As much as I love the fact that I am a true pirate wench, let us be perfectly clear. Sir Henry Morgan was not a pirate, a rogue maybe, but not a pirate. He was a privateer. For Morgan specifically this meant he held a piece of paper from the governor of Jamaica, who was the highest ranking representative of the English Government in the Isles. Charging and empowering him to fight the Spaniards on England’s behalf. What was his paycheck? Well it was more than barrel of rum me laddies, it was whatever he managed to loot of those ships, and Spanish gold was not a myth, the rum was just a side bonus!
Great -Great -Great-Something Uncle Morgan
Today this might seem a horrific way for any government to conduct itself, but this was the 17th century, counter intelligence had yet to be made into the fine are that it is, assassinations were messy, governments used brute force and underhanded means to gain power. Hence Henry Morgan was not an outlaw pirate but a pillager of the seas! Authorized by an English Letter of Marque signed and sealed!
Most of what we know about Sir Henry Morgan is lost and blurred behind myth. (Though I am pretty sure the fact that Captain Jack insists on being called Captain Jack is because of him… ummm hmmm Grandma said so!) He was born in 1635 in the area of Monmouth, England or somewhere around Wales, and anyone from the UK (like our bonny lad David Brown) will tell you those are two very different places! But the historians are pretty sure that he spent his childhood mainly in Wales and that his family was indeed Welsh (which I am pretty glad of, I always did like their flag!) For you Shakespearean wankers, during the English Civil War his two uncles served on opposing camps. Thomas Morgan was a Colonel for the Royalists and Edward rose to the rank of Major-General in Cromwell’s.
(Adjusting my eyepatch and sword belt) But enough of the history lesson, he was a man full of spirit and charisma accoutered with the will to succeed even through ruthlessness within his bloody trade. What he was not was the sadistic drunken lout of may a pirate tale, especially those about himself. He contributed to building up Jamaica for the English, even earning himself a naval rank of Admiral and a place on the Jamaican Council. Though the chronicles of history have been wiped clean, much like many of the ships he plundered. It was as if Davey Jones came up and swallowed him only to have him spit back out at us for little girls and boys.
As a sea dog says ‘t – Want t’ be seein’ how a swashbuckler would say ‘t? Translate yer blog or webpage!
Go go an’ check ou’ David`s Book, read what swabbies like Sir Henry Morgan be havin’ influenced, step into another realm an’ world o’ fantasy. David has built his world fer o’er 10 voyages, he e’en has a map. Join me today an’ celebrate th’ release o’ th’ second book in his Elencheran Chronicles: A World Apart. Post a seafarin’ hearty themed post on yer blog between today, th’ 16th o’ June an’ th’ 22nd June then go o’er t’ Tweedlin’.com an’ join th’ argggh-some launch partyand post yer link an’ make sure ye enter th’ Rafflecopter. Ya horn swogglin’ bilge rat!
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David Brown could be considered a fantasy fanatic, especially since he has spent the last 10 years developing a 47,000-year history for his fictional world of Elenchera. When converting his obsession into literary form, David commits himself to a rigorous writing and editing process before his work can meet his approval. Combined with the critical eye of his wife and a BA Honors in History and English, David’s dedication leads him to his goal of inspiring readers through heartfelt stories and characters.
Although David is inspired primarily by fantasy fiction, he also finds his muse in the form of anime, world cinema, history, and biographies. His own books, Fezariu’s Epiphany and the in-progress A World Apart, combine aspects from worlds both old and new into compelling tales of a world not soon forgotten., David himself certainly does not lack a spirit of adventure; in fact, he left his job in 2007 in order to spend a month traveling. Second only to meeting and marrying his wife, David counts this as one of the most amazing experiences of his life.
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