The Adventures of Gabriel Celtic

The Adventures of Gabriel Celtic

Friday, March 29, 2013

Quote of the day 3-29

Our souls are not judged by the sins we accumulate in life, but by the love we take with us after our life has ebbed away.

 

Alexandrea Weis

In Acadian Waltz

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Quote of the day 3-27

I have great faith in fools - self-confidence my friends will call it.

Edgar Allan Poe

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Monday, March 25, 2013

Quote of the day 3-25

If you can't go back to your mother's womb, you'd better learn to be a good fighter.

Anchee Min

 

Friday, March 22, 2013

Quote of the day 3-22

Never compare your journey with someone else’s.
Someone else may start out faster than you,
may seem to progress more quickly than you but
your journey is your journey. It’s not a competition.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Quote of the day 3-19

Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth.

Alan Wilson Watts

Monday, March 18, 2013

Quote of the day 3-18

Never let your sense of morals prevent you from doing what is right.

Isaac Asimov

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Preview of In Case of Death

It has been awhile since I posted a preview here...I thought it was high time to get my butt back in gear!

Having just finished a round of editing on my newest novel this afternoon...I thought it would be cool to share a little of it with you!

Enjoy!


Prologue

March 5, 1999 Cairo, Egypt


The American reached into his pocket and dug out some Piasters to pay for his purchase. Handing over the coins in exchange for the sack from the robed woman, he quickly popped one of the sweet dates into his mouth. Crumbling the bag closed once again, he slipped it into his oversized safari vest pocket as he continued walking through the bazaar.
He loved this place.
He made sure that he always had one morning open on his monthly trips to Cairo to visit his Khan Al-Khalili. The deals he could make here seemed to satisfy his seldom used negotiating skills like nowhere back home. Every transaction was a new negotiation here; he was just another customer to these people.
He was very good at his job, and although a senior manager in his department, Petroleum Engineering no longer held his interest like it did when he was younger. Thirty years with basically the same job at the same company had left him yearning for retirement.
He considered this as he paid for yet another purchase, a hard-fought negotiation for a brightly colored stuffed parrot for his new granddaughter. He hadn’t even laid eyes on her yet, as she had been born while he was on the plane during the trip over.
“It won’t be long now,” he thought to himself.
He had made the final arrangements before leaving on this trip. In six months he would be taking early retirement. He was looking forward to it with excitement. His wife and he would travel the world, enjoying time together as he tried to make up for the years apart that his job had demanded.
And now that the grandkids were starting to appear, they would have time for extended visits to their boys and their families. His mouth spread slowly at the thought. He was certain that his wife was looking forward to that part of retirement more than the travel.
A sudden prick in his back brought his mind back to the present.
“What the hell is that?” he thought as he reached behind himself, feeling a short piece of hard plastic sticking out of his vest.
Confused, he pulled his hand back and was shocked to see it covered in blood. As he stared at his blood covered fingers, he noticed his vision closing in, blackness forming around the edges of his sight as it worked its way quickly toward the center.
“Shit!” was all he could mutter before collapsing onto the dusty path next to one of the booths. As he stared out of near sightless eyes, he could feel the life draining out of him as it spilled onto the path.
With his last labored breath, he exhaled the word that was his final thought on this earth…“May”
***
A small monkey, the pet of the owner of the nearest booth, sniffed the air and jumped from the counter to the back of the now dead body. Chattering away, he reached deftly into the man’s vest pocket and pulled out the bag of dates.
Sitting comfortably on the back of the man, the little animal quickly bit into one of the sweet fruits. Holding up the half eaten piece like a trophy, the monkey let out a loud string of chatter, jumping up and down with excitement.
The passing shoppers all smiled as they watched the antics of the little animal, stepping carefully around the pool of blood so as to not get any of it on their feet.
Stories of the funny monkey’s frolics would be the highlight of many of the bazaar’s patrons that night.

Friday, March 15, 2013

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Quote of the day 3-14

 

It's not who you are that keep's you back, it's who you think you're not

Unknown A hole

 

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Quote of the day 3-12

He wrapped himself in quotations - as a beggar would enfold himself in the purple of Emperors.

Rudyard Kipling

Monday, March 11, 2013

Quote of the day 3-11

I don't want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Friday, March 8, 2013

Quote of the day 3-8

 

Attitude is the difference between an ordeal and an adventure

Unknown A Hole

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Riftglade Teaser Video


Catch This Recitation of The Story of Riftglade!

by K.R. Jordan




CLICK THE LINK BELOW




On a clear night, the iced countryside of Overland shimmers in deep dark purples as it absorbs the light from the stars overhead. But this night, everything is dark as onyx; the occasional gloomy twinkle playing peek-a-boo with the eventide.
The currents of the atmosphere sense a disturbance, shifting and shivering as if in expectation of some cyclopean storm. Intruding in the peaceful song of the frozen ebony sleep comes a sweet, but perplexing hum.
At once it is as if the things of nature recognize the color of the exciting hum. The snow covered hills begin to glow warmly, a rhapsody of inner light coating the frozen tundra. In moments the air snaps to attention, exuding the scent of ancient virgin forests untouched by fae. A mix of pine, cedar and oak, fighting to dominate, release their heady perfume into the ozone.
An obscurity of bright and colorful streaks stream from over the mountains miles away. Red blending into purple; purple blending into indigo; indigo into pink evinces a masterpiece of surrealism. 
If you stopped time in that instant before the ancient one was impelled by the Realm of Clouds to reach out and taste fate, you would see an amazing sight. If you hovered in the face of the masterpiece of light and color, you would behold the sorrowful expression of an exquisite fairy. Long red hair flowed out behind her as she flies. Drawing your attention would be the reddest lips and the most beautiful blue eyes. Rimming those eyes, which are at once clear and open but deep and dark as well, were the darkest lashes. The whisper of a crystalline tear hovered at the edges of those nymph eyes; the tears stretching out with the speed at which she flew.
This paragon of beauty is Princess Yaliza, daughter of Vodianyk, High King of All You See.

Come and join Princess Yaliza on her adventure in Riftglade by K.R. Jordan





Quote of the day 3-7

 

If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of Giants.

Isaac Newton

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Quote of the day 3-6

 

A quiet man is a thinking man. A quiet woman is probably mad.

 

Unknown A Hole

 

 

 

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Quote of the day 3-5

I would challenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed.

 

William Shakespeare

 

 

Monday, March 4, 2013

Sunday, March 3, 2013

From Pizza Hut To Easy Street: The David Dalglish Story

Read an awesome article on an David Dalglish this morning, an amazing author. This blog interview from David Gaughran's blog discusses his trials and tribulations with agents and his success in the publishing world! Thanks David Gaughran for bringing us this gem. And thank you David Dalglish for sharing your story.
You can read the article

HERE!


There is hope for us all!

Friday, March 1, 2013