So Nancy, Have You Written Anything Interesting Lately????

Actually, yeah I have. Glad you asked! LOL

I have a couple of recent things out that may catch your fancy. 

First of all, THE HUNTRESS OF GREENWOOD is still available. You can find it on Amazon.com in both paperback and Kindle versions, on Barnes & Noble.com in paperback and Nook versions, and on Smashwords for just about any E-format you can imagine.

Then there was one of the last issues of Pro Se Presents digest, where longtime writing pal Kevin Rodgers and I shared space. My first cover for the mag, featuring my debut detective series: THE KEENER EYE—The Web Of Life. Kevin's story 'Tomahawk Mountain' is a horror/mystery mash-up you don't want to miss! This one has done well, and you definitely want to check it out, available on Amazon as a paperback and Kindle format, On Barnes & Noble as a paperback, and on Smashwords as well. 

The latest project is also one I'm also very proud of! I was privileged to have my first story for Airship 27 accepted for their premiere anthology series SINBAD—The New Voyages. Yes, they are reviving the legendary Sinbad the Sailor with all new tales by some of the best writers in New Pulp today. Your's Truly was very fortunate to share space in this first issue with two extremely talented gentlemen, Derrick Ferguson and I.A. Watson. All the stories are done in the vein of the old Ray Harryhausen FX movies, which I have always loved. I'll tell you, this story was as much fun writing as anything I've ever done, and it spun right out of the keyboard. I'm looking forward to doing another.

Feast your eyes on this fantastic cover, which only hints at the treasures within:

There are three stories in there, each one having 3 interior illustrations for a total of 12 very detailed line drawings. Sinbad now has a multi-cultural cadre of companions who find themselves in all sorts of adventures and intrigue. You can find this one in paperback or for Kindle on Amazon.com and as a PDF download on the Airship 27 site: http://www.robmdavis.com/Airship27Hangar/index.airshipHangar.html

Amazon is offering a sample of my story for your reading pleasure. You can read the press release on this one here: http://allpulp.blogspot.com/2012/09/airship-27-productions-announces-sinbad.html

I'm currently working on a monster story for the newly formed Mechanoid Press. http://www.mechanoidpress.com/ I'm not sure how much I can divulge about the project, but keep watching this blog for updates.

I should have another Pro Se Presents story coming out soon, I'll let you know when that's available. Also the novel sequel to FORTUNE'S PAWN is due up soon, details on that as they come to me. 

I am gearing up for next year's writing as well, with most of the first anthology under the HANSEN'S WAY imprint written now. There should be two more anthos next year, and another novel, as well as several continuing short story serials for Pro Se Presents. And that's just all my Pro Se work!

Don't forget, I also edit for Pro Se, so I do things behind the scenes with smoke and mirrors even...

I'd also like to do more work for Airship 27, at least another Sinbad tale, and I might stick my toes in another story line.

Ya never know what else might come up. Most days it's just me and the evil keyboard, doing what we do best, spinning tales out of the ether. 

So yeah, there's a bit of writing going on around here. Happy stuff, all of it too. If you have any questions, comments, or problems finding my work, drop me a comment here and I will get right back to you.

Have a great day, and happy reading!

~NANCY

The following poem was written by me on September 14th, 2001 in response the the terrorist attacks on the US 3 days before. I have posted it somewhere every year since. I'm sharing it again this year because we should never forget what happened on that fateful day, and how it changed us. 
~Nancy

They Did Not Die In Vain

All humanity sighed

As souls left the earth

Lives taken swiftly

Unjustly so

They died not in vain

For tears and remorse

Wash clean the blood

On the crumpled edifices

Of steel and concrete

That makes civilization grand

But buildings do not define us

Within we are human

Warm and alive

Full of stories

Martyrs they became, oh yes

But so much more

Every last one

A living testament

To faith

Hope

Pride

Charity

Accomplishment

And the greatest force on earth

Love

We watched in horror

Over and over again

As the events were replayed

And reactions were given

Stunned looks

Terror in the streets

Angry oaths

Silent sobs

Open weeping

Our brethren were stoic

Or they cried and pleaded

They were dead heroes or victims

But they were all alive

Just moments before

Without any foreknowledge

Of their place in history

Etched on our minds

Engraved on our hearts

For eternity

I wept with them

The ones who died

The living left behind

The shattered hopes and dreams

Like the rubble in the streets

Made us all stop and think

That could be me!

I watched stunned

And vowed as did others

We will overcome this

We are one people

We are humane and caring

This cannot be!

Who dares challenge that right?

To live free and open lives

To send fear into our hearts

And sorrow of the most profound

For after all is said and done

Nevermore will we trust

With the heart of innocents

That we are safe and protected

In this womb of our building

In this fortress of our sovereignty

Will the swords of justice

Smite down the aggressors

And bring us peace and redress?

Or just a sense of revenge

I do not know

But I do know this

They died not in vain

Who gave their lives for freedom

And to help their fellow man

For as the tragedy struck

And lives hung in the balance

Or were snuffed out

I saw birds rise from the buildings

Sun on their wings

Angels of nature

Reminding me that there is a better place

Where there is no grief or pain

And no thoughts of war

May they live there forever

Those poor wretched souls

Till we join them again

And amid all the rubble

The twisted beams of steel and concrete

The dust and the fires

Papers fluttered to earth

A poignant reminder

We once lived and worked here

Do not forget us

We live on in your hearts

Forevermore

We did not die in vain

If the world becomes a better place

Because we once showed you

How to care about your brethren

And to value all you have

No matter how small it is

Or how rude and humble

Life is a gift