Observations, a pitch(?) and updates or maybe a preview?!?

Notes on Camden’s Follies ~

I wrote this with a bit of tongue in cheek humour. I decided to do a send – up or poke at heroes of the silver screen of yesteryear. One of the topics I added, or ingredients for flavour if you would, is what some term alternate life styles. Me, I always wondered about that as it seemed an organic way of being and not a choice. I’ve known and am related to a fair few from the LGBT community. To me, none of them just woke up one day and decided to try romancing someone of the same gender.
I’d say they came to terms with the real them and acted accordingly. Love only has rules, no actual boundaries and it comes in varieties and levels.
In my book, I use no labels. People are who they are. Period.

To fashion an entire universe is truly a task. Several alien races, cultures, an empire and tying them together with a common belief system is no small feat. If I printed up a full working set of references for my tome, it would be the 10 times the size of Tolkien’s library of notes! This doesn’t even count the prophecy of Magda (c).

Okay, one observation ~
Don’t force yourself to write beyond your reach of understanding. Always remember the best teacher is the best student. Expand your knowledge every day, read, even in parcels, daily, weekly or monthly. Never abandon that! And never judge a book by it’s cover!

The world is a very large place with more than just the American and British sides. Travel some, never assume, keep an open mind and heart.
Also, never give up, never give in. Never be cruel, nor cowardly!

A brief intermission – pitching my book again!

Blurb – I know this seems a bit simplistic, but…
Centurion Decade of the fourth cycle of the Emperor’s year – Kashimai Venoshia 3 – It’s been 10,000 years since the Unified Earth Alliance had been established. 20,000 years since humanity has taken to the stars to fight overcrowding, petty warfare and human created famine and disease. Multiple solar systems had been claimed, fought for and settled in the name of the old countries for which they represent. The Empire of the Human Race was teetering on the brink of all out civil war and rebellion… until now. On the last planet on what was supposed to be the first system of multicultural existence an ancient alien people are discovered to have existed. An alien race older than humanity had lived here and told of a great catastrophic event, brought upon them by the Elder Gods/Elder Ones from a universe before our own, that had occurred and could happen again. However, little did they know that supporters of the malignant beings of the previous incarnation of the universe still existed. They waited for aeons in the shadows to act and were almost on the brink of extinction until the discovery on Venoshia 3. In a last ditch bid for power, a cult of those beings that began on old Earth quietly waited for an opportunity. Then, as if the Elder Gods that they worshipped had heard them – a key was found. A device that once activated called across the fabric of time and space and not only activated its twin in another dimension, but awoke the ancient evil that is the Elder Ones or Elder Gods ruled by Cthulu. Now, the race is on for a small group of Unified Earth Rangers and Special Forces to find and destroy a total of 52 keys in 30 days before a great gate is opened and the host of dark forces led by the Elder God Ammutseba would once again spill forth into our universe and destroy all in their path. Everything depends on Sergeant Arthur MacReady, Captain Pisti Aklonkonous, the alien beings – a Quartal named Ahk – Setnusam and her half – dragon and half – gryphon friend Ornaclan and the people in their command to navigate an entire planet, survive armies of horrific creatures and human collaborators and stop this ancient evil.

Okay, lied a little – I’m pitching 2 books today…


Scales and Hearts – updated blurb

A cubicle ground hog, an adventurer and nature documentarian, a burgeoning reporter and a war hero. All have one thing in common;
An encounter with the fantastic – Dragons!
Imagine, what would you do when confronted with myth and legend come to life? Read all four of these tales and be ready… wonder awaits!

And now a preview… Camden’s Follies part 3!

Camden’s Follies

Part 3

Dynasties, Prams and New Orders

Chpt 1 Arz – Khan’s fall and hints for future

© 2019 Jon Corres Pirate Poet

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the express written permission of the copyright holder, except where permitted by law. This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination, or, if real, used fictitiously.

The Savion Reaper danced between two cruisers as the Empress Dragon took fire from the support group of fighters and cruisers on the port side. The shuttle that Azfar and mister Cafar was using as part of the initial assault was floating behind the Camden’s Folly as crews worked to put out fires. Cynthia was a blur of motion and the wireless radio was overwhelmed. I had decided not to use the Bernoulli in the initial engagement and put McTavit in charge of getting her ready as we drew off the command vessel and the dreadnoughts. The Final Fire had led 2 of the dreadnoughts to the dark side of the moon on a diversion, but ran afoul of the 4th fleet who were hiding there. Captain Kuul however, was just as clever as I thought and was currently fighting from a position of stealth while keeping them at a distance.

As for us, we blasted through the first fleet before the support carriers and cruisers came from the nearby planet, at the moment I can’t recall the name, but they weren’t expecting a small fleet to come and meet their gauntlet. I spent my time between the bridge and the rifle stations on the shuttle with Scy Lors, when we were connected by a boarding tube. She’s currently in the hospital wing with mister Kildro, wounded with burns from a glancing shot that set off a pair of weapons mounted near her as we tried to dodge enemy fire.

I told that Admiral that he picked the wrong pirate captain to threaten, all the while the stealth skiff made for the command vessel to rescue the War Dragon Fire crew and maybe use the ship to fight from the inside, that was 4 hours ago and misters Sali, Forraz and Renault weren’t exactly the first people I’d form a rescue squad with. I jumped over to the firing station as Cynthia looked as if she was going to collapse. Cafea’s voice was on wireless screaming our names to see if we were alive. I forgot to mention she was with McTavit awaiting my orders to launch. I got off a pair of volleys at a closing pair of cruisers and hit the massive command ship on her aft.

Updates: Getting ready for final edits on Camden’s Follies, still working on the final chapters of Elder offensive book 2 – the explosive ending!

That’s all for now… Hope to be posting other’s work links here..
And always remember ~ GERONIMO!

~ The Pirate Poet

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