Where have you BEEN?!

Oh you know….

Just dealing with a positive amount of good chaos and an amount of chaos that has been…. neutral/bad/takes time to ride out the consequences of chaos.

Has Changeling’s Agony progressed any?
Somewhat.  I know where I’m going with her and I know why and when but all characters are going “nu uh. Not yet for now.”  Same with all the other stories.

I’m not yet back until November. A good friend invited me to her state and the place that has projects that need built for the month of October.  I can’t wait. I’m going to be IN DA WOODS for well over a month.  Yes, manuscripts coming with for when I can’t sleep or wake up early.  Yes you’ll get to hear about the adventures….after I’m back in town.

Sabbatical.  Every human needs this. As at least 72 hours no digital age.  Do EEETTTT!!!! It’s refreshing. It’s wonderful.  It’s been four years since my last.

More posts soon before I go, and I will try to have some scheduled posts.  K?

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Summer break

Whether I actually want to take one or not it seems.  I’ll be working on Changeling’s Agony, no worries there but it seems I’m not going to be able to as active on the blog right now as I want.  So I’ll be doing some re-blogs of content I like and the occasional update here and there, but keep an eye out for activity ramping back up around September.   (When the kids have been back in school for a couple of weeks.)  If all goes decently well, I’ll have several weeks of posts done and going.

I’m going to be working on The Guild and a new separate group dedicated to the paranormal research fields.  I know I said I wasn’t going to take on anymore projects, but stuff keeps dropping into my lap with a clear indication that I need to pick it up and run with it.

So sit tight and thanks for sticking around for the ride.

…really?!

Everything that could go wrong when I went to save and schedule today’s chapter of Changeling’s Agony did.   So I’m walking away from the computer because that was a killer chapter and I just lost all it.  I’m going to do some knitting.  Loving on MaggieDog and chill out for the rest of the day most likely.  It’s going to be either be tomorrow or Monday, I’ll get the next chapter up.

Changeling’s Agony: Awakening – Chapter Seventeen

This is a work of fiction. All concepts, characters and events portrayed in this book are used fictitiously and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
Copyright Evelyn Hively, 2014
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means without prior written permission of the publisher, nor be circulated in any form of bind or cover other than that in which it is published without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent publisher.

Chapter Seventeen

“You just slipped her a card?”
Joshua frowned at the voice on the other end of the phone.
“She tagged every single person following her save one.  That’s why I slipped her the card.  We aren’t the only ones with an interest in her and if we aren’t careful, she won’t be safe.”
The voice on the end gave a resigned sigh.
“Just don’t fuck her okay?”
He snorted.
“Not my type. That and the Marine she’s now engaged to and his buddies might decide to make that doesn’t go unpunished.”
The voice laughed.
“Good.” Click
Joshua set his cellphone down on the hotel table and looked back at his laptop screen. Six ID photos displayed on it and not a single one with any information.  He had been locked out when trying to do background checks on them and was waiting for his boss’s boss to call him back.  After another thirty minutes of nothing, he laid down for a nap.
At two in the morning, he finally got the call back.
“I didn’t realize you were following Rachett’s little sister.”
Joshua frowned. Rachett’s little sister?
“I thought she didn’t have any brothers?”
“Not by blood.  Rachett ‘adopted’ and she him after going through what seems to have been an incredibly bad bout of depression. Suicidal depression at that. From what we’re able to piece together from her social media, it looks at though she’s recovering but is going to have PTSD full on now.”
Joshua hissed under his breath.  That could be used as a weapon against the girl and endanger his mission in the future.
“Does he know?”
“How do you think we knew? Plus he’s got family all over the damn place.  The loyal kind. The longer we can keep these other guys off the Changeling’s the better.”
Joshua grunted.
“What exactly is that meaning?”
There was a paused and a few clicks. The line was being encrypted further.
“Means we may have over several hundred thousand changeling’s, and they don’t know their identities.  It’s being put forth that it’s best they don’t know. It’s feared it’ll start fracturing psyche’s and then death spiral from there.  As for the other’s you spotted, usual suspects save two.  They are listed under one of the black departments.  That bullshit umbrella one that hides about two dozen departments.”
“Shit that’s the really big one.”
“Yeap.  Thankfully they are easy to play off of each other and keep at each other’s throats so we shouldn’t have to worry about them too much.  Run interference where you can and keep them off her.  She call you yet?”
“Nope.  She’s busy with her fiance.”
The Boss paused.
“Send me an email with his info, I want double check him…. unless Rachett already has.  I check with him first.”
Joshua laughed finally.
“You know he has. Probably has every single document ever to have the boy’s name in it on his Ipad right now.”
The other man laughed as well before giving him one final adjustment to his order’s and hung up.
Joshua laid on his back and stared at the ceiling for awhile.  Lacy was one of the few people who had come this close to waking up since World War II and the millions of classified and lost experiments. Either she would be all right or…

Changeling’s Agony: Awakening, Chapter Sixteen

This is a work of fiction. All concepts, characters and events portrayed in this book are used fictitiously and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Copyright Evelyn Hively, 2014 All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means without prior written permission of the publisher, nor be circulated in any form of bind or cover other than that in which it is published without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent publisher.

Chapter Sixteen

 Joseph leaned over and kissed Lacy’s bare shoulder. She smiled sleepily at him as she snuggled deeper into his arms. The last two days had felt like a dream.  She was flying out at midnight back to Knoxville and Joseph had made it plain they weren’t leaving the hotel room until it was time to head for the airport.  She had been perfectly okay with that. He fell back asleep, his breath warm against the back of her neck.  Lacy felt hot tears threaten to well up again.
She hadn’t asked for anything but had been given the world in the form of a man she was forced to admit to herself was the first man she truly loved.

Joseph frowned at the card in his hand examining every last of bit before handing it back to her.
I’m not sure how you can be so calm about this,” he said disapprovingly.
I don’t have enough information at the moment to be anything but calm. Besides what am I going to do? Call him and tell him to suck rocks?”
Joseph had choked on his coffee laughing. They had been pondering what it meant for awhile now.  Lacy took a deep breath and started explaining a few possibilities.  Joseph’s eyes widened a little but that was his only facial reaction.
“A changeling? I thought those were only called that when the human was born or hitting puberty.”
“That’s what I thought too based on the myths and information available, but apparently there are no hard in rock rules on how one can be changeling. What terrifies me is other changeling’s and their reactions if it ever becomes possible to detect who is changeling and who is not.  There are quite a few creatures that are human these days that are best off in a human’s body.”
Joseph nodded solemnly. Lacy watched him for several moments before speaking again.
“You’re….  not freaking out.”
Joseph smiled gently at her but his gripe on her hand tightened.
“I love you Lacy.  I don’t care what you are.  Jason had mentioned you were different and that things were also odd around you.  I’m okay with that.  I’m pleased with who you are because you are working on embracing yourself and not denying anything to yourself.  You please me, you make me happy and I’m not letting go of you until I have no breathe or blood left in myself.”
Lacy’s eye widened.
“Be careful with such oaths! Tying yourself to me might prove….” Lacy struggled for a word.  Joseph caught her up  in a kiss before she could.
“We are getting married ASAP.  As soon as we can find a place in Phoenix.”

Lacy kissed the arm that encircled her protectively.  Joseph accepted her. Wholly and completely.
‘ I will do my best to never question without cause, doubt without reason or abandon you during any trials to the best of my ability,’ she thought.

Now… Malcolm for a long time never did wrong by me but there were so many little things that I should have paid more attention to.  I believed him when he said he cared about me.  I don’t understand how someone who cares about you, could try to kill you and then failing that rape you and then try to gaslight you about it,” Lacy’s fist tightened around the cup she was drinking from, crumpling it.
She had woken up screaming and then bolted to the bathroom to vomit. Joseph had held her hair out of the way, rubbing her back.  He had held his arms to her and waited for her to come to him, on her terms. His arms had tightened around her protectively, one hand going around the back of her neck to hold her against and the other around her waist. It wasn’t aggressive or possessively whenever he held her like that. It was… it was though if he could reach back in time and keep things from happening he would.
“I hate him. And someday, I will kill him. Slowly.”
Joseph had merely nodded, gently rocking her.  When her rage and anger had finally spent themselves, he kissed her on the forehead.  Lacy sighed as the sensation cascaded again over her.  The universe always came to a slamming halt when he did that and her shoulders always felt lighter afterwards.

“Quarter for your thoughts?” he murmured. 
Just wasn’t expecting to find my soulmate,” she whispered.
“That makes two of us. This is not going to be easy Lacy,” he said gently rolling on his back and tugging at her hand to snuggle against him.  She wrapped herself around him and rested her head on his chest.
“I know it won’t be. We’re going to be going how long without seeing each other, then getting married and then moving in together and then….”
Joseph stroked her hair.
“And then we shall live.”

Experiments

With Food

For whatever reason I was really really really wanting Salmon candy.  Which is basically Salmon jerky.  The steelhead trout was a better deal though.  Used my Sriracha Sauce (vinegar/citrus juice, honey, sriracha and soy sauce) as the marinade and will be popping them into the oven tonight on low heat for over night drying.

The parts that didn’t go into the sauce (ahem) I turned into dinner.  It was good enough that even DR who hates fishy liked it well enough to eat a few bites. (Win!)

With Thread

I don’t know how much non-crocheters/knitters out there know about Irish lace, but I’ve a new project gearing up that I can’t wait to unleash that’s involves these older techniques.

With the Background

Progress is being made on Changeling’s Agony.  I’m hoping once I get another four chapters done, you guys will have seven weeks back to back of chapters and I’ll be able to work on a couple of the other writing projects for a couple of weeks.  Been playing around with different music types, singers and composer’s.  It’s an odd concept I suppose letting what I’m listening to guide me through my day’s activities, but it works.  It’s merely one trick in a bag of trick in staying productive.

It’s okay to just maintain

I know few people who aren’t engaged in some kind of ‘better themselves or their situations’ work.  I also know few people who take a day every now and again to just step back, drink something with friends and take a break from their life on a regular basis.

A break from working on anything. Writing anything. Doing nothing that you don’t want to do or have to do.

Ideally my coming slob day would be spent on a lake bank somewhere with shade trees, cold beer and not necessarily fish biting on the hooks, but hey it’d be a perk.

I’ll be taking what I can get though, which is going to be a movie and leftovers day.

No Changeling’s Agony update this coming Saturday, as I’m having trouble tactfully weaving the next few chapters.

Changeling’s Agony: Awakening; Chapter Fifteen

This is a work of fiction. All concepts, characters and events portrayed in this book are used fictitiously and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
Copyright Evelyn Hively, 2014
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means without prior written permission of the publisher, nor be circulated in any form of bind or cover other than that in which it is published without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent publisher.

Chapter Fifteen

   Lacy slept most of the flight. She hadn’t slept well the night before. She had a hard time waking up as they were getting ready to start their approach into Denver and one of the stewards brought her a small cup of cold coffee that she could gulp down.  She gave him a grateful smile after handing the cup back and settled into her seat.  The view was gorgeous as it was a clear day that day in the Mile High City.
She contented herself to reading her copy “The Power of Myth” while most of the folks left the plane and they made ready for the new passengers. It went quick. As the new people started boarding Lacy kept an eye up and made a mental note of everyone who was getting on. Three people again caught her attention. The first one was nondescript again. Female. She ducked into the first row of seats almost immediately upon accidentally making eye contact with Lacy.
 Newb, Lacy thought.
The second managed to not make eye contact but still took too long putting his luggage up.  The third one… was the same guy from the Knoxville Airport. The one who reminded her of Joseph in how he carried himself. He made eye contact and gave her a half smile. Making his way back he set his stuff up in the luggage compartment and took the aisle seat. Lacy went slowly back to her book. The prickles were back.
A couple minutes later he leaned over.
“Is it okay if I scoot over a seat towards you? The plane is filling up fast.”
Lacy nodded without really looking at him. She changed her mind about him being not worth keeping an eye on. Nothing else happened as they readied for take off, took off and about halfway through the flight. About mid way from Denver to San Diego, he bent over to tie his shoe. Lacy wasn’t certain, but she was sure his hand came near her bag at one point. He slept the rest of the time afterwards, not really showing in any interest or disinterest for that matter.
When they arrived, he let her out first.  She gave him a thank you smile and headed off the plane. Taking discreet pictures of the other two was out of the question but she had still put a good hour into trying to figure out how she could.
Once off the plane she headed for the bathroom. She checked her pack over carefully only to find a single card that she knew very well as where it had come from.  All it said was:

“Joshua Danichs
Department of Defense
216-974-1908”

  Uh oh…. Lacy’s mind raced. Had the other two been with him as well? What was happening?  She shook her head hard.  Joseph was waiting for her outside the airport. She threw the backpack back on and headed for the exit. She moved quickly and took the most direct route only changing her direction when almost at the doors.  There were enough people in the luggage claim that she could loose any tail that might be on her.
Joseph was standing outside of the farthest doors waiting for her.  She couldn’t help but grin broadly at him.  He was in his marpats and looked downright wonderful to her. She ran to him and kissed him as he caught her up in a hug.
“I missed you,” she whispered into his neck.
He hugged her tightly before tugging the backpack from her and throwing it over his right shoulder. Taking her hand in his other hand, he led her away from the airport.
“Already got us a room. There’s your favorite Chinese take out and hard cider waiting for us. Tomorrow, we are going to do a little sight seeing and watch the sunset. Then after that, we are going to be talking for hours….” he told her, squeezing her hand gently.
“Sounds great!” she said as she managed to push the flight events to the back of her mind.  They could wait.  Right now, it was her and Joseph.

Changeling’s Agony: Awakening; Chapter Fourteen

This is a work of fiction. All concepts, characters and events portrayed in this book are used fictitiously and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
Copyright Evelyn Hively, 2014
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means without prior written permission of the publisher, nor be circulated in any form of bind or cover other than that in which it is published without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent publisher.

Chapter 14

  Getting to the airport happened without a hitch. Checked in without a hitch. Found her gate and got settled to wait for the plane, without a problem. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something was up. Lacy stood up and headed into one of the small shops to grab a snack. Stepping to the back of the shop she studied the rows of magazines seeing if anything grabbed her interest. She felt her instincts start to activate. Someone or something was watching her. She glanced over to the coolers that were next to magazines and shifted her weight to her other foot.
There had been a trick she had learned in astronomy of looking to the side of a faint star in order to see it at night. The same trick could be used to see reflections behind yourself. She glanced over the drinks slowly noting everyone behind her. Then he moved out of her sight. Lacy kept looking at the drinks but felt the prickles wash over her. She stepped again further to her right. He moved further to the left, each time after seeing she was in sight of him again. Lacy frowned. She might have figured out what it was that her feeling like something was amiss, yet… it could be coincidence.
He was no-nondescript. An average looking guy that you see in an airport hundreds of times over. The kind of person who you didn’t notice normally. Only Lacy was really good at spotting people trying to blend in. It was a game for her at times however right now it felt a little too serious. She grabbed a drink and headed for the check out. Lacy found herself cursing silently for not knowing as much about losing a possible tail as what she would like.  Could she pinpoint that he was following her? She paid for her drink and stepped out of the shop.
She took a long slow look around herself and checked the time. Thirty minutes.
She headed into another of the shops and stayed in sight of the front. He walked past and entered a shop on the opposite side. Her instincts told her to wait.  A second and third person caught her attention.  One of them was just as average looking as the first person. The third was a bit more… like Joseph in his vibe.  Him she dismissed for the most part. He was too obvious… or was he?
She stepped out and headed to the plane counter to ask a few more questions. The lady at the desk said she could upgrade her flight to the one leaving right then as it was half full and it wouldn’t cost anything extra. She’d even get to San Diego an hour early and wouldn’t have to change planes.  Lacy agreed quickly and headed to the boarding flight. She was on board quicker than she was expecting and headed to the back of the plane.
Once there, she stashed her pack under the seat in front of her and settled into the window seat. The feelings of unease started to subside as they shut the door on the plane.  Lacy had no idea whether or not those people were watching her.  If they were, she had pegged them and they would be replaced with others. She sighed.
San Diego was not going to be as lighthearted of an affair as she had hoped.