Introducing Burning Bright

 

The demons come, devouring life and light. Armed with sword and spell, Keepers meet the scourge. Above nations, beyond the law, to be a Keeper is to hold power–but power always comes with a price.

Introducing Burning Bright, the first book of the Seize the Fire trilogy.

 

Burning Bright, Chapter One

by KD Sarge

“Keeper-Apprentice Kunihiro Takai,” Ume said, “well done. Harmony herself, Lady of Harvests, would be pleased to call this place home. She might even bring the twins, Binder and Unwinder, which holy children—”

“Little thanks to you.” Hiro pushed a book on the shelf nearest him more in line with its fellows. There. The little library was perfect. The kitchen behind him sparkled. The porch was neat, the garden weeded, Eshan’s bedroom freshened…he never should have let it get so bad. But now Eshan would never know.

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When the Muse Takes Over

 

Like many writers, I haven’t always had the friendliest relationship with my muses.

Actually, that’s a very diplomatic (and less than honest) way to put it. I’ve been known to throw bricks at them. I have threatened them with fire, called them obscene names, and sang a certain unmentionable song from a certain DisneyWorld ride at them over and over and over until they coughed up a scene I wanted.

Yes, it’s childish, but they started it.

Get Real, Horatio

In Tucson, we get the monsoon. That goes something like this.

“Ugh, it’s hot. And bright. And–wait, where did that cloud come from? Oh, it’s coming this way. Maybe we’ll get some–“

And that’s when the attack comes. Not from the front, but from the side. FWOOSH!! from the other two clouds you didn’t even know were there.

Okay, it’s maybe not that sudden. But if you’re walking north, especially if you’re listening to your Walkman personal music device, you could totally get blindsided by a storm from the south. Once I was in a house and it was pouring rain on one side–and the sun was shining on the other. You could not even see the clouds from the windows on the west side of the house.

Other times, it’s deceptive. The clouds start building around lunch time, and you’re keeping an eye out the window, thinking of the … Continue reading

Flame Isfree and the Feather of Fate IV

Once wild magic shattered human civilization. Mage-built cities collapsed, spell-sped galleons sank, airships fell from the skies. Magic-born chimerae turned on their creators, and then their neighbors. The peoples of Awrhee fell into barbarism.

But that was generations ago. Humanity has scraped together kingdoms again, and learned to live without magic. Those who practice spellcraft are eyed with suspicion, as are the old ways, and the old places.

Some, however, seek treasure in the ruins of what was. Knowledge, gold, power—it’s out there. Treasure untold for anyone clever enough to find it, bold enough to take it, fast enough to get away with it.

It’s out there, in the Spell-Wracked Lands.

Part I

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My Familiar

In 2006, my neighbor’s feral cat adopted me. He was a lovely black kitty, and no one but me could touch him. I named him Ravenclaw and called him my familiar. He was my pal and I was his human.

Yesterday I noticed my fuzzy buddy didn’t seem to feel well. Today I took him to the vet, and then, astonishingly, at not even ten years old, I had to let him go.

Vacation Brain

 

Whoops. Guess who totally forgot she was supposed to post yesterday? I blame vacation brain.

Lucky, lucky KD Sarge is in Sedona, Arizona this week. It’s been glorious. I’ve climbed rocks and gotten sunburned and seen the Grand Canyon and fallen into adventure (otherwise known as Oak Creek. Fortunately none of my falling was anywhere near the Grand Canyon. That is a looooong way down!)

I’ve learned something this vacation. I’ve learned that I need to take more vacations.

Flame Isfree and the Feather of Fate III

Once wild magic shattered human civilization. Mage-built cities collapsed, spell-sped galleons sank, airships fell from the skies. Magic-born chimerae turned on their creators, and then their neighbors. The peoples of Awrhee fell into barbarism.

But that was generations ago. Humanity has scraped together kingdoms again, and learned to live without magic. Those who practice spellcraft are eyed with suspicion, as are the old ways, and the old places.

Some, however, seek treasure in the ruins of what was. Knowledge, gold, power—it’s out there. Treasure untold for anyone clever enough to find it, bold enough to take it, fast enough to get away with it.

It’s out there, in the Spell-Wracked Lands.

Part I

Part II

 

Flame Isfree and the Feather of Fate III

A Serial Story by KD Sarge

 

Ryahled had found the campsite she’d planned to use. The group was setting … Continue reading

5 Reasons Writing is Like a Mason Jar Salad

I’m on a journey to get healthier. It started earlier this year with a cheap pedometer that wasn’t very accurate. Now I have a Fitbit Zip, log everything I eat, and actually spend time thinking about how to get more plant matter into the mix. I’ve always loved mason jars, so the leap to mason jar salads was a short one. I took my first to work today.

Mason Jar Salad

Okay, really nice, KD, but what’s with the writing comparison? I’ll tell you.

1) I can throw anything in there I want. I’ve seen a lot of variations. Some people put salsa in their mason jars first, then everything else to make a Chipotle-copy burrito bowl. Some are making normal-ish tossed salads with creamy dressings in first. One person … Continue reading

Kittens and Books

Yesterday was a rough day for me. I hurt my knee just walking and had a hard time getting my steps in. I discovered a mistake I made that could have cost my school thousands of dollars.† I came out of work to a flat tire with two nails in it–and the other front tire had a nail too, it just hadn’t gone down because the nail was blocking the air. Both had damage too near the sidewalls to be repaired.

$228 later, the kind gentlemen at Discount Tire had put me in their long queue to put two brand new tires on my car. As I sat down to wait the estimated ninety minutes, the pharmacy called to say that my daughter’s prescriptions weren’t covered.* Did I want to pay cash?

Accountability

On Saturday, March 14th, at a quarter to six in the morning, I changed out of my pajamas and into the clothes I would wear to drive from Tucson, Arizona to Dana Point, California. Unfortunately as I did, I changed from my blue flannel shirt to my red one, and left my new Fitbit Zip attached to the blue shirt. Which I then flung across my bed before packing up my car and herding the family out the door for possibly our most highly-anticipated vacation ever.

What I did, basically, was shoot myself in the foot for the next four days as far as my fitness goals went.