Just finished with the fifthe revision of the fourth novel in the Talon series. TALON, CONNECTED. It has now 90 137 words.
And now i am starting with the fifth novel in the Talon series, TALON, HUNTING THE HUNTER
I just sent the finished manuscript of the fourth novel in the Talon series to my Editor. Will see how long she needs, then next year, hopefully, it will be published. Yeah. then i have 4 books out. Yeah-ha. Now to the fifth book: HUNTING THE HUNTER
Thursday 29 November 2012
Monday 26 November 2012
Extract from the 2. novel in the Talon series:
A few seconds later, they broke through the top of the cloud and the sun shone on them once more, warming them since she realised how cold and damp it was in there. Dewdrops were glistening and sparkling all over Talon’s wing feathers and herself. Before they could vaporise, she licked some drops off her hands but in doing so, her gaze fell on the to...
p of the clouds. ‘Whoa!’ she cheered. ‘Look at the beautiful looking clouds under us. They look like puffed-up cotton wool, or like snow-covered mountains.’
Gazing at the wonders of the clouds from above, she was aware that Talon was riding on the clouds, riding them out smoothly and bouncing gently from cloud to cloud. Up and down, right and left he went as the clouds were formed.
Presently, directly in front of them, a dark and dirty-looking cloud puffed up high in an invisible and undetectable current. To Matica it looked like a solid mountain peak but a mountain peak that increasingly moved, twirled and twisted. In one stage it fell together, nearly disappearing, then it puffed up again, even higher than it was before.
‘Talon, don’t enter it —’ But it was too late. Talon didn’t hesitate for a second. He flew right into it.
Gazing at the wonders of the clouds from above, she was aware that Talon was riding on the clouds, riding them out smoothly and bouncing gently from cloud to cloud. Up and down, right and left he went as the clouds were formed.
Presently, directly in front of them, a dark and dirty-looking cloud puffed up high in an invisible and undetectable current. To Matica it looked like a solid mountain peak but a mountain peak that increasingly moved, twirled and twisted. In one stage it fell together, nearly disappearing, then it puffed up again, even higher than it was before.
‘Talon, don’t enter it —’ But it was too late. Talon didn’t hesitate for a second. He flew right into it.
Sunday 25 November 2012
Extract from the 2. novel in the Talon series:
Extract from the 2. novel in the Talon series:
Simeon, leaning against the open doorframe and looking in, was still talking with her mother Mira when Matica joined them. Simeon pressed his tummy in to let Matica pass. Inside, Matica pulled a chair out from under the table and sat opposite her mother. ‘How was it?’ Mira asked her. ‘Did the Indians believe you?’
‘But Mum,’ Matica said, surprised, ‘...
Simeon, leaning against the open doorframe and looking in, was still talking with her mother Mira when Matica joined them. Simeon pressed his tummy in to let Matica pass. Inside, Matica pulled a chair out from under the table and sat opposite her mother. ‘How was it?’ Mira asked her. ‘Did the Indians believe you?’
‘But Mum,’ Matica said, surprised, ‘...
you know. I saw you there. You heard it all.’
‘I went home earlier, so I don’t know the rest.’
Matica nodded. ‘Yes, true. Well,’ she said lazily, ‘the rest was that the Indians believed me, and Pajaro went through a type of prayer to accept me into their community again.’
‘Mat, that’s wonderful!’ Mira called out but then asked, ‘But why did he do it again?’
‘Obviously the first time wasn’t enough. Some didn’t accept me when he did it the first time, but they do now. It was also for the Bambamarcans. Were you still there when Alexander yelled his disbelief?’
‘Yes.’ Mira nodded. ‘No wonder he wouldn’t believe you. He just couldn’t, I would say. He’s just rejecting you. After that outburst from him, I went home.
‘I went home earlier, so I don’t know the rest.’
Matica nodded. ‘Yes, true. Well,’ she said lazily, ‘the rest was that the Indians believed me, and Pajaro went through a type of prayer to accept me into their community again.’
‘Mat, that’s wonderful!’ Mira called out but then asked, ‘But why did he do it again?’
‘Obviously the first time wasn’t enough. Some didn’t accept me when he did it the first time, but they do now. It was also for the Bambamarcans. Were you still there when Alexander yelled his disbelief?’
‘Yes.’ Mira nodded. ‘No wonder he wouldn’t believe you. He just couldn’t, I would say. He’s just rejecting you. After that outburst from him, I went home.
Thursday 22 November 2012
Animaton Clip for the first 3 novels in the Talon series
Animation clip by Martina Mayjee Berger for the first 3 novels about Talon the condor and challenged Matica.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lXdNgy7Fw18&feature=autoshare
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lXdNgy7Fw18&feature=autoshare
Sunday 18 November 2012
Extract from the second novel in the Talon series:
Distressed and with big eyes, she said, ‘That can’t be. Parents don’t do something like that. You lost me totally. Or... ’ she looked up, ‘his parents didn’t love him?’ She looked inquiringly at him.
‘Remember I said that Alexander cared for his brother, not his parents?’
Matica nodded. ‘Yes. Why? I don’t get that part.’ But suddenly her eyes wide...
‘Remember I said that Alexander cared for his brother, not his parents?’
Matica nodded. ‘Yes. Why? I don’t get that part.’ But suddenly her eyes wide...
ned and understanding crept into her expression. Amos said earlier: so young, so small. Can it be? ‘Amos, was he disabled, challenged in any way?’ she whispered.
‘Yes, challenged, yes.’
‘Amos?’ He wouldn’t answer; he just looked at her now. Matica, jumping up and standing before him, yelled, disturbed, ‘No, Amos! That can’t be!’
He nodded, looking fondly into her big and round eyes. He guessed what was going through her mind, so he took her hands and pulled her to sit beside him again.
Not letting go of his hands, for her support, she sat down and, staring first in front of her then looking up at him, she whispered, ‘Amos, he was like - me?’ She let go of his hands and pointed at herself with both of her hands. Amos nodded. ‘Really? Ooooh.’ She shook her head and sat up straight. ‘That explains it.’
‘Yes, challenged, yes.’
‘Amos?’ He wouldn’t answer; he just looked at her now. Matica, jumping up and standing before him, yelled, disturbed, ‘No, Amos! That can’t be!’
He nodded, looking fondly into her big and round eyes. He guessed what was going through her mind, so he took her hands and pulled her to sit beside him again.
Not letting go of his hands, for her support, she sat down and, staring first in front of her then looking up at him, she whispered, ‘Amos, he was like - me?’ She let go of his hands and pointed at herself with both of her hands. Amos nodded. ‘Really? Ooooh.’ She shook her head and sat up straight. ‘That explains it.’
Tuesday 13 November 2012
Extract from the second novel in the Talon series, TALON, ON THE WING
Panic gripped her heart as Matica fell like a rock, tumbling over and over. She tried to think what had happened, but the shock of falling overpowered her mind and let her heart sink into a black, hollow emptiness. She wrapped her hands around her knees, wanting to curl up as the wind rushed past her, becoming louder every secon...
d as she went faster and faster down.
I fell off Talon, was all she could think of as her mind was shrieking that sentence over and over and over.
Feeling the panic even more, bubbling up inside her like the frothy waves of the sea rising over her head to drown her, her head began to spin. She uncurled and looked out for Talon but couldn’t see him anywhere in that darkness. Her mind started to work, but what it told her wasn’t very encouraging. She wanted to stop it, but the thoughts kept assaulting her. What am I going to do now? He’s not coming after me.
I fell off Talon, was all she could think of as her mind was shrieking that sentence over and over and over.
Feeling the panic even more, bubbling up inside her like the frothy waves of the sea rising over her head to drown her, her head began to spin. She uncurled and looked out for Talon but couldn’t see him anywhere in that darkness. Her mind started to work, but what it told her wasn’t very encouraging. She wanted to stop it, but the thoughts kept assaulting her. What am I going to do now? He’s not coming after me.
Monday 12 November 2012
Some quotes
I want to make a difference in my life, touch hearts. Check out my Talon books. You will be surprised how they can change you
Talon can help you with it. He is the unique condor everyone will love, if you know him. TALON, COME FLY WITH ME.
And TALON, ON THE WING
And TALON, FLIGHT FOR LIFE
My first 3 novels about Talon the condor and challenged Matica are available. for kindle as well
http://www.amazon.com/Gigi-Sedlmayer/e/B003U8G4WC/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0
Talon can help you with it. He is the unique condor everyone will love, if you know him. TALON, COME FLY WITH ME.
And TALON, ON THE WING
And TALON, FLIGHT FOR LIFE
My first 3 novels about Talon the condor and challenged Matica are available. for kindle as well
http://www.amazon.com/Gigi-Sedlmayer/e/B003U8G4WC/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0
Sunday 11 November 2012
Extract from the second novel in the Talon series
A few seconds later, they broke through the top of the cloud and the sun shone on them once more, warming them since she realised how cold and damp it was in there. Dewdrops were glistening and sparkling all over Talon’s wing feathers and herself. Before they could vaporise, she licked some drops off her hands but in doing so, her gaze fell on the...
top of the clouds. ‘Whoa!’ she cheered. ‘Look at t
he beautiful looking clouds under us. They look like puffed-up cotton wool, or like snow-covered mountains.’
Gazing at the wonders of the clouds from above, she was aware that Talon was riding on the clouds, riding them out smoothly and bouncing gently from cloud to cloud. Up and down, right and left he went as the clouds were formed.
he beautiful looking clouds under us. They look like puffed-up cotton wool, or like snow-covered mountains.’
Gazing at the wonders of the clouds from above, she was aware that Talon was riding on the clouds, riding them out smoothly and bouncing gently from cloud to cloud. Up and down, right and left he went as the clouds were formed.
Sunday 4 November 2012
Extract from the secon novel in the Talon series:
She pushed the anxiety out of her brain, thinking
of Talon, and swallowed. Slowly the lump in her
throat shrank until it was gone. She wiped her
forehead with the back of her hand then wiped her
hands on her jeans. Her heart slowed down.
Slowly she walked to Pajaro’s side and looked at
him. He nodded at her, encouraging, and grinned.
of Talon, and swallowed. Slowly the lump in her
throat shrank until it was gone. She wiped her
forehead with the back of her hand then wiped her
hands on her jeans. Her heart slowed down.
Slowly she walked to Pajaro’s side and looked at
him. He nodded at her, encouraging, and grinned.
Her boldness was back. She combed her hair
with her fingers.
with her fingers.
Saturday 3 November 2012
Friday 2 November 2012
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