Monday, 29 October 2012

Talon is soaring over the great Andes


Extract from the first novel: TALON, COME FLY WITH ME


 It was a beautiful, sunny Saturday morning. After breakfast, Matica and her father went outside. He took his books with him to teach her mathematics and physics. She enjoyed this learning time with her father, but after a while, they needed a break, so Matica walked away into the bush while her father went to Mira.
Looking over a maize field, ...
she saw Amos and his dog Dusty coming towards her. ‘What are you doing?’ Amos asked her. Dusty sniffed at her hand and she patted his wet, cold nose.
‘Nothing much. Dad just taught me mathematics and I needed a break. I had to walk away and look at something green, not a book with all the numbers.’
They both laughed, but suddenly Amos looked ashamed, staring at the ground and playing in the sand with his bare feet.
‘Is something wrong?’ she encouraged him.
‘Well, no. I just thought of something, but I don’t know how to tell you without embarrassing you,’ said Amos.
‘Just say it. I’m not easily embarrassed. I’ve had too many embarrassments already in my life.’
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Sunday, 28 October 2012

Extracty from the first Novel in the Talon series. TALON, COME FLY WITH ME

Matica looked at the high cliff and the landing where she knew the condors had their nest, which had one small tree growing on one side and a bush on the other. It didn’t look big, but right there beside the bush, she saw Tima sitting on the ridge, looking down. Tamo was screeching and circling continu-ously above Tima.
Mat...
ica couldn’t see the poachers. ‘They must be close by,’ she murmured, ‘because Tamo is too upset. And that means as well, they don’t have their egg as yet < if they have one.’
Observing the scene for a while, she finally made out two climbing, dark figures. She growled, ‘Long, black hair and black overalls. Yes, they’re the same ones, but I can’t see the beige bag they had last year in which to carry the egg. That would mean – yes!’ she shouted. ‘I was right! They have only come for a look. In that case, we have time to help my birds.’ She gritted her teeth angrily. ‘So, they were shooting at other animals before. Which animals? I guess we will never find out.’
She watched the poachers climbing higher and higher. They had nearly reached Tima.
‘Tima, do something!’ Matica said in a harsh whisper.

A brilliant review by Jacqueline Driggers about TALON, COME FLY WITH ME

http://jdslzone.blogspot.com.au/2012/10/ebook-review-talon-by-gigi-sedlmayer.html?showComment=1351422520534

Wednesday, 24 October 2012

Change about the fourth novel in the Talon series

Well, now i have done it. I have devided the fourth novel in the Talon series. Both will have around 90 000 words or more. It still is not only an adult novel, it is for YA and even for children as well.

Now I will begin the fifth revision with the fourth novel in the Talon series, and I call it:
TALON, WE ARE ALL CONNECTED.

Tuesday, 23 October 2012

Talon is soaring


Extract from the first book in the Talon series

When Crayn returned from his journey to Cajamarca, he could easily see how much Talon had grown. Talon was now over three months old and was the size of a standard dog. Since he had never seen his parents fly, he never tried out his wings though sometimes he would spread them wide and would even flap them when he was annoyed or irritated. Sometimes...
he would watch a chicken flapping its wings and then he would stretch out his wings as well, copying the chicken.
Today, something fantastic happened to change that.
Matica had just come home from school. As Talon greeted her outside, like always, she grabbed his wings on an impulse and spread them wide. ‘Talon, I think it’s time that we have a little talk about your wings.’
He tilted his head, holding his wings spread out, looking at them. Matica interpreted this to mean, ‘What about them? I don’t know what to do with them.’
‘These are wings, Talon, and with these you fly.’ She moved them up and down. ‘You are never outside when your father comes to visit, so you never see him fly. That’s not good. He’s a bird, and so are you, and birds do fly in the sky. But to do that, you
have to train your wings and make them strong.’ She helped him flap them up and down. ‘Even though you live with me and not with your bird parents, you’re not a human. I hope you know that.’