Ein Beitrag von Horst Hermann von Allwörden
Janet Morris was in the eighties and early nineties, one of the leading female writers of SF and Fantasy. But she interrupted her career as a writer for Strategic Studies and a company for non-lethal weapons.
In 2010, she returned with her novel THE SACRED BAND and now she writes again together with her husband Chris. This is reason enough for some questions
Ein Beitrag von Horst Hermann von Allwörden
Some know Tempus Thales from the »Thieves World«, some from battlefields. But who is Tempus Thales, the Riddler, who deals with gods like we does with our neighbours?
For the first time, Tempus Thales has now agreed to answer some questions. We thank his chroniclers Janet and Chris Morris for this opportunity.
Stay tuned ...
Ein Beitrag von Janet Morris
Every winter solstice, the gods speak their minds. Sometimes, they send us an idea, a challenge, a task or a test. If we accept, our world changes forever from that moment onward.
In 1975, we began writing our first novel, High Couch of Silistra, listening to the whispers from within. We were concerned about the confusion in our society over the roles of women and the roles of nations; like our entire generation, we lived with the constant threat of annihilation in nuclear war, so questions of moral use of power when that power is infinitely destructive troubled us greatly.
Ein Beitrag von Janet Moriis & Chris Morris
Who are you? asks the sentry in a hushed tone, eye-whites and teeth catching a quick spill of starlight down his helmets thin nosepiece. On this deep blue night, nothing stirs but torches snapping in the camp beyond. Why are you here?
Critias. Sacred Band business, Crit replies, watching for a glimmer of light behind the Theban sentry, a fleeting gleam or deeper dark to show him the sword and shield of this mans partner. Never mind it: this is a pairs left-side leader, momentarily alone, awkwardly surprised, sidling rightward and feeling vulnerable on his open side.
Ein Beitrag von John Manning & Forrest Hedrick
Amanda Carlyle stands in the sweltering Central Texas heat, her fist raised and ready to knock upon the chipped and faded door. Fred Kyle waits, unaware of her presence, unaware that her knock will bring back terror-filled memories from twelve years earlier. As her knuckles descend the journey begins that will rip him from his whiskey-shrouded existence and carry him back to the place he swore to never go again. At the end of the journey lie horror, death, redemption and the acceptance of the heritage he has denied as he and Amanda and Diane Ravenfeather struggle to put back the ancient evil he and his friends released on that ill-fated Thanksgiving weekend trip to the Smoky Mountains of East Tennessee.
Corruptor
... Janet und Chris Morris ...
... Tempus Thales ...
Writing with the Solstice Gods
The Sacred Band