So I’m coming down from a wonderful week by swimming through emails, watching The Last Templar on NBC, staring at a bottle of Dom Perignon given to me by a wonderful, fantastic and totally awesome set of friends–and basically not writing as much as I should. When will Mercury retrograde be over? Oh yeah, I gotta wait ten more days!
I do want to thank everyone who’s sent me congrats through email, Twitter, and comments. You are all very awesome for sharing my joy with me, and I appreciate it. This series and its sale has been a long time coming and I’m thankful I’ve got wonderful people out there who understand what it means to me. Now the hard part begins–finishing the first book!
One of the repeated questions I’ve been asked is what is my series all about. So, I’ve created a sub-domain on my website, that will be the home of the Shadowchasers series: http://www.shadowchasers.seressia.com/. I’ve got some content over there now, including a bit of background on some of the major players in the first book, SHADOWBLADE. As the weeks and months progress, I’ll keep adding content and background info, including the I-hope-I-get-it-before-DragonCon cover.
For now, feel free to check out this blurb:
Kira Solomon’s life is a delicate balancing act. By day she specializes in identifying and defusing ancient ceremonial magic objects. By night she’s a Shadowchaser–a bounty hunter in service to the Guardians of Light in the eternal struggle against the Shadow of Chaos. She resents her superiors in the Gilead Commission for allowing her previous handler to die, but there aren’t a lot of career choices for a woman who’s unable to touch another living thing without devastating consequences.
Then she meets a man she can touch: a 4,000 year-old Nubian warrior. Problem is, she doesn’t know if he’s her salvation or destruction–especially since someone’s turning Atlanta upside down in search of a mystical blade. An Egyptian blade that happens to be sentient and looking for its master. Kira’s not giving anything up without a fight, and when the gloves comes off, she’s always the last one standing.