Appointment at the Edge of ForeverFilion felt safe in his role as a Dream Searcher. He was paid to venture into other’s dreams and exert influence over individuals whom he would never meet in the flesh.
But that was until he received The Summoning. Filion has been called to track down and protect Ryo, the last of the Chozen. She is the only hope of preventing a tide of evil driven by the Afortiori and the prospect of universal slavery if they aren’t stopped.
Time is ticking and Filion has no idea of how to find Ryo let alone how to protect her, yet destinies of planets rest in her hands. Enlisting the help of a rag-tag band of mercenaries, Filion will set out to search the wastes for Ryo. Together they will confront an evil whose power they just might have fatally underestimated.
Tomorrow is Too Late
I was a natural flier, I could take a punch, and I was smarter than
most. Within five years I was a full-fledged pilot. On my last assignment, I was Master Pilot Eri Everfar, commanding pilot of a class B Federal war ship, the Seeker, and that’s where I met him, Drakier Lu…
Filion and his new friends have escaped Bok and are stuck in an asteroid field that isn’t supposed to exist. They’ve almost run out of fuel, their water supply is seriously depleted, all of their food has been destroyed, and the girl they’d just risked everything to save, Ryo, is dead.
Captain Eri’s former lover, Drakier Lu, has been promoted to Master Commander of the entire Federal Fleet, and his assignment is to find and capture the Dark Horse. Captain Eri has been identified as a Tiori, and she and her associates have just become the Federation’s most wanted. Things aren’t what they seem though, and the line between good and evil blurs as the players’ true motivations come to light.
Filion and the crew return, traveling the galaxy and dodging the Federation and the Tioris, all the while searching for a rogue planet that may or may not be harboring the one person who can save them all…
The Degrees of Destiny
When I was on Lamu, I inhaled an Afortiori's vileness. That blackness will be what allows me to win. I will use their own evil
against them. Because of this I am tainted. I am but a degree different from what I fight, but in that degree, hangs the balance between universal slavery and Free Will.
Having fled from Lamu only moments before its destruction, Filion and his friends find themselves hiding in the shadows as the Federation and the Afortiori mobilize against their worst enemy, The Etulosba and its crew. The Etulosba, Ryo, plans for her final battle. She was engineered to fight for Free Will, but to win that war, she will have to become what no Chozen was meant to be - an Afortiori. Caught in Ryo's wake, Captain Eri is torn between leading her crew and confronting Drakier Lu, her former lover and torturer. Will she be able to overcome what he did to her, or will she fail, thereby becoming what he made her and letting down Ryo, her crew, and ultimately, the universe? Filion and the crew return in the final installment of The Ryo Myths. Join them as they begin a journey that not all of them will survive.
~Does Boxing and Jiu Jitsu a Better Writer Make?~To write, and then to share that writing, is to face constant rejection. No matter how perfect your prose, how snappy your plots, how humanly flawed your characters, someone, somewhere will find issue with your work. You can’t please everyone, even when you are at your best, and you don’t start at your best.
I am not the writer I was five years ago, and I know that if I keep writing, in five years I’ll be a better writer than I am now. That’s how it works. We start in one place and slowly climb to another. That’s hard with something as personal as writing. You pour everything you have into carefully selected words and sometimes they just don’t measure up. You keep at it though because if you don’t, your work will never measure up.
When I started learning how to box, and then later when I began to practice Brazilian jiu jitsu (a grappling martial art), I failed, constantly. I would get so hard I’d end up on the floor. I’d get choked out. I’d get submitted time after time after time. I would be physically beaten, to the point where the tears of frustration and the tears of pain would become one and the same. I’d leave the gym scared, downtrodden, and feeling like I didn’t deserve to call myself a fighter. I’d think about quitting. I’d come close occasionally, but I’d keep going back.
You know what happened? Eventually, the failures got less painful. Eventually, failing became normal, just another part of the game. Sometimes you submit your opponent, and sometimes she submits you. What matters isn’t the individual fights, but the fact that you keep going back time after time, no matter what.
And this attitude had translated into my writing. When someone tells me what they don’t like about my books, when I get a rejection letter titled “Dear Author”, it doesn’t stick to me the way it used to. I know that some days I’m going to fail, and some days I’m going to get the knockout punch. The latter happens far less frequently than the former, but if boxing and jiu jitsu have taught me anything, it’s that you don’t get to come out on top if you never get into the ring.
Failing is part of writing. Quitting is the end of writing. If you’re a writer, you’re failing regularly, and that’s okay.
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Appointment at the Edge of Forever
She barreled blindly through the forest, not knowing where she was going, only that she had to go. She had to get away, away from whom she didn’t know, but she had to move. They were watching her.
Memories flooded through her. She was on a ship, she was in a car, she was healing the sick, she was giving orders, she was lost. These memories weren’t hers, yet they felt so natural. They felt so real. It was her, Ryo, in those memories, but she couldn’t recall any of them any more than one could truly recall a dream.
She stopped running. Her side ached from the exertion, and her right leg still bled painfully. She peeled back the dark, sticky dress. The cut was deep. It wasn’t going to heal on its own. Then the bubbling came back.
Her hands moved over her leg, and she gasped. The bubbling grew, the hotness, the confidence, the power; all of it came back. She closed her eyes and the pain peaked, then it was gone. She waited several breaths, and then finally opened her eyes. Other than the dried blood and torn dress, one would never have known her leg had been injured. The skin was flawless without even a hint of a scar. She looked at her hands. She had known exactly where to put them. It was as if she had done this every day of her life...
She stood up and quickly sat back down. Her legs shook, and her breathing was ragged. What was happening to her?
Who was she?
Perrin is the author of The Ryo Myths, a sci-fi/fantasy trilogy that has been heralded to engage both nerds and non-nerds alike. Check out her books on Amazon and Barnes and Noble. When not writing, Perrin enjoys drinking coffee and swimming, although usually not at the same time.Perrin will be awarding a $20 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.