Angel Lore: part 3 by Toi Thomas #OurAuthorGang

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Today, in part 3 of my Angel Lore series, I’ll be sharing more angel knowledge with you from K – O, as I work my way through the alphabet (see part ONE and part TWO here). But first…

One of the most fascinating aspects of angel lore, for me, has been discovering the many different types and individual angels of mention in the various religious texts and folklores. This discovery of angels prompted me to create, and even mash-up, a few of my own, when writing my Eternal Curse Series. Still, even though I had fun creating new and blended versions of angels, I also enjoyed incorporating some of the more commonly known ones. On to the list…

Kakabek, a holy angel or a fallen angel? The lore isn’t clear; however, this angel is said to be in charge of the stars and is the reason people have astrology.

There’s no way I could briefly mention the things I’ve learned about the most famous angel, Lucifer, so I’ll mention another lesser known one. Especially known as a kind of trouble maker in the Jewish faith, Lahash is said to have tried to stop Moses from sending a prayer to God. Still researching this story to find out why.

While Michael is probably the second most famous angel, I’m not going to talk about him either. I’m going to tell why I think, Malik, of the Muslim faith is one of the coolest angels I’ve come across. He’s described as a wicked angel, but not necessarily fallen. Tasked with guarding the gates of hell, he taunts and tortures the souls that beg to be released. Not that torture is cool, but hey, the guy is literally just doing his job- punishing and detaining the damned.

 Anyone here like giants? Wondering what giants have to do with angels? Ever heard of the Nephilim? The idea of the Nephilim and their descendants (Anakim and Raphaim) are a major influence in my Eternal Curse Series. These are the offspring of pure, yet rogue, angels who took human wives. They grew to be giants and taught humans many new evils, such as the art of war.

Orisha are complicated entities to briefly explain, but here I go. These beings stem from Yoruba, an African religion, and others like it. This is both a monotheistic and polytheistic faith similar to the structure of Hinduism, where orshia are the souls of humans who lived noble lives who are then exalted in death (risen to a godlike status) and function much like guardian angels…

Well, that's all I have for today. Stick around this blog so you don't miss part 4 down the road.

Be sure to check out my Eternal Curse Series.

Book 1:
Giovanni is a creature out of time. Mira is a doctor trying to classify him. Beauty and the Beast meet Jekyll and Hyde in this paranormal tale with romantic and biblical influences.

Book 2:

A tale for fathers, sons, and daughters, this epic saga touches the past and future. The story of Giovanni will bring you to tears as loss and duty blur the lines of hope for what is to come.

The Eternal Curse series was my first book and series I ever wrote and to know that someone liked it meant the world to me. It's currently unavailable pending a rewrite in order to align it with new developments in the 3rd installment. If you'd like to read the first two books and offer me your feedback, please consider joining my email list to receive a free digital copy. 

Find out more about me, my work, and my inspiration at the following links:

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Spacer Guy

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Fascinating. I wonder can Angels heal us from our own broken thoughts?

 

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Nikki McDonagh

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Great insight into the hierarchy of angels and their influence on us lesser mortals. I look forward to the next post.

 

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Toi, loving your angel posts. Thanks for making them inclusive to all. Angels are everywhere all the time...my belief anyway.

 

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Ruth de Jauregui via Google+

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Toi Thomas shares the third in her series of posts about angels. Fascinating!!

 

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Ruth de Jauregui

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Fantastic selection of angels and their descriptions! I'm fascinated by the angels associated with various spiritual belief systems -- so interesting!

 

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Toi Thomas

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I'm late to my own party today, but I hope you've all enjoyed part 3 of my series on angel lore. I love sharing this stuff.

 

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Joe Bonadonna

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This is excellent, Toi! I'm loving it. More, more, more!

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Thank you. I'm glad you're enjoying it.

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Having been raised Catholic, and having gone to Our Lady of Angels grade school . . . well, you can see why I dig it.

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Today on A Small Gang of Authors, Toinette Thomas​ tells us more about the fascinating Lore of Angels, and talks a bit about her Eternal Curse series, too.

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Grace Au

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Toi, loving your angel posts. Thanks for making them inclusive to all. Angels are everywhere all the time...my belief anyway.

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Glad you like it. I love learning about the different takes on angels from different religions. Whatever my belief are, this research shows me that people are more alike than they are different, even when it comes religion.

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Erika M Szabo

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Great series of posts Toi, I really enjoyed reading all :)

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Thank you.

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I do love your post, Toi!

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Thank you. Can't wait to see what I do after this. ;)

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Good stuff here. Glad to see you include multiple faiths. There's crossover of course and borrowing from one faith to another. But that's what happens when all you have is an oral tradition.

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I know, it's so fascinating to see the similarities and being able to chart where the differences occur.

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When Life Imitates Art #OurAuthorGang

My Dystopian series, The Song of Forgetfulness, set in a post-apocalyptic world where rising oceans and disease has wiped out most animal life, is a work of fiction, right? Wrong.

When I was researching the consequences of the melting polar ice caps, the destruction of the rain forests, the surge of new and deadly diseases, I realised my books were based not on science fiction, but scarily, science fact.

The shocking truth is, that global warming and the harmful effects of pesticides on pollinating insects and animals, is far worse than we thought. A case in point is the humble bee. In the UK their numbers have decreased at an alarming rate due mostly to the use of pesticides and pollutants commonly used in agriculture.

These creatures are vital to the fertilisation of many crops and plants that in turn provide food for other animals and ultimately human beings. If their numbers continue to decline, then the fragile ecology system of our planet will be compromised so severely that extinction of many species is inevitable. That has consequences for people to, for without these species we will not survive as the fauna that feeds on these plants, cows, sheep, pigs etc. will also die out. Meaning humans who eat such animals and plants will starve.

"The impacts are potentially high for otherwise healthy people, animals and plants," the reporter states. 'Higher temperatures will lead to an increased risk of the Asian tiger mosquito, the vector of Chikungunya virus, dengue fever and Zika virus. The current risk remains low, but may increase in the future."

Most of mankind is, of course, in denial. We don't want to hear the truth. So when things start to go bad, and they have, droughts, followed by flooding and mighty tornados, which have devastated some parts of the world, are soon forgotten. Things gradually get back to a kind of normal and like pain, the memory of it is diluted. The result is that if we continue to look the other way, forget the tragedies, we will become increasingly unprepared for the consequences of an even bigger environmental disaster.

In The Chronicles of Mayer, a prequel to The Song of Forgetfulness series, the female protagonist has such a discussion with her father:

Floods and terrible diseases were wiping out many local farms. I remember when a neighbour lost his business. It was the first time I'd seen my dad upset. 'You know Brian?'
'Sheila's uncle?'
'Yep. Well you know they have a small holding?'
'Yep.'
'Lost all their cattle and sheep to some ancient bug thingy. Had them all shot dead. They'll be bankrupt.' I stared at my father. He shrugged and said, 'Well, there you go. That's life I suppose.' he turned on the television, sat and watched the news. He shivered. 'Turn the central heating up, love.'
'Don't you care?'
'Don't start, I'm trying to wind down.'
I stood in front of the screen, he leaned to one side and waved his hand at me. 'Move.'
'Can't you see what is happening? Nature is trying to fix things. She's resurrecting some ancient bugs. Anthrax is back. That's what the reporter is saying, or aren't you listening?'
'Of course I am.'
'Anthrax, Dad. What next?'
He turned the volume up and shoved me out of the way. 'Who cares? Whatever, we'll survive. We've still got a bit of ozone layer. We're fine, for now.'
I stiffened. 'Really? Are we?'

Such potential catastrophes are happening in the UK. In recent years the weather has taken its toll on agriculture. In the region where I live, farming has suffered from poor crops due to rain erosion and poorly managed drainage systems.

Here is an extract from a similar story in the Guardian newspaper. Link to the full report:

https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2016/jul/12/uk-poorly-prepared-for-climate-change-

impacts-government-advisers-warn

The UK is poorly prepared for the inevitable impacts of global warming in coming decades, including deadly annual heatwaves, water shortages and difficulties in producing food, according to the government's official advisers.

'Already 85% of the rich peat topsoils of East Anglia has disappeared,' said Krebs.

However, not all is doom and gloom. Very recently the UK government announced a total ban on pesticides that harm bees, being used in farming.

https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2017/nov/09/uk-will-back-total-ban-on-bee-harming-pesticides-michael-gove-reveals

On a smaller level we can do our part to encourage the survival of bees by creating a bee garden. If you have the space, you can let a part of your yard/garden go wild again. Plant some bee-friendly flowers such as, borage, marjoram, chives, lavender, honeysuckle, crocus and sage. If you don't have an outside space, you can plant flowers in tubs/containers and leave them on your windowsill, porch or pathway.

Well, it's a start. Perhaps my stories will be just that, stories, and our future will not be so bleak. Besides, in my Dystopian world mankind does survive and some even try to make the world a better place. Oh no, I've given too much away.

If you want to know more about The Song of Forgetfulness series, please visit my website:

http://www.thesongofforgetfulness.com/

Or go to my Amazon Author page:

Author.to/BooksonAmazon

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Color your world – How authors introduce diverse characters

by Ruth de Jauregui

Any writer can add diversity to their world. Each author handles it in a different way.

My friend and fellow author Joe Bonadonna writes about Dorgo the Dowser, who lives in a diverse fantasy world that includes centaurs, fauns, unicorns and humans of various colors. In the first story of "Mad Shadows" Dorgo meets Lady Kreel, known as Yaggie to her friends. He described her bodyguard as "a statuesque faun build like a gladiator with short-cropped red hair and a pair of sharp horns that could puncture your lungs without really trying." As for Yaggie, she was "a doll made of chocolate" with milk-white curly hair. It's not hard to envision Joe's characters, his descriptions are precise and on point.

Original cover to Midnight Riot

One of my favorite authors, Ben Aaronovitch, waits until page five in "Midnight Riot" to give us a clue about the main character, Peter Grant. Up to this point, we know he's a probationer constable in London and is guarding a murder scene with Leslie May, who was "short, blonde and impossibly perky." It's not until Leslie goes for coffee and Peter finds himself talking to a ghost that we get an idea that he might not be white.

Peter asks how he can be talking to a ghost. Nicholas Wallpenny, the ghost, tells Peter that he must have a touch of the sight. "Touch of that from your father maybe? Dockman was he, sailor, some such thing, he gave you that good curly hair and them lips?"

It's not until page nine that we find that Peter is mixed race. He wonders if he's being considered for Trident, which tackles gun crime in the Black community, and realizes that being mixed race qualifies him for the dangerous undercover job.

Patricia Briggs, author of the Mercy Thompson and Alpha and Omega series, handled the introduction of Mercy in the first book "Moon Called" similarly. We know Mercy is a mechanic and a woman within the first few paragraphs. We also know there are werewolves in her world. On page four, Mercy reveals, "The coyotes are my brothers. Oh, I'm not a werecoyote – even if there was such a thing. I am a walker."

A walker is a native shapechanger, IE, Mercy is Native American. (She's actually half Native, her mother is a pretty little blonde that's tough as nails, as we find out later in the series.)

While some authors are specific, others prefer to describe their characters and allow readers to draw their own conclusions. JK Rowling, for example, described Hermione as a muggle with bushy hair. I immediately pictured her as mixed race, with beautiful hair like my daughter's.

Judging by the uproar after a Black woman was cast as Hermione in the stage play "Harry Potter and the Cursed Child" and despite Rowling's declaration that Hermione could be a Black woman, not everyone pictured her in the same way. In defense of the casting, Rowling tweeted, "Canon: brown eyes, frizzy hair and very clever. White skin was never specified. Rowling loves black Hermione."

JRR Tolkien described hobbits as brown with brown curly hair at the beginning of "The Hobbit." This description makes perfect sense when the story says that hobbits could fade into the landscape. (I know that I sure couldn't hide in any landscape. I'm so pale that I practically glow in the dark.)

Robert Heinlein liked to sneak diverse characters into his juveniles, but gave hints, like in "Starship Troopers." It's not until nearly the end of the book when Johnny Rico is chatting with a fellow soldier and mentions that his family spoke Tagalog at home that we realize that Johnny was Filipino. Similarly, in "Tunnel in the Sky," it never really says that Rod is Black. Yet when we read the story in the context of the era, and the assumption that Rod would marry the only Black woman that was in the survival course, his race becomes obvious.

There really isn't a "right" or "wrong" way to bring a diverse character into a story – well, unless it's a derogatory stereotype of course. Whether the author chooses to be specific, or give a more general description, it all adds flavor to the story. Adding diversity allows you to build a deeper world, and use food, music, color, scent, clothing and both modern and traditional cultures to develop well-rounded characters, whether Black or Native or Celtic or Salariki (a feline species of aliens introduced in Andre Norton's "Plague Ship") or any other flavor of human or alien.

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Book Spotlight from Nicola McDonagh #OurAuthorGang

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Whisper Gatherers Book 1 in The Song of Forgetfulness sci-fi/dystopian series

Fear stalks Cityplace – they’re coming!

“If you like action, and science fiction then you’ll appreciate one of the first books EVER that gives you high powered adrenalin with chilling revelations of utter suspense!”

The future is a dangerous place. Rising oceans and disease have wiped out most animal and human life. Those who are left are scattered, scared and hungry.

Now, starving Renegades are gathering, ready to storm the last haven in NotSoGreatBritAlbion. Whispers of a saviour have brought them to the perimeter fences. They want Adara Catcher of Birds.

17-year-old orphan, Adara, isn’t like the other girlygigs in Cityplace. She has six fingers on each hand and a power she is forbidden to use. When her brother, Deogol, is lured away from his home by a dark stranger, Agros send in troops to lay waste to the capital. Adara must choose between saving her brother or joining her Santy Breanna to defend the once peaceful metropolis from a vicious and deadly force.

“The dystopian world is fully imagined and a treat for any fantasy reader seeking proper escapism. The characters are lovely, with a gutsy heroine to get behind, but for me what really stands out is the dialogue and language, which sets this series apart. Think 'Lord of the Flies' meets the wild children in 'Beyond Thunderdome' and you're somewhere close. It's fascinating to come across the phrases and words that are disjointed from our own yet not entirely different; chinese whispers from our language passed on through the years and slowly changing as they are passed from ear to ear.

The story is fast paced and hits the ground running from the moment the sinister Praisebees enter the fray, and the tempo doesn't let up. A pleasure to read, I look forward to more in this series and from this visionary author.”

Extract from Whisper Gatherers:

I became aware of a rumbling sound, not unlike thunder. I turned to Santy Breanna and saw her tear off down the central aisle towards the main door. Greatgrangran folded her arms and let her head drop onto her chest. I strained my neck to see what was going on.

“Our time is nigh. Prepare to meet your maker. Make peace with the BabyCheesus and repent your slovenly ways!”

Huffin’ hell, Praisebees.

Santy Breanna was pushed backwards by two burly guards as a whole load of Christfans burst into the building. They wore long flowing tunics tied loosely around the waist by some raggedy rope. They flipped-flopped their way towards the stage with scanty sandals that exposed chipped and mucky toenails. They showed their teeth. I’d never seen such dirty dental prongs before. All were tarnished brown, with stuff that looked like flesh, stuck between them. Some gouged out the sinuous bits with their jagged fingernails and popped the remnant into their mouths to be swallowed with relish. So, not just Praisebees then? Were these fanatics Carnies too? I shuddered.

A loud gasp and a general putting of hands over mouths ensued when the bedraggled worshippers walked past. Santy attempted to force her way through the Praisebee guards, but they were huge and stood in front of her like the trunks of trees.

The sheriff and Headteach, who were still on the stage, huddled together and looked around for some kind of security backup. Sheriff Fychan, a small thin male without much hair, yanked out a comdevice and screamed down it for assistance. He threw the thing onto the floor when all it did was make a buzzing noise. He peeled the Headteach’s arms from around his waist. Stepping forward, he said, “Stop right where you are. Advance no further. I said, stop!”

But the Praisebees did not. They tramped faster chanting, “Cheesus is life. Cheesus is good. Believe in him and live forever.”

A catchy little ditty to be sure, but it fell upon deaf ears. All in Cityplace believed in the OneGreatProvider that centuries ago saved the few remaining bigwigs from famine and disease. He built our now great home where we live, safe and sound. Except that today, we were not. The leader of the group walked up the steps and onto the stage. Sheriff Fychan held up his hands in front of his chest to warn the tall slim male, to advance no further. The ‘dult smacked his mitts away. He turned to the quaking crowd.

“Calm yourselves. Do not be so a-feared. We come in peace. We come because of rumours.”

Nad.

“Word has filtered through to our nomadic ears that the dead and lost ones have risen.”

Double nad.

“That these troubled spirits have come to warn us of things to come. Things most wretched and horrible. We must listen to them. Mend our ways. If not, then all upon this land-starved planet will perish once and for all. If that is so, then a saviour must rise to save folk. That hagio, or saint, will free us from despair and deprivation. That saviour is here.”

Triple nad.