New York real estate broker Miriam Lewis takes off for a brief getaway to a remote inn on the rugged cliffs of Cornwall. Rest and romance with her boyfriend seem like the perfect cure for a life that appears to be going nowhere, and too fast.
Entering Cornwall, Miriam crosses the River Tamar and glimpses a luminous girl floating in the river. A memory from long, long ago begins to unfold in Miriam’s thoughts—something about a promise she made to perform a selfless act of courage. Could it be true? Could she ever rise to such heroism or is it just a hallucination?
While at the inn, Miriam experiences a series of flashbacks from a life she lived in an ancient land called Ruberah. These startling images convince Miriam that she did write the promise and that she must keep it. But to do so, Miriam will have to let go of everything in her life and place her trust in a guide—the river girl—the wise and eternal spirit of the River Tamar.
~ Pump Up Your Book BT
” The light of the ley line locks onto their feet and forms straps similar in style to the sandals they wore in Ruberah. Kate grins. “Cool, right?”
“No. Just kidding. Yes.”
A thundering sound like the drumming of kettledrums blasts through the mine, and the ley line shoots forward. Kate and Miriam hold hands and whiz down the tunnel on the beam of red light. Huge rocks at the end of the mine slide apart, and the girl and the woman skid into the ocean. The ley line expands and encases them in a bullet of light that looks like a futuristic, high-speed railway car. Their globes collapse into rings of ruby light and lie around their necks.
“Brilliant!” Kate runs her hands through her hair and tosses it about her shoulders. “We traveled like this in the Time of Ruberah. We could turn the ley line into airships that carried a thousand people at a time, and we controlled our speed and direction from an astral disk—a soft, razor-thin computer we stuck into the palms of our hands, which was programmed to the astral sphere of the Ruby Kingdom.”
Miriam tunes her out. Please God, she won’t have to use this astral disk thing—it’s hard enough to keep up with the computers of this world, let alone deal with some intergalactic system. She wonders what’s governing their speed now, but doesn’t ask. It might be Kate, in which case she’d rather not know. Foretune to travel well. Watching the waters of the Atlantic splash by, she tells herself that gliding along beneath the sea—breathing air without knowing where it’s coming from, losing complete control of her life—is a good thing. Panic beats beneath her every breath. ”
Paranormal romance? Best oxymoron yet? Let’s vote on that.
In the recent movie Her, Amy Adams’ character says falling in love is like legalized insanity. I’m down with that. What do you think?
Would you call yourself an “into the light or into the dark” writer?
I’d slot myself into light side, however I rouse around in the dark a lot in both my novels. In Dream Chaser: Awakening, Sara, the protagonist has an intense relationship with the ghost of her boyfriend’s dead childhood sweetheart. “Lily was her name,” Sara’s boyfriend Ross says on the night he explains how Lily died. The instant Ross uttered her name, Lily’s ghost slithered in beside Sara as surely as if Ross had breathed life back into her. I wrote an in depth character sketch for Sara before starting the novel, but Lily with her moon white skin and chestnut hair tied back with scarlet ribbon flew from my fingers, relentless, wicked, and full-blown.
Do you think entities zip around in the ether waiting for a chance to land on the pages of our novels? Come on. Fess up. No one is standing by with a straightjacket. We’re writers; some eccentricity is expected.
In my second book Written in Ruberah, the first in a series about the Age of Jeweled Intelligence, I create a universe the characters must pass through in order to fulfill their quest. A world of light: the Astral Spheres of the Jewel Kingdoms. A world of darkness: the Black Heart, Dark Master’s seat of power beneath the sea. A world of time: the Cycles of Time, a shimmering symbol shaped like a figure eight sunk into the black velvet depths of space. Everything that’s ever happened on planet Earth is recorded in the Cycles of Time. Written in Ruberah is about lovers traveling through time trying to keep promises they made eons ago in the land of Ruberah.
I surmise light and dark are the inside out of each other, and the best characters in fiction come shaded with them both.
About the Author & Links:
Christina Greenaway grew up in Cornwall, England in a small fishing village. One of her favorite pastimes as a child was to write a story, stuff it in a bottle, toss it into the sea, and imagine all her characters – pirates, kings, and others – come to life. Her life twisted and turned, however, in so many ways that she never ventured into writing until now, many years later. Her novels include themes generated from her life experiences including: trust, the fantasy parent, empowerment, work and travel and spiritual power.
Christina has worked at BBC radio in England, a NYC high-powered ad agency, as assistant to the president of a perfume company in France, as a partner for a frog farm in Costa Rica, and numerous other venues. She has traversed the globe.
She is the author of Written in Ruberah, published by Girl by the Sea Publishing, and Dream Chaser: Awakening, published by Girl by the Sea.
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