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THE IMMORTAL KING – Book two of the Utopian Saga NOW AVAILABE FOR PRE-ORDER https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01M0KUSAK

The first part of the prophecy fulfilled, Alastair and Lisa should be happy upon their return to Scotland. Yet too soon reality catches up with them.
While Lisa struggles with the sudden gain of power and the possibility of being pregnant. As if that wasn’t enough the man who raped and brutalized her is still out there and worse even, he knows she is back.
While helping Lisa to adjust to her new power, Alastair has to deal with the fact that they need to find and resurrect Arthur, his half-brother. Most would think a reunion like that a joyous occasion, but not for Alastair who deeply believes Arthur to be a rapist and a traitor.
Yet there is no way around it, only Arthur can bring forth Excalibur, and they need the Sword of Light to fulfill the prophecy.

Reading Sample for The Immortal Druid now online


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Five books

Four couples

One goal

To save the human race from extinction

It all begins with The Immortal Druid on April 27 / 2016

The Immortal Druid is now available for pre-order to an introduction price of 0.99 and you can get the first chapter for free here….

The Immortal Druid, book 1 in the Utopian Saga coming soon

Promotion publishing dateThousands of years ago events were set in motion to save the human race from extinction and lead them into the future. Fate wove and entwined bloodlines, so in the end there would one powerful woman and one powerful man, leading her children to Utopia.
Lisa Longshire is the last in a long line of courageous and powerful woman, and when her unusual dreams lead her to Toronto, she takes the first steps towards a destiny that will either make her the most powerful woman alive, or destroy her.
Alastair McScath has long given up hope of finding his fated mate, and stopped looking centuries ago. If not for his brother Condan and his endless meddling, Lisa would have never crossed his path.
A net of intrigue, romance and danger is set in motion, the only guidance a prophecy promising them dark times and horror before they can reach their goal. If they survive that long.

Embark on an epic journey on April 27th, and keep Alastair and Lisa company as they discover love and what it takes to survive destiny. Pre-Order Available here http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01CN8QLWM

Insight into a writers heart and soul… be brave have a peak

Those who read my autobiography (My Life with Dyslexia and other Shit…) know this, those who haven’t read it… get to it, it’s time you read it… you can simply click the link to your right-hand side and it’s yours.
However, some of you know that as a child I learned to put up a tough front, showing people a confident, cocky person who didn’t care about what other thoughts. When inside I was the furthest thing from it.
I didn’t believe I mattered, that I could archive anything or that I had any kind of worth. Live did that to me, and it wasn’t just one person’s fault, but a convergence of circumstances.
Over the years, I thought I had grown out of that, simply because in the right setting I have. With my family and close friends I am confident, know what I am capable of, and that I have worth and aren’t stupid. I even have the results of an IQ test I took years ago hung up. (Well actually it got lost in one of our moves, but I know it was there and hung on the wall, so I insist on pretending it’s still there)
Yet, when it comes to exploring new areas in life, trying out something new, I simply wear that mask again, while inside I am filled with doubt. Only I didn’t realize it until recently. (By the way, you can tuck this post on to my autobiography, it’s like an afterword I didn’t write)
When I wrote Waiting in the Wings I put a lot of myself in the plot and characters. Sure most of it were fiction, and yet still me. When I published it the first time, I was nervous, not just because I’m dyslexic and didn’t really have the money to get it edited, but for hundred more reasons. When the first reviews rolled in, telling me that they saw a good story that was unreadable by mistakes, it only chipped on the little confidence I had.
The person I am with my family and friends was nowhere to be seen as I tried to get Waiting in the Wings edited, even spent the money on a professional edit. The money I didn’t really have, but scraped together, because I didn’t believe I could do it.
The editor didn’t want to just fix the spelling but made lots of suggestions about plot and writing style. Something a good editor should do, don’t get me wrong there.
However, as the author, I should not have blindly listened and followed the whims of my editor, and the thing is I knew it. Much of what was suggested went against what I wanted, but because the editor thought so, I did as told. Falling back in the familiar pattern of not standing up for what I wanted, thought or believed in.
I did that until the editor liked it. One person, who didn’t know me, who had no idea about the parts of the story that were me. By the time, I was done the story had changed so much it wasn’t the same anymore, and I believed that was a good thing, because… well… I wasn’t good enough, didn’t know enough, was too inexperienced. The editor, on the other hand, was all those things, so she had to be right… right?
When, after I republished it, started to promote Waiting in the Wings again, I also contacted the local newspaper and they asked for a book to read so they could write about it. (I know the lady I talked to from the newspaper reads my stuff from time to time, so she most likely will read this too) When she invited me she gave me her honest opinion (something you don’t get often) she informed of still existing spelling and grammar mistakes. But one thing she said and that I kind of ignored at that point was, that she felt like it wasn’t done. Like I hadn’t taken the time to finish it and bring it to its best.
Quite frankly, I thought she must be crazy, after all, the instructions I followed, all the rewriting I did, and the money I spent.
Since then some time has passed, I did some other projects, got my store going, my designer business up from the ground (not much from the ground, though, mind you).
During that time I also explored Facebook… yeah I know who hasn’t? What I found were several groups dedicated to dyslexia, fibromyalgia, and Nail-Patella-Syndrome. The dyslexia groups caught me off guard to tell the truth. When I join a group, I introduce myself. After all, my mom raised me to be polite to a T… even when I hated the person, I was polite, even when I smashed something over their head the next moment, or threw a chair after them.
The way I was welcomed was amazing and humbling. To hear from so many people who went through the same struggles were bullied and thought (that’s what baffled me) that I had made a success of myself, was overwhelming.
I look in the mirror and I see a 36-year-old woman who by only half fault of herself lost most of her teeth, who lives in pain every day. Someone who had no higher education, in Canada, not even a high school diploma, and no job at the moment or in any foreseeable future. I struggle on a daily basis with the housekeeping, because of the pain, depressions and continuously losing hope. I’m too sick to work and not sick enough to get disability. I’m a burden to my family financially and mentally, and that hurts. To know that your children suffer because of you. Yes they have the essentials, they have food a roof over their head and I’m always there for them even when they think I’m not. But because of me, we are in bad financials, and I look towards the future and cringe. Because I know I can’t afford to send them to college, or to help them out when they have problems financially. When I look into the mirror I see a mess.
Year of feeling inferior, ugly, unlovable leave their stain, and I was aware of that just not as much as I am now.
However, after joining those groups and being regarded like I accomplished something, I was also asked often about my story. Ten years ago I wrote it down and it was published. Only then I wrote it out of hatred and anger. Something I don’t feel anymore. Or not as much. I would be lying if I claimed it doesn’t hurt when someone tells me something bad about my writing or designs. It does, but I don’t get pissed about it anymore.
With their encouragement I decided to write my autobiography again, (remember My Life with Dyslexia and other Shit… to your right-hand side to order it) this time more objective but no less emotional. For some reason the book I wrote ten years ago, quadrupled, and as the one ten years ago I didn’t let anyone edit it. To use the words my publisher used back then. I’m dyslexic, it is part of me, I should not be ashamed of who and what I am and spelling mistakes, grammar errors, and punctuation horrors are a part of me. In that spirit, I didn’t let anyone touch it, not even my family. All I did was ask some friends to read it and let me know if they were able to understand it. When they did, I published it.
I know you already endured a lot reading this, most likely you’re ready to hit that red x in the right-hand corner wondering if I ever come to the point.
Yes, I will.
As with Waiting in the Wings I contacted the local newspaper, but to be honest didn’t think they would be interested after the last debacle. When they were, I hurried to get the book to the journalist. I caught her in a fee minute and we talked, she actually had read the reading sample already.
And here is what struck me, but only later when I was already back home. She said, “This reads much better, I get drawn right in. This reads like you took your time and put more effort into it.”
I told her, but mostly out of fun, that I actually wrote it in about a week and then took another month to go over it often.
However, those words stuck in my mind, replaying at the weirdest moments. Until a couple of days ago, when I talked to my mom. I don’t know how we got there but she reminded me of my school time, not the early bad years, but the better ones much later. That, whenever I had to write something for school, and would hand in my first draft I would get an A, 100% or 1 for content and the worst grade for spelling and grammar. But when I asked for help or went over it again, my own doubt got the better of me and I messed my essays up, receiving only a poor grade for context and a worse one for spelling and grammar.
After that, I pulled up the first book I wrote after I began seriously writing again. The Immortal Druid was what I had planned as my debut novel, not Waiting in the Wings, but when I pitched it I got many replies telling me what was missing, or what wasn’t right. I doubted myself and tried to fix all those mistakes mentioned, blowing a novel with over 70K up to over 120K, trying to please everyone, but me.
I was doing it again, I put up a front of confidence while inside there was nothing but doubt. It was the reason I didn’t publish it, I was doubting it. Doubting myself and my abilities. I doubted I could make it a good story because some had given me nothing but constructive critique.
The thing about revising, editing and perfecting a story, isn’t to try to please everyone. It will only ruin what has the potential to be great.
It is about taking their critique and using the parts that will fit you, while discarding and ignoring what you isn’t. Writing is about being creative, about imagining, and becoming more then you are by giving some of you and taking the characters you create into you.
An author who claims that nothing of him is in a story and nothing of the story is in him is either a bad author not worth reading or a liar.
Now I sat down and rewrite MY The Immortal Druid, returning it to what it was supposed to be, ME, or rather part of me.
Lisa is my endurance, my fight for a better future, no matter how I have to archive it or what I have to sacrifice for it.
Condan is my love and dedication to those I love and call family and mine.
Alastair is the strength and wisdom I rely on every day.
Argos is my love and admiration for animals.
In every character is a part of me, and every character encourages me to keep on going to give them live and meaning by creating a world for them they can exist in.
In the end of the day, the story I publish has to be me, coming from my heart, imagination and heart. I’ve forgotten that, and instead followed someone else’s ideas and imaginings. I fell back into who I was as a child, tough exterior, trying to please everyone while suffering inside about the way I denied myself to be me.
You might be thinking that what I say next is avoidance, said out of fear, but it isn’t. It’s a revelation, one I strongly believe many should have.
I say in the beginning of my autobiography that spelling, grammar, and punctuation are important, that they are what norms our language and makes for easy communication. Yet since I came to North America I didn’t have any trouble to bring my point over, even with spelling or grammar mistakes.
From now on, I will put not let others mess with my head, but only take the advice that actually works with my story. Neither will I get it professionally edited again. My dyslexia is part of me, I work every day to better it, to find mistakes and correct them. There should be no reason that my readers can’t make the little bit of effort to endure some mistakes, as long as they don’t make it impossible to understand the meaning of what my story is about.
The Immortal Druid will be ready this summer, I will place a warning in the front of the book, letting people know that the book was written by a dyslexic and not edited by a professional. As I learned with Waiting in the Wings their not worth their money anyway.
But the story will be me, it will be honest to me and my thoughts, dreams, and hopes. Not to someone else’s. I don’t charge much to begin with, but a story coming from the heart that is well researched written and plotted should be worth the little I charge.
I’m tired of hiding behind a mask. Instead, I will endeavor to become the mask of confidence I wear so often.

1st Chapter competition

druid 8It’s not perfect yet, but with a good edit and some patience it will be soon. The Immortal Druid is the first of five books of the Utopian Saga, and you can help me get it edited and published. At the moment it’s taking part in a first chapter competition, where the winner get’s a publishing contract, edit included. I know it needs one, otherwise my dyslexia would suddenly be cured and I forgot to notice. So please considere that when reading the first chapter, and deciding to vote or not.


The Immortal Druid, is the story of Lisa Longshire and Alastair McScath, as much as his brothers Condan. Lisa is a 24 year old woman from a small town in Manitoba. Having had dreams of battles long past since her parents were killed, she studied History, Mythology and American Litrature. Her dream is to become a author, and at the same time to discover why she has those wiered dreams. A trip to Toronto, to participate in a seminar with the infamous Professor McScath is supposed to help with that. If only she knew that by stepping into the plane, her whole life was about to change.

Alastair is not just an unusual History professor, he is a 1500 year old druid, immortal and Lisa’s fated mate. He wandered the world for no other reason then to find her, to be her lover, friend, protector and guide. He knows her destiny, knows her powers, what he didn’t know was how much he would love her.

When they meet, the atraction is instant, overwhelming and scares Lisa to death. For years she has avoided deeper intangelings with man, not wanting to explain why she woke, screaming and bathed in sweat in the middle of the night. But with Alastair all bet’s are off, and when she finally acepts that there is more, she falls for him hard and fast.

Knowing that Lisa is in danger now that she met him, he tries to protect her, and to find a way of telling her the truth. If only it would be easy. How do you tell the woman you love that she is destined to save the world, but only after going through some sort of hell, after being broken, and after sacrifices he can’t even imagaine? Before he can find a way, Lisa finds herself under attack, and in her desperation finds power inside her she can’t explain.

Please vote for The Immortal Druid here https://novelsuite.us.launchpad6.com/contest/1/entry/34 every vote counts.

Utopian Saga

The immortal DruidTHE IMMORTAL DRUID is the first book of the five book UTOPIA series. At the moment the book is in the rewrite stage after some very helpful rejections.

The project itself is finished but still needs some polishing, and work. Still I am hoping to either find a bookdeal within the next half a year or to self-publish it if I can’t.

Lisa Longshire travels to Toronto to attend a history seminar, hoping to gain a better understanding of her unusual dreams. The moment she steps on the plane, she takes the first step towards her destiny and her fated mate Alastair. When she meets him for the first time, the sudden attraction overwhelms and scares her, not knowing that it is her fate to be with him.
Alastair who has waited 1500 years to meet Lisa knows he has to move slowly, but his whole being tells him to claim her, to make her his.
While attending the seminar Lisa gets to know Alastair better and after wrestling with her inner conflicts falls in love with him. Not knowing what dangers await her or how much closer she gets to walking the path of her destiny by accepting Alastair as her mate.
When an attempt on her life wakes the genetic memory and deeply rooted magic inside her, Alastair has no other choice but to tell her that she is destined to save the world from damnation. As well as that it is foretold that Lisa will life through hell before she get’s there, but also that she has a choice. She can walk away and let the world burn, living out her life shrouded and hidden with magic but safe. On the other hand, she can go through hell and safe the world with Alastair at her side. What will Lisa choose?

Soon I will post an excerpt of the first few chapters, sign up for the newsletter if you want to be in the group of those who get it first.

Foloowing Titels in the Series:





More information soon as I am in the end stages of those books.

Utopia Project the first book

Utopia is a five book series, telling the story of Lisa Longshire and Alastair McScath, but also of King Arthur and his wife, the Goddess Danu and her consort Bile, and the bisexual gods Asclepius and Amun Ra. Each couple has it’s own story, as they walk their path of destiny, before ending up as one group, that soon becomes family, as they face challenges no man should be forced to face.
The Immortal Druid is the first book telling us Lisa and Alastair’s story.
24-Year-old Lisa Longshire travels to Toronto to attend a history seminar, held by Alastair McScath known for his unusual view on history. Not knowing that by doing so she takes the first steps towards her destiny, and her fated mate. Not long and she falls in love with Alastair, unable to fight the intense attraction for long. If only she had known that, her love comes with consequences, with enemies that want to kill and destroy her, and hell to live through. Will they find epic love in the end, or are they doomed unable to overcome the challenges destiny throws at them, to make them stronger and able to save the world from self-destruction.

Information’s to the following books will be published after the first book is signed and published. If you are a publisher or literary agent, feel free to contact me, I gladly send you synapse’s for all five books.

Utopia Series

As some know I started looking for a Publisher, Agent for my Utiopia project. So far I send it out to several publishers and agents, and now I play the waiting game. All five books are done, sure there will be enough spelling and grammer mistakes to make an Editor unhappy, but the story stands, and so far I only got good reactions from my alpha readers.

I keep you up to date, hopefully somone will be interested in it.