My Debt to Vampires

Guest Post on Delilah Devlin’s Blog I owe vampires big. Without them, I may well not be writing anymore. Though I have told stories from an early age in some form or other, by the time I graduated college and suffered my first rejection by a publisher, I was pretty much done. There were business trips and work projects and real-world relationships that filled up my time. And after two years of graduate degree work in technology, I was certain that every creative synapse in my brain had been fried for good. Enter vampires.
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Categories: General and Writing.

Traveling in Time

Traveling In Time Our last day in the Grand Canyon dawns gray and thick with the promise of rain. One last time we enjoy breakfast in the wild and break camp. Soon after we push off, the storm that has hovered all night starts up with mighty gusts of wind rippling across the now-muddy river. Something upstream has clearly “flashed” or flash-flooded.
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Categories: Adventure Travel and Travel.

Thunder

Thunder On our last full day on the Colorado River, we don’t go far before pulling into shore for our first hike. Deer Creek Canyon is a gorgeous waterfall thundering in a romantic grotto. The power of the falls generates a massive mist-infused wind that steals our breath and rattles our bones.
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The River Rat Life

The River Rat Life There’s a timeless, eternal rhythm to existence at the bottom of the Grand Canyon. It takes a few days, but once you’re caught in it, whatever trepidation you might have had about escaping into the wilderness fade. As does the clutter and noise of life above rim. Things are simpler here. Harsher, yes, but also purer—from the air we breathe to the emotion we feel.
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Ally Shields Coffee (Tea) Chat

Interview by Ally Shields Happy Wednesday, Booklovers! This week I’m chatting with supernatural mystery/fantasy author SK Ryder. (Since Susan described her Dark Destinies series as hot/sensual, I’m marking them as 18+ for our younger readers.) Welcome, Susan! Before we get started, what may I get you to drink? SUSAN: I gave up caffeine a while ago. But I enjoy a nice cup of herbal tea or decaf Earl Grey. Ally: We always have tea around. While I fix our drinks, please introduce yourself to readers.
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Toil and Danger

Toil and Danger Our third day on the river promises the biggest, most dangerous rapids of the entire trip. But that morning only the guides know what we’re really in for. The rest of us are busy settling into the routine of camp life. There’s the conch horn and shout of “Coffee is ready!” and the reluctant stirring of people in their warm bedroll nests. Soon someone heads down the path into the bush, a steaming mug in one hand, the toilet ticket—a cushion emblazoned with the words “Help Me”—swinging from the other.
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Categories: Adventure Travel and Travel.

Roaring 20’s

Roaring 20’s A typical day rafting down the Grand Canyon with Western River Expeditions starts at the first hint of dawn when the guides start warming up the camp kitchen. The sound of pots and pans rattling around is the first indication of a human presence after a long night of the sort of darkness modern people rarely see anymore.
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Adventures in the Dark

Adventures in the Dark The first night I spend under open sky I learn the meaning of darkness. On a later trip, I would enjoy a full moon that spilled a magical, gossamer light over the ancient rock walls and the timeless river, but on this first outing, there is no moon. It’s not just dark—it’s pitch dark. Blindfold dark. Navigate-by-feel-and-sound dark. Definitely bad news for anyone caught away from their camp without a light. But even that is not without its perils.
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Life in the Ditch

Life in the Ditch Before embarking on my six-day rafting adventure down the Grand Canyon, I never spent a single night camping. Boy, when I get into something, it sure isn’t half-way. No, I have to try my hand at camping by disappearing into “the Ditch” for a week. There is no backup plan, no facilities, no way to change my mind. This is primal wilderness.
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Into The Unknown

Into the Unknown On day one of my six-day Grand Canyon rafting adventure with Western River Expeditions, I’m still a tourist. On the early morning flight from Las Vegas to Marble Canyon in a small, noisy prop plane, my face is stuck to the window. The immense emptiness of the craggy desert landscape poured out below is shocking after the flashy frenzy of Vegas.
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