The Beginning of My New World

I want to tell you a story. First of a little girl, then a teenage girl, later a grown woman with a family of her own, during all this time she was an avid and voracious reader, voracious because she consumed books rather than just read them. During most of this time, of course, she was leading a regular life while having characters run through her mind leading entire lives all within the confines of a world that she had yet to establish.

The woman knew that just as any good fairytale needs a good old-fashioned villain, her world needed a beginning, an ending, and an all-encompassing arc for the storyline with a good villain who may or may not have redeeming qualities. The story also needs a good hero who may or may not have some villainous qualities.

During the story, there must be a world that initially stems from a good idea, which the woman never really had until one day with a tiny piece of information the entire realm jumped into her head. This is the beginning of that story.

The beginning of the story is just that the beginning. The woman was reading a little Norse mythology about the creation of the world by Odin and his brothers. And while we all know Odin’s story what happened to the brothers? There’s very little about them and granted it is mythology, but from there the woman’s imagination took off.

Excerpt from the yet unpublished Viking Brethren

By Darby-Lee Dominique



Even in high summer, the Danube River was a haunting place, Ve, brother to Odin and Ville, looked out over the river from the top of the outcrop. As he stared through the fog and low-level mist, he wondered how he would ever survive to see an end to it all. As he looked at the Temple, which followed the concepts from the Parthenon on the Acropolis, it was to all intense and purposes a Hall of Fame to the people of Midgard, a Hall in honor of the people’s bravest warriors, where they will have found their last resting place.
Ve had been inside and could not believe the atrocity his brother had committed. Half of the Temple was a tribute to fallen Warriors while the other half was a tribute to his brother’s lust for power. Only those who knew his brother’ proclivities either as a victim, a member of his brother’s inner circle which traveled throughout time with him or someone battling against him would be able to recognize it. Just as he had done with the original Acropolis, the whole building was a testament to his brother’s hypocrisy. The beginning of this long and laborious journey they had been on, where it all began in the Halls Of Valhalla.
Valhalla where their brother Odin first found Vili with his wife. Since they were twins, Ve and Vili throughout their childhood had always changed their eye color back and forth confusing people over which twin was which. Ve’s belief in Odin has shattered that day long ago, to his horror Odin was unable to tell the difference regardless of their eyes and banished him as well as Vili.
This betrayal was at the heart of Ve’s sense of self; he expected his brother Odin to know the difference the fact that he did not, Ve would never be able to forget, forgive possible under the right circumstances, but never Fucking forget.
However, to support justice for the situation, no one could have known or even suspected the depth that Villi would twist his gifts, thereby forcing Ve’s hand, even were the banishment not to exist Ve would be obliged to stay on Midgard. Using his gift to keep a balance, such that this realms decedents could continue to live. However, it was all too much he was getting tired. How could he be expected to do this forever against his brother? Even though another form of a Brotherhood/Brethren existed now, that Ve would sacrifice his life for, he still felt very much alone.
As he turned around the fates (Urd, Verdandi, and Skuld) were there, no one messed with them, for if they made a proclamation, then everything was sealed whether you wanted it or not.
“We have felt your despair,” Skuld said.
“We have talked, searching through our many options, we have found how we can save this world and another,” she whispered. Ve could barely hear them, and yet he felt the words throughout his entire being.
“Ve if you lose hope we don’t just lose this world but another as well,” Verdandi said in a high-pitched singsong voice, beautiful if you didn’t feel it slicing straight to your soul.
“We see her coming. We know you think your mate has been born and lost; you would be wrong.” Urd shouted in a loud booming voice.
“You must hold on for with you; all others come as well, the cycle will start for the balance of power, for Midgard and the other realms.” They all said together making it a proclamation.
“You will all travel alone until your one is here then your fate is sealed. The Prophecy of Odin will withstand,” they all sang. “You will have 25 cycles of Midgard to pass till a new world shows itself arriving with the sparkling of stars,” they started chanting in a language nobody had ever been able to understand while holding hands. A glowing round sphere rose up; Ve followed it with his eyes as he felt something pull loose from inside his soul, following the sphere when he brought his eyes back down the Fates were gone.
Ve, felt some of the despair leave him as if it had traveled from his body with the rising of the sphere; he felt lighter, able to carry on, or as the Fates had decreed able to wait. Whatever else they said or did, whatever the hell they were chanting, they had at least given him this.
The Fates song was not quite as poetic as Odin’s banishment’s curse. However, Ve guessed all things considered it would still get the job done, Ve wondered how long he would have to wait for this mate, what the rest of their Prophecy meant. The fates were always vague with their shit you never figured it out till after the fact. What the fuck, he felt better, that’s all he cared about for now.

Vegas Book Marketing:Journey Day 1

By Darby-Lee Dominique

I have decided to write about the extra dimensions that the new authors in today’s society must be aware. Self-publishing has opened up a brand-new arena for people to have a voice, myself included. The problem becomes apparent that if you are going to be an author and self-publish you also have to be aware of marketing your material.  I always knew this would be an aspect of my future life; for these reasons, I set up several forums for me to utilize when I decided that the time was right.

With this in mind, I am getting closer to doing more than a little bit of publishing. So now part of my daily schedule will be marketing. I thought it would be interesting to write about my experiences.

1st step: Pick some marketing Strategies to start my education. I thought while polishing some sections of the book; I could learn what would be needed to set up this up right.

It took awhile, but I found one that promoted hard work and (here is the important part) did not promise a quick fix. Instead, it pushed daily activities that will help you grow your new business.

That is what the new age of self-publishers need to know. Good material is the backbone; Suitable marketing will put it into the hands of the reader.

2nd Step: Follow the steps given, in the order. In the beginning, you get to choose your level of expertise, stick with what you have chosen and the order. I selected the very beginning level. I probably have more computer and web page knowledge than most, but this is marketing to a particular genre. I do not know how to make my time and investments definitive enough to put my book in the hands of the right readers that will enjoy it.


Writing is Hard Work

By Darby Lee-Dominique

I know that this post will be preaching to the choir, I have been writing if not daily then certainly weekly.  I have found that the hardest thing I have to do and understand is the organization, once there is a certain number of words on the page you can lose track of where the story is going. I certainly can appreciate my beginning writing courses from back in the day, where the outline was crucial. I recently had to go back and reevaluate the framework process and how it relates to my personal writing tools. I did this to help organize productivity in my stories. I’m not sure whether I am complaining or looking for a pat on the back. I finally think I’ve managed to organize/or accomplish the progression of my story with my outline template. What surprised me was that I wasn’t that far off. I just needed to flush out a few spots and connect to the ending. I’m almost finished with the whole first story. Even if I put it out in installments or all together I have a sense of accomplishment. I would never have put out the first little bit if I had not needed to understand how to work the self-publishing business, however now that I understand that process to some degree, I have found my organizational tools.  I am hoping to stay ahead of that little bit more in the future.  I will certainly use my template for future stories.


The Year of Milestones

BabyEvery life on the planet, goes through a cycle. This includes human beings, more specifically women. You start out life as a baby progressing through a complex cycle of growth with a dash of hormones, where your life revolves around what you want and what your parents want for you. You encounter a multitude of life lessons which lead you to hopefully becoming a mother yourself, this was my journey.

When you become a mother you realize that the center of the universe is not you, it is them.  Your goal from then on is to make sure they are happy, healthy and become productive members of society. I have been very blessed with my children and the adults they have grown up to be. This particular year will see my daughter graduating from a four-year college, my son has given me one grandchild with another one on the way, as well as a new member of our family my wonderful daughter-in-law.

At some point or another you realize that you have passed the halfway mark for your life. You begin to look back and wonder what have I accomplished, what will I accomplish? I suggest that whether or not you have contributed  something that you would consider life altering for humanity you look around and see if you have created a warm safe environment to help the next generation. Because this is a life altering event, when you create that environment for your children, they will create that environment for their children.

In the words of the immortal lion King from Disney, it’s the circle of life.


Christmas is a time for family, which is what I have been doing.  Lots of food and time to share, I am off on vacation with the grand babies for the next week. The real world interrupting my imaginary world, I am hoping to have some time to polish and put out my next section for Piper’s Story in  “Vegas Captive”.  Thank you to all who have read and enjoyed my first foray into the published arena, Part 2 is almost here.


My Viking Universe

I am in a serious creative time, the universe in my head is expanding so much I am having trouble getting all the pieces out fast enough. I am now wondering how authors are able to keep it organized and consise. I feel like I could spend all my waking hours working on it and not touch the surface of all the stories and branches of plot lines. Its like I have let some massive beast out and it is consuming all my thoughts at any time my brain can squeeze away from real life. I appreciate all the kind words and thoughts for the little piece I published already, be patient there will be more, believe me. I will spend some time getting it edited and paced.





Where Have I Been?

I have been consumed with my day job lately which unfortunately in this time of my life is not writing, however I have put pen to paper or fingers to computer and produced about 5000 new words this weekend. I feel re-energized, I have not put out a date for my next section yet but I feel it will be done by Christmas. Since this is my first foray into the literary world I’m beginning to realize I need some self-discipline and repetition. A plan to accomplish a word count every day, new material, not editing or revising. I must make my writing time a personal goal, and keep the commitment. I have neglected it lately and I have discovered I need to feed that side of my personality, who knew that my new universe would be so determined to be heard.

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