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10 Years Later

Posted in I Died Once, Mady's Storm, Novella, Self Publishing, Writer, Writing on October 2, 2021 by darkjade68

In late 2011 (10 Years Ago) I created this Writing Blog in an effort to get in the habit of Writing

That winter I wrote my first ever Novella ‘I Died Once’ within this blog, and Self Published it the following 2012

Then at the end of 2012 I wrote the Second in the Mady Series Novella/Follow up Novella, ‘Mady’s Storm’ within this blog as well

I didn’t end up Editing and Self Publishing ‘Mady’s Storm’ until 2015

Though I sold a hand full of copies of each of these books mostly via Kickstarters, I’m really proud of these books, and really want more people to read them

If you’d like to check them out you can find them Here;

‘I Died Once’ https://www.amazon.com/I-Died-Once-James-Mahoney/dp/1477525823/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=i+died+once+james+mahoney&qid=1633185352&sr=8-1

‘Mady’s Storm’ https://www.amazon.com/Madys-Storm-Mady-Chronicles-2/dp/1505471095/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=mady%27s+storm+james+mahoney&qid=1633191071&sr=8-1

Either way, thanks for continuing to check out my Blog!

DarkJade-

Adventures Of Vilven Ledsong

Posted in Dungeons And Dragons, Fiction, Writer, Writing on April 23, 2021 by darkjade68

Anyone whose been following my Blog for a while, knows that I play a lot of Dungeons & Dragons

As both a Writer and a Filmmaker, it’s been an invaluable way to work/stretch my imagination in all ways Story/Character, especially as a Dungeon Master which I generally am

In early 2018, I began a campaign with/for my girlfriend, and in addition to two other campaigns that we’re in (One she runs, another I run for a group), we’ve ran this first campaign now for 3 years

Kait (My girlfriend) was so inspired by it, she actually began writing a book telling of our beginnings and beyond

Last year she also started a GoFundMe for it, but she’s been so busy with starting her home business, she hasn’t worked on it a lot lately

Last night I found that GoFundMe, and donated $60 in hopes that she will begin writing on it once more

If you’d like to contribute towards the cause, here’s the link to her GoFundMe Adventures Of Vilven Ledsong

Thanks for your support!

Support The ‘HAIKON’ Project!

Posted in DORAGON Adventures, Dungeons And Dragons, Fantasy, Self Publishing, Writer, Writing on January 1, 2021 by darkjade68

In November, 2019 I Self Published My First Dungeons & Dragons 5e Adventure Module, ‘Frost Rhealm

Art by Allen Childers

In March 2020, I Began Working On My Next Project, ‘HAIKON’, Which Is A Campaign Setting/Adventures Module

I’m Currently Trying To Generate Funds So That I Can Hire An Artist For Haikon, My Goal Is $500 (The Same Budget As ‘Frost Rhealm’), And Have 9% ($48) So Far

If You’d Like To Contribute $3 Towards My Efforts, You Can Go To My Ko-Fi HERE

Thank You So Much For Your Support!

DarkJade/DORAGON/James

Mady, A Stranded Character (Writing)

Posted in I Died Once, Mady Unlocked, Mady's Storm, Novella, Self Publishing, Writer, Writing on November 28, 2020 by darkjade68
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In September of 2011, I began writing my first ever Novella, ‘I Died Once’ in this blog

At the time, I didn’t realize that it would become a Novella, I was writing from instinct

In 2012 I Self Published ‘I Died Once‘, then at the end of 2012, wrote the Sequel to it, ‘Mady’s Storm’

In 2015 I hired an Editor for ‘Mady’s Storm‘, then Self Published it as well

Four years later, missing Mady, I wrote a couple Posts of a third Novella for Mady (Called it ‘Mady Uncaged at the time, later ‘Mady’s Surrender’)

But in truth, it just didn’t flow beyond those first two posts

When I wrote the first Mady Novella, it’s like it had a life of its’ own, it basically wrote itself

Which as a writer, at least for me, that rarely ever happens… In fact it may be the first and only time it ever happened that way

The reason for this post is, one of my Sisters recently read the first novella to her husband, and I asked her if she/they had ever read the second

They hadn’t, she ordered one, read it, then asked about a third Novella

I told her I began one, then stopped, having issues with finding the story

She suggested an ending for it that was perfect, and her husband keeps asking me when I’m going to write the third novella

So here I am, kinda stuck… I have a beginning, some of the middle, and an ending…

…but as for the rest, I really it just comes to me one winter night

We shall see

Nuff Said,

Thanks for listening/reading

DarkJade-

‘Frost Rhealm’ D & D 5e Module – 2nd Edition/Alternative Cover

Posted in Dungeons And Dragons, I Died Once, Mady's Storm, Novella, Writer, Writing with tags , on October 16, 2020 by darkjade68
‘Frost Rhealm’ D & D Module – 2nd Edition/Alternative Cover

In order to generate some funds for an illustrator for my upcoming Dungeons & Dragons 5e Campaign Setting/Adventurers Module, ‘HAIKON’, I’ve decided to Publish a 2nd Edition/Alternative Cover version of my D & D Module from last November, ‘Frost Rhealm

Original Cover of ‘Frost Rhealm’

Both the Original Cover, and the New 2nd Edition Alternative Cover Versions are available on Amazon

Alternative Cover

Original Cover

Or if you’d prefer to pick up one or both of my Novellas in order to support the cause, here are the links for them (Also on Amazon)

‘I Died Once’ – Novella One in the Mady Chronicles

‘Mady’s Storm’ – Novella Two in the Mady Chronicles

Thanks for the suppor!

DarkJade-

‘HAIKON’ Dungeons & Dragons Campaign Setting/Adventures Module

Posted in Dungeons And Dragons, Self Publishing, The Written Word, Writer, Writing with tags , , , , on September 19, 2020 by darkjade68
Most Of The Concept And Design For My “HAIKON’ Dungeons & Dragons 5e Campaign Setting/Adventures Module Is Written & Complete… Meeting With A D & D Buddy Next Thursday To Brainstorm/Refine A Few Elements… Also Keeping My Eyes Out For An illustrator

For updates you can follow my D & D Twitter Account Dragon_Ryder7

‘Mady’s Storm’ (Novella) Chapters 13 & 14

Posted in Fiction, I Died Once, Mady's Storm, Novella, Self Publishing, Story, The Written Word, Writer, Writing on February 21, 2020 by darkjade68

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My Novella ‘Mady’s Storm’ Continued

Mady’s Storm

A Novella

by James Mahoney (DarkJade)

Chapters 1 & 2

Chapters 3 & 4

Chapters 5 & 6

Chapters 7 & 8

Chapters 9 & 10

Chapters 11 & 12

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Family

 

The nightmares still seem to haunt me sometimes…

I can still see the whole scene; I even remember the feeling of the water around me, and remember vividly the sound of the gunshots meant to kill me…

Even after this long….

Some stones left unturned?

I hope not.

I sit up, holding the blanket close to my chest.

I can see the streaks of snow falling, and my window is covered in frost.

The Christmas lights have really begun to sprout up all over the city…

Funny how much warmer people seemed to get towards one another the closer it gets to Christmas…

I think I’m going to like celebrating holidays…

At least maybe one day a year will remind me, and return me to those nights in front of the fireplace with my father.

A Fireplace…

I don’t want to be alone in my apartment on Christmas, I find.

No one should be alone on Christmas.

*

It was that night that I decided to get out of the apartment, and find myself a home.

I looked for a home outside of New York City.

After about a week, I had, at last, found the house I decided to be mine…

It was three stories high, and had a huge fireplace.

I moved in right away.

The kitchen was beautiful too…

I had visions of learning to cook big, delicious meals…

But instead, I had hired a cook…

Then a maid, and a driver…

I even sent a note to Rabia and his family in Africa,

Inviting them to come and stay with me for the holidays.

To my pleasant surprise, they were thrilled to come…

And before I knew it, I had a house full of people…

A huge Christmas tree, decorated brilliantly in the living room…

Perhaps I am building my own family right here in America…

And it feels…

Wonderful.

 

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Contribution

 

Before I knew it, “The Sam and Scarlett Charity Ball” had arrived… The one for the Children’s Hospital…

I show up at the ball in a white and black ball gown, black high heels, diamond earrings, and a simple, pearl necklace.

My long, dark hair is up, in a tight bun.

And a deep red lipstick stains my lips.

I feel… Elegant.

The wolves are definitely out tonight… But I don’t let it bother me…

Instead I sip my bright red punch, listening to many, many wealthy, business people talk about money.

Apparently it makes the world go round…

But I also meet many of the children’s parents, as the Children’s Hospital Director said I would.

They are so very appreciative, and I, fairly speechless, become so humbled by their warmth…

*

The benefit is a huge success so far…

Some 350 of New York’s wealthy and famous show up, and many of them give healthy contributions.

I am thrilled, and feel… proud.

I think my father would be proud if he could see me… Who knows, maybe he can.

But for every contributor, there is also those that do not contribute when they find out the event is in honor of a woman.

This era has much to learn about simply being human.

But I know better.

The dark haired, blue eyed minx from Virginia has done good…

But some won’t leave it at that.

Some can’t leave it at that.

“Hello, again, Ms. Monroe.”

It is the New York reporter that had followed me to Virginia, and wrote that terrible article in the paper about me…

Randy McCormick.

“Hello Mr. McCormick,” I say politely.

He shakes my hand with a manic smile.

“I thought you already got your story,”

“Oh… There are always new stories to be had, when there are interesting people around, like yourself,” he replies, baring his teeth.

“I see… Well, another time perhaps,” I speak as I walk away.

Surely I’m not going to let one little news weasel mess with this night.

Not on your life…

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THE CHRONICLES OF MADY;

BOOK 1 – ‘I Died Once’ Novella Available @ Amazon HERE

BOOK 2 – ‘Mady’s Storm’ Novella Available @ Amazon HERE

‘Mady’s Storm’ (Novella) Chapters 11 & 12

Posted in Fiction, I Died Once, Mady's Storm, Novella, Self Publishing, Story, The Written Word, Writer, Writing on February 20, 2020 by darkjade68

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My Novella ‘Mady’s Storm’ Continued

Mady’s Storm

A Novella

by James Mahoney (DarkJade)

Chapters 1 & 2

Chapters 3 & 4

Chapters 5 & 6

Chapters 7 & 8

Chapters 9 & 10

CHAPTER ELEVEN

A Time of Giving

 

I sit alone in the dark of my apartment, looking out my window as the bright colors of the holiday lights flicker.

Christmas is almost here.

My father didn’t necessarily celebrate holidays.

No, for us everyday seemed like some sort of holiday.

Perhaps living in Africa was the holiday. It may have been easier, existing far from the material realities displayed in Europe, and in the States.

But it seems Christmas is more than that. It is a time of sharing…

A time of giving…

*

The Hospital Director, a tall, grey haired man, shows me around the different floors of the hospital.

I decided to wear a dark blue, professional skirt, and a cream colored blouse for the occasion, though the chill outside is particularly unbearable.

“We’re doing our best with the little amount of funds our hospital receives,” The director says to me.

We pass by several open rooms, where sick children can be seen in their hospital beds.

Several are playing board games with family members, trying to celebrate the spirit of the holidays.

My mind drifts back to Africa, where sights like this are common, sick children and their families huddled together in little rooms….

I feel a sense of belonging, a connection. It is as if I am no different…

I realize, in this moment, that humanity is not so different than in Africa. And my father had always helped the sick there.

“Most people that donate money towards hospitals, or medical research, do so within regular hospitals… Often funds go towards heart conditions, and/or life threatening diseases that usually have more to do with adults, than they do with children,” the Director explains. “Sadly, not much of it trickles over to the Children’s Hospital”

“I understand” I say “Well, I’d like to donate $100,000 to the Children’s Hospital,” I had my mind made up long before he mentioned any of this, but seeing these children made me offer more than I had originally planned.

I smile inside as the Director freezes, wide eyed and speechless “$100,000?” he asks.

“As soon as possible,” I continue. I open my purse, and hand him my card.

“Here’s the number to my Financial Adviser, her name is Brett Stevens. She’s very nice. She has been given specific instructions to wire your hospital the money, I’ll let her know the amount once I reach my apartment, then call anytime.”

“I don’t know what to say, Miss Monroe… Your generosity is overwhelming,” He replies.

“Your acceptance of the money and compassion for these children are enough,” I finish as I look into the room of a sick child. A young boy of four or five with gorgeous, golden hair, he turns his head and we lock eyes.

All at once I feel not only that I matter, but I am realizing that America is so much more than I once believed….

And that maybe I do have a purpose outside of being my father’s daughter…

“That being the case, we’d like to throw a Christmas Ball in your honor, if that’d be alright?” speaks the Director, breaking my stare with the child. “It will give you an opportunity to meet some of the children’s parents whose lives you’re affecting,” He explains.

“I‘ll agree to it, if you make it a Charity Ball…” I tell him as the idea pops in my head. “Perhaps we can drum up some additional donations, or charitable souls, and really get your research on track…”  I say as I remove one of my gloves, and the shake his hand.

Is this what it means to have money? Maybe the concept was completely different than I had ever thought, the power, much more altruistic and a responsibility than I had ever known.

My focus shifts to my surroundings then, and I grimace in response.

“Also, I don’t want to cross any lines, but you might consider painting this place using more reds, yellows, blues, greens and oranges…” I suggest as we head for the exit “Greys and faded pinks are very depressing I find… Not that I am educated in such things,”

“No, I believe you’re right… And studies are starting to say such things,” the Director replies excitedly.

It is like I cannot stop wanting to help, wanting to give….

“Also… I have a plantation in Africa…” I nearly blurt out “I’ll have them ship some professional photos of the landscapes there, for you to hang in each of the children’s rooms… Just let my Financial Adviser know how many rooms you have, we’ll put one in for each bed in the room.

Before the Director says anything, I speak again, “Africa is truly amazing… Every child deserves to experience it in any way that is possible.”

“Yes… Certainly,” the Director replies, but doesn’t seem too enthusiastic with the thought. People have their thoughts of Africa, I know. Why do you think I wanted to send Rabia back?

I say my goodbye, and walk out into the cold, winter wind. I turn my head a final time to look at the hospital silhouette in the dark, grey sky.

 

CHAPTER TWELVE

Questions

 

I sit alone again, a small glass of brandy in one hand, a cigarette in the other.

My mind drifts back to the money I donated to the Children’s Hospital.

For the first time, I feel there’s an actual use for my parent’s money…

Don’t get me wrong… I know that money doesn’t grow on trees…

And I know that my parents wouldn’t want me to give it all away.

So I won’t.

But I would like to give once in a while, which is why I brought on a financial adviser to help my money grow…

For that is something that I know absolutely nothing about.

A Career…

I’ve never had one.

I am still very young, it probably wouldn’t hurt to have one…

But what?

Lately the passing of my father seems to have hatched a whole world of questions…

And very few answers.

But what answers do I really need anyway?

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THE CHRONICLES OF MADY;

BOOK 1 – ‘I Died Once’ Novella Available @ Amazon HERE

BOOK 2 – ‘Mady’s Storm’ Novella Available @ Amazon HERE

The Fallen

Posted in Life, Poem, Poetry, The Written Word, Writer, Writing on February 20, 2020 by darkjade68

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The Fallen

Why do you hit so hard…

Ambition

Pain…

Anger

You’re wrong…

To hurt those hearts

They try to rise…

They’ve fallen

Be gone from my sight…

I want to be alone

I want you to be alone…

Slow it down

Feel what you’re doing…

Feel what you’ve done

Broken…

It makes me sad

DarkJade-

PICTURE CREDIT – Self Awareness

 

‘Mady’s Storm’ (Novella) Chapters 9 & 10

Posted in Fiction, I Died Once, Mady's Storm, Novella, Self Publishing, Story, The Written Word, Writer, Writing on February 19, 2020 by darkjade68

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My Novella ‘Mady’s Storm’ Continued

Mady’s Storm

A Novella

by James Mahoney (DarkJade)

Chapters 1 & 2

Chapters 3 & 4

Chapters 5 & 6

Chapters 7 & 8

CHAPTER NINE

Passion

 

Even though I am 23, I have hardly had any experience, nor interest in men.

But in New York, I received a quick education of them.

For the most part, I do not find them altogether useful…

At least not useful to me.

As I stand upon my apartment balcony, cigarette in one hand, brandy in the other, overlooking the vast and beautiful city lights below.

I think of my father.

He had shown me that good men do exist.

But I’m starting to have my doubts that any of them are here in New York City.

I decide it is best to not think of men, and just get ready for bed…alone

*

Red dress…

Black hair…

Warm hands…

Soft lips upon my neck…

Who was this man that had come to me in my dreams…

And what was he doing to my mouth, neck… body.

The image fades away, and I am awake, sweating heavily in my bed.

“Passion,” is the only word that leaves my mouth.

I’m starting to believe that I, as a woman, or at least as a human… am bottling up some sort of deep heated intensity.

And in New York, this could lead a young woman such as myself to an awful lot of ‘frivolous’, unadulterated, meaningless, ….interactions.

I walk to my bathroom, and find tossing cold water on my face cools me down a little.

The beads of water drip down my neck, and onto my chest.

“This will not do” I speak to myself.

Perhaps it is my soul that is hungry for something, not my body. Perhaps I need something other than sex to quench my thirst.

….Or at least, this is what I tell myself.

But what?

“Flying” I speak with a smile.

 

CHAPTER TEN

Airborne

 

I enter the plane hangar of a small New York airport, planes everywhere…

I decided to wear a mid-length, fairly slinky looking, black dress….

Maybe it wasn’t the best idea, as the many pilots that inhabit this place stop whatever they are doing as I pass by.

“Holy hell” One of them mumbles.

I smile slightly…

But, I take flying more seriously than that…

So, I quickly find a bathroom, and change into the Pilot gear that I had picked up for the occasion.

This toned me down quite a bit… And I made sure to get an outfit that was a tad large on me, using a belt to secure it to my hips.

This, at least, hid my womanly curves.

And would, hopefully, stop the jaws from dropping long enough to get one of these guys to take me up for a flight

*

I walk into the bathroom after the flight to change back into my ‘leave nothing to the imagination’ dress.

My mind drifts back to the plane ride…this time not over the illustrious plains of Africa, but over the tall, skyscrapers of New York City….

It was amazing…

But…

It wasn’t the same. No. I wasn’t the same.

Why would I be, though?… I lost my father.

Losing a parent is one of the hardest things a person must deal with in their life…

And some people have never even met their parents…

I feel lost…

And confused…

And sad…

And …lonely.

And these are the things I’m thinking about after an amazing flight over New York City?

…Therapy?

Not now… I’m not ready for that kind of emotional, sure to be traumatic, mind delving.

No…

For now…

I guess I will come flying once a week…

Hell… I might even buy myself a plane. I have the money.

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THE CHRONICLES OF MADY;

BOOK 1 – ‘I Died Once’ Novella Available @ Amazon HERE

BOOK 2 – ‘Mady’s Storm’ Novella Available @ Amazon HERE