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An Interview With Mady… The Protagonist Of My New Novella (26 Days Left To Contribute)

Posted in I Died Once, Kickstarter, Mady's Storm, Novella with tags , on February 5, 2015 by darkjade68

Young woman with black hair standing alone outdoorsAn Interview With Mady… The Protagonist Of My New Novella (26 Days Left To Contribute)

So I thought it might be interesting to interview my main character in my New Novella, “Mady’s Storm”

Keep in mind, I have prepared no questions, and any answers that Mady may come up with are completely on the fly

Not rehearsed

After all, most of my mental energy will be focused on bringing her here from a Fiction/Time Continuum, so that she can be here in the first place, Lol

AUTHOR (James Mahoney/DarkJade) : First of all, thank you for coming on such short notice Mady

MADY: oK

AUTHOR: Let me start by saying, I’m not going to be asking you any questions about your father… As I don’t want to give anything away in regards to the first Novella “I Died Once”, nor this one

MADY: Alright

AUTHOR: I’m sure it must be strange being here, to begin with

MADLY: Oddly, not so much… I was just telling a gentlemen… A Colonial actually, that I met on a riverboat on the Mississippi, in Louisiana, how I didn’t really feel like I belonged in that time

AUTHOR: That is interesting timing

MADY: It is… Though I’m not really sure what that might mean

AUTHOR: Mady… As best you can… What do you think readers will think of this new novella, which I called “Mady’s Storm”?… It covers your time when you first returned to the United States, after being in Africa

MADY: Well… That was an interesting time

AUTHOR: Thank you

MADY: That’s right… I guess you did create it… Well… I was in a very internal, and confused place in my life… My past had been quite trying, as you know… But I might say, some might find it interesting… I know I did

AUTHOR: And how would you compare it to the time starting with your incident in the pool, and your initial time in Africa, which I covered in the First Novella, “I Died Once”?

MADY: Well, those times were trans formative to say the least… But they were also very hard, painful, confusing… My time back in the states initially, though confusing, and at sometimes intense, weren’t so devastatingly… Hard

AUTHOR: Well, I wouldn’t exactly say they were easy either

MADY: Truth be known James… My life has been such a varying degree of intensiveness, I can’t hardly say that any particular time wasn’t, if that’s what you mean

AUTHOR: I guess you could safely say that’s what I mean… Mady, it’s becoming a bit hard holding you here, and after all, you still have a life to live… Are there any last words you might impart to the future readers of your CHRONICLES

MADY:Hmm… I have developed a keen appreciation for the common man… And woman for that matter… Sometimes life can cast such a whirlwind of obstacles, and ordeals your way, that you hardly have time to catch your breath, from childhood, to adulthood… I guess the words I would impart are, be patient…Be hopeful… And have faith in yourself

AUTHOR: Thank you so much Mady

To join in on the “Mady’s Storm” Kicstarter Project, become a Backer, and Receive Rewards such as Signed Copies of this Second Novella in the Mady’s Series of Novellas, just Click This Link Mady’s Storm Kickstarter Project

Thanks for your Support

DarkJade-

PICTURE CREDIT – Young

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I.D.O. Chapter VI – Taking Flight

Posted in Fiction, I Died Once, Inspiration, Love, Novel, Story, Writing with tags , , on October 20, 2011 by darkjade68

“I Died Once” – Writing Project

by DarkJade

CHAPTER VI – Taking Flight

“You Must Seek The Truth… It is Inherent in you”

“From This Truth… Will come Love…”

“From this Love… You will Fly Free”

THE CHRONICLES OF MADY MONROE-

The next morning I was awoken by the light oh so bright. An African Day awaited me. Outside I could hear the loud rumblings of some sort of engine.

To my surprise as I drew the curtains back in my room, I could see a decent sized four engine prop plane. Sam, err, my Father, was all garbed out in goggles and a pilots hat and jacket, and was headed towards my guest house.

I quickly threw my dark hair into a ponytail, though my hair is very wavy, and tossed on some khakis and a white blowsy shirt.

He came in. “Good Morning Mady…” he said. I waved back. “It’s time you saw a bit more of Africa, as well as my Diamond Mine”. “Alright?” I replied. “Come on” he waved me outside.

Before I knew it we had taken flight, and I was in the air…

My instinct was to close my eyes, and stick my arm out the window, but I would have to settle for closing my eyes.

“So you really are a Pilot…” I spoke. He looked at me “Yes…”.

This plane was very loud, and yet for some reason I did not mind it’s rumblings. I closed my eyes, and just listened to the engines hum as we hit the sky.

“Look” he touched my arm. I looked down upon the African plain, and saw a whole flock of Giraffes running… Behind them, a Male Lion. I gasped “Will he catch them…” my Father looked at me “All he wants is one…”.

It was beautiful to see… And yet… Somehow… Tragic. My eyes started to tear as we flew over. Wow, it seems as though everything makes me cry these days.

The Sky in front of us was vast to say the least. Filled with strips of invasive clouds, surrounded by soft misty blue skies.

I closed my eyes for most of the journey, as I didn’t need them to see… It was made quite clear to me why I was here. The pains inside would do their best to keep hold. But they would not be victorious… Not here… Not now.

Soon we reached the site of the Diamond Mine, a huge hole the side of a mountain.

“There it is” he said. “Ah…” I replied. He then swung the plane over and around it, and headed off into a completely new direction. “We’re not landing?” I inquired.

“Nah…” he replied. A man of few words. The next half an hour or so were filled with such sites from above, I can hardly put it to words. My insides filled with mysteries and questions that only the landscape could answer.

After a while I found myself dosing off, and noting this, he turned back and headed towards his estate.

Bleary eyed I rolled my head towards him, as I lay it against the seat.

“So… What do yah think?” he asked. “I tried to kill myself” was my reply. With this his eyes widened.

“Well…” he managed. Why did I say that, what was I thinking. “That is a thing” he continued. A thing, yeah, okay, I turned and looked out the window. Suddenly he put his hand on my shoulder, grasping it really, and so I returned my gaze to him, my blue eyes darkened.

He stared at me with his deep brown eyes and said “My god I’m glad you didn’t succeed” and with this, he was the one who teared up… All I could do is simply smile… Something I hadn’t done in a long… Long… Long time.

End of Chapter VI

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I.D.O. Chapter Five – Withdrawal

Posted in I Died Once, Love, Novel, Story, Writing with tags , , , , on October 16, 2011 by darkjade68

“I Died Once” – Writing Project

by DarkJade

CHAPTER V – Withdrawl

Our next days of traveling, we didn’t speak all that much… But the Sites and Views of Africa were more than apt to sustain me.

As my deep blue eyes stared outwardly, they seem to widen and deepen… Or at least it felt that way.

Minutes became hours, hours became days… Until at last we reached my Father’s estate. I was starting to give up on referring to him as Sam, even in the sanctum of my own thoughts.

He seemed to have business with a dark skinned man that ran the place well he was gone, and so I adjourned to the room I was given, which was actually near a small lake. I seemed to be dragging a bit today, as my bag seemed quite heavy. And I knew that it was not.

Once inside, it was a very nice room, and would more than due. It was at that point that I found myself, in some sort of catatonic stagger, making my way to the waters edge… And it happened.

The next thing I knew, I had most likely collapsed, as I lay their in a flood of my own tears.

Was it my mother’s death? Or the elapsed vigor of the journeyI knew not.

What I did know was I wasn’t going to let my father find me this way… As I’m sure he too is feeling the affects of this “sudden” daughter. And so I somehow rose to my feet, and made my way to the main house.

He was inside a smoking room, with a short drink of whiskey at his side. “Well hello” with this he rose to his feet, and sat down his paper. “Caught a nap did yah…” this struck me as a curious thing to say, as we had just arrived… But then as I looked at my small watch around my wrist, I realized that I must have been laying by the water for some three hours, and not realized it. I removed the watch and sat it on the end table nearby, for I had no interest in time as of late… Time had stopped the moment I descended into my mother’s pool… And in truth, I have yet to have ascended. He approached me with a smidgen of curiosity in his eyes.

“What’s this on your face…” all slowed down as he reached to my face, and wiped away a bit of dirt near my right eye, the side of my face that had made a resting place of the ground by the water.

I teared up. Now I knew he didn’t know how to react to this, so instead he began to walk by me… I felt my heart sink, but then his hand took mine as he passed “Come on Mady, Tatenda has prepared us some food…”.

And so we went to supper.

End of Chapter Five

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