While reading Midnight Omen Deja Vu by Marti Melville, I couldn’t help but crave the sea. So I took Midnight Omen to the beach, planted myself in the sand with the salty sea smell in the air and the waves in the background and read. Marti took me on a journey from a busy Emergency Room where Katherine worked as an RN, to the middle of the sea onboard the pirate ship, Revenge, with a bunch of yuck mouthed pirates and the emerald eyed Captain John Phillips, where Kathryn had been taken in a previous life for her magical healing abilities. The moment Kathryn set foot on the Revenge, I was onboard that ship with her. From there Kathryn learned more about her abilities, how to use them and how to survive onboard the ship with the pirates. Kathryn is in for a journey that takes her from fear of the pirates to caring for them and wanting to take care of them, and even falling for Captain Phillips. When I finished the last page I looked out over the ocean and expected to see a large ship with the Revenge’s flag blowing on the horizon.
I can’t wait to return to the sea and find out where Marti takes me next!
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Full Moon
Last night the moon shone full, brightly illuminating the clear starlit sky. It was fabulous! My son, Brett pulled me outside to look at it and I was in awe.
Night is such an amazing time. There is mystery and anticipation surrounding the midnight moon. Full and bright, the promise of good things to come. A good omen, if you will.
Tonight, take a moment and appreciate the full moon. Feel its energy drizzle down over you in the darkness. Allow your heart to swell at the promise of good things to come. Bask in its joy.
I will. I'll be out there tonight, joining you so think of me...
Night is such an amazing time. There is mystery and anticipation surrounding the midnight moon. Full and bright, the promise of good things to come. A good omen, if you will.
Tonight, take a moment and appreciate the full moon. Feel its energy drizzle down over you in the darkness. Allow your heart to swell at the promise of good things to come. Bask in its joy.
I will. I'll be out there tonight, joining you so think of me...
Sunday, July 18, 2010
News - WOW!
Well, it's the eve before the "Official Public Release" of Midnight Omen Deja vu and I am swimming with emotions. There should be nothing but uninhibited elation tonight, thinking about the novel being placed in stores all over the US and Canada effective tomorrow. Such news!
Yet, tonight I have been flooded with emails from people I do not know speaking of the "evils" of the publishing company I've contracted with. Yikes! There is a maelstrom taking shape in the pit of my stomach. Could these rumors just be the usual disparaging contacts that seem to appear before success comes to visit? Or are the rumors true?
I have to go back to the reason I wrote Midnight Omen Deja vu and remember why it was so important to get the story in my head onto paper. Really, it is because I love pirates and the Caribbean and the romantic notion that surrounds that era (although I know these are only notions and the pirates were really bad guys!). Still, it's alot like playing "cowboys and indians" (or GI Joe and Princesses, as it was in my house with five little kids underfoot) as an adult. I still imagine in this 51 year old brain, still think of mystical things as I stare at an ethereal moon, still love a good story.
So, on the eve of the public release of my story, I am happy to hold in my hand a story that was once only in my head not too many years ago. I hope this novel will bring you many hours of blissful imaginative escape...as it was meant to do.
Happy reading and enjoy Midnight Omen Deja vu.
Marti
Yet, tonight I have been flooded with emails from people I do not know speaking of the "evils" of the publishing company I've contracted with. Yikes! There is a maelstrom taking shape in the pit of my stomach. Could these rumors just be the usual disparaging contacts that seem to appear before success comes to visit? Or are the rumors true?
I have to go back to the reason I wrote Midnight Omen Deja vu and remember why it was so important to get the story in my head onto paper. Really, it is because I love pirates and the Caribbean and the romantic notion that surrounds that era (although I know these are only notions and the pirates were really bad guys!). Still, it's alot like playing "cowboys and indians" (or GI Joe and Princesses, as it was in my house with five little kids underfoot) as an adult. I still imagine in this 51 year old brain, still think of mystical things as I stare at an ethereal moon, still love a good story.
So, on the eve of the public release of my story, I am happy to hold in my hand a story that was once only in my head not too many years ago. I hope this novel will bring you many hours of blissful imaginative escape...as it was meant to do.
Happy reading and enjoy Midnight Omen Deja vu.
Marti
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Ahhh - To Be Humbled By a Virus
It's been a battle for the past 48 hours. I surrender! There is no doubt that today I have some type of virus who has become the victor over my physical well-being.
Dinner was a fabulous turkey sandwich which Brett made for us both. Excellent! We were discussing languages and the "gift of tongues". He has that gift, something (after four full years of University studies in German) I cannot master. Our conversation lead into discussion of the written word, then merged to feeling an obligation to stay busy (my issue entirely as Brett is so laid back). I guess it took this conversation with my easy-going son for me to realize, it's okay to take it easy once-in-a-while, particularly on sick days.
So, the white flag is raised and I'm headed back to bed!
Happy Tuesday to you all!
Marti
Dinner was a fabulous turkey sandwich which Brett made for us both. Excellent! We were discussing languages and the "gift of tongues". He has that gift, something (after four full years of University studies in German) I cannot master. Our conversation lead into discussion of the written word, then merged to feeling an obligation to stay busy (my issue entirely as Brett is so laid back). I guess it took this conversation with my easy-going son for me to realize, it's okay to take it easy once-in-a-while, particularly on sick days.
So, the white flag is raised and I'm headed back to bed!
Happy Tuesday to you all!
Marti
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
And now...we return
Alas, our Sun Valley trip is over. Such a sad time, the end of that week, to have it end...such wonderful memories are created. I think each year it gets better, perhaps more polished as we "learn" how to vacation together, all fifty-five of us Melvilles.
It was the best having Rich and Brett there finally after so many years. Jeff and his family were absent, the vacancy felt by all. Maybe next year or in two when Jeff returns from this newest deployment. Abby was a new addition to the festivities, although she did not have the highest number on the T-shirts. (We are all issued T-shirts every year with a new logo on the front or back and our place in the family represented by a number displayed somewhere else on the shirt. The number represents the order in which we entered the family). I am number three. Tom is fifty-five which is the highest, although not for long as I learned we have two new babies arriving sometime this year.
Dad asked his daughters what our thoughts were post reunion. Mine are simply that it was THE BEST! Thanks again Mom & Dad for a wonderful trip! I am already anticipating next year.
Marti
It was the best having Rich and Brett there finally after so many years. Jeff and his family were absent, the vacancy felt by all. Maybe next year or in two when Jeff returns from this newest deployment. Abby was a new addition to the festivities, although she did not have the highest number on the T-shirts. (We are all issued T-shirts every year with a new logo on the front or back and our place in the family represented by a number displayed somewhere else on the shirt. The number represents the order in which we entered the family). I am number three. Tom is fifty-five which is the highest, although not for long as I learned we have two new babies arriving sometime this year.
Dad asked his daughters what our thoughts were post reunion. Mine are simply that it was THE BEST! Thanks again Mom & Dad for a wonderful trip! I am already anticipating next year.
Marti
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Home of the Brave Because of the Free
I cry everytime I hear the Star Spangled Banner played. It doesn't matter if the melody sounds over the loudspeaker before the local baseball game or whether it's played solemnly before a ceremony. The results are always the same.
Only seven days and I will be celebrating our nation's birthday traditionally with summer outdoor swimming, a rodeo and BBQ topped off with the traditional fireworks (thanks to Bruce Willis once again!). My family will be joining me as we caravan to Sun Valley, Idaho ready to recreate and celebrate together. I can hardly wait!
I wonder if those living on this continent 234 years ago dreamt of future days with celebration and BBQ's. Probably not. Their dreams were of freedom, family and founding a new country. Each step taken toward that precious goal of independence placed our forefathers at risk of meeting the hangman's noose. Yet still they moved forward until that day when the United States of America came into being.
Today as Americans, we face very real threats, domestic and abroad, to our same beloved United States. As we celebrate that great day of independence won more than two centuries ago, let us remember those brave men and women of our military forces who face no less a risk as those men and women living during the early 1770's. Let us honor them and those who served before by honoring our country, covering our heart as the Star Spangled Banner is played or even better, standing in respect as the flag is displayed. Let us raise our voices and join in proudly declaring our Pledge of Allegiance and joining in song as we proclaim, "...the Land of the Free, and the Home of the Brave".
Thank you to our soldiers for their loyal service and sacrifice to the preservation of that freedom won more than two hundred years ago!
Only seven days and I will be celebrating our nation's birthday traditionally with summer outdoor swimming, a rodeo and BBQ topped off with the traditional fireworks (thanks to Bruce Willis once again!). My family will be joining me as we caravan to Sun Valley, Idaho ready to recreate and celebrate together. I can hardly wait!
I wonder if those living on this continent 234 years ago dreamt of future days with celebration and BBQ's. Probably not. Their dreams were of freedom, family and founding a new country. Each step taken toward that precious goal of independence placed our forefathers at risk of meeting the hangman's noose. Yet still they moved forward until that day when the United States of America came into being.
Today as Americans, we face very real threats, domestic and abroad, to our same beloved United States. As we celebrate that great day of independence won more than two centuries ago, let us remember those brave men and women of our military forces who face no less a risk as those men and women living during the early 1770's. Let us honor them and those who served before by honoring our country, covering our heart as the Star Spangled Banner is played or even better, standing in respect as the flag is displayed. Let us raise our voices and join in proudly declaring our Pledge of Allegiance and joining in song as we proclaim, "...the Land of the Free, and the Home of the Brave".
Thank you to our soldiers for their loyal service and sacrifice to the preservation of that freedom won more than two hundred years ago!
Thursday, June 17, 2010
A quiet night of reflection...
Musk and bamboo filled my senses as I walked through the door. Immediately below my feet a great oval with each symbol representing the Zodiac spread out to look like a vast welcoming mat, painted on tile. A tiny chime sounded to the right of me as I breathed in the peaceful expanse of this place.
Sitting next to the Koi fish lazily drifting in and out of reeds just inches away, I unveiled a secret.
"It doesn't matter really," are the only words with meaning this day. Life goes on and on and on. Who we share this part of ourselves with are brought to be with us for a reason. There are no coincidences. But what of those loved ones we feel deep in our soul, the ones we know should be with us always but are not? There are no accidents. Those we love from before this time are with us always and will be with us again, if not in this life, then in the next. Perhaps that loved one is waiting for us, for the next lifetime, the next reunion. We feel their presence, something familiar. That Deja vu moment that cannot be dismissed. And then the purest truth is felt as a new memory is discovered...the recognition of loved ones not forgotten. To not be with us in this very moment at this very time "...doesn't matter really" because he (or she) will be with us again, when it is time again. No coincidences, no accidents.
Sitting next to the Koi pond, my soul sister next to me, I am at peace.
Sitting next to the Koi fish lazily drifting in and out of reeds just inches away, I unveiled a secret.
"It doesn't matter really," are the only words with meaning this day. Life goes on and on and on. Who we share this part of ourselves with are brought to be with us for a reason. There are no coincidences. But what of those loved ones we feel deep in our soul, the ones we know should be with us always but are not? There are no accidents. Those we love from before this time are with us always and will be with us again, if not in this life, then in the next. Perhaps that loved one is waiting for us, for the next lifetime, the next reunion. We feel their presence, something familiar. That Deja vu moment that cannot be dismissed. And then the purest truth is felt as a new memory is discovered...the recognition of loved ones not forgotten. To not be with us in this very moment at this very time "...doesn't matter really" because he (or she) will be with us again, when it is time again. No coincidences, no accidents.
Sitting next to the Koi pond, my soul sister next to me, I am at peace.
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