VALIDATION!!! That's how I am feeling today. VALIDATION! SUCCESS!! HUZZAH!!! OK, what the heck am I talking about? Well, for the past decade, I've been struggling with demons of doubt and uncertainty. Based on my understanding of what makes for great storytelling and the number of fans who rave over my work, I was fairly... Continue Reading →
What more do I need to say? Check it out: https://youtu.be/PtMN_-H5On0 The Princess of Aenya is now available on Amazon Kindle or direct from me at http://www.nickalimonos.com!!! http://www.amazon.com/dp/B086JFZHDC
It's the end of the world as we know it ... and I feel fine. R.E.M I have a lot of experience writing about apocalyptic events. You could almost say it's my forte. In Ages of Aenya, when the sun expands from a yellow star to a red supergiant, 90% of all Aenya species perish. Millenniums... Continue Reading →
Athalia, Niah, and Liana are the daughters of Davos and Kiki, and the younger cousins of Ecthros. Oblivious to the turmoil surrounding the lands to the north (Tyrnael and Northendell) and south (Ilmarinen, Hedonia), the three girls live an idyllic life in the small trading town of Yefira, which is known for its rolling hills, windmill houses, and proximity to the Tectonic Chasm, a gorge that encircles the planet. Hazel, Niah's rabbit, is being cradled by four-year old Liana, the youngest of the three girls.
I can't help but think about the publishing industry when I am reading. It is a bias that colors my view of every book I read. Then again, art is subjective for just this reason, because everyone is biased in some way, whether they care to admit it or not. So while reading Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse... Continue Reading →
Cast off from civilization, Xandr is without home or country or possessions of any kind, but for an ancient sword with a will of its own. Utterly naked in battle, he stands intrepid and shameless, as his people, the Ilmar, have stood for millions of years. But he is never defenseless, for his shield is... Continue Reading →
OK, a little background here. I have a "pet troll," who's like a cockroach that lives under my floorboards and who shows up from time to time to ruin my metaphorical lunch. Recently, Mr. Troll thought it would be funny to send me some screenshots comparing the Amazon ranking of my books to that of,... Continue Reading →
The writing business is tough. If you love storytelling and are willing to put in the effort, you can probably churn out a decent yarn. Problem is: it's nearly impossible to get noticed these days. Step out your front door, throw a pebble in a random direction, and you'll hit an aspiring author. OK, maybe... Continue Reading →
Emma by Alexey Lipatov (Major Spoilers!!!) Emma is born in Northendell, in the frigid Pewter Mountains, to Dak, a scholar of Zo history, and Ilsa, a singer and musician. At the behest of his wife, Dak gives up his pursuit of immortality, breaking ties with his friend and partner, Mathias. When King Frizzbeard's men-at-arms learn of Dak's golem... Continue Reading →
Whenever I write these reviews, I make certain to consider my mental state at the time. So much of what we think about art is a reflection of our current thoughts and feelings, and like Kant's Noumena, impossible to divorce from our perception of it, a perception further prone to change as we age, gain new... Continue Reading →
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