What if humans settled on a planet, only to realize that a non-corporeal life was cohabiting the space? What if these spirit-creatures had the power to possess humans and pass on their supernatural abilities to corporeal offspring? To most of the humans living in this new solar system, the human-spirit hybrids are nothing more than a fairy tale, but what happens when one political leader taps into that power to take control by making his enemies Disappear?
Bounty hunter and spaceship pilot Corey is desperate to escape her abusive ex-lover Ivan LaMark, but joining the crew of the honest trade vessel, Oriana, hasn’t quite been the escape she hoped for. Then she stumbles upon the bounty of a lifetime—one of the Disappeared. Capturing one, Corey knows she could be set for life, ensuring her escape from her former lover for good. But, naming her price has put her directly in the crosshairs of the lunar Guard, Oriana’s crew, and, even worse, Ivan LaMark.
The Disappeared is a post-apocalyptic sci-fi thriller filled with betrayal, sabotage, dysfunction, and a mysterious, disappearing bounty.
Targeted Age Group: Adult
My motto in life is “I can do everything I want, just not all at the same time.” I have been fortunate to have an amazing support network. Not only do I have a PhD in astronomy, but I’ve also been a dance teacher, choreographer, screenwriter, producer, cosplayer, and so much more. When my parents told me I could be anything I wanted, I naturally assumed that meant I could be everything. Now, I’m adding novelist, author, and indie publisher to the list. To be honest, I’ve been a writer since before I knew how to spell, and being a writer was always a part of my life plan. I wrote my first book in the third grade, and the only reason I became an astronomer first was (1) my parents told me I didn’t have to major in writing to be a writer (they wanted me to have a career that made money, and as musicians, they knew how difficult the arts could be), (2) physics was the next easiest thing (yes, I speak math as a second language), and (3) stars die, and that is so cool!
In the second grade, maybe third, we had an astronomy unit, and the teacher told us to learn as much as we could, because astronomy was not part of the science curriculum after that year. I felt so cheated, because I loved space. It really stood out to me in the years after, how the biology/chemistry/physics trio got more and more focus and every other branch of science was phased out. So in the eighth grade, I did a research project about the Life of Stars, and that’s when I discovered black holes, and I thought they were the coolest thing – dead stars collapsing under the weight of their own gravity into tiny, tiny dimensions. Then I found out someone would actually pay me to study black holes, and I became a black hole hunter.
My love of dance began even earlier. My mom used to run a dance team and I remember sitting in the back of the auditorium while they rehearsed. My first time on stage was a duet we did together. After that, she put me in dance classes, and I found my home. Now, it’s pretty impossible to get me off the stage. I’ve been part of many dance teams, and while I love being on stage, I also love teaching dance and sharing it with others. I enjoy choreographing at the community theater level, because I can take someone claiming to have two left feet, and show them that it is possible to move to the music.
My cosplay habit started in graduate school, as did my attendance on the sci-fi convention scene. You see, a friend of mine got me into Firefly, and convinced me to make one of Inara’s beautiful dresses. I’ve made just about everything in her closet. I’ve also made costumes from Stargate, Star Trek, Avengers, and more. I’m one of those people who brings 10 costumes and 8 pairs of shoes to a three day event, but I’ve learned how to costume on a budget, and focus on getting the idea across without going overboard. My skills translated again to community theater, and recently I’ve been convinced to be a costume designer. Making clothes for other people is a whole other skill set.
My dabbling in screenwriting began after graduate school. I was so burnt out on astronomy that I sold everything and moved to L.A. to fulfill my childhood dream of living in a cardboard box and being an out of work actress. I had a five year plan to get a stable income going, make the script, and boom! Well, my 5-year plan appeared to fall through when I ran out of money and returned to science, but it turns out I was still able to become my own sugar-mama and after five years, I returned to L.A. and produced my own sitcom pilot. I made a whole series of shorts about asexuality, inspired by my own journey to self discovery. These are all freely available to watch at aces-sitcom.com.
Which brings me to my final story – how I figured out I was asexual. It’s surprisingly difficult to figure out that you don’t experience romantic or sexual attraction when you’ve been told all your life “when you meet the right person, you just know.” I figured I just hadn’t met him yet. I told myself that if I wasn’t married by the time I was thirty-five, I was going to Hawaii and throwing myself a honeymoon. Then I realized I was more excited about Hawaii than finding a husband. So I called up my friend (the one who introduced me to Firefly) and asked if she wanted to go to Hawaii. It was awesome. Among our adventures, we went to the telescopes on Mauna Kea, because we’re astronomers, and we think that stuff is cool.
The moral of this story: you can be everything you want, just not all at the same time.
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