Posts Tagged ‘imagination’

Author: A.W. Daniels

Paperback: 246 pages

Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing (July 30, 2013)

ISBN-10: 1491231084

Kindle: ASIN: B00EGDWB86

If you could choose your child’s eye color, hair color, physical, mental and intellectual disposition, would you?

What if someone else chose all that for you?

This is exactly what happens in A.W. Daniels’ Genetically Privileged.

Joe and Mary Christiansen tried to have their own child. Due to complications during the pregnancy that would endanger the lives of both mother and child, that child had to be aborted. The remains of that abortion are confiscated by Dr. Gabriel.

A little later down the road, Joe and Mary visit the fertility clinic where Dr. Gabriel works. It turns out that Dr. Gabriel is a good friend of Joe Christiansen. With invitro fertilization Dr. Gabriel succeeds in helping his friends have a healthy baby boy.

The questions begin when their son, Justice Christiansen begins showing remarkable aptitude at a very young age. Like saying his first word at five months old.

Genetic engineering is a much-debated topic, as it should be. DNA is a frightening and heavily responsible technology that should not be taken lightly.

But Dr. Gabriel is not a madman. He seems to be sincere in his desire and effort to end suffering in the human race through genetic engineering. It’s the other people involved who wish to take it to another level the reader needs to worry about. privileged

That’s where I will leave the synopsis, not wanting to give away too much of the fascinating story line.

Daniels deftly explains the scientific aspect of genetic engineering without getting the reader too bogged down in technical terminology. The author weaves a tapestry among the characters whose lives are entwined long before Joe and Mary move to the little town of Bethlehem.

It is a fresh approach to the subject of genetic engineering where the engineering is already occurring with plans for expansion. The changes are noticeable and, at times, a little dangerous.

It’s one of those books that leaves you thinking about the ramifications of the process. And what might happen should someone take it upon themselves to implement the engineering without it being public knowledge.

Genetically Privileged is a good read, especially for those with particular interest in the process of genetic engineering.

Pen has self-published 20 titles in print and e-book formats. Her latest endeavor, Nero’s Fiddle, is a fictitious account of an EMP attack on the United States with women heroes. Visit Nero’s Fiddle website at http://bit.ly/1yYsNH2 follow her on Twitter @penspen or visit her website at www.penspen.info Contact her at mytuppenceblog at yahoo.com to inquire about proofreading, editing and formatting services.


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Having a father who worked as an engineer on the Apollo space program could certainly have been a catalyst for author Doug J. Cooper.                                     dougcoopersbooks

Cooper’s Crystal Deception and Crystal Conquest reflect his wonder and enthusiasm for rockets and space exploration.

“I guess I am living my childhood fantasies in my books,” he quips.

Reading science fiction authors such as Heinlein, Asimov, Clarke and Bradbury no doubt helped spark his imagination as well.

In real life, Cooper is a professor and department head of Chemical and Biomolecular Engineering at the University of Connecticut. He is also founder and on the board of directors of Control Station, Inc. a technology company. In these roles he has authored or co-authored more than 80 scholarly publications.

“It has given me lots of practice presenting science and technology in a manner accessible to a broad audience,” he says.

When he first began writing, Cooper was seeking a new creative outlet. He began several projects that looked interesting. Six months later he found writing to be the most appealing endeavor.

His goal in writing the Crystal series was to write books that he himself would enjoy reading. “My preference is fast-paced, action-adventure with great characters, a science tech theme and a plot with surprises.” He leaves it up to readers to determine if he succeeded that goal.

In developing his characters, Cooper describes it as being akin to a jigsaw puzzle. He says, “I enjoy being at a particular point in an adventure, with characters deployed here and there, all with histories and in certain situations, and now I must move forward in a plausible and entertaining fashion. And then each character must behave in a manner consistent with their personality.”

His characters are a collection of traits and habits observed in people, through reading or from movies. “I write in a rotating point of view style,” Cooper explains, “where the reader spends time with each of the central characters. It’s great fun to be a character for a few days.”

Cooper first began his Crystal series in July 2012. Currently he is working on the third book in his Crystal series, Crystal Rebellion. He will also be releasing a short story prequel to the Crystal series in March 2015.

“I have two goals with this short piece,” Cooper says. “One is to offer readers a free, low effort way to sample the story before making a purchase. The second reason is to give fans a backstory on Sid and Cheryl.”

Practice is the best advice writers can get, according to Cooper. In order to hone writing skills, he suggests writers try their hand at writing pieces that help society. “Neighborhood library, museum, senior center or shelter all have access to grant opportunities and would benefit from a talented individual helping them to write one.”

This type of writing may  not be very creative but, as Cooper says, “like practicing your scales on an instrument, this sort of activity strengthens writing skills.”

Cooper believes the most important aspect of writing is to have fun doing it. “Write what brings you joy and satisfaction and you will produce the best work you are able and have fun doing it.”

For more information visit www.crystalseries.com

Pen has self-published 20 titles in print and e-book formats. Her latest endeavor, Nero’s Fiddle, is a fictitious account of an EMP attack on the United States with women heroes. Visit Nero’s Fiddle website at http://bit.ly/1yYsNH2 follow her on Twitter @penspen or visit her website at www.penspen.info 

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For anyone who cannot access the review:

Review by J.

I received the Sword of Tilk trilogy from a Goodreads Giveaway. The set came with a sword…bonus!!!

The book summary does a good job of giving you an overview of the book so I’d like to say here the things that I really liked about it and what made it a good book to me.

I was expecting a fantasy book. I got that but more. I could relate to the characters and I cared about them. I liked that Pen used fantastical creatures but not the typical ones you see in books all the time. They were imaginative and I loved getting to know the Grifflestump. The author struck the perfect balance of being descriptive enough to set the scene but leaving enough so that my own imagination could fill in. It was also great to witness Barbara’s growth from a struggling single mother with little self confidence to a strong woman.

I’m looking forward to the next book!

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By Pen  

Summer 2006. I had been unemployed for over a year. A business venture failed miserably. No income. No money. No prospects. I don’t remember how I was surviving.  

I sat on my sofa, blindly staring at a 1979 television set with rabbit ears and bad reception on one of the only two channels I was able to get – 46 and 17. I don’t even know what I was watching.  

But I was thinking. And they weren’t pleasant thoughts. And the more I thought, the more compelled I felt to take action.  

I got a stack of typing paper, a pencil and a pencil sharpener. I sharpened the pencil to its finest point.  

Funny. I’ve been writing since the age of ten. I had been sitting there on the sofa for hours, formulating the words in my head until I knew exactly what I wanted to say.  

Funny, but I couldn’t think of a single thing to write. The words had become incoherent, a foreign language to my brain.  

Funny, me being a writer and all, that I couldn’t think of how to kick-start this suicide note. My mind was as blank and as white as the paper in front of me.  

I put the point of the pencil to the paper. But no words came. Unusual for me, as verbose as I am.  

But something did happen. I began to draw lines. Straight lines. Curvy lines. Continuous lines.  

At first, none of the lines crossed each other, even though the beginning and ending points connected. I filled one sheet with these lines, set it aside and began another sheet.  

Eventually, the lines did begin to cross each other, formulating new and distinct patterns.  

So I continued, the patterns and shapes different on each page. Some seemed to be designed although all of them were random. Some looked like something out of Dr. Seuss’ worst nightmare and others were pleasant.  

Even as I created them, I came to think of them as “doodles.” Rorschach and Freud would have had a field day with my doodles.  

I have always been a doodler. Talking on the phone with someone was a great opportunity to grab a pen or pencil and a scrap of paper – an old envelope, a letter, a bill, a napkin – and doodle during the conversation. Such a multi-tasker, am I.  

Oddly, the more I doodled, the farther away my mind travelled from thoughts of suicide. Hour after hour, I just kept doodling.  

I created close to two hundred doodles that night. I kept about sixty because those sixty were the best.  

I fell asleep on the sofa surrounded by my doodles.  

The next day, an artist I knew couldn’t stop raving about my doodles. I thought they were no more than meaningless scratches on paper until a second artist echoed the accolades of the first.  

The more I looked at the doodles, the more I thought these artists were crazy. And who better to know that than I? I, who had transformed a potential suicide note into these crazy, malformed doodles; I was certainly calling the kettle black, wasn’t I?  

One of the artists was kind enough to supply me with paints and brushes she didn’t need.  

I haven’t had a moment since that time to seriously consider suicide or any other personal bodily harm.  

The tools I needed were in my hands and at my disposal: imagination, paints, brushes, canvas, wood and the written word. With those simple tools, I created hope. My artwork is not Picasso. Or Da Vinci. I doubt the word “masterpiece” will ever apply to my art or my written creations (although time will tell). But in my art, in my written creations, is my hope. My salvation.  

The well of despair is all too easy to fall into. It’s ten times harder to crawl out of that well than to fall into it. It is easier to create hope than it is to crawl – bone-chilling, mind-numbing, nails-clawing-by-the-skin-of-your-teeth crawling – from the bottom of a deep well of despair, desperation and depression.  

Within that hole is certain death, be it immediate or long-reaching. Even though death will ultimately claim us all, there is no reason for any of us to give death a helping hand. We each have the tools to dig ourselves out of that cold well. We all need hope to cope. And hope is a gift we each are capable of giving to ourselves as well as to others.  

Doodles are not life-saving devices.  

But several years later I am still alive and kicking. Tethered to my lifeline of imagination, paints, brushes, canvas, wood and the written word.  

And hope.


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As cities grow and technology takes over the world belief and imagination fade away and so do we.

— Julie Kagawa, The Iron King


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The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.

— Jean-Jacques Rousseau


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Reality can be beaten with enough imagination.

— Mark Twain


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