Production continues for my sequel book, and I’m pleased with the progress of my editing process.
I’ve previously released Chapter 5: Grandfathers and now I’m announcing the pre-release of Chapter 7.
I am looking for a kick-ass cover artist and hope to reveal my cover soon after I select the art.
But, it’s been a couple of months, and I’ve decided to whet the whistles of my readers and pre-release another chapter.
This is chapter seven from Maiden of Maidens, titled “The Bachelor Mysteries.”
In this chapter, Arthur has traveled out to the countryside, hunting for Stymphalian Birds, only to be kidnapped by Hermes and Dionysus, for his bachelor party.
I’ve selected this chapter because it is a pivotal chapter in the new book.
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The great folks at Best Books to Read interviewed me!
It’s amazing to get such great press!
As you may have noticed from Arthur’s Favorites, the moon god has quite a dark taste to his music. That is not the case with Phoebe.
So, for your viewing and listening pleasure, Phoebe Thomas’s favorite music!
Note: all of these songs belong to the original copyright holders. Reposted here out of love of music and a desire for readers to understand
Unlike her brother, who has favorite ‘bands,’ Phoebe is much more into songs and styles, acoustic especially.
Here area few songs Phoebe loves:
Here, for reference, are some of Arthur Thomas’s favorite bands.
Arthur likes his music a little dark, to fit those dark moods of his.
So, for your listening pleasure, music from some of Arthur’s favorite bands:
Note: all of these songs belong to the original copyright holders. Reposted here out of love of music and a desire for readers to understand Arthur’s favorites
Winterborn (Subway to Sally Remix)
Marilyn my Bitterness:
Fall No More:
Acoustic Live version:
Earth Angel (Cover)
Birth and Death:
I hope you don’t mind me using the familiar name my daughter calls you, but my children talk so much about “Olives” that I can’t help but think of you by that name.
As you have probably already deduced, I am Vanessa Thomas, AJ and Phoebe’s mother, and I’m writing you because I know that you have made a positive impact in the life of both my children. For this, I want to thank you.
You don’t know what it means to me to hear my daughter praise someone my son is in love with. I know the sort of girl he usually dates; vapid, brainless girls who give women bad reputations. For the longest time, I always thought that would be the only kind of girl my son loved. I understand that you are beautiful, charming, but mostly, brilliant. Thank Heavens!
To hear my son talk of you reminds me of when I first met his father. He never talks to me about his girlfriends, but he told me that he’d “met a girl” early this semester and that she was “someone special.”
I know you’ve only dated my son a couple of months, and I know young romances have a way of falling down the drain, but, if I am right, and I usually am about these things, my son loves you very much. He may not have told you yet, but I’m telling you. My son loves you.
Take care of my son, Olives. Like most men, he has this rough outside. He tries to push people away, especially those he cares about. And, like most men, he’s more delicate than he appears.
You may by now, have already looked through the contents of this care package with some confusion. I already know from long talks with my children that you love olives, so I thought I’d share one of my favorite brands with you. The sweets, well, what’s a care package without a few sweet treats? The Vitamins are because I want you to take care of your health. I hear that you have frequent headaches, and while these won’t take care of your head, they might help you otherwise. Sometimes, I’ve noticed that when my students have chronic illnesses they focus so hard on the chronic issue that they neglect their health in other areas. Take care of yourself.
The photograph is one that I adore of my children when they were three. One of these days I hope to show you the entire album (maybe you can come over during the Christmas Holidays?) That was a glorious day: AJ and Phoebe were making a sandcastle when Phoebe leaned over and bit Arthur on the arm. He dumped sand in her hair, and then they started laughing. That’s the way they fought as kids, one of them would do something, the other would instantly retaliate, and then all was forgiven.
The last thing in this package will be the most confusing, and I’m not even certain why I’ve packaged it except for the fact that I feel you need to have it. This ring belonged to my mother. My father gave it to her when they first got engaged, while they still lived in Greece, so I guess you could call it her engagement ring. They didn’t have a stone because the Greeks don’t often use stones in wedding rings. Mother wore this ring till the day she died, and willed it to me, with the instructions to give it to Arthur’s wife, should he ever find one. I know this is pre-emptive, but please consider it. Don’t wear it until you’re certain he’s the one you want.
With a mother’s love,
PS: please call me if you decide to come visit at Christmastime, so I can arrange a ticket. I would also be more than happy to host your family in my home as well.
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In the opening chapters of My Lady Olives, Olisbeth Mason is reading a book titled “Plato’s Meno” when she is rudely interrupted.
The following post contains a few selections from Meno, Specifically the discussion on the idea of anamnesis . The text in its entirety can be found here.
Meno: And how will you enquire, Socrates, into that which you do notknow? What will you put forth as the subject of enquiry? And if you find what you want, how will you ever know that this is the thing which you did not know?
Socrates. I know, Meno, what you mean; but just see what a tiresome dispute you are introducing. You argue that man cannot enquire either about that which he knows, or about that which he does not know; for if he knows, he has no need to enquire; and if not, he cannot; for he does not know the, very subject about which he is to enquire.
Meno: Well, Socrates, and is not the argument sound?
Socrates. I think not.
<<<< Socrates talks about Reincarnation as a given>>
“For in the ninth year Persephone sends the souls of those from whom she has received the penalty of ancient crime back again from beneath into the light of the sun above, and these are they who become noble kings and mighty men and great in wisdom and are called saintly heroes in after ages.”
The soul, then, as being immortal, and having been born again many times….
Meno. Yes, Socrates; but what do you mean by saying that we do not learn, and that what we call learning is only a process of recollection?
Can you teach me how this is?
Socrates: … I am saying that there is no teaching, but only recollection…
Meno: … if you can prove to me that whatyou say is true, I wish that you would.
Socrates. It will be no easy matter, but I will try to please you to the utmost of my power. Suppose that you call one of your numerous attendants,that I may demonstrate on him.
<<Meno Calls a slave boy forward>>>
Socrates. He is Greek, and speaks Greek, does he not?
Meno. Yes, indeed; he was born in the house.
Socrates: Attend now to the questions which I ask him, and observe whether he learns of me or only remembers.
Meno: I will.
Socrates: Tell me, boy, do you know that a figure like this is a square?
Boy. I do.
Socrates: And you know that a square figure has these four lines equal?
Socrates: And these lines which I have drawn through the middle of the square are also equal?
Socrates: A square may be of any size?
<<Socrates continues asking the boy about squares, and the boy answers questions properly.>>
Socrates: Do you observe, Meno, that I am not teaching the boy anything, but only asking him questions; and now he fancies that he knows how long a line is necessary in order to produce a figure of eight square feet; does he not?
Socrates: And does he really know?
Meno: Certainly not.
Socrates: He only guesses that because the square is double, the line is double.
Socrates: <<to the boy>> I want to know whether you still say that a double
square comes from double line?
<<Socrates continues to ask the boy questions, the boy answers> >
Socrates: What do you say of him, Meno? Were not all these answers given out of his own head?
Meno: Yes, they were all his own.
Socrates: And yet, as we were just now saying, he did not know?
Socrates: But still he had in him those notions of his-had he not?
Socrates: Then he who does not know may still have true notions of that which he does not know?
Meno: He has.
Socrates: And at present these notions have just been stirred up in him, as in a dream; but if he were frequently asked the same questions, in different forms, he would know as well as any one at last?
Meno: I dare say.
Socrates: Without any one teaching him he will recover his knowledge for himself, if he is only asked questions?
Socrates: And this spontaneous recovery of knowledge in him is recollection?
Socrates: And this knowledge which he now has must he not either have acquired or always possessed?
Socrates: But if he always possessed this knowledge he would always have known; or if he has acquired the knowledge he could not have acquired it in this life, unless he has been taught geometry; for he may be made to do the same with all geometry and every other branch of knowledge. Now, has any one ever taught him all this? You must know about him, if, as you say, he was born and bred in your house.
Meno: And I am certain that no one ever did teach him.
Socrates: And yet he has the knowledge?
Meno: The fact, Socrates, is undeniable.
Socrates: But if he did not acquire the knowledge in this life, then he must have had and learned it at some other time?
Meno: Clearly he must.
This Article will contain spoilers about Book One:
The Lotus-Eaters, often called the lotophagi, are characters within the Odyssey that lived on an island near North Africa. This island was covered in the ‘lotus’ plant, whose leaves and fruits were a powerful narcotic, causing people who ingest it to walk around in an apathetic like state.
The story of the Lotus-Eaters is as follows:
Odysseus and his crew were caught in a mighty storm out at sea, and found themselves on the island of the Lotus-Eaters. He sent scouts out to check the island out, to see if it was an okay place to stay. It was gorgeous: covered in beautiful flowers. The natives fed Odysseus’s men their plant, and they forgot their mission, wanting to remain on the island. The lotus was like a drug, and he had to kidnap his men, dragging them back to his ship and causing them to go into detox to take them away from the island.
Modern Day Implications and the Highest Light:
I want to be clear when I say that the Church of the Holy Light, despite having a great amount of Biblical imagery within their chapel, are NOT meant to reflect an anti-Christian attitude on the part of the author.
In the first book, one of the major antagonistic forces in Olisbeth’s life is the Church of the Holy Light. They are meant to be modern-day lotus eaters.
We live in a day where there are several MASSIVE large-population churches. Some of the “Big Churches” of today have more members than moderate sized communities from 200 years ago. MASSIVE church communities are all around us.
There are also churches like the real-life, completely intolerant Church that Will Not Be Named (CTWNBN) that spread messages of Hate and Intolerance. If you were to combine the size of one of the massive mega-churches with the message of hate preached by the CTWNBN, you would find something menacing indeed.
There are many massive churches out there in our world that do good for their communities. They help the homeless, they feed the poor, they preach stories of tolerance and goodness.
But, when you combine messages of Hate and Intolerance, the power of the Lotus, and have the church headed by a Titan out to destroy Olympus: yeah, you’d get a church much like the Church of the Holy Light.
I would also like to point out that it is highly possible that the Church of the Holy Light is using a Church-specific translation of the Bible, translated by the Queen of Bad Misdirections, Emma Lumen.
In Classical Greek Mythology, Nectar and Ambrosia are the foods of the gods, granting longevity to mortals and immortality to the gods.
The preferred foods of the gods, they are used countless times in myths to aid and assist mortals.
Athena uses ambrosia to help Penelope appear younger in the Odyssey.
In Olisbeth’s world, Nectar and ambrosia take on specific forms for specific deities, relating to their myths and personal preferences.
The most obvious form is the Olive.
The olive is a fruit sacred to Athena, and thus, they are ambrosia to Olisbeth.
Phoebe, however, prefers a less natural form of Ambrosia. In the book, we call it OrangeePop, but another variation could be known as:
Phoebe’s favorite beverage has Nectar-like qualities bestowed upon it by the god of the Sun herself.
As to the nectar and ambrosia of other gods are…. I take a page from Robert Jordan..
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