Devon Monk Guest Post & Giveaway
Today I'm very happy to welcome Devon Monk to A Book Obsession.. as part of her Tin Swift Blog Tour. You guys are in for a special treat as this is no ordinary tour, as a story will be told across all of the stops. Plus, there will be a one of a kind giveaway with custom bookmarks handmade by Devon and her husband. The winner will also receive a copy of Tin Swift plus a matching magnet. So, after you finish today's portion of the story make sure you enter the giveaway!
Without further ado, I'll give you Devon's description of the story and today's installment:
HANG FIRE is a steampunk short story set in late 1800's America. It takes place between the Age of Steam book #1, DEAD IRON and book #2 TIN SWIFT. The story is broken into 20 "chapters" and posted, one chapter at a time, on 20 awesome blogs. To read the whole story, start at chapter 1 at www.candacesbookblog.com and follow the "read the next chapter" links at the end of the post.
Today we join cursed bounty hunter Cedar Hunt, his wolf-brother Wil, and the witch Mae Lindson running to save Rose Small, having just heard a scream in the forest....
...read chapter 4 at: The Qwillery http://qwillery.blogspot.com
Cedar Hunt urged his horse into a run. Wil, beside him, darted through the shallow of the river just
steps ahead, wolf eyes and ears following the trail more easily than Cedar could, even with his
vision augmented by goggles.
Mae Lindson was right behind them.
That scream had been Rose Small, there was no doubting it. And Rose was not the kind of
woman to raise her voice in fear.
Why had she gone wandering off for a bit of metal, anyway? Wasn’t like they had time for her to set
up shop. They had to get Mae to the coven in Kansas before her witch sisters drove her insane,
and get the all of them through the mountains before winter hitched down tight.
A deer trail broke the underbrush beneath the trees. That was the mostly likely path Rose had
taken. Cedar pulled his horse up short and scanned both up and down river for any other sign of
her.
“It sounded like the scream came from the trees,” Mae said.
Cedar nodded. There wasn’t a glint of metal anywhere along the bank. If Rose had gone off
looking for a matic of some sort, there was no sign of it now.
“How big was the thing you say she went after?” Cedar asked.
“Almost her height. Why?”
“Big or small, it’s not here. Which means it either moved on its own, or someone moved it.”
“And took Rose?” Mae glanced over her shoulder, then down river too. “Natives?”
“Haven’t seen nor heard them.”
“We’re going in there after her,” Mae said.
“Yes,” Cedar said, “we are. But not blind.”
Wil was already at the edge of trees. Cedar waited until the wolf picked a path and started into
the shadows before swinging down off of his horse.
“You’re not going in there on foot are you?” Mae asked.
“I hunt best on my feet.” As soon as his boots hit the forest floor, the beast beneath Cedar’s skin
rolled with pleasure. He took a steadying breath against the feral need.
He was cursed to hunt Strange, cursed to kill Strange. But that curse, and the beast it turned him
into, had been growing stronger–so strong that even now, in full daylight, he had to swallow
against its hunger to kill.
He jogged into the brush, pulling his goggles down around his neck again. In the uncertain shift
of shadow and light, he kept one eye on Wil and listened for Mae behind him. He needn’t have
worried about her. She stayed tight on his heels.
The brush opened up suddenly, and Cedar squinted against the blast of light pouring down
through the trees.
In that light stood Rose. She had a walking stick in one hand, her boots and the hem of her skirt
wet.
She was bleeding from a wound on her head.
A metal contraption the size of a small horse rolled across the forest floor toward her, fast
enough and heavy enough it was sure to crush her.
“Rose!” Cedar yelled. “Behind you!”
...read chapter 6 at: Fantasy Literature http://www.fantasyliterature.com/author-interviews/chapter-6-of-hang-fire-by-devon-monk/
Thank you so much Devon!
a Rafflecopter giveaway
Devon Monk spent her early childhood tucked behind couches or any
other place with low light, “ruining her eyes” and reading. Her
love of fairytales turned into a love of adventure, magic, future
science, romance, mystery, humor, noir, and anything else she
could get her hands on.
Devon has sold over fifty short stories to fantasy, science fiction, horror, humor, and young adult magazines and anthologies. Her stories have been published in five countries and included in a Year’s Best Fantasy anthology. In 2010, Fairwood Press published twenty-two of her short stories in a collection titled: A Cup of Normal.
She is currently writing two series. The Allie Beckstrom books (Magic to the Bone, Magic in the Blood, Magic in the Shadows, Magic on the Storm, Magic at the Gate, Magic on the Hunt) are urban fantasy set in modern-day Portland, Oregon where magic is the new technology. The Age of Steam books (Dead Iron) are steampunk set in the 1800′s American West.
Devon has one husband, two sons, and a dog named Mojo. She lives in Oregon and is surrounded by colorful and numerous family members who mostly live within dinner-calling distance of each other. When not writing, Devon is knitting strange things, remodeling the house-that-was-once-a-barn, or hosting a family celebration.
Without further ado, I'll give you Devon's description of the story and today's installment:
HANG FIRE is a steampunk short story set in late 1800's America. It takes place between the Age of Steam book #1, DEAD IRON and book #2 TIN SWIFT. The story is broken into 20 "chapters" and posted, one chapter at a time, on 20 awesome blogs. To read the whole story, start at chapter 1 at www.candacesbookblog.com and follow the "read the next chapter" links at the end of the post.
Today we join cursed bounty hunter Cedar Hunt, his wolf-brother Wil, and the witch Mae Lindson running to save Rose Small, having just heard a scream in the forest....
...read chapter 4 at: The Qwillery http://qwillery.blogspot.com
HANG FIRE - Chapter 5
Cedar Hunt urged his horse into a run. Wil, beside him, darted through the shallow of the river just
steps ahead, wolf eyes and ears following the trail more easily than Cedar could, even with his
vision augmented by goggles.
Mae Lindson was right behind them.
That scream had been Rose Small, there was no doubting it. And Rose was not the kind of
woman to raise her voice in fear.
Why had she gone wandering off for a bit of metal, anyway? Wasn’t like they had time for her to set
up shop. They had to get Mae to the coven in Kansas before her witch sisters drove her insane,
and get the all of them through the mountains before winter hitched down tight.
A deer trail broke the underbrush beneath the trees. That was the mostly likely path Rose had
taken. Cedar pulled his horse up short and scanned both up and down river for any other sign of
her.
“It sounded like the scream came from the trees,” Mae said.
Cedar nodded. There wasn’t a glint of metal anywhere along the bank. If Rose had gone off
looking for a matic of some sort, there was no sign of it now.
“How big was the thing you say she went after?” Cedar asked.
“Almost her height. Why?”
“Big or small, it’s not here. Which means it either moved on its own, or someone moved it.”
“And took Rose?” Mae glanced over her shoulder, then down river too. “Natives?”
“Haven’t seen nor heard them.”
“We’re going in there after her,” Mae said.
“Yes,” Cedar said, “we are. But not blind.”
Wil was already at the edge of trees. Cedar waited until the wolf picked a path and started into
the shadows before swinging down off of his horse.
“You’re not going in there on foot are you?” Mae asked.
“I hunt best on my feet.” As soon as his boots hit the forest floor, the beast beneath Cedar’s skin
rolled with pleasure. He took a steadying breath against the feral need.
He was cursed to hunt Strange, cursed to kill Strange. But that curse, and the beast it turned him
into, had been growing stronger–so strong that even now, in full daylight, he had to swallow
against its hunger to kill.
He jogged into the brush, pulling his goggles down around his neck again. In the uncertain shift
of shadow and light, he kept one eye on Wil and listened for Mae behind him. He needn’t have
worried about her. She stayed tight on his heels.
The brush opened up suddenly, and Cedar squinted against the blast of light pouring down
through the trees.
In that light stood Rose. She had a walking stick in one hand, her boots and the hem of her skirt
wet.
She was bleeding from a wound on her head.
A metal contraption the size of a small horse rolled across the forest floor toward her, fast
enough and heavy enough it was sure to crush her.
“Rose!” Cedar yelled. “Behind you!”
...read chapter 6 at: Fantasy Literature http://www.fantasyliterature.com/author-interviews/chapter-6-of-hang-fire-by-devon-monk/
Thank you so much Devon!
a Rafflecopter giveaway
Book Info:
In steam age
America, men, monsters, machines and magic battle to claim the same
scrap of earth and sky. In this chaos, one man fights to hold on to his
humanity--and his honor. . .
Life on the frontier
is full of deceit and danger, but bounty hunter Cedar Hunt is a man
whose word is his bond. Cursed with becoming a beast every full moon,
Cedar once believed his destiny was to be alone. But now, Cedar finds
himself saddled with a group of refugees, including the brother he once
thought lost.
Keeping his companions alive is proving to be no easy task, in part because of the promise he made to the unpredictable Madder brothers—three miners who know the secret mechanisms of the Strange. To fulfill his pledge, Cedar must hunt a powerful weapon known as the Holder—a search that takes him deep into the savage underbelly of the young country and high into the killing glim-field skies defended by desperate men and deadly ships.
But the battles he faces are just a glimmer of a growing war stirring the country. To keep his word Cedar must navigate betrayal, lies, and treacherous alliances, risking everything to save the lives of those he has come to hold dear…
Keeping his companions alive is proving to be no easy task, in part because of the promise he made to the unpredictable Madder brothers—three miners who know the secret mechanisms of the Strange. To fulfill his pledge, Cedar must hunt a powerful weapon known as the Holder—a search that takes him deep into the savage underbelly of the young country and high into the killing glim-field skies defended by desperate men and deadly ships.
But the battles he faces are just a glimmer of a growing war stirring the country. To keep his word Cedar must navigate betrayal, lies, and treacherous alliances, risking everything to save the lives of those he has come to hold dear…
Author Info:
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Devon has sold over fifty short stories to fantasy, science fiction, horror, humor, and young adult magazines and anthologies. Her stories have been published in five countries and included in a Year’s Best Fantasy anthology. In 2010, Fairwood Press published twenty-two of her short stories in a collection titled: A Cup of Normal.
She is currently writing two series. The Allie Beckstrom books (Magic to the Bone, Magic in the Blood, Magic in the Shadows, Magic on the Storm, Magic at the Gate, Magic on the Hunt) are urban fantasy set in modern-day Portland, Oregon where magic is the new technology. The Age of Steam books (Dead Iron) are steampunk set in the 1800′s American West.
Devon has one husband, two sons, and a dog named Mojo. She lives in Oregon and is surrounded by colorful and numerous family members who mostly live within dinner-calling distance of each other. When not writing, Devon is knitting strange things, remodeling the house-that-was-once-a-barn, or hosting a family celebration.
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