The Brotherhood of Dwarves – Book 1 – D.A. Adams

I must admit that when I was offered this book to review I was only too glad to accept. You see, I have this thing about dwarves in fantasy. I really don’t care if the races: orcs, goblins elves and all the others are the same as they are in every other fantasy, it’s what the author does with them that matters. It is in this area that D.A. Adams pulls off a great character driven story. There’s no groundbreaking, genre shattering new ideas just a well-rounded story that leaves you wanting to read more.

The lead character, Roskin, though of noble descent sets out on a gap year to find a fabled statue, so it’s a quest. There are only so many basic story types and this is one of the simplest – so get used to the idea. Too many people are quick to tear new authors apart for their lack of originality, well it was once written ‘there is nothing new under the sun’ and that was over 3000 years ago. With that settled I’ll get back to the story, or will I. You see, I’m not one for giving the story away, after all, I’ll see it differently to you as much as you will the next person. So instead, I’ll just say that I found it to be a commendable first novel. The story moves along at a good pace, is filled with background history that adds richness and depth to the story, and gives something to set future stories against. It was long enough to enjoy without ever becoming a hard slog. More words do not make a better story.

I’ll round things off by simply saying that I will go on to read the others in the series in the simple hope that they are at least as enjoyable as this one. Most writers improve with practice, I can only hope that D.A Adams does, that way I will have even better stories to look forward to.


The Lone Ranger is knee deep in dirt digging a shallow grave when a rattler bites his manhood.
“Tonto, quickly! You’ve got to suck the poison from the wound or I’ll die Tonto.” The Ranger falls to his knees.
Tonto blinks the dust from his eyes and staggers back. “Tonto go doctor, get help.” The Indian turns tail and runs like a coyote fleeing the coop all the way to the doctor’s door. He arrives, staggers into the waiting room and confronts the ageing doc. “Rattler bite Que no sabe on pee-pee.” He gasps between breaths.
Shaking Tonto roughly by his shoulders the old doc drives home his urgent instruction. “You’ve got to suck the poison from the wound, or Ranger’s a gonner.” Tonto blinks the dust from his eyes and staggers back. He turns tail and flees faster than a priest from a whore’s chamber to his master. Running as fast as his moccasins can carry him, heart pounding like a war drum in his chest Tonto arrives at his stricken friend’s side where he lies recumbent in the shallow grave meant for an outlaw. Staring down through tear filled ears the words of the doctor rang in his ears: suck poison from wound, suck poison from wound.
“What’d he say, Tonto. The doc, what’d he say?” the Ranger coughed.
Tonto knelt beside his beloved friend, cradling the masked man’s head in his hands he said, “Doc he say… you gonna die boss.”

Country Song

It was late in the fall in a southside bar
I’d driven through a squall in a beat up car.
Well I ran across the lot and went inside
My head felt hot and my eyes went wide

There at the bar through the fug and gloom
Shone the brightest light in the whole darn room.
With hair tied back glass held to her chest
Sat the wildest thing come in from the west

Well I sat at the bar and got me a drink
When I caught her eye she he gave me a wink
So I looked around to see if it was me
The next thing I know was her hand on my knee
I coughed and spluttered ‘till I found my voice
One look in those eyes and I had no choice

We started to dance I pulled her to my chest
And the void in between was filled with her breast
Her eyes were pools and her hair smelled pretty
We talked as we danced she was smart and witty

I fell for her and she for me
Our love grew roots like old oak tree
We strung up rope and made us a swing
You should have heard us love birds sing

Well over years we got along fine
Drank a lot of beer and few good wines
We had us some kids, was it two or three
I still got my girl sat on my knee

I look in her eyes from time to time
A swim in those pools is still divine
I take her by the hand, kiss the wine from her lips
Pull her in close to feel the heat of her hips.

Now we are old taking life in our stride
Our love’s still as deep as far as its wide
Our passion’s spoken in soft sighs
She’ still my girl with the pendulum thighs

Tick Tock

This poem was the inspiration to write my first novel: The Rising.

Beware my friends
The passing of time
Tick tock tick tock
You’ll soon be mine

Sweet as honey
Smooth as silk
I’ll drink your blood
Like a mother’s milk

Tick tock tick tock
The rhythmic sound
So soon will you be
Deep underground

A sharp edged knife
That catches the light
A beaded garrotte
Drawn up tight.

Murdered or maimed
Dead and buried
Pipped of your life like
A stone from a cherry

Tick tock tick tock
I’m coming for you
Tick tock tick tock
No ‘how do you do?’

I’ll cut out your heart
Your kidneys and lungs
I’ll dine on your liver
Your eyes and tongue

What fun we’ll have
Alone in your house
I’ll chase you
I’ll catch you
I’ll tear you down
In a river of blood
You’ll slowly drown

Tick tock tick tock
You can’t run away
Tick tock tick tock
The pendulum sways
Left right left right
then suddenly…
Like oranges and lemons
Chop… chop…

The Rising

The Rising

What is a good role model?

In a supposed ever changing world is there such a thing as a good, reliable role model? I believe so. But by what measure do you go by? Should the basis be on looks, health, wealth, public opinion, success? All of these will lead to arguments and inevitably a shallow measure. By what then should we judge a good model?

We would have to look for system that could stand the test of time by being outside of time or timeless. Would any one person from history make a good role model when all we have to go on are a few scant details left by their footprints in time? Religious people, those of the Christian faith, would immediately put forward Jesus as an exemplary model, even many Muslims would agree to this as Jesus is regarded as a prophet in their faith too. So why not Mahatma Ghandi, was he not a good man too?  My knowledge of Ghandi is scant, but at least he sought peace.

So it would seem that no person can be used as a model. So maybe, just maybe, we could take a look at the religious texts upon which these notably good people based their lives. What kind of traits would we look for? Kindness? I certainly would. Who would want to set a murderer or an abuser as the basis for a good, moral citizen? We all have in-built standards; things we know to be wrong and right. No one likes a thief, though some of us may steal for plausibly right reasons, but in the end they simply become abusers of another’s possessions. Who then can be our model?

All we seem to have are questions without answers. The Bible says that “everything is permissible but not everything is beneficial” so here’s an idea. We base our model only on that which is beneficial to others. If we focus not on ourselves or on those like us: in our class, culture, clan, tribe, or whatever but on others regardless of their sexuality, creed, faith nationality, colour or ethnicity. Then perhaps we will all become good role models. Perhaps in this way we will discover what is truly good in all people and what needs adjusting in ourselves.

If we were to turn ourselves into examples of goodness in the eyes of those who look upon and experience us; as people, then perhaps society can be one single model of goodness which each individual person has contributed to. This would generate a sense of open well-being that everyone has and is proactive in creating and developing. We would become our good role-model removing the need for other, single examples.

Interview with Cyci Cade author of Dragon’s Quest

CCCyci Cade author of Dragon’s Quest

Where do you currently reside, and why did you choose this place? I was born in Brazil and I live in a mid-sized city, Piracicaba. It´s a good place to live. I have all I need here as a good gym, cinema, shopping mall, great schools, friends…

What inspired you to begin writing? After reading uncountable books I thought, I want to do that! Dan Brown and Philip Pullman´s books inspired me, transported me to a new world full of action, adventure and magic. I wanted to do that to other people, take them out of the real world into fantastic place that I would create.

Tell us about Dragon’s Quest in 20 words or less. Dragon´s Quest is a fantasy novel. Two princes must break their curse to restore the Dragon´s Dynasty and their family.

What has been the most exciting part of being a published author? It´s a dream coming true. I´m a Brazilian author, I live in Brazil, therefore it´s difficult to publish a book in another country and I had this opportunity. I´m very happy.

What do you do to prepare for a writing session? I don´t have a special ritual. I have a routine of exercises and meditation that helps me physically and mentally. I also read books and watch movies and series related to my work to improve my creativity and give me ideas.

Does writing get easier with each project? Yes, it does. As any other activity, you can improve your writing with practice. The more you write, the easier it becomes.

What has been the worst part of being a published author? Contracts have rules and you must obey them. You can´t do what you want. That is why it is important to study a contract before signing it.

What books have influenced your writing? Many books have influenced my writing. The most important books are: Deception Point and Digital Fortress by Dan Brown. Northern Light, The Subtle Knife, and The Amber Spyglass by Philip Pullman. Divergent Series by Veronica Roth. Wereworld Series by Curtis Jobling. Twilight Series by Stephenie Meyer.

Is there an Author (past or present) that you would really like to meet? Dan Brown.

If you could talk to your former self, what advice would you give her? Don´t be so anxious! Be patient, everything will happen at the right time.

What has been the harshest critique you have ever received concerning your writing? Many years ago a reader wrote a strange review of another book. She mentioned some parts of the books and ranked them; her comments made no sense. I didn´t understand a world and I started to check if there was something wrong with the text, but everything was right. It infuriated me.

As a writer, it is considered unprofessional and inappropriate to give a retort to a critic or criticism. Were it “politically correct” to address your critics personally, what would be the one thing you would say to them? It would depend on the critic, but it would be something like, Can you do it better?

Are you currently working on any other projects? I am editing Dragon Princes #2, Dragon´s Memories, and finishing another book, The Pharaoh.

What is the last thing you read? Did you like it, hate it? The last book I read was Queen of Chaos by Kat Ross. I liked the book very much; the series The Fourth Element is amazing.

What was the last movie you watched? Did you like it, hate it? The last movie I watched was Assassin´s Creed. It was a good movie, but I expected more action. The movie didn´t meet my expectations.

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