by Christie Meierz | Apr 4, 2013 | Uncategorized
So. Daughters has gone off to the editor. Of course, I couldn’t resist glancing over it again, only to find a few typos, and a few places where I could phrase things a little differently. I hesitated for a bit, not wanting to make my MS different than the one...
by Christie Meierz | Apr 1, 2013 | Uncategorized
Three women, two planets, and a whale. For Marianne Woolsey, linguist and tutor, being empathically bonded to the leader of the Tolari turns out to be a bed of roses – complete with thorns. Especially thorns. With diplomatic relations severed and humans kicked out of...
by Christie Meierz | Mar 31, 2013 | Uncategorized
Monday morning, I will be posting the book blurb for Daughters of Suralia. Remember, folks, you read it here first!
by Christie Meierz | Mar 25, 2013 | Uncategorized
I’ve been working very hard on Daughters of Suralia. The manuscript is finished; I just need to polish it up some more and run it past an editor. It’s looking good for a mid-to-late April release date. There is (whisper it softly) a possibility of some...
by Christie Meierz | Mar 21, 2013 | Uncategorized
My name is Marianne Woolsey, and I’m just an Iowa farm girl turned high school teacher. I don’t have any family, though I have a few friends – or I did until I left Earth eight years ago to go teach on...
by Christie Meierz | Mar 15, 2013 | Uncategorized
Two-Five wriggled through his broodmale’s tunnel. His Slash First, Four-Three of Eight-One, smaller and more compact than he, scuttled along behind him, giving an occasional playful tug on his right tail, which was swelling and throbbing...
by Christie Meierz | Mar 10, 2013 | Uncategorized
“Please, venerated human male,” he said, “take from Two-Five of Four-Seven, Slash Second, this pouch and open it to view the offering I make for the gem.” The human took the pouch and narrowed his eyes....
by Christie Meierz | Mar 10, 2013 | Uncategorized
There it was, the little kiosk in which was embedded a perfect epsilon ruby. The human who attended the kiosk did not know the ruby was perfect and therefore worth far, far more than he was offering in...
by Christie Meierz | Mar 9, 2013 | Uncategorized
The ventilation shaft reminded Two-Five of a broodmale’s tunnel: a tight fit for an adult Slash Second. He was flat on his long belly, crouching on his four legs, supporting his upper body with two of his four arms and holding the pouch...
by Christie Meierz | Mar 6, 2013 | Uncategorized
Two-Five opened the pouch slung between his second pair of arms and removed a station map. The map did not mark the locations of the observation devices the humans installed at regular intervals along Tau Ceti’s outer ring, but he knew where...
