A Life Through Books: Blog Tour: Dreamer

Fantasy

Date Published: 5/7/13

Two gamers find solace from the troubles of reality in an alternate world filled with dragons. The book has a dual nature both fantasy and reality, two plots and two stories. The main character must deal with illness and alternately with the life of a great red dragon.

Review to come...

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Tate Publishing

Guest Post

How I learned to fly -----
When I was just a wee lad, I believed in many rather unusual things. Among them, I considered the ability to fly a learned endeavor. Aside from the fact that I thought I had a chance to grow up to literally be a cat, flying consumed me. Buzzing around the palatial gardens of my father’s summer house, I took wing with butterflies, bees and a myriad of birds. I left no hollow tree unexplored and would have been found lingering at a substantial height in various overgrown branches. The clouds were the only limitations to my dreams and even they presented only minor problems.

While some things were gained, others were lost. The onset of boundaries began as I started to progress toward more adult chapters in life. Although I never attended large crowded schools like normal children, my education was far from neglected. The cool grass of the fountain side pool was replaced by desk and chair and both the child and the dreams were reined in for more productive pursuits. A well rounded appreciation for art and literature was drummed into my head alongside of mathematics and practical science. Although I became intimately acquainted with books and established a profound sense of escape through reading, I was disillusioned of the strong notions that flight was a necessary aspect of a wholesome life. I no longer believed that my middle name was “Paws” or that I could become a cat.

The ultimate consequences for my startling adventures into reality were far from subtle. I found myself adrift in many ways and literately at sea. Traveling replaced flying as a passion and I worked my way through many coastlines touring the world. Sometimes finding oneself lost provides a great deal of information. Who we are--- is not dependent on where we are and internal learning curves are often more steep.

I might have spent my life wondering if I had a purpose while taking in glorious sunsets--- had circumstances not intervened. Some would say that I had an unfortunate turn of luck, but life is what you make of it. Forced to retire from travel, I began to write and found it was my calling.
Today I fly whenever the mood strikes me. I have grown into a fine cat with grey stripes and---when I am allowed—I chase butterflies across the open meadows.