Welcome to the Seven Realms Earthside Communications Center

Greetings Traveler, and welcome to the Seven Realms Earthside Communications Center (SRECC). Whether you've just arrived Earthside, or have been stranded here for a while, the SRECC will provide you with valuable information during your stay. Access to the Golden Way is available in most metropolitan areas, and at several burned out rest stops along old US Route 66.

For the sake of uniformity, the SRECC uses Earthside English as its principal language. Plans are under consideration for mirror sites in Qpiad and High Sidhe, subject to funding availability and limitless temporal resources.The SRECC will be updated continuously, beginning with the next update, and continuing thereafter whenever an update is available. All updates are retrospective in nature and may be considered concurrently, sequentially, or out of natural order.

The SRECC is not responsible for any temporal anomalies resulting from fluctuations in the Veil.

The next meeting of the Board of Directors will be open to the public at Djinnie's Bar and Grill on 9th St., starting promptly at 12:00 (that's half past anvil on your Godmother Clock) on the last vernal equinox.

Any questions may be directed to the Oracle at Delphi, or sent directly to Charlie Kenmore, Administrator at this Blog or charliekenmore@gmail.com

Charlie Kenmore Imaginarium Convention 2014 Awards

PREEEEEEEESENTING! The first ever, never before awarded, never even heretofore imagined, Charlie Kenmore Imaginarium Convention 2014 Awards. So with tongue firmly planted in cheek (which does not affect my typing), here are the winners:

Horseless White Knight Award -- Frank Hall & Tony Acree for their brilliant save of a damsel who didn’t know she was in distress.

Are Their Asses Still Attached After Working Them Off Award-- Eric and Kylie Jude.

Energizer Bunny Award -- Andrea Judy for outlasting the Masquerade DJ.

Best Pearly Whites of Show -- Alexandra Christian.

She Who Will Be Obeyed Award -- Lee Martindale for, ‘nuff said.

Leaving Good Samaritans in the Dust Award-- Joann H. Buchanan and Jill Campbell and He (who shall not be named) for -- they know.

Maniac, Maniac on the Floor Award -- Alexx Momcat for her gripping performance in the “Time Warp”.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZjHgknVsbA&list=PL6XUJtx8uCM6bUzmcCI0IdrwWAyJcQp5p

It’s a Small, Small World Award -- The Benns Family and Alexx Momcat and Charlie Kenmore for driving 250 miles to meet people who live 15 minutes apart.

Cupid, Diana and Robin Hood Eat Your Hearts Out Award -- Mysti Parker.

My Eyes Are Up Here Award -- Violet Patterson for her corset enhanced performance at the Masquerade.

Best Party Crasher Award -- Paddlelump Stonemonger for his incomparable reading of tea leaves.

Best Choreography Award--The Masquerade Dancers for the “Time Warp”.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZjHgknVsbA&list=PL6XUJtx8uCM6bUzmcCI0IdrwWAyJcQp5p

Most Likely to Threaten to Lick You in Public Award -- Susan Roddey for making Alexx Momcat laugh.

Best Candy in Show--Rebekah McAuliffe.

Granny of the Con Award -- MeMe.

Miss, Can I Get Some More Coffee Award -- Selah Janel for her performance as “Flora”.

Real Men Wear Kilts Award--The male ringer (Gil Hough) at the Masquerade dance.

Largest Headwear Award -- Violet Patterson for the Mad Hatter’s Hat.

Real Men Read Dinoporn Award--Bill Roddey for his actions, not his words.

Biggest Puppy Dog Eyes in Show-- Rhianna Benns for her brilliant performance conning Alexx Momcat.

Best Hide and Seek Player in Plain Sight-- Alice Roddey.

Celebrities Are People Too Award--Jeffrey Reddick for talking to everyone like they mattered.

Least Obsessed With Personal Space Award -- Alexandra Christian.

Lady Godiva Wannabee Award -- Lee Martindale.

Don’t Ask Me, I’m Just the Driver Award -- Tally Johnson.

Best Ensemble Performance Award--The Masquerade Dancers for “Paradise By the Dashboard Lights”.

Working in a Cathouse Doesn’t Mean What You Think It Means Award--Randy Richards for his feline impersonations.

Only 3 More Cons to Break Even Award--Scott Sandridge and Charlie Kenmore for their fifth panel together through 3 Cons and finally breaking the 10 participant mark.*

Now That’s a Conga Line Award--The Masquerade Dancers for “Jump in the Line”. http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fyoutu.be%2F2o-nAZsAv3c&h=hAQHVEOxA

AND FINALLY---

NOW THAT’S HOW YOU THROW A LITERARY CON AWARD--Stephen Zimmer, Susan Roddy, Frank Hall and all the incredible staff and volunteers.

* And one fire alarm.

SSB-Excerpt from Ken Charles's "Psyche & Metaphysic"

 Good evening, Saturday Spankings Bloghoppers. In Ken Charles's "Psyche & Metaphysic" found in the Two Sides of a Bent Mind 10 story collection by Ken Charles and Charlie Kenmore coming soon, a young lady is gravely wronged by a school mate Priscilla Andrews who steals away her beloved. She takes exquisite revenge, but first.... 

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Thwack!

“Twenty-two. Thank you, Sir. May I have the next?”

I was sentenced to two dozen strokes with a cane. Have you ever been caned, Cousin? It was horrid. Do you remember the time when Auntie caught us helping ourselves to Mrs. Johnson’s preserves? I thought Auntie’s lesson in manners with her hairbrush would never end. But the cane is much worse!

First, I had to bend over the Deacon’s desk, and grip the far side. Mrs. Tomkins came over and turned up my dress and petticoats. I was scared and embarrassed. Someone was lecturing me about my outrageous behavior, but I really did not hear much of it. At some point, Mrs. Tomkins lowered my knickers. Matters became much clearer a moment later.

Thwack!

A line of fire exploded across the middle of my bare bum! I gasped. Surely that stroke was more than sufficient punishment.

“Since you failed to thank me and count the stroke, we will begin again!”

“Count the ...?”

Thwack!

I remembered! I was to receive twenty-four strokes, which I was required to count. Further, since this woeful procedure was for my edification, I was required to express my gratitude for each stroke.

“Two! Thank you, Sir!” May you burn forever in the hottest depths of Hades!

“That was only one, Miss Ginn. Perhaps you forgot that I had to start over.”

“No, Sir. One, Sir.”

Thwack!

A third line of lava erupted just below the other two. A fourth, fifth and then a sixth searing stroke soon followed. Six flaming furrows blazed across my backside. I wept softly, but kept track of each cut. A seventh stroke cut diagonally across its six parallel predecessors, “barring the gate”. I screamed and jumped up. My hands flew to my poor bottom.

“Get back into position! No one gave you permission to rise or to rub your bottom.”

“P-Please, S-Sir. Let me have a moment.”

I have never known such exquisite pain, and pray never to know it again. There was no way that I could take another seventeen cuts. I was certain that I would swoon.

“Back into position! Andrews, go around the desk and hold her hands.”

Strangely, aside from a commutation of my sentence, that was the nicest thing the Deacon (may he choke on a chicken bone) could have said. The pain was in no manner diminished, yet suddenly it was no longer foremost in my mind. Instead, all of my attention focused on the smirking visage of the one who would soon pay for these atrocities. I wiped the tears from my eyes. I wanted to watch Andrews without any distortion. As I leaned back over the desk, I knew that I would get through this ordeal, without shedding another shameful tear.

The doleful depuration continued, as the Deacon was determined to deracinate my depravities. The Deacon changed sides to deliver strokes eight through twelve from the other side. It did not really matter, a thousand bee stings is a thousand bee stings. I counted dutifully and obsequiously. At thirteen, the Deacon changed sides again.

Thwack!

“Thirteen, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

Thwack!

“Fourteen, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

It is extraordinary how time distends itself. Although I was in the Deacon’s study for no more than fifteen minutes, I had hours to plan an appropriate reward for the treacherous Miss Andrews. Most certainly there would be pain, and copious amounts of it in fair recompense for my extraordinary discomfort and discommodity. But there would have to be something more. Indeed, there would have to be something to show dear Robert that I, alone, was worthy of his affections.

Thwack!

“Twenty-three, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

Thwack!

“Twenty-four, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

I looked up at Priscilla, and caught her eye. I smiled. Priscilla shuddered, and released my hands. Curiously, she was no longer smirking.

KC Copyright‭ ‬2005‭;‬ Moral rights to be identified as the author of‭ “‬Psyche & Metaphysic" ‬asserted worldwide‭ (‬including in Great Britain in accordance with Sections‭ ‬77‭ ‬and‭ ‬78‭ ‬of the Copyright,‭ ‬Designs and Patent Act of‭ ‬1988‭)

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Check out the great new review by Rollin Hand for The Mercies of Cinderella at Spanking Stories Book Club.http://writercelestejones.blogspot.com/

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An Open Apology for “Capcha”: 

I love to hear your comments. Every author loves to hear positive comments. Every author who is serious about improving her or his work should at least give thoughtful consideration to constructive negative comments, the key word being “constructive”. Sorry about the “Capcha”, but I had a run in with some nasty trolls a while back. I’d no sooner block a name, than the same individual (same misspelled words and grammatical errors) would post under another name. I had to add moderation to the comments. I didn't realize that moderating at my end added a “capcha" at yours. Once again, sorry for any inconvenience. CK

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Check out the rest of the fun at the Saturday Spankings Bloghop http://saturdayspankings.blogspot.com/

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Also available from Ken Charles:

The Naughty Ladies Of Cotton Glen


http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0092Y0ELU

For our friends in Europe:

http://www.amazon.it/Naughty-Ladies-Cotton-Glen-ebook/dp/B0092Y0ELU

The Mercies of Cinderella 

This is no Disney princess‭!

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01B1W4YWK

SSB- Excerpt from Ken Charles's "There's Something Naughty About Mary"

Good evening, Saturday Spankings Bloghoppers. I'm sure you all agree that driving without insurance can be risky. If she didn't know before, Mary certainly learns this lesson in this excerpt from "There's Something Naughty About Mary" from the Naughty Ladies of Cotton Glen.

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     Jack took a step back, and measured carefully with the cane. He raised his arm, and delivered a slash across the center of Mary’s waiting ass. She let out a scream as a line of fire burned through the scant protection of her panties. Before she could catch her breath, a second cut left a parallel streak of pain. A third cut just above the first left her face contorted, and her bottom in agony.

     Jeri came over and stroked Mary’s hair. “Just three more, baby, and you’re finished for tonight.” She lifted Mary’s head, “Look at me!” Jeri nodded, and Jack gave Mary a fourth searing cut across the tops of her thighs. Mary screamed again. The fifth cut was no more appealing to her. For the final cut, he slashed down on an angle, barring the gate. Mary failed to appreciate fully his artistry with the cane. But Jeri, lowering Mary’s panties noted with admiration the five red welts linked by a single angry red streak.

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KC Copyright‭ ‬2005‭;‬ Moral rights to be identified as the author of‭ “‬There's Something Naughty About Mary" ‬asserted worldwide‭ (‬including in Great Britain in accordance with Sections‭ ‬77‭ ‬and‭ ‬78‭ ‬of the Copyright,‭ ‬Designs and Patent Act of‭ ‬1988‭)

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An Open Apology for “Capcha”: 

I love to hear your comments. Every author loves to hear positive comments. Every author who is serious about improving her or his work should at least give thoughtful consideration to constructive negative comments, the key word being “constructive”. Sorry about the “Capcha”, but I had a run in with some nasty trolls a while back. I’d no sooner block a name, than the same individual (same misspelled words and grammatical errors) would post under another name. I had to add moderation to the comments. I didn't realize that moderating at my end added a “capcha" at yours. Once again, sorry for any inconvenience. CK

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Check out the rest of the fun at the Saturday Spankings Bloghop http://saturdayspankings.blogspot.com/

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Also available from Ken Charles:

The Naughty Ladies Of Cotton Glen


http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0092Y0ELU

For our friends in Europe:

http://www.amazon.it/Naughty-Ladies-Cotton-Glen-ebook/dp/B0092Y0ELU

The Mercies of Cinderella 

This is no Disney princess‭!

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01B1W4YWK

Stir Crazy Relief 1.5 - Ken Charles' - THE PERILS OF THE “SPENCER PLAN”

     “Now, Mister! I told you three minutes ago to turn off that set! It’s 9:58, and you know the rules.”
     “B-But the game is tied, and there are less than two minutes to go!”
     “I don’t care. You know the rules. When an evening punishment is to be administered, it shall start at 10:00 p.m. sharp, without any excuses or delay. So get your ass upstairs, now!”
     “Please, have a heart. Twice a day, six days in a row! Look. Look at me. I’m still all red and swollen. Please, please, please, Maggie. Let me off just this once.”
     “What part of no excuses or delays do you not understand? Besides, as I recall, including the Spencer Plan in the antenuptial agreements was your idea. Rule Number Ten provides, ‘Spencer doctrines call for -the PROMPT ACCEPTANCE of the discipline. There must be no argument, no protest - no pleading to be let off - no hard feelings about it!’ I warned you to be careful what you asked for.”
     “Yes, you did. But you never said how much you loved to be spanked!”
     “Tough luck, Buster. You caught me smoking and that is a spankable offense. And I lied about it, so that means I get another spanking first thing in the morning. Now move it!”

KC Copyright‭ ‬2005‭;‬ Moral rights to be identified as the author of‭ “‬The Perils of the 'Spencer Plan'" ‬asserted worldwide‭ (‬including in Great Britain in accordance with Sections‭ ‬77‭ ‬and‭ ‬78‭ ‬of the Copyright,‭ ‬Designs and Patent Act of‭ ‬1988‭)

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An Open Apology for “Capcha”: 

I love to hear your comments. Every author loves to hear positive comments. Every author who is serious about improving her or his work should at least give thoughtful consideration to constructive negative comments, the key word being “constructive”. Sorry about the “Capcha”, but I had a run in with some nasty trolls a while back. I’d no sooner block a name, than the same individual (same misspelled words and grammatical errors) would post under another name. I had to add moderation to the comments. I didn't realize that moderating at my end added a “capcha" at yours. Once again, sorry for any inconvenience. CK

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Check out the rest of the fun at the Saturday Spankings Bloghop http://saturdayspankings.blogspot.com/

‭~*~

Also available from Ken Charles:

The Naughty Ladies Of Cotton Glen


http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0092Y0ELU

For our friends in Europe:

http://www.amazon.it/Naughty-Ladies-Cotton-Glen-ebook/dp/B0092Y0ELU

The Mercies of Cinderella 

This is no Disney princess‭!

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01B1W4YWK

SSB- KEN CHARLES'S "THE SOLE OF THE MATTER"

Good evening, Saturday Spankings Bloghoppers. Let's get Chekhovian! Okay, for the three of you who are lost, tonight's flash offering relies entirely on indirect action. Russian author and playwright Anton Chekhov was the master of indirect action. Basically, nothing of import ever happens on stage in a Chekhov play. Most of our beloved SSB snippets are much the same, since there is precious little space for back story in eight or nine lines. 

Caveat--Spanking is for adults, not children. However, exceptions can be made for students who have reached the age of eighteen.

Now, presented in its entirety without commercial interruptions is "The Sole of the Matter". Enjoy!

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     “Look, Mr. Osbourne, her parents are threatening to sue the Academy. But all they really want is an apology from you.”

     “Well, damn their apology! My actions were fully in accordance with the Student Disciplinary Code, Article Six, Section F which states that a third reportable incident in any quarter may result, in the sole discretion of the instructor, in the administration of corporal punishment including up to six strokes with a sole. I gave Tamara every opportunity to come into compliance before exercising my discretion, and administering exactly six strokes with a sole."

     “Yes, her parents understand that the rule states that you may administer up to six strokes with a sole, but, dammit man, you’re the golf coach!”

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An Open Apology for “Capcha”: 

I love to hear your comments. Every author loves to hear positive comments. Every author who is serious about improving her or his work should at least give thoughtful consideration to constructive negative comments, the key word being “constructive”. Sorry about the “Capcha”, but I had a run in with some nasty trolls a while back. I’d no sooner block a name, than the same individual (same misspelled words and grammatical errors) would post under another name. I had to add moderation to the comments. I didn't realize that moderating at my end added a “capcha" at yours. Once again, sorry for any inconvenience. CK

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Check out the rest of the fun at http://saturdayspankings.blogspot.com/

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It doesn't matter which side of the pond you blog hop from, certain events always stir one's national pride. So check out Ken Charles's reports from the CP Olympics in Sochi.

CP OLYMPICS-MEN’S COMPULSORIES IN CANE 

http://charliekenmore.blogspot.com/2014/02/ken-charless-cp-olympics-mens.html

CP OLYMPICS-WOMEN'S FINAL IN OTK BARE BOTTOM HAIRBRUSH SIXTY CRACK SPRINT

http://charliekenmore.blogspot.com/2014/02/cp-olympics-womens-final-in-otk-bare.html

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Also available from Ken Charles:

The Naughty Ladies Of Cotton Glen


http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0092Y0ELU

For our friends in Europe:

http://www.amazon.it/Naughty-Ladies-Cotton-Glen-ebook/dp/B0092Y0ELU

The Mercies of Cinderella 

This is no Disney princess‭!

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01B1W4YWK

WORDS, WORDS, WORDS--WELL, DUH, HAMLET

A way of putting it -- not very satisfactory:

A periphrastic study in a worn-out poetical fashion,

Leaving one still with the intolerable wrestle

With words and meaning.

T. S. Eliot

     I like words. I have whole books devoted to them. Truth be told, I have whole shelves on a bookcase dedicated to them. I have, inter alia, dictionaries (Oxford-Universal and OED, Webster’s, World Book, Stedman’s), thesauruses (Roget’s, Webster’s, Random House), and books of quotations such as The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations from which the above quote from T. S. Eliot derived.

     What is a word? A word is nothing more than a unit of language sufficient to convey meaning, a morphological building block if you will. Yes, some words (generally polysyllabic in nature) though morphemes (minimum units of meaning) themselves, may be divided into several smaller morphemes, each of which conveys its own meaning. But it is the “word” that gets the job done. Seriously. When was the last time you used “ed” all by itself in a conversation? (Sorry, The Ed Show doesn’t count.)

     Whether composing an email or a novel, any writer’s job is to convey meaning in a written form. When writing for oneself, neither the word choice nor the order is of particularly great import. In short, it is acceptable to list detergent next to eggs on a shopping list. However, when the writing is intended to convey meaning to another individual, the choice of words and the order of presentation may be critical.

     If the purpose of a word is to convey meaning, why not choose the shortest and simplest word in every context? In simplest terms, “meaning” includes more than literally what something is. The connotations of a word will color the meaning to create the appropriate mental landscape to place the word in the proper context, and thereby fully convey the writer’s intent.

     “Deaving thunder in complete and total silence.” This is the second sentence in Earth Angel. Several people have asked me why I used the word “deaving” instead of the more common word “deafening”. Resisting the urge to say that “deaving” is shorter and then sticking my tongue out, the word “deaving” means “deafening”, but the connotations are “stupefying with noise”. The thunder isn’t merely loud. It is stupefying. It was that added zing that “stupefying” adds that I wanted to convey.

     The Russians have a saying, “Repetition is the mother of learning.” As a writer, my saying is “Repetition is the mother of a major edit.”  If a writer wants to keep a reader’s interest, then it is imperative to vary descriptions. Blood may be “red” in chapter one, but it should be “crimson” or “rubescent" in chapter two. In short, writers need lots of words in their literary quivers if they hope to hit a reader’s bullseye.

    

     Science fiction and fantasy readers are a pleasure to write for, because they pick up a story with an open mind and a fully engaged willing suspension of disbelief. Their willingness to explore the unknown with an author allows the author greater latitude to use words that are uncommon or are past their heyday. It won’t bother these readers if a character dresses in a camblet. Accordingly, let me close with a luculent obsecration for my reader’s patience and understanding if my love of words sometimes strikes you as a confusing admixture of erudition and verbosity. Please keep in mind that the purpose of each word is not only to connect the dots, but also to shade and color all of the space in between.

Thanks for letting me ramble.

CK 1/6/12

SSB-CP Excerpt from EARTH ANGEL

Good evening, Saturday Spankings Bloghoppers. It's not fair for Ken to have all the fun, so here is something from Earth Angel by Charlie Kenmore. Prince Dzhok of the Qpiad ("Jack" when Earthside) is fondly recalling the day Salash's eyes turned green (the sign of maturity in the High Sidhe), the day they made love for the first time, and the events leading up to that moment. Salash had just used her powers to move the roots of an iron banyon tree, causing Jack to fall into a river. Jack had no sense of humor. Enjoy!

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     She could have trounced him in a fair fight. The High Sidhe are much stronger physically than the Qpiad who are primarily lovers, not fighters.  But this was not a fair fight. She had managed to get her hands in front of her, and had pushed up arching her body. Jack used her arch to his advantage and slid his bent knee under her tummy. She threw a hand back to ward him off, but he grabbed her hand and twisted her arm behind her back.  What came next was unthinkable! So without thinking, he raised his right hand and brought it flashing downward resulting in a resounding smack on her pert little upturned bottom. Before she could utter the first of many “Ouch”’s, “How dare you”’s, and “I’m telling”’s, the second hard smack was on its way. Whack! Smack! Crack! Salash wriggled and squirmed, but he held her securely over his knee. 

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Here’s how to find the rest of the fun at Saturday Spankings Blogspot.

http://saturdayspankings.blogspot.com/

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Be sure to check out Ken Charles's free cp short story valentine “The Widow" on this blog. ‬http://charliekenmore.blogspot.com/2014/01/ken-charless-valentine-widow.html

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An Open Apology for “Capcha”: 

I love to hear your comments. Every author loves to hear positive comments. Every author who is serious about improving her or his work should at least give thoughtful consideration to constructive negative comments, the key word being “constructive”. Sorry about the “Capcha”, but I had a run in with some nasty trolls a while back. I’d no sooner block a name, than the same individual (same misspelled words and grammatical errors) would post under another name. I had to add moderation to the comments. I didn't realize that moderating at my end added a “capcha" at yours. Once again, sorry for any inconvenience. CK

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Check out Earth Angel: 

http://www.amazon.com/Earth-Angel-Charlie-kenmore/dp/1615724850/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1391616317&sr=1-2&keywords=Earth+Angel+Kenmore

There are seven parallel worlds known as the Seven Realms which are separated by a Veil. Six are inhabited by all manner of entities, some natural, some not. That may not be the case for much longer. The first portion of the High Sidhe Prophecy of the Sevens has been fulfilled. The Anarch, who is one with the Veil, has escaped. If she chooses, she can part or drop the Veil or she can lift the Veil in its entirety. The Seven Realms will converge. The laws of physics and magic will collide head on. Unless she is stopped, there will be nothing left. Queen Amura has called for an assembly of the signatories to the High Sidhe's Second Accords, a multi-realm peace treaty to consider how to deal with the threat of the Anarch. An Earthside TechnoWitch and other dark forces also are seeking to control the Anarch. Prince Dzhok (Jack) , High Sidhe Ambassador Salash (Jack's oldest friend and lover), and Valkyrie Brunhilde set out to find and befriend the Anarch before all is lost.

SSB - Ken Charles's "The Lighthouse"

What could be more dramatic than adventure on the high seas? The Sea Hawk, Mutiny on the Bounty, Master and Commander, well, not exactly. The Perfect Storm, getting closer. Here is "The Lighthouse". Enjoy!

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CRACK!

“Damnedest thing I’ve ever seen! Thunder with no lightning?”

“Hell, it’s the storm of the decade out there, Captain! We must be nearing Friar’s Point by now. But where the hell is the beacon?”

“Storm must have knocked it out. But don’t worry, lad. Old Man MacGregor has manned that lighthouse for forty years. He’ll find a way to guide us home.”

CRACK!

“But I thought the Old Man’s retired, Sir! His Granddaughter took over last year.”

“Doesn’t matter. In a storm like this, MacGregor is sure to lend a helping hand.”

“Look thirty degrees aft, Captain. There’s a glowing red light! It’s faint, but it must be coming from the lighthouse!”

“Told you MacGregor would find a way!”

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“From now on, you’ll do the bloody scheduled maintenance on schedule! And get that bottom up higher, Missy. There are sailors depending on us!” CRACK!

KC Copyright‭ ‬2005‭;‬ Moral rights to be identified as the author of‭ “‬The Lighthouse‭” ‬asserted worldwide‭ (‬including in Great Britain in accordance with Sections‭ ‬77‭ ‬and‭ ‬78‭ ‬of the Copyright,‭ ‬Designs and Patent Act of‭ ‬1988‭)

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An Open Apology for “Capcha”: 

I love to hear your comments. Every author loves to hear positive comments. Every author who is serious about improving her or his work should at least give thoughtful consideration to constructive negative comments, the key word being “constructive”. Sorry about the “Capcha”, but I had a run in with some nasty trolls a while back. I’d no sooner block a name, than the same individual (same misspelled words and grammatical errors) would post under another name. I had to add moderation to the comments. I didn't realize that moderating at my end added a “capcha" at yours. Once again, sorry for any inconvenience. CK

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Be sure to check out Ken Charles's free cp short story valentine “The Widow" on this blog. http://charliekenmore.blogspot.com/2016/01/the-widow-by-ken-charles.html

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Also available from Ken Charles:

The Naughty Ladies Of Cotton Glen


http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0092Y0ELU

For our friends in Europe:

http://www.amazon.it/Naughty-Ladies-Cotton-Glen-ebook/dp/B0092Y0ELU

The Mercies of Cinderella 

This is no Disney princess‭!

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01B1W4YWK