Hello Readers! So sorry it’s taken so long to update this blog. But I’ve got good news, the mass was removed from my stomach, and it was benign. The mass they found was over 15 pounds, so I’m about 25 pounds lighter because of the surgery. :-p I’m almost 100% back to my healthy self and I’m feeling really good. Anyway, it probably goes without saying that I’m definitely behind schedule on my book releases. However, by the end of January 2015 I will have firm release dates for New Hope City’s sequel and the new installments for After The Darkness. Thanks for your patience.
Life Changes and An Update
31 OctI just wanted to let my readers know that I have NOT dropped off the face of the planet. The past month has been INSANE. To make a long story short I have surgery next week and I’ll be down for at least a month. The short of it is that I have a very large mass in my abdomen which must be removed so I need to go in for surgery. This thing came out of the blue and really scared me, so I’ve been focused on myself for the past month, just trying to stay healthy and calm. But don’t worry, my doctor expects me to fully recover. So I plan to be back soon with more stories, books and blog posts. Wish me luck.
Free Fiction: New Hope City (Book #2) Excerpt
15 SepI’ve been hard at work on the sequel to New Hope City. It’s been tough, but I think it’s going to be one of my best works to date. Here’s a tiny excerpt of the new novel. Enjoy! Also, if you haven’t left a review for New Hope City, please do so now. Thank you so much!
New Hope City – Book #2 (Excerpt)
Sliding my blade across the Captain’s throat would be the sweetest thing I ever done. Does that make me evil, Tony?
Sunni looks out from the rooftop at the dusty, sundrenched city two stories below as she talks to Tony. She tries to remember his face—calm and confident, not the death mask he wore as he bled to death in the trunk of Carlos’ car.
New Hope’s a lot worse off with you not in it. Squatters and campers got this side of town bursting at the seams and everybody’s still scared of the Captain.
A siren whines in the distance then it fades. Just below Sunni’s perch on the roof, a wild-haired man wields a machete. He spews a stream of epithets at a group of laughing teens who mock him. Nothing to see here, the same it’s been for the past four years and probably longer than that.
I didn’t keep my promise like I said I would. Every day I keep telling myself that I’m going to make them pay for what they did to you…to me…but…I never do. I keep dreaming and planning and pretending, but I never do nothing. Maybe I’m still the scared little girl you took in years ago.
Sunni closes her eyes and tries to imagine what it was like before the whole fucking world went to hell. But she can’t see it. She can’t imagine anything different from what she’s been seeing most of her life. Fuck it. She opens her eyes and takes it all in, the crazed machete wielding man, the angry, fucked up teens out to steal, rape and get high, the hundred or so tents and shacks in the dirt field across the street. This is the way the world is—fucked up and dog eat dog.
The trademark rumble of Danny’s rusted, blue pickup drowns out the noise of the encampment. He’s just a half block away but driving dangerously fast down the crumbled road. His front tire rams hard into the golf ball sized pothole as he comes to a stop just beneath Sunni’s spot on the roof.
“Sunni,” he yells out as he jumps out of the truck and makes his way to the bed.
Sunni comes to the edge of the roof and peers over it. A teenage girl’s laying in the trunk’s open bed, her navy blue school uniform, soiled black and brown with dirt, her limbs sprawled into a wild arrangement, her hair littered with stiff, red and orange leaves, and her face bruised but strangely peaceful.
“This one’s alive,” Danny calls out.
Alive? That snaps Sunni out of her dazed fascination with what she thought was a corpse. But it’s not a corpse, it’s a real living being. She rushes down the roof’s access stairs past the cluster of small, makeshift apartments on the second floor and down to the dark, dingy bar on the main level. The bar patrons’ demands for answers are ignored as she pulls a small cooler from the shelf beneath the register. Four glass canisters filled with clear liquid sit in a pool of melting ice, she grabs one of them, and then she gets a syringe from the wooden box on the shelf.
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SunHi Mistwalker writes fiction set in dystopian and post-apocalyptic worlds. Her new novel New Hope City, a dark coming-of-age story set in a post-apocalyptic America, follows the life of Sunni Brown, a teenage girl exploited by sex traffickers who tries to get a fresh start when she meets a disillusioned cop. She is also the author of the science fiction series After The Darkness. Please sign up for the mailing list for receive updates, freebies and special discounts. You can also follow SunHi on Twitter and Facebook.
Post-Apocalyptic Fashion For A Disgusting Violent Planet – WTF?
13 SepOkay, I’ve got to give it to people in the fashion world, they KNOW how to make a statement. Watch this video:
At 1:43, this guy, I don’t know if he’s the designer or not, but he says, “This new style is about surviving in a violent, disgusting planet.” Cue the video footage of super skinny, super hot models parading around a stage, dressed in fashionably–I don’t even know how to describe these clothes, I mean these people have got like huge–I mean HUGE glass/plastic spheres around their necks and their hands are like protruding through the holes in the sphere, locked in place with padlocks. I mean what the f*** (I’m trying to stop cussing) — I just couldn’t help but nearly fall over laughing. This guy is as French as they come. You can almost envision him sitting in some Parisian cafe chain smoking and he’s talking about surviving a violent, disgusting planet as if he has ever faced TRUE violence. I’m not mad at this guy, I just couldn’t take him seriously. But that’s not all. He goes on and says: “Fashion should express this opposition to the future. We don’t want this future…” You know, I don’t want this future either. I don’t want this violent, disgusting PRESENT either, but I serious don’t that anyone will wear these clothes and think “I am opposing the future.” Uhm, yeah…I just don’t.
SunHi Mistwalker writes fiction set in dystopian and post-apocalyptic worlds. Her new novel New Hope City, a dark coming-of-age story set in a post-apocalyptic America, follows the life of Sunni Brown, a teenage girl exploited by sex traffickers who tries to get a fresh start when she meets a disillusioned cop. She is also the author of the science fiction series After The Darkness. Please sign up for the mailing list for receive updates, freebies and special discounts. You can also follow SunHi on Twitter and Facebook.
5 Signs That Your City Is Becoming A Post-Apocalyptic Hell Zone
31 JulAs much as most of us won’t admit it, the financial and social well-being of America is on the decline in many cities. That’s why you must immediately recognize the signs that the little cute dystopia you call home may be turning into a real life post-apocalyptic hell zone.
Sign #1 – You have two bachelor’s degrees, one master’s degree, an IQ of 200 and you’re a card carrying member of Mensa and you still can’t find a job. Even most dystopias need to hire someone to pull the torture lever when interrogating members of the resistance. So, if you can’t find work, you’re probably living in a post-apocalyptic hell zone.
Sign #2 – You’re the only living soul in a 20 mile radius and you don’t live in rural America. If you find that all your neighbors have moved away and left their houses to rot and become infested with rats and vicious criminals, then your city has definitely moved from a sweet dystopia filled with romance and good feelings to a full out apocalyptic nightmare.
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Sign #3 – You’ve gone to great lengths to make your home appear to be filled with an extended family of 30, plus a vicious dog when in reality it’s just you, your elderly mom and a three-legged mutt named Tiger. If you find yourself working overtime to give the appearance that someone is home by running lights, TV’s, radios, and random sounds streamed from your laptop because you fear that someone will strip your home right down to the frame while you’re on the street collecting scrap metal, then you probably live in a post-apocalyptic city.
Sign #4 – You’re dodging bullets on your way to the mailbox. If you’re always looking over your shoulder for fear that someone is following you, or if you’re wearing a bulletproof vest anytime you go to the bank, then your city is probably a post-apocalyptic hell hole.
Sign #5 – Even the postman won’t deliver your mail. The American postal system promises to deliver mail rain or shine, even in the event of a nuclear holocaust. So, if your postman hasn’t shown up to deliver your mail in years, you’re definitely trapped in a post-apocalyptic city.
Post-apocalyptic cities like the one in my novel New Hope City don’t get that way overnight. They get there over a long period of time. It’s like a cancer eating away at the fabric of the society, day by day. If you’re smart you’ll recognize the signs and get out while you still can. Do you live in a post-apocalyptic city? If so, share your experiences and/or photos, if you dare.
SunHi Mistwalker writes fiction set in dystopian and post-apocalyptic worlds. Her new novel New Hope City, a dark coming-of-age story set in a post-apocalyptic America, follows the life of Sunni Brown, a teenage girl exploited by sex traffickers who tries to get a fresh start when she meets a disillusioned cop. She is also the author of the science fiction series After The Darkness. Please sign up for the mailing list for receive updates, freebies and special discounts. You can also follow SunHi on Twitter and Facebook.
Please Don’t Waste Your Life
26 JulI found this cool image on the internet and I wanted to share it.
This is probably one of the most powerful images I’ve found on the internet. So many people, myself included, waste time and energy on the things that aren’t important. Let’s take this woman’s advice and invest the life we have into living to the fullest, whatever that means for us.
SunHi Mistwalker writes fiction set in dystopian and post-apocalyptic worlds. Her new novel New Hope City, a dark coming-of-age story set in a post-apocalyptic America, follows the life of Sunni Brown, a teenage girl exploited by sex traffickers who tries to get a fresh start when she meets a disillusioned cop. She is also the author of the science fiction series After The Darkness. Please sign up for the mailing list for receive updates, freebies and special discounts. You can also follow SunHi on Twitter and Facebook.
Google Glass Can Read Your Mind
10 JulJust came across this article at BBC about how using a Google Glass hack you can get the device to read your mind (kind of) and get it to do things like take a picture just by thinking it. I guess humans are getting closer to becoming cyborgs everyday. Below is an excerpt and link:
Google Glass has been hacked so that it can be controlled by brainwaves.
By combining the smart glasses with an electroencephalography (EEG) headset, the software makes it possible to take a picture without moving a muscle.
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An EEG headset can be used to measure when certain parts of the brain show a greater level of activity.
In this case, the MindRDR software monitors when the wearer engages in high levels of concentration.
Within Google Glass’s “screen” – a small window that appears in the corner of the wearer’s right eye – a white horizontal line is shown.
As a user concentrates, the white line rises up the screen. Once it reaches the top, a picture is taken using Glass’s inbuilt camera.
Read the rest at BBC.
SunHi Mistwalker writes fiction set in dystopian and post-apocalyptic worlds. Her new novel New Hope City, a dark coming-of-age story set in a post-apocalyptic America, follows the life of Sunni Brown, a teenage girl exploited by sex traffickers who tries to get a fresh start when she meets a disillusioned cop. She is also the author of the science fiction series After The Darkness. Please sign up for the mailing list for receive updates, freebies and special discounts. You can also follow SunHi on Twitter and Facebook.
