D.L. Kramer's Blog
September 27, 2015
Olorun Book 5 Rough Draft Finished
The rough draft for Olorun, book 5 in the Chronicles of Nahtan series is finished. I'm starting the preliminary editing and the book will be available on Amazon before the end of the year.
It is available for pre-order now, so anyone who pre-orders it will receive it automatically once I upload the final file as soon as it's finished.
You can pre-order it here:
It is available for pre-order now, so anyone who pre-orders it will receive it automatically once I upload the final file as soon as it's finished.
You can pre-order it here:
September 19, 2015
Olorun now available for pre-order
Olorun, book 5 in the Chronicles of Nahtan, is now available for pre-order on Amazon. You can find it here:
September 7, 2015
Working on Olorun - Exerpt - Fight Scene
I’m working on Olorun, Book 5 in the Chronicles of Nahtan. I’m about half way through the first draft, so there’s still lots of writing, editing and polishing ahead. But I’m working on it everyday trying to get it done for my readers. Since I write these books to be “fast reads� and not bogged down with page after page of senseless bloat and description, that also makes writing them go a little faster. (Do we really need six pages to saddle a horse anyway?)
Just for a teaser, I thought I’d post a bit of the fight scene I’m currently working on. Please keep in mind this is only the second draft of it, so a lot can change between now and when the book is finished and ready to publish on Amazon. If you’ve read the books this far, you’ll all know Nahtan and Brijade. Jedrik is a new character in this book.
So here you go:
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Nahtan drove his sword forward and down, using the weight to block Jedrik’s swing and push his blade to the side. The move gave Brijade an opening to score a strong hit on Jedrik’s back and she took it as soon as she saw it.
Jedrik turned a second too late, realizing which way she was coming from. He didn’t quite avoid the blow, and grunted at the force she hit him with. Nahtan turned his sword, swinging for Jedrik’s other side as Brijade ducked out of the way. Jedrik caught the movement and blocked Nahtan’s swing.
Nahtan saw Brijade step back, waiting for another opening as he pressed his attack fully on Jedrik. Nahtan didn’t let up his attacks, letting the weight of his sword wear down Jedrik’s defenses.
Their swords clanged back and forth as Jedrik tried to gain the upper hand. He swung for Nahtan’s left side, but before Nahtan could react, Brijade’s sword was there, stopping the blow before Jedrik could connect. Jedrik immediately pulled back, but Brijade followed through, managing a quick cut through the buckles on the side of his breastplate.
Jedrik cursed and turned to get away from her before she could cut deeper. Brijade easily moved out of his sword’s range. Nahtan changed tactics, coming in low with a punch under Jedrik’s arm while Brijade distracted him with another swing high for his shoulders that he was forced to raise his arms to block.
Jedrik turned suddenly, dropping low and one leg lashing out, catching Nahtan and sweeping his leg out from under him. Nahtan’s balance went off and he fell heavily to the ground.
Just for a teaser, I thought I’d post a bit of the fight scene I’m currently working on. Please keep in mind this is only the second draft of it, so a lot can change between now and when the book is finished and ready to publish on Amazon. If you’ve read the books this far, you’ll all know Nahtan and Brijade. Jedrik is a new character in this book.
So here you go:
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Nahtan drove his sword forward and down, using the weight to block Jedrik’s swing and push his blade to the side. The move gave Brijade an opening to score a strong hit on Jedrik’s back and she took it as soon as she saw it.
Jedrik turned a second too late, realizing which way she was coming from. He didn’t quite avoid the blow, and grunted at the force she hit him with. Nahtan turned his sword, swinging for Jedrik’s other side as Brijade ducked out of the way. Jedrik caught the movement and blocked Nahtan’s swing.
Nahtan saw Brijade step back, waiting for another opening as he pressed his attack fully on Jedrik. Nahtan didn’t let up his attacks, letting the weight of his sword wear down Jedrik’s defenses.
Their swords clanged back and forth as Jedrik tried to gain the upper hand. He swung for Nahtan’s left side, but before Nahtan could react, Brijade’s sword was there, stopping the blow before Jedrik could connect. Jedrik immediately pulled back, but Brijade followed through, managing a quick cut through the buckles on the side of his breastplate.
Jedrik cursed and turned to get away from her before she could cut deeper. Brijade easily moved out of his sword’s range. Nahtan changed tactics, coming in low with a punch under Jedrik’s arm while Brijade distracted him with another swing high for his shoulders that he was forced to raise his arms to block.
Jedrik turned suddenly, dropping low and one leg lashing out, catching Nahtan and sweeping his leg out from under him. Nahtan’s balance went off and he fell heavily to the ground.
July 2, 2015
Book 4 in Chronicles of Nahtan
Edgewind, the fourth book in the Chronicles of Nahtan is finished and listed on Amazon.
This series takes place several years after the end of Nahtan's Way. The next book, Olorun, will be posted as soon as it's completed, with the final book, Herridon, to follow after that.
Here's a short excerpt:
Rial kept his gaze low as he watched Lady Takis sparring with one of the Mo'ani warriors. Her red cloak and narrow curved sword seemed to flow together in a series of well choreographed movements, each always a step ahead of the unlucky Mo'ani who had accepted her challenge.
Her fierce brutality and deep hatred for the church guards didn't puzzle Rial like it did some of the others. She had suffered the loss of her family while young, just like him, but yet she had found a way to balance that with honor and loyalty--two things he could not reconcile with his own thoughts and feelings. He had sworn fealty to Nahtan at his coronation, just like the others, and he would uphold his oath. He felt no deep emotion for the words, however, which had tasted hollow to him.
His dark gaze shifted when Nahtan's daughter approached him slowly, her hands clasped in front of her and her blue eyes pinned on him. She came to stand beside him, then lowered herself to sit at his side.
"She really wants papa to fight her again," Valry noted, her tone easy as she shifted her gaze to the fight several yards from them. "He's afraid the only way he could win is to cheat, though, so he won't until she's beaten every other Mo'ani here."
Rial looked down at her. "And how would you know that?" he asked. He wondered for a moment if their king used his young daughter as a confidant.
"I can feel his thoughts," she said, shrugging as if it were nothing. "I can feel any strong feelings from people," she continued after a moment, turning her eyes slowly up to him. "Why do you hate Lady Takis so much?"
"It's a mutual dislike," Rial returned.
"She doesn't trust you," Valry stated. "She doesn't know you well enough to really hate you. She feels like you betrayed her and the people from her hold."
"I suppose those are valid points," Rial agreed. He didn't have any remorse for the Takis Mo'ani who had died while with him in the southern villages. It was part of their jobs as soldiers.
Valry turned and looked up at him. Rial glanced at her and for a brief moment was struck by something in her eyes. Ancient and deep, he had a sudden vision of Valry standing at the edge of an incredibly deep chasm that contained more understanding and knowledge than was meant for any one lifetime to ever hold. He had an almost violent urge to grab her arm and pull her back from the edge. As suddenly as the vision came, it was gone, leaving him looking at the young girl sitting beside him.
Valry nodded her head slowly and turned to watch Lady Takis disarm the Mo'ani, then twist her sword back around with a surprising speed and press the tip of the blade to his throat. There was a mix of cheers and groans from the others, then an exchange of coins in more than one spot. Lady Takis released the Mo'ani, then turned to Nahtan, pursed her lips and motioned invitingly to the spot in front of her.
Rial noticed a subtle tensing in Valry, then heard her sigh as Nahtan spoke with Sewati, then unsheathed the longsword on Renato's saddle and walked to stand several feet in front of Lady Takis. Rial realized if Valry truly had the ability she claimed, she could very well be the key to their success or failure in the southern villages. For the first time in his life, he felt the beginnings of true loyalty--not to his king or land, but to the young girl sitting beside him.
Those Mo'ani who had come to protect her would remain within the boundaries of honor, while Rial knew he was not expected to. Quite possibly, his protection of her could be far more crucial--while also being far more subtle and unexpected by any church guards they encountered. Perhaps this princess was the reason he had returned to Herridon himself instead of sending one of his officers with his report.
This series takes place several years after the end of Nahtan's Way. The next book, Olorun, will be posted as soon as it's completed, with the final book, Herridon, to follow after that.
Here's a short excerpt:
Rial kept his gaze low as he watched Lady Takis sparring with one of the Mo'ani warriors. Her red cloak and narrow curved sword seemed to flow together in a series of well choreographed movements, each always a step ahead of the unlucky Mo'ani who had accepted her challenge.
Her fierce brutality and deep hatred for the church guards didn't puzzle Rial like it did some of the others. She had suffered the loss of her family while young, just like him, but yet she had found a way to balance that with honor and loyalty--two things he could not reconcile with his own thoughts and feelings. He had sworn fealty to Nahtan at his coronation, just like the others, and he would uphold his oath. He felt no deep emotion for the words, however, which had tasted hollow to him.
His dark gaze shifted when Nahtan's daughter approached him slowly, her hands clasped in front of her and her blue eyes pinned on him. She came to stand beside him, then lowered herself to sit at his side.
"She really wants papa to fight her again," Valry noted, her tone easy as she shifted her gaze to the fight several yards from them. "He's afraid the only way he could win is to cheat, though, so he won't until she's beaten every other Mo'ani here."
Rial looked down at her. "And how would you know that?" he asked. He wondered for a moment if their king used his young daughter as a confidant.
"I can feel his thoughts," she said, shrugging as if it were nothing. "I can feel any strong feelings from people," she continued after a moment, turning her eyes slowly up to him. "Why do you hate Lady Takis so much?"
"It's a mutual dislike," Rial returned.
"She doesn't trust you," Valry stated. "She doesn't know you well enough to really hate you. She feels like you betrayed her and the people from her hold."
"I suppose those are valid points," Rial agreed. He didn't have any remorse for the Takis Mo'ani who had died while with him in the southern villages. It was part of their jobs as soldiers.
Valry turned and looked up at him. Rial glanced at her and for a brief moment was struck by something in her eyes. Ancient and deep, he had a sudden vision of Valry standing at the edge of an incredibly deep chasm that contained more understanding and knowledge than was meant for any one lifetime to ever hold. He had an almost violent urge to grab her arm and pull her back from the edge. As suddenly as the vision came, it was gone, leaving him looking at the young girl sitting beside him.
Valry nodded her head slowly and turned to watch Lady Takis disarm the Mo'ani, then twist her sword back around with a surprising speed and press the tip of the blade to his throat. There was a mix of cheers and groans from the others, then an exchange of coins in more than one spot. Lady Takis released the Mo'ani, then turned to Nahtan, pursed her lips and motioned invitingly to the spot in front of her.
Rial noticed a subtle tensing in Valry, then heard her sigh as Nahtan spoke with Sewati, then unsheathed the longsword on Renato's saddle and walked to stand several feet in front of Lady Takis. Rial realized if Valry truly had the ability she claimed, she could very well be the key to their success or failure in the southern villages. For the first time in his life, he felt the beginnings of true loyalty--not to his king or land, but to the young girl sitting beside him.
Those Mo'ani who had come to protect her would remain within the boundaries of honor, while Rial knew he was not expected to. Quite possibly, his protection of her could be far more crucial--while also being far more subtle and unexpected by any church guards they encountered. Perhaps this princess was the reason he had returned to Herridon himself instead of sending one of his officers with his report.
