Third Stop of #ThereisnoeyedropsinHell Blog Tour
Hello, and welcome to the third stop of my urban fantasy novel, the #ThereisnoeyedropsinHell Blog Tour for my new release, an urban fantasy novel, How the Vortex Changed My Life.
There are some facts about my new release that readers don’t know about. Not until now, of course.
-----Many of the demons mentioned in this novel have actual name of demons mentioned in mythology. Like Abraxas. This demon is considered the Supreme Unknown in gnostic theogony and the source of 365 emanations in Persian mythology. His name is found on gems and amulets, and is associated with the word “abracadabra.” Of course, I changed the demonic character in my story, from what the being originally did. Another one is a main baddie in the book: Azazel. Azazel is the chief of the Se’irim, or goat-demons, who haunted the desert and to whom most primitive Semitic (most likely non-Hebrew) tribes offered sacrifices. The name Azazel may be derived from azaz and el meaning "strong one of God." It is thought that Azazel may have been derived from the Canaanite god, Asiz, who caused the sun to burn strongly. It has also been theorized that he has been influenced by the Egyptian god, Seth. Also real, are Behemoth and Leviathan, who worked for the Azazel in my novel. Behemoth is a spirit of the desert, possibly derives from the Egyptian for "water buffalo" or from the Egyptian deity, Taueret, about whom the Greek historian, Herodotus, wrote. Leviathan was a large whale-like sea creature, who may have had 7 heads according to some legends. Sometimes, the creature was mentioned as female, at others, male. Of course, Lucifer is on the urban fantasy.
-----Maybe to those who live in Richmond or a nearby county, the buildings and streets named in here, may be familiar, but to those from elsewhere, many of the places mentioned are real. Funny thing, about Chop Suey Books mentioned in the book, is that I will be doing a book signing there Friday, October 13th!
-----Cat’s husband was originally to be the demon, Tom Lipton, she and the others met the first time they would battle the demons in the corridor outside Hell, inside the vortex. Instead, I changed it to an ex-boyfriend from her past. Will Cat’s ex and the secretary he married be in the next book? Maybe. We shall see.
-----Originally, the Archangel Bob was to be Gabriel, but instead I decided to go the route of the Angel George, and make him have a common name, for more comedic effect.
-----The last thing that readers don’t know is the title of How the Vortex Changed My Life was to have been Once Upon a Hellish Fairy Tale. Aren’t you just glad I changed it?
Leave a comment, leaving your name and the comment, to be entered in this short blog tour’s giveaway, where one winner will win a gift certificate of $20.oo from Amazon, where you can buy the paperback copy of , or the Kindle version, plus stuff on Amazon (you might think about one of my books even). Check my blog, http://pamelakkinney.blogspot.com/ on October 16, 2017, at Noon, Eastern time, to see if your name is picked. If it is, you will need to leave me a comment with your name and email (don’t worry, I must approve comments and I won’t post it on my blog, just email you, so we can get you your prize).
Pamela K. Kinney
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You can visit the past two blogs I have, plus the last one this coming Friday for Supernatural Friday on my blog:
October 8, 2017: I Smell Sheep Reviews: http://www.ismellsheep.com/
October 9, 2017: KMN Books: http://kmnbooks.blogspot.com/
October 13, 2017: Fantastic Dreams of Pamela K. Kinney:
Cat Viggolone just can’t get a break. She'd gotten married, but that ended when the husband left her for his younger secretary. She'd wanted children. That flew out the window along with the cheating husband. There’s the career, but working a window at the Virginia DMV can’t really be classified as a great career choice. At thirty-three, her life had become positively dull. then the vortex opened.
Sucked up into a corridor just outside of Hell, she meets Connor, a werewolf, and Larry, a demon that looks like a blue-eyed eyeball. They escape back to earth, only to find that the vortex has opened up in downtown Richmond. The town is going to hell, literally. Besides a grayness seeping out and turning all living things into zombies, monsters and demons are invading Cat’s world.
Will Cat and her new friends (including an angel named George) be able to stop the vortex before it claims the entire planet? Cat’s life is definitely no longer humdrum and ordinary.
Connor and I arrived at some stone steps. We clattered up them and into the Richmond Public Library. After we stepped into the foyer and passed the circulation desk we looked around, unsure of where to go. I saw a room to the left of us, pointed at it, and we slipped inside. Rows and rows of books in shelves lined the area like soldiers marching behind each other. A portly man in khaki pants, white shirt, and a blue, flowered tie sat behind a desk. He looked up and smiled.
"Can I be of assistance?" His smile faltered as he stared past me.
He's seen Larry. This won't be good.
He stood, his forehead wrinkling. "That's pretty life like. What is it? A balloon? I can't see any string attached to it."
Deciding not to beat around the bush, I blurted, "He's not a balloon. He's an eyeball—actually, he's a demon."
The man said, "Are you trying to say that whatever it is, is alive?"
"Kinda. I guess demons are sort of alive."
The librarian walked over to us and poked at Larry. Larry didn't like it and started that weird bleating noise he could make and bumped against the man. He bumped him so hard, he almost knocked the librarian over. The man managed to stay on his feet, and took a couple of steps back as he wiped the finger on his pants as if Larry had given him cooties.
Connor grabbed the librarian by the same finger and squeezed hard. The man cried out.
Connor let go. "Larry doesn't like people poking at him." He glared. "It's rude. Besides, how would you like it if I poked at you?" Connor proceeded to do just that.
The librarian stumbled back. "Okay, okay. But what is that thing? The lady called it a demon, but demons aren't real. Right?"
Connor snorted. "That thing is a demon like the lady said and if it wasn't for him, I'd been dead within hours after I got trapped in Hell." Larry bumped against Connor and made another noise I never heard before, like a cat's purr. "I find Larry is a lot more 'human' than you humans are."
"Well, you look as human as the rest of us," said the librarian with a snotty attitude, "and that eye beastie definitely doesn't." He narrowed his eyes. "This library is for humans only. I mean, non-human things can't get a library card issued to them." He saw Connor give him a glowering look and inched away. "Well, I'm pretty sure that's the rules."
I spoke up. "We're not here to borrow a book." I snuck a look at the front entrance. "We needed a place to hide in. You see, a monster is after us. A very big monster. And there are others outside like it and Larry here. A vortex opened not far from here and downtown Richmond is turning gray and I don't mean Confederate gray either. Richmond's new address is now a part of the Hell dimension. The whole world is doomed. And I don't think it really matters whether Larry can be issued a library card, or what species can use this library."
The librarian's mouth opened and shut in shock, his eyes bulging and looking like tennis balls. He sputtered, "You're nuts." He cut a glance at Larry who hovered closer to him. "I think you guys are pulling something on me. That thing has got to be fake."
I grabbed him by his ugly tie. "Look, Hell is taking over Richmond, and soon, Virginia, not long after, the U.S., and from there, maybe the world. So, get over it.Larry is not fake. He's a demon, plain and simple, but maybe you can't comprehend it. I know I couldn't at first. That means no more people checking out books, no more Christmas, cute fluffy kittens, no more anything good and right for humankind. Just demons, Hell, and the end of life as we know it."
The librarian ripped his tie out of my hand and looked at me like I'd sprouted horns and a pitchfork myself. I must have been tougher on him than I thought.
A growl reached my ears, along with an awful miasma slamming up my nostrils. I reeled around. With an African American lady librarian clasped in one clawed paw and a patron speared by the claws of the other, the monster that had been chasing us stood by the circulation desk. The patron kept screaming while the librarian hung unconscious and limp like a wet noodle.
I watched with horror as the monster snarled and slurped the patron's head into its mouth, effectively cutting off the screaming. The librarian with us took off, yelling something about monsters not being in his job description...
Big thanks to my good friend and author, Pamela K. Kinney!
Happy Writing :->