For some people, it's the sight of a mountain they haven't climbed. For others, it's all about seeing a stretch of road they haven't run. For me, there's nothing more wonderful or terrifying in this world than a blank page, whether it's an actual sheet of paper or a new file in my editor. "I dare you!" it says. "Go on, then, say something! Assert a truth, give life to someone extraordinary! Create a world!"
Terrifying, as I say. So I spent many years NOT being a writer, NOT rising to that challenge. I suppose I can call those my Hemingway years, spent doing everything BUT writing. I was a symphony cellist and a software engineer, I was an actor and director for the stage and a filmmaker. But my greatest joy still came from writing. There is no greater thrill for a playwright than to see actors bring her characters to life and for an audience to fall in love with them just as she fell in love with them in the writing. It was that thrill that got me to return to writing novels full time.
I currently live in North Carolina with my partner and my cats. When I'm not working (and my editor isn't looking), I run, practice aikido, play computer games and remodel my hundred year old house.
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by Jordan MacLean
Series: Lords of Syon Saga, Book Two.
Approx. 148,530 words.
Published on August 31, 2013 by
Renda of Brannagh is in her element again but at a terrible cost. She has seen everything she fought to protect, everything she loved, destroyed in the space of a season. Despite the crippling loss, she knows she will have to sacrifice more, for the only way to win this new war against those who destroyed her home is to hunt them all the way back to theirs: Byrandia.
Sword of Hemlock
by Jordan MacLean
Series: Lords of Syon Saga, Book One.
Approx. 146,530 words.
Published on January 31, 2013 by
"Renda, you miss the war like an old love, and in the missing, you forget the bad of it. The dead, the maimed. Sure you'd not take it all back."
"Would I not?"
For Renda of Brannagh, born and raised to be a knight, peace doesn't sit well. Neither does being a lady. But she must learn to combine the two, and learn what she lacks, in order to come into her own.
For prophecy is a delicate thing.
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