It’s not something that many of us want to think about. What happens at the end of our lives? It is the big question the one that has spurred the curiosity of philosophers and doctors for ages. The Greeks had a place for the dead in Hades. Depending on a person’s heroic status in life, one was assigned to the Elysian fields, or to the Asphodel Meadows or if you were really naughty in life Tartarus. The Celts too had their vision of the afterlife: a happy otherworld where no one went hungry, and no soldier ever lost a battle. Love, there, was indeed eternal—or at least until your next life.

Playing with the idea of death is a mainstay of storytelling. A way to illicit a rise out of readers it can be the ultimate tool to manipulate their emotions. In movies and fiction, writers can use it as a threat against our heroines from whence the hero must save her, or make it a painful backstory to draw more sympathy from our readers.

What one never hears about, is how actually going through it might affect the writer of said stories. How one can turn it into a story.

Most religions have their ideas of what happens after death. Some people believe the soul goes to a heaven or hell according to their life’s deeds and beliefs. Some believe we reach a kind of nirvana if we’ve lived out all our lives lessons, or we return for another round if we have not. Some believe we simply cease to be, we “return” in becoming fertilizer for the Earth.

For my Stacy, the heroine of my latest paranormal/urban fantasy romance PASSION’s SACRED DANCE, death proves itself to be part of that endless cycle of death and rebirth. Her family line runs the gamut of world—and in particular Celtic—history. Therefore, the Otherworld has a rather open door policy for her. Yet to her surprise, her ancestors return, in ghostly form, and bring her to the understanding of the legacy they are charged with. Her family must protect the sacred ground from falling into the wrong hands. What sacred ground and what will happen if she fails in her duty? It’s enough to make a girl go mad! Fortunately, she has some help in sorting out all these crazy new visions when an ancient druidic warrior steps into the crazy scene.

If you’d like to read more, here’s the blurb for PASSION’S SACRED DANCE:

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Battling mounting debt, Stacy Macken is determined not to lose her historic art gallery. When Aaron Fielding appears and offers to help, she fights to keep the attraction sizzling between them from clouding her judgment. He may be her savior in disguise–but can she trust him?

Aaron intrigues her with tales of the Tuatha dé Danann, sworn warriors who protect humanity from the monsters seeking their destruction. If Aaron can prove what he claims, she would give up anything to help–even the gallery he claims is sacred ground. But with her property set to stage the next epic battle, she needs answers. An old family diary will confirm the ancient legend is true, if only they can find it in time.

If the battle is lost, the enemy will take control of Earth for the next five hundred years. Stacy and Aaron’s budding love might only complicate things.

 

PASSION’S SACRED DANCE is available for Kindle and in paperback from Amazon, The Wild Rose Press, Itunes, Kobo, and coming soon to other etailers.  All Romance Ebooks     Bookstrand 

What do you think happens after your death? Would you like to be able to come back to help out your descendants, if need be? Would you like help from your ancestors, in sticky situations?

Stacy rubbed a finger across her wrist. All that remained of Lilly flowed in

her veins. Once again, her heart seized on the thought. Damned by my own DNA. “Why did it have to be me?”

Who better? Her mother would never believe it. Grandma? No. Maybe she was her family’s best choice for steward.

I don’t know what I can do. But could she afford to let such a loss happen again? She was no warrior, and yet, she could be. If Lilly had learned, if Ruth had tried, how could she do less…?

She knew of evil far more tangible—terrorists, serial killers, people whose imaginations were to blame for their actions—not mythological devils.

Yet, she couldn’t deny the strange things that had taken place recently. What was it, if not all a part of Aaron’s claim?

She would have scoffed at the idea, but she’d read it for herself. Throughout her life, her ancestor continued to speak in earnest through her diary, citing the evil they’d vanquished, the strange visions of angels, of life and of death. It had to be real. As strange and surreal as it seemed, there was no other explanation.

Knights, angels, there were few in this century or in this city. Yet, one sat here in her living room waiting for her to make a decision. Clenching her fists, banishing the scenes of Lilly’s sorrow, she opened the bathroom window, and took a deep breath of the frigid air.

Would this winter never end?

Thanks, Ivy, for hosting me!

You’re so welcome, Juli, any time!

 

JuliDRevezzob (1)Juli D. Revezzo has long been in love with writing, a love built by devouring everything from the Arthurian legends, to the works of Michael Moorcock, and the classics and has a soft spot for classic the “Goths” of the 19th century. Her short fiction has been published in Dark Things II: Cat Crimes, The Scribing Ibis, Eternal Haunted Summer, Twisted Dreams Magazine and Luna Station Quarterly. She also has an article and book review or two out there. But her heart lies in the storytelling. She is a member of Independent Authors Network and Magic Appreciation Tour. Passion’s Sacred Dance is her first romance novel.

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