The Creatively Green Write at Home Mom: Guest Blog and Giveaway Isis, Vampires and Ghosts

Welcome to my world and what lies within.

Hi, my name is Janis and I’ve just released a new Urban Fantasy book titled Isis, Vampires and Ghosts – Oh My! which is the first book in my Other World series.

This post was originally published on my personal blog in January 2014 and came about as I was asked what the vampires in my world were like… and as I’d had to explain Isis for the cover design, that really only left ghosts, right?

And, in a low key shaking my assets moment, this post gives you a preview of my imagination and writing skills. Yes, I’m not just going to waffle on about being an awesome Writer and a not so well known Author, I’m going to show off my wares and my world… hmmm, not too sure if I have were creatures in my world… but there’s a thought. ;-)

I will admit now though, that on saying this is my writing skill… I’m worried it’s going to come across as crap! Oh dear.

Okay, and so here we go, what are Vampires, Ghosts and even Isis herself like in my world? Am I just another cookie cutter paranormal adventure writer? Or is there something a little bit different here, like there is in my world of blondes and mathematics. Let me know what you think!

We’ll go in title order and start with Isis… within my world Isis is the Mother Goddess of Pagan belief more than she is the ancient Egyptian Goddess. And, yes, she is real… aren’t all Gods and Goddess real?

Isis has been revered throughout the centuries since ancient Egypt and each generation has created their own image of her. The Greeks, Romans even through to Victorian England folk have worshipped her. And I don’t just mean the hokum revival of all things Egyptian that happened in the Victorian era. Some of those educated and cultured people still followed the ‘old ways’. — This is a true fact by the way, not just part of the story… actually it is this worship of Isis that helped make the story what it is.

But getting back to the story, my Isis is the Goddess that epitomises motherhood and being a strong woman. In looks, she is a pale skinned, dark eyed and dark haired woman of unknown years. I describe her like this:

‘…she was beautiful. And not in the way of a supermodel or how modern culture expected us to see a woman’s beauty. She held the flawless beauty that a young child only sees, through eyes clouded by love, in its mother and giver of life.’

Yeah, pretty much feel I nailed it with that one. ;-)

On to vampires… if any of you like my author page on Facebook you would have seen this description earlier in the week as it really did instigate this blog post. No, I wasn’t in need of a blog post idea, but it inspired one all the same.

Vampires in my world do not sparkle or smoulder. They are a parasitic beast that lives on, not by dyeing young and staying beautiful, but by existing in blood stained by the banishment of a demon eons ago. They possess a person body and soul, turning them undead to prolong the suffering and feed off their very essence until they are an empty husk and their soul writhes in purgatory for the evil deeds and horror their body has inflicted upon the world while possessed.

You can destroy the host with burning or beheading, but as long as there is a sample of blood left, the vampire can live on. If the host is killed in this way, their soul is still lost to purgatory. It can only be saved within the first cycle of the moon from the point of said possession, but you are saving them in soul only. And you will require the crucible of the Vampire possessing them to achieve this goal.

My vampires do not sparkle, and smoulder, they glower, manipulate and cause harm for pleasure. All good girls need a blessed silver dagger of Isis, a decent prayer book, a splash of holy water and the vampire’s crucible if seeking to rid the world of them. The gloves are optional.

Onto the Ghosts of my world. They don’t clank chains, slime you or even lift a penny up and slide it along a door to pretty music. No, they are the everyday people trapped between the world we know and their next life by a dark ritual. They were people who did a bad deed in front of the wrong person, got caught in the act and were then bled to the point their lives wavered between one world and the next. They are then bound to an item of their making, whether it be a wooden box they’ve carved, a scarf they’ve knitted or a flower they have grown. Ghosts then become tools of the person they are bound to; they become an extension of their power. A ghost is simply the remaining life force energy, the aura, of a person and the item they’re bound to merely the storage device they are kept in. When extra life force energy is required for a ceremony, spell or for protection, the ‘owner’ of the ghost simply draws on their life force to back up their own. Vampires and other Other World creatures of Darkness often have a collection of ghosts to add to their own powers as needed.

Who a ghost is bound to can change, possession taken or given in trade or ceremony. Although a ghost is the image and personality of the person they had been before death, their monotone appearance changes colour to match the aura of the person they are bonded to. In a way, it is also a show of power as it shows the world exactly what sort of person their ‘owner’ is through the colour of their aura.

Ghosts can be destroyed by the vessel they are bound to being burnt, but their souls are then trapped in purgatory with no chance of moving on to the next life. To save a ghost you must find the right ritual, heavily linked to their culture’s religious rituals. Once a ghost is freed in this manner, it moves on into the Light until the time of their rebirth.

As to the Oh My! part of the title… oh there are so many moments in my world that need an Oh My! to explain them. The BirdFolk of Wroth, Earthed demons, women in long white robes that look as if they’ve just taken the sheets and curtains down and put them on… it’s all there.

I will mention that this world of mine has many sides to it. There’s the ‘normal’ world up against the Other World. The people who walk in the Light against those who walk in the Darkness… and then all those fascinating people who have learnt to walk in the Grey in between all these sides.

And so, there it is! A sneak peek into my world. Now, I do hope you realise this is just the world within my next series of books. It starts with Isis, Vampires and Ghosts – Oh My! but there are at least another five books in my head to get out to continue the journey. My actual real life world is far duller and consists more of horde wrangling, Haus Frauing and magic tricks that make money come from nowhere and cover all the bills and outstanding debts. Then, of course, there is the hot chocolate. ;-)

I would like to thank The Creatively Green Write at Home Mom for allowing me to post.

Janis Hill. XXOO

Isis, Vampires and Ghosts – Oh My!

Other World Series

Book One

Janis Hill

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Publisher: Hague Publishing

ISBN: 978-0-9872652-7-2

Word Count: 90,000

Cover Artist: Jade Zivanovic

Book Description:

Too late to save her sister’s life, Stephanie Anders must now try to save her soul from the vampire who has possessed her, Branwyre, eighteenth vampire Lord of the Aegean.

With only the aid of the ghost of a pissed-off Buddhist monk with a potty mouth and the modern day Priestess of Isis, Stephanie must take on demons and other denizens of a world she knows nothing about if she is to succeed in banishing Branwyre.

But even more difficult than that, she must learn how to forgive her sister Estella for what she did to her if she is to have even half a chance of saving her soul. Welcome to a world within our own – the Other World.

Book Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wl_GYTFkU1c

Available at Hague Publishing

Extract from Isis, Vampires and Ghosts – Oh My! by Janis Hill

Chapter 5

Estella had the grace and timing to wake up just after I’d hauled her dead weight, literally, into the chair and balanced it there long enough the grab the rope.

“By the Light of Isis, what do you think you’re doing?” Her tone was nearly petulant enough to be the old Estella asking me, not the new peace-and-love one.

“Following your High Priestess’ instructions.” I grunted while tying her hands behind her back as best I could, before continuing to wrap the rope around her and the chair.

“But why are you tying me to a chair now?” she asked, aghast to realise just how tight I had done it. “Branwyre can’t take over until night time. We’ve got at least another hour.”

Ignoring her question for a moment, I snatched her right foot and tied it to the corresponding chair leg. Then, ignoring the attempted kick, did the same to her left one.

“Roxanna clearly states in her instructions here to gather the required items, purify them and set it all up, you included.” I waved the note at her before continuing to wrap her legs, backside and chair in the rope. Yeah, I’d gotten a decent amount. Who says two for one sales are a waste of time? “Nowhere in her instructions does it say we should stop for coffee and a chat. When I’ve got as much of it ready as I can before moonrise, I can actually have a rest. You know, something even we non-undead need to do from time to time.”

She went to protest, I even paused to watch the show I felt she was about to perform, but other than gaping a few times like a stunned fish, she stayed quiet. Wow, this Light of Isis was amazing if it could prevent the Queen of Whinge from speaking.

“Fine then,” she finally managed, a slight sulky tone to her voice. “But how am I meant to eat dinner?”

I sighed; I hadn’t honestly thought of that, going along the lines that she was dead. Yes she was an animated corpse right now, but dead was dead. You shouldn’t have to provide meals for them.

“Nowhere in my instructions does it say I have to feed you.” I muttered. Then feeling I should relent a little as she’d found it within herself to be nicer. “But how about I order pizza, and you eat it cold later. Surely even the Light of Isis can’t have cured you of your cold pizza habits.”

She sighed, but said no more for a moment. Didn’t even pout, which surprised me even more than the silence.

“I do wish you’d be more respectful of Isis and her purifying Light,” is all she eventually said as I was adding a few more knots to the back of the chair.

“Uh-huh.” I was more interested in making sure I’d done a good job, than listen to a lecture on appropriate religious respect. Especially from someone who in the past hadn’t held any respect for anyone or anything.

“And no dinner is fine; I don’t seem to have the need to eat that often anymore.” She continued, trying to watch me over her shoulder. “I won’t have you dissing cold pizza though.”

“Sure!” I said, standing back and wiping sweat from my brow and then my hands on my dress. I remembered I was still in one of my best ‘sombre but not kinky’ little black dresses, not having had a chance to change. So Roxanna’s wodge of cash was buying me a few clothes tomorrow, too. Why not! If I wasn’t allowed to go home until this was all over, she owed me at least a pair of jeans and clean underwear. I checked the instructions again. Okay, so all items purified, sister roped tightly into chair. Salt time! Boy I hoped the motel’s maid service wouldn’t be too pissed at me, or at least wouldn’t notice until after we’d left.

About the Author:

Janis grew up in and around Darwin, Australia, and its rural surrounds. As a child, she spent a lot of time around 'science geeks' at the Darwin University, where her father was a lecturer for many years. It took her a long time to realise that not everyone got to grow up like that or could relate to all the Science Labs scenes in the old Dr Who.

Janis now lives in the Adelaide Hills with her husband and 3 children, lovingly referred to as the ‘Demonic Hordes’. She is a semi-retired ICT Support Officer who, when not writing, takes pride in her work as a Haus Frau while dabbling in the art of translating century old cookery books into modern recipes to experiment on her family with.

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