Character Bio’s–Meet the Characters of T.O.O.

Check out the Fantasy Realms they inhabit and the Myths they are born from on my Realm Play blog  realmplay.wordpress.com

THE DESTINY ORACLE 

Omniscient narrator.

THE HOUSE OF WILCOX

LENA WILCOX ~Twenty-two-year-old loving, single mom, protector in general to those in need or who appear to be helpless, oblivious at times to her own circumstances.

CAREER: Data Entry Analyst

LIKES: Coffee—lots of it, all the time…everyday.

DISLIKES: Bullies, abusers, people who abandon (Linx’s father), and her childhood.

LINX WILCOX ~Lena’s three-year-old loving, playful son.
LIKES: Pancakes, whipped cream, chocolate syrup and ice cream.
DISLIKES: None yet.

RICHARD WILCOX ~Lena’s adoptive father—deceased.

HANNAH WILCOX ~Lena’s adoptive mother—deceased.

THE HOUSE OF ANDROS ~Descendants of high Greek gods—Enemy of the Unworthy

GABRIEL (GABE) ARES ANDROS ~Blindingly wealthy and sexy twenty-four-year-old magnate, brooding son and heir of Greek coffee mogul Antones Andros—from old money.
CAREER: Investor/coffee empire heir and exec.
LIKES: His family, his Greek bloodline and history, fencing, being a realist, and his space.
DISLIKES: Strangers, the Unworthy, people who meddle in his affairs and emotional attachment.

GABRIE (GABY) ANDROS ~Gabriel’s twenty-four-year-old meddlesome, carefree, fun-loving, spoiled twin sister, daughter and heiress of Greek coffee mogul Antones Andros.
CAREER: Coffee heiress and personal shopper (to herself).
LIKES: Her family, her Greek heritage, shopping and buying things, flaming saganaki, the game of pool, fencing, clubs with dance floors and fun.
DISLIKES: The Unworthy

SOPHIA (SOPHIE) ANDROS ~Thirty-year-old Sophistocrat sister to Gabriel and Gabrie Andros, and eldest heiress of Greek coffee mogul Antones Andros.
CAREER: Head of Andros family and Assistant Chief Medical Examiner at prominent Chicago hospital.
LIKES: Her family, her Greek heritage, medicine and surgery.
DISLIKES: The Unworthy, being the head of the family, wrestling with keeping family secrets.

ANTONES ANDROS ~Father of Gabriel, Gabrie and Sophia—deceased.

MILA ANDROS ~Mother of Gabriel, Gabrie and Sophia—deceased.

MIKOS ANDROS ~Ageless, charming Greek coffee mogul, brother to Antones Andros and uncle to Andros siblings.
CAREER: Greek coffee mogul, family overseer.
LIKES: Family, Greek heritage formulating coffee recipes and traveling.
DISLIKES: The Unworthy.

INANNA ANDROS ~Distant cousin of Andros siblings, visiting from Greece.

ALBERT ~Hired help for the Andros family.

CYPRUS ~Gabriel’s faithful dog.

THE HOUSE OF ANASTOGUS
Descendants of the first demigod Argus
First family of the Unworthy—Enemy of the Andros family

KALEB ANASTOGUS ~Twenty-four-year-old suave millionaire, an Unworthy, and birth father of Linx Wilcox.
CAREER: Mergers and Acquisitions Financial Analyst.
LIKES: Taking what he wants, being possessive and getting his way.
DISLIKES: Zeus and the other Greek gods, the Andros family, being told no, rejection and driving in the rain.

NICOLOS ANASTOGUS ~Kaleb’s scuzzy, abusive twenty-two-year-old brother, millionaire and Unworthy.
CAREER: Mergers and Acquisitions Project Manager.
LIKES: Torturing his wife, taking what he wants, being in control and being outspoken.
DISLIKES: Zeus and the other Greek gods, the Andros family and most people.

DEMETRI ANASTOGUS ~Kaleb’s millionaire older brother, old class mixed with modern nuance, keeps to himself.
CAREER: Architect for family Mergers and Acquisitions firm.
LIKES: Designing various structures and just about everything else.
DISLIKES: Seeing the woman he loves with another man.

ALEXA ANASTOGUS ~Kaleb’s fourteen-year-old mute, OCD sister, skittish around most people.
LIKES: Not talking, staying inside her head, puzzles and spinach soup.
DISLIKES: Being sedated and the bad things her father and brothers do.

DEMETRIUS ANASTOGUS ~Distinguished, charismatic millionaire father of Anastogus family, an Unworthy and head of the Unworthy first family region.
CAREER: CEO of ANASTO-GUST Mergers and Acquisitions Inc.
LIKES: Family, money, power, royalty and plotting revenge on the Andros family.
DISLIKES: The Andros family.

KIMBERLIN ANASTOGUS ~Tortured wife of Nicolos Anastogus.
CAREER: Housewife.
LIKES: Whatever Nicolos tells her to like.
DISLIKES: Being married to Nicolos, her choices and her life.

LOMAX ~Hired Unworthy thug for the Anastogus family.

ADRIANNA ANASTOGUS ~Mother of the Anastogus children—deceased.

OTHER CHARACTERS
~LOWER EARTH~
Earth
PAT MILLER ~Lena’s birth mother.
CHLOE ~Gabriel’s girlfriend.
CALLIOPE PAPAPPOLIS ~A seamstress, an Impartial—mutual friends with the Andros family and the Anastogus family.
PETRUS PAPAPPOLIS ~A tailor, an Impartial married to Calliope.
MERV ~Pat’s boyfriend.
TOMMY ~Manager of The Coffee Bar
KATHLEEN ~The Anastoguses nurse.
MR. GRIFFIN ~Shady landlord.
AUNT DINAH ~Kaleb’s Great-Aunt.

~OLYMPUS~
High up on the mountain
LAYSIA ~Royal Noble
ILIOS ~Keeper of the Scrolls
PHOENIX ~Olympus Guide
ANEMONE ~Royal Arranger
THE GOLDEN OAK ~Tree of Knowing.

OLYMPUS DIRECTORATE ~Hand-picked ancients to the God of Gods.
Females
NEBE
THETIS
ANDRESIA

Males
DODONIS
TALLAS
MELIOS

THE GOD OF GODS ~Over the gods, including Zeus, the drive for all beings carrying them to their fate.

INNER REALM
Sphere first inhabited by Impartials
NYLA ~Trickstress—Descendant of Hermes.
SOD ~Trickster—Descendant of Hermes and Nyla’s brother.
ALLURA ~Temptress
KERREPUS (KERR) ~Leader of the Impartials.
TOLO ~Kerr’s teenage son.
KERRIMA ~Kerr’s estranged teenage daughter.
IMPERICA ~Kerr’s estranged wife.
JOPE ~Imperica’s father.
BAX ~Flower hut vendor.

UNDER EARTH
House of Hades
HADES ~Dark King, ruler of Under Earth
PERSEPHONE ~Dark Queen, Hades’ wife and co-ruler of Under Earth.
LUTARUS ~Under Earth’s Chief Tomber.
CERBERUS ~Three-headed Under Earth hound.

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Christmas Towns

Christmas holds different significant meanings for people: religious meanings, commercial and of course the favorite one for children…the fantasy behind it. Well, raised on the two topics not to discuss–politics and religion, the one I would like to shine the spotlight on is the fantasy one.

We never had Christmas in our house growing up. No tree, Santa who? No decorations, unless you count the candy canes and glitter ornament-adorned evergreen trees I would make out of red and green construction paper. Mommy would let me tape a few to the front window. And I tried hard to believe in Santa Claus. It came as no surprise that not only would Christmas be brought to life in my own home as an adult, but the fantasy of it would be so great. I used to want to live in an actual Christmas Town, where 24/7 it would rain, sleet and snow Christmas any and everything. My town had lights that never went off, snow-covered cottages with ample color and candy accents (think old-fashioned Gingerbread houses). And every house had a brick fireplace.

Share how you see your Christmas Town? Would it have reindeer? Would it be a Christmas Farm? Would it look like a scene straight from How the Grinch Stole Christmas’ Whoville?

The Night the Lights Went Out in Fantasy

It was a cold November day. The tiny animals were scurrying in the yard and down the street to add to their stockpile of winter goodies. And the bird’s nest perched on high above our front door looked a bit fuller. I made a mad dash to my friend’s home for our early Thanksgiving, food-filled foil pans in hands. My stomach was queasy and I was a little shaky…low blood sugar, I thought, since I hadn’t had more than a few cups of coffee earlier in the day.

Within the next couple of hours, my heart was racing, vision blurred and the wrenching in my gut was relentless. The comfort of my home was not going to be enough to end the chaos swirling inside my body. And then it happened! I will spare you all the gory details. But know that I thought my chances of ever publishing my debut novel or any novel had passed right before my watery, squinting eyes.

Nooo, there’s so much left to do, I moaned as I lay on the bathroom floor. Lucidity was somewhere in sight, I just couldn’t see it. I was one more round away from another battle with Murphy (the Law, not the man). That was the night the lights went out in fantasy for me (literally), I passed out. When I woke, I really thought it was the end. There was no light in the tunnel. How on earth could I go on writing in a genre that clearly hated me? I might’ve boycotted fantasy! In fact, I might’ve given up writing fantasy all together…okay, so I’m still recovering from that bug.

Finally, on Thanksgiving Day, I worked and worked on the computer to upload my novel for Kindle e-book edition with the hopes it would be ready in time for a “Black Friday” release. Already behind by several hours to meet the 12-hour deadline from review to live, my novel was born in both paperback and the e-book. *wipes sweat from brow and passes out for a couple hours sleep*

Some of you might think I was a little batty about the whole book thing, but this would’ve been one more setback in a series within the last several months that would keep my book from living outside my flash drive. I am pleased to announce that the first in this modern-day twist/Greek myth, urban fantasy series The Throne of Olympus Book One: Blood Bond is now available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle edition. 🙂

Big Thanks to all of you who continued to support me through this trying time!

Putting the “Give” Back In Thanksgiving

by A.M. Day

This is the time of year we are supposed to gear up for what we’re thankful for and with Thanksgiving only a few weeks away, there are so many things we can give thanks for today. One, the ability to be able to see and read this blog post. Our sense of hearing, smell, taste and touch. What about the ability to walk, run, play, laugh?

This Thanksgiving, I will be reflecting and giving thanks for my past, present and future. Dwelling on the best of holiday memories, especially, Thanksgiving 2010. It was extra special because we were also celebrating my parents 50th Anniversary and the fact that I was about to get my debut novel published the following spring. And then my world came to a halt the very next day. I learned that my best friend (we’ll call her L) had been admitted to the hospital, subsequently to a nursing home. Whoa, wait a minute! We’re far too young for nursing homes, I thought. When I think of a nursing home, I think of a place where the elderly go when they have no one to take care of them.

I’ll never forget the look on her face. It was so blah. When I looked closer, her eyes told a different story. They still had hope shining through them, behind the fear of what was happening to her body. Her prognosis…bleak and what we thought was a stay for physical rehab turned into a nightmare with the need for long-term care. Multiple sclerosis had rendered her crippled. L has had relapsing/remitting MS for the past twenty plus years and sought little to no treatment–always spry with the thought she’d bounce back after the relapse as she has before. But this time it would last longer and possibly be a permanent state. She hadn’t seen a doctor in several years prior and stayed locked away in her parents house.

L begged me to get her Power of Attorney. I refused, opting to be a secondary on it instead because we lived in two different states. After hearing about the lack of care she was receiving and sending my family to visit her for Christmas, my mind was slowly tipping towards stepping in.

I did the next month. When I arrived at the nursing home and the sitting area where she was, my heart broke from what I witnessed. Everyone looked so sad and lonely. L was sitting in a chair clutching a wax paper bag with vanilla wafers in it. It was true what my family told me about her frail, wasting away appearance. She had only eaten 1-2 boiled eggs a day the two months she was there and a few vanilla wafers. We knew it was her choice. She had grown picky over so many things from food to toothbrushes to the color of clothes she would wear. With MS a shift in mental capacity can occur and it did in her case. Still, ever heard of Ensure, nursing home folks?

In short, got her Power of Attorney and brought her home with me. Luckily, I had a team of doctors, specialists and physical therapists on stand-by when we arrived at the ER a week later. Everything was going as planned.  Finally, there was a small glimmer of hope. She was doing great in physical therapy, getting stronger and gaining weight back. And then that glimmer disappeared along with her progress, changing her condition to worse.

In between taking care of my kids, L, the dog, the house, writing and book details, I was almost a blubbering mess. There would be no book release for me in 2011. What there was was at least 7-8 strangers in my home a week, doing assessments and such. I knew I had taken on a mountain of responsibility, but this was my best friend and she had no one to take care of her.

I was on a path to something. That path was the discovery of giving thanks daily…over and over again. Thank you! I can use my hands and my feet. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! This did not come easy at first. My emotions went on a roller coaster ride of angry, sad, hurt and compassion. Gratitude set in shortly after. Gratefulness of having her in my life and showing me how not to take something as simple as walking to the bathroom for granted. She has always looked up to me. And now I look up to her as she hangs in there not cursing her illness and disability. Her eyes still have it. My childhood friend is in there. My high school buddy, who I used to cut class with to go downtown and see the holiday displays, my friend who spent two nights at the hospital with me while I was in labor with my first born. If I look hard enough I find glimpses of her former, healthy self more often and it makes me smile warmly…inside out.

The doctors don’t hold much hope for improvement and the future is uncertain for L, but I won’t give up. I won’t stop believing in miracles, in her. Every now and then, she’ll ask me if I think she will ever stand or walk again. And I reply, “Maybe. Nobody can say you’ll never stand or walk again. You could get up tomorrow for all we don’t know.” While I am thankful for so many other things, I am most thankful for L.

Thank you for enriching my life, L. You are an inspiration! 

What are you thankful for? How will you be Putting the Give back In Thanksgiving this year and everyday?