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Warrior Druid of Britain
Yorkshire, AD 1329
A new religious group moves into an abandoned church just north of the village of Altofts, but when men start dying under strange and suspicious circumstances the local bailiff decides to investigate.
The Disciples of God and their charismatic leader, Lady Alice de Staynton, appear truly holy, but something sinister seems to be going on within the walls of the newly refurbished St Joseph's. Certainly the bailiff, John Little, has his suspicions about some of the warrior-like male acolytes, but are his fears justified? Infiltrating the group seems to be the best course of action, although the volatile Will Scaflock is none too happy about being nominated for the job by Friar Tuck…
Following on from 2019's Faces of Darkness, this standalone new story sees three legendary heroes battling invisible 'Black Lords' and far more dangerous earthly foes, but can they figure out what's really going on in St Joseph's before anyone else dies?
With twists and turns aplenty, and based on real events, historical fiction fans are sure to enjoy this action packed thriller as much as they did the author's previous bestsellers The Druid, Lucia and Wolf's Head.
Oooh goody, Steven A. McKay has a new novella out!
Actually, Sworn to God is more a short novel, than a novella. Not that that would ever be a problem. I seem to remember saying, after reviewing Faces of Darkness, that McKay really should think about doing a full-length detective series based on the exploits of Little John and Friar Tuck. These novellas are a delight to read, but they are not enough! They always leave you wanting more. And Sworn to God, despite its extra length, is no exception.
Sworn to God is a riveting detective story, looking into a mysterious cult in 14th century Yorkshire. Three former members of Robin Hood's gang – Little John, Friar Tuck and Will Scarlet – are drawn to the mysterious Disciples of God after the suicide of one of the group's members raises eyebrows. Tuck, Scarlet and Little John know that something is not quite right, but can't put their finger on what – exactly – is wrong with the strange cult and its charismatic leader, Alice de Staynton, who is revered as Holy Mother by her disciples.
With his Robin Hood and Warrior Druid of Britain books, Steven A. McKay has gained a reputation as a writer of action and adventure in historical fiction. His novel of a slave in Roman Britain, Lucia, is my book of 2020 and demonstrated McKay's depth as an author, and an incredible ability to get into the heads of his characters and human behaviour in the most trying times. With these novellas, he is also gaining a reputation as a writer of exceptional medieval mysteries. Sworn to God goes through a number of twists and turns that keep the reader entranced to the very end.
John let go of the acolyte, whose face was scarlet from lack of air and embarrassment. Before he could say anything though, Tuck was past him and John hurriedly followed.
A man lay slumped over the candlelit desk in the corner. He had a ring of straggly greying hair beneath a bald pate, looked about forty-five, and was very clearly deceased.
"Damn it!" John shouted. "If there was any hope of helping him, that idiot at the door -"
"Forget it," Tuck said, patting the bailiff's arm as if he was soothing a dog with its hackles up. "This fellow's been dead for a while. Look at the colour of his skin."
They could hear the Holy Mother ordering Colwin and David to marshal the villagers out of the church and on their way home. She was telling the people to take some food with them, to offset any irritation they might have felt at not being allowed to see the dead man – and exciting event at any time after all, never mind during a Christmas feast within the home of a strange new religious sect.
"Any evidence of violence?" Tuck muttered as he and John examined the corpse and the room about them in the wan, flickering light from the single candle on the desk.
"Doesn't seem to be. No signs of a struggle, no apparent wounds or injuries on him, no discarded weapons …"
"What's killed him then?" The friar eyed the dead man curiously. "He looks far too young to have died from old age as he sat here."
The Holy Mother came into the room and exclaimed in shock at the sight before her. "Brother Morris," she whispered from behind the hand that sought to mask her grief. "How?"
Little John, Friar Tuck and Will Scarlet are the unassuming heroes of Sworn to God. Drawn to the mystery surrounding the Disciples of God, they have a penchant for solving problems that few others can see. Steven A McKay has developed these wonderful characters through his original Forest Lord series, but now has developed them even further, giving them an inquisitiveness that has given them a new sense of purpose after their years as famous outlaws have come to an end.
For a Scot, Steven A. McKay demonstrates a deep understanding of the Yorkshire landscape and the mindset of Yorkshire people, which he uses to full effect in these wonderful novellas. His passion for the legend of Robin Hood, for medieval history and for storytelling, in particular, shines through on every page. He draws the reader into the story and takes them on a wonderful journey of mystery and discovery. Moreover, Sworn to God is developed from stories of real life religious cults, showing how a charismatic leader can evince the loyalty of their followers, and get people to do things they would never normally do. In this way, Sworn to God is not just a medieval mystery, but also a study of human nature and how these cults can develop, even today. The human need to belong drawing the lost and lonely into the fold.
As an author, Steven A. Mckay seems to be able to go from strength to strength. Sworn to God is a marvellous, entertaining and engaging read. It provides a wonderful diversion in these trying times – escapism at its best. If you have never read a Steven A. McKay novel, you are missing out on an incredible author and storytelling at its best. I cannot recommend Sworn to God highly enough. I loved it!
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From Steven A. McKay: I was born in Scotland in 1977 and always enjoyed studying history – well, the interesting bits, not so much what they taught us in school. I decided to write my Forest Lord series after seeing a house called "Sherwood" when I was out at work one day. I'd been thinking about maybe writing a novel but couldn't come up with a subject or a hero so, to see that house, well…It felt like a message from the gods and my rebooted Robin Hood was born.
My current Warrior Druid of Britain series was similarly inspired, although this time it was the 80's TV show "Knightmare", and their version of Merlin that got my ideas flowing. Of course, the bearded old wizard had been done to death in fiction, so I decided to make my hero a giant young warrior-druid living in post-Roman Britain and he's been a great character to write.
I was once in a heavy metal band although I tend to just play guitar in my study these days. I'm sure the neighbours absolutely love me.
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Book Corner: Lucia by Steven A. McKay
What makes life worth living for a slave of Rome?
The promise of vengeance no matter how long it takes.
At eight years old, Lucia is torn from the life she knew. Her village burned to the ground and parents murdered by Romans, she is kidnapped, sold and shipped abroad to the Villa Tempestatis in Britannia to serve the young Roman army officer Castus.
Faced with a bleak future of decades of servitude to her master, as well as sadistic brutality at the hands of his manageress, Paltucca, she finds herself fixated by one thought alone: vengeance.
Yet Villa Tempestatis, with its picturesque surroundings in Britannia's green countryside, offers a life that's a little easier than elsewhere in the Roman empire. The slaves form strong bonds of love and friendship, enjoy feasts and holiday celebrations together, and are even allowed, sometimes, to start a family. Many of them are happy enough with their lot.
Despite that, every moment of Lucia's life is blighted by her hatred for Castus and Paltucca, and only seeing them both destroyed will bring her a measure of peace, even if it takes decades of work and planning…
From the moment you read the dedication in the front of Lucia, you will know you are in for an emotional rollercoaster:
Dedicated to all the men, women and children forced into slavery and forgotten by history.
And you would be right!
Lucia is one of those novels that will stay with you long, long … long after you have read the final page and closed the book (probably with a tear on your cheek). To say it is thought-provoking would be an understatement. This is one of those stories that will really get under your skin.
I have read everything Steven A. McKay has written, from his unique take on the Robin Hood stories to his wonderfully atmospheric Warrior Druid of Britain series, but Lucia is on another level. It is probably his best writing yet. It is a story that is at once desperate and uplifting, a story that touches you deep in your soul.
Set in a splendid villa in Roman Britain, Lucia captures perfectly a life of slavery. The brutality, the feeling of helplessness, the inhumanity is contrasted with the compassion, the humanity and the sense of family and comradeship with fellow slaves. Steve A. McKay clearly and cleverly depicts the blurred lines of the master and slave relationship and the slaves serve the Roman family, being detached from it and at the same time an integral part of the family life.
The villa was a wonderful sight on a July day like this, with its white plastered walls and red-tiled roofs seeming to glow in the sunshine, while its position on the hill afforded superb views of the land around: well-tended fields of corn and grain; groves of trees once sacred to the native Britons; and the sparkling waters of the narrow river that flowed past the western wing, providing their water for drinking, cleaning, cooking and, of course, bathing.
Sometimes, on particular beautiful days, Lucia forgot about her previous life, as the daughter of a warlord in Germania. Forgot about her previous existence before she was captured by the Romans who had destroyed her village, slaughtered her people and sold her at the market to her master.
It had been a year already since Publius Licinius Castus, a young Roman officer himself, had bought her from that terrible slave-market and shipped her here, to his lavish country villa in this damp land.
Villa Tempestatis
A lump came to her throat as an image of her parents – happy, smiling down with pride on their beloved daughter – came to her, and she angrily brushed away the tears forming in her eyes before they had a chance to streak her grimy cheeks.
Yes, sometimes she was able to forget her previous, free life in Germania, but it was never long before reality returned and she felt her spirit crushed so hard that it almost stopped her heart from beating.
The beauty of the villa and its surroundings hid the pain of dozens of slaves who had lived here over generations, young and old. Some of them, like Paltucca, were able to adapt and even thrive in such conditions, while others wilted and eventually, under the weight of what they'd lost, rendered themselves useless to the master. Those unfortunates soon disappeared, never to be heard of again.
Lucia wondered if she would end up like that one day, sold to be worked to death in a mine perhaps, when the stolen memory of the joy of her childhood became too much to bear.
Lucia explores the life of a girl forced into slavery by the Romans at the age of 8, and her relationship with her master and her fellow slaves. The book does a wonderful job of depicting not only the life of a slave but also their emotions, the fact that they do live their lives despite a lack of freedom, that they lived, loved, even raised families. It clearly demonstrates the contrast between the acceptance and cooperation that you still have to live, despite not being free, and that deep, constant yearning for freedom.
Lucia is one of those books for which you can write an awesome review – and yet, still know that your review will never do the book justice. It is, beyond doubt, the best thing Steven A. McKay has ever written, simply because it makes the reader re-evaluate the way they think and feel – and takes them to a depth of their soul they probably have never visited before.
Touching a topic that has affected lives throughout history, and yet seems just as relevant today; slavery. Lucia plays on all your emotions: anger, pity, empathy, love and hate. At times, Lucia is a hard book to read, but is essential reading on so many levels. Steven A McKay has written a truly riveting depiction of the life of a slave.
This is how books should be written, with passion and compassion. If you only read one more book this year, it should be Lucia.
Lucia is now available from Amazon
Steven McKay was born in 1977 near Glasgow in Scotland. He live in Old Kilpatrick with his wife and two young children. After obtaining his Bachelor of Arts degree with the Open University he decided to follow his life-long ambition and write a historical novel.
He plays guitar and sings in a heavy metal band when they can find the time to meet up.
You can check out his website here. Steven also has an Amazon Author page and can be found on Twitter and Facebook.
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Book Corner: The Northern Throne by Steven A. McKay
03/09/2020 Sharon Bennett Connolly1 Comment
Bellicus the Druid and his friend Duro, a former Roman centurion, have already suffered a great deal in recent years but, for them, things are about to get even worse.
Britain is changing. The Romans have gone and warriors from many different places seek to fill the void the legions left behind. In the south, the Saxons' expansion seems unstoppable despite the efforts of the warlord Arthur, while north of Hadrian's Wall various kings and chieftains are always looking to extend their borders.
In Dun Breatann, Bellicus believes the disparate northern tribes must put aside their differences, become allies, and face the Saxon threat together, under one High King.
Or High Queen…
Small-minded men don't always look at the bigger picture though, and, when Bellicus and Duro seek to form a pact with an old enemy, events take a shocking and terrible turn that will leave the companions changed forever.
This third volume in the Warrior Druid of Britain Chronicles is packed with adventure, battles, triumph, and tears, and at the end of it a new course will be set for Bellicus.
But at what cost?
One of the highlights of my reading year is when Steven A. McKay publishes a book, This year I have had the pleasure to read two! Steven has a book, Lucia: A Roman Slave's Tale, coming out in October, which is incredibly thought-provoking – but more of that one nearer the time…
This summer the 3rd book in the Warrior Druid of Britain series was finally published. It seems like it has been a long wait since book 2, Song of the Centurion came out, but it has been well worth it! Steven A. McKay takes us on another, suspense-filled adventure with Bellicus the Druid and his Roman friend, Duro.
Bellicus' story started with The Druid and a rescue mission into the heart of Anglo-Saxon England to recover young princess Catia. It continued in Song of the Centurion where Bellicus and his friend Duro, the former Roman centurion, fought to save Alt Clota from the machinations of its enemies and the growing paranoia of its king, Coroticus. Each story has led us to The Northern Throne, an adventure that proves more perilous and personal for Bellicus and Duro.
Set in the time of King Arthur and the Saxon invasion of Britain, the story takes us north of Hadrian's Wall and into the lands of the Scots and Picts. As with the previous novels, Arthur is a supporting character, making a handful of cameo appearances, though I suspect his time will come, when he and Bellicus team up to fight the Saxon threat.
"Nicely done, lads," Gerallt said approvingly. "With the Votadini taken care of, and the Dalriadans in disarray, all we have left to deal with are the Picts."
Bellicus bodded. If they could defeat Drest it would put Narina in a very strong position. Ultimately, the druid would like to see her crowned High Queen of all the northern lands, and it seemed that day might be close. A Damnonii High Queen would nullify the growing threat the Christians' posed to the old ways, while allowing the united tribes to face the Saxon threat at the side of Arthur and Merlin. The druid just had to find a way to steer events towards such a favourable outcome.
"How long have we got before Drest arrives in Alt Clota?" Gerallt asked the messenger, disturbing Bellicus from his reverie.
"At the speed they were marching when I observed them," the messenger reported, "I'd say about 3 or 4 days, my lord."
"That should be more than enough," Duro said, resting his left hand on the pommel of his spatha. "If we leave here tomorrow at sun-up, we'll be able to head them off on the road before they get anywhere hear Dun Breatann."
"And we're thirty men stronger now, too," Gerallt said, smiling grimly. "We'll be able top ambush the Pictish bastards just like we did the Votadini."
"Hopefully you're right, and we do surprise them," Bellicus muttered, gazing hopefully into his half-empty cup. "Because if Cefin's numbers are accurate, Drest's army still outnumbers us."
The triumph of these books is in Steven A. McKay's portrayal of Bellicus the Druid. An author could easily fall into the realm of fantasy and explain the druidic rituals as magic. That is not the case with the Warrior Druid of Britain books. Bellicus is a clever, educated man who has studied the nature of humanity. Insightful and intelligent, he knows how to read people, their actions and expressions, and how to interpret their intentions.
His years of training have made him a well-respected, authoritative character and he uses his skills to great advantage. There is an air of mystery about him, but he is also portrayed as a man who is all-too-human, and whose flaws and pride can sometimes lead him into trouble of his own making.
And that is what makes these books so special!
The characters in The Northern Throne are wonderful creations, each one vivid and individual, from the heroes such as Duro and Bellicus, to the villains such as Drest and down to little Catia, the princess who is growing up and trying to find her role in the world, who is learning to fight, to command and to judge people for herself.
Steven A. McKay skillfully recreates the landscape, people and legends of 5th century Scotland. His knowledge of the area, and its traditions, shines through on every page, transporting the reader to the stark fortresses, wooded valleys and fast-flowing rivers; taking you on an astonishing adventure without leaving your seat. He brings all this together in a rich tapestry that forms the backdrop of these incredible stories.
The tension is high throughout The Northern Throne. One crisis leads to another, loyalties and friendships pushed are to the limits; and love and betrayal are two very fine lines. This combination makes for a thoroughly absorbing tale which entwines history, legend and myth and takes the reader along on Bellicus' heroic journey.
In short, The Northern Throne is a wonderful, engaging adventure that, once again, leaves the reader desperate for the next instalment.
The Northern Throne is available now from Amazon UK.
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Book Corner: Faces of Darkness by Steven A. McKay
CROFTUN, ENGLAND AD 1328
Lady Isabella de Courcy is found alone in a room bolted from the inside, unconscious, and with a dagger brutally forced through her hand into the floorboards beneath, but this is just the latest in a line of similar, terrifying incidents. For months now she's been stalked by some shadowy tormentor who leaves no trace of his movements and has never been clearly seen by anyone, even Lady Isabella.
Can the bailiff, John Little, along with his friend – the legendary friar, Robert Stafford – uncover the truth and, more importantly, will they be able to save the troubled victim before she ends up dead?
This new standalone tale from the author of The Druid sees the return of two much-loved characters from the Forest Lord series and is based on a shocking real-life case which remains, to this day, unsolved.
I have been a fan of Steven A McKay's writing for several years now. His Forest Lord series, retelling the story of Robin Hood in Barnsdale Forest, rather than Sherwood, was a refreshing new take on the outlaw's legend. And the 2 books in his new series, Warrior Druid of Britain, the Druid and Song of the Centurion are among the finest books I have read in recent years. So Faces of Darkness had quite a lot to live up to.
And it did not disappoint.
Faces of Darkness is a novella featuring two of Robin Hood's best friends, Friar Tuck and Little John, and is a detective novel-cum-psychological thriller of impressive quality. The story revolves around Lady Isabella de Courcy, who is being tormented by a mysterious stalker no one has seen. Friar Tuck and Little John are brought int o investigate the matter.
"Did you see him, Isabella?" the nobleman was demanding, in a hard tone of voice which Tuck felt inappropriate given the young woman's ordeal. It wasn't his place to interfere in the dynamic of their relationship though, and unbidden, he began to inspect the rooms for signs of what had taken place.
"No," the lady sobbed. "Please, Adam, my hand is really hurting. Can you fetch me something for it?"
"Anne," de Courcy said irritably. "Go and fetch some wine for the lady, hurry."
"No," broke in Isabella, eyes wide. "I can't stay in this room another moment." Tuck turned to look at her and realised there was a length of fabric tied around her neck, which also bore tell-tale red bruising. Clearly, she had suffered a most violent assault – no wonder she wanted away from the scene of the crime.
"John," he said. "Could you help Lady Isabella to the room we came from? Would that be acceptable, Sir Adam? Aye? Good. Anne will make the place comfortable, with some unwatered wine to numb the pain a little and …" he stood next to the bed as the injured woman rose to her feet. "Fear nothing, my lady. If the person who did this to you is still around, Little John will deal with them."
"You can be sure of that," rumbled John who, at over six-and-a-half feet, had to stoop to avoid hitting his head on the doorframe. "You're safe with me, my lady."
Faces of Darkness is quite a departure for Steven A. McKay. A psychological thriller, it could be set in any era, but he has ingeniously set it in the world of his Forest Lord series, so that the astute Friar Tuck and redoubtable Little John can take the lead in solving the mystery, giving the reader the comfort of familiar characters in a story that is both emotional and evocative.
The novella keeps you guessing the true cause of Lady Isabella's misery to the climactic end. There were several points where I thought I had solved the mystery, only to be disabused of my theory a few pages later, which, of course, makes the book even more riveting!
This is fabulous story that has only one downside – it is too short. I would have loved the book to be a full-length historical novel. It was enthralling! Here's hoping that Faces of Darkness sparks a new career for Friar Tuck and Little John, solving medieval mysteries.
Ladies of Magna Carta: Women of Influence in Thirteenth Century England will be released in the UK on 30 May 2020 and is now available for pre-order from Amazon UK and from Book Depository worldwide.
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Book Corner: Song of the Centurion by Steven A. McKay
Autumn, AD 430. After the Princess Catia's disappearance, and Bellicus's adventures trailing her Saxon abductors south to the fabled Hanging Stones, the giant warrior-druid is finally returning home.
Battle-scarred, and mourning the loss of a loved one, Bellicus has learned from bitter experience that the gods rarely make things easy. Even if he can evade Horsa's vengeful pursuit and get back to the North safely, his troubles may be far from over. In a land beset by the rivalries of petty warlords, Dun Breatann has stood solid and secure for untold generations. Trouble brews though as King Coroticus has cracked under the pressure of his daughter's abduction. When the king's rage finally boils over during a winter feast, Bellicus finds himself with two choices: accept exile, or complete another seemingly impossible undertaking. So much for the returning hero…
Accompanied by his massive war-dog, Cai, and the former centurion, Duro – who has his own painful issues to contend with – Bellicus must somehow survive a journey east into enemy-held lands. Folklore, superstition, the healing power of song, and even a wondrous white stag will all play a part in the companions' continuing adventures, but armies are gathering and, when spring returns, the people of Dun Breatann will surely find themselves under siege once again. Will their legendary warrior-druid be there to help defend them this time, or will the new ways sweep away the old, once and for all? Find out in Song of the Centurion, the action-packed sequel to 2018's The Druid!
Tracing the story of Bellicus' mission to rescue the Princess Catia, The Druid was one of my Top 5 books of 2019 and so I have been eagerly awaiting the sequel with some trepidation; could author Steven A. McKay improve on this great story and the character who drives it?
But … Wow! What a book!
Song of the Centurion not only builds on the story started in The Druid, but takes it in a wholly unexpected direction. Sequels can often suffer by being 'much of the same'. Not this time. Bellicus returns to his king as the hero rescuer of the princess, but comes home to petty jealousy and court intrigues which see the druid's life take several unexpected turns.
Song of the Centurion works not only as a sequel, but as a standalone novel. Steven A. McKays' skillful summary of the first book, interwoven into the story of Bellicus retracing his steps north with the rescued princess, serves to remind the reader of preceding events or act as a backstory if you haven't read The Druid.
Set in a time of great turmoil in Britain, where the Romans have left and the Saxons are pushing further west and north, Bellicus' ultimate task is to end the bitter infighting between the clans in Alt Clota and to unite them to fight against the Saxon invaders. Not an easy task.
"Duro isn't to blame for what happened here today," Bellicus said, voice low but powerful enough thanks to his years of specialist training that it penetrated even the grief-ravaged minds of the angry townsmen. "We all are."
"What does that mean?" the blacksmith demanded, eyes fixed on the sobbing man in the centurion uniform. "It's not my fault the Saxons came here looking for revenge."
"Aye," one of his companions agreed. "We just wanted to be left alone."
"And that's the problem," the druid nodded, looking down at the ground sadly. "We all just want to be left alone." He waited until there were murmurs of surprise agreement from the angry blacksmith and his friends then his head came up and his eyes blazed. "Left alone? That is why your town was targeted by the sea-wolves. They knew you people were an easy target after their last visit here, when only your fat baker was willing to stand against them."
"Why would we stop them?" the blacksmith demanded. "That lass was nothing to us -"
"That lass was a Briton, and you knew that!" Bellicus roared, the rage in his voice making more than one of the men facing him step back warily as a crowd of soot-blackened locals began to form around them." "If more of you were as brave as Duro there, the Saxons might have been cut down like the animals they have shown themselves to be here today. If you -" he pointed directly at the blacksmith whose eyes narrowed "- had used that hammer to help a little girl, well …" He trailed off shaking his head, looking around at the scattered bodies sorrowfully. "None of this would have happened."
The men were either mollified by the druid's words, or perhaps embarrassed. Shamed by his accusations maybe. Whatever it was, most of them just stood there, looking dumbly at the druid. One stepped forward threateningly, clealy hoping his companions would follow his lead, but none did and, when Cai bared his teeth and barked at him, he stopped instantly in his tracks.
As has come to be expected with books written by Steven A. McKay, from the earliest novels in his Forest Lord series, the story is fast-paced and energetic, leaving the reader little time to stop for breath. The frantic battle scenes contrast remarkably well with the political and personal actions of the characters, recreating the life-or-death existence of Britons in the post-Roman era.
The author has a knack of drawing the reader in, so that they are totally invested in Bellicus's story and desperate for the druid to succeed. As Bellicus inspires loyalty in Song of the Centurion, so too does he inspire it in his readers! He is a wonderful, noble character, made wise for his years by his druidic training. That his training extended to the martial arts – his proficiency with both sword and staff a testament to this – make for a story that melds both war and diplomacy into the character of the hero.
Song of the Centurion is a unique story, melding the mystical world of the druids with the legends and history of post-Roman Britain. The story drives the hero, the book and the reader to a riveting climax. And the promise of more to come…
Song of the Centurion is available in paperback and ebook from Amazon UK.
All images are courtesy of Steven A. McKay.
Silk and the Sword: The Women of the Norman Conquest
From Emma of Normandy, wife of both King Cnut and Æthelred II to Saint Margaret, a descendant of Alfred the Great himself, Silk and the Sword: the Women of the Norman Conquest traces the fortunes of the women who had a significant role to play in the momentous events of 1066. Available now from Amazon UK, Amberley Publishing, Book Depository and Amazon US.
Telling the stories of some of the most remarkable women from Medieval history, from Eleanor of Aquitaine to Julian of Norwich, Heroines of the Medieval World, is available now on kindle and in paperback in the UK from from both Amberley Publishing and Amazon, in the US from Amazon and worldwide from Book Depository.
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Guest Post: Song of the Centurion by Steven A. McKay
One of my favourite books of 2018 was The Druid by Steven A. McKay. Having completed his Robin Hood series, Steven had turned his hand to the Dark Ages with a new story set in the time of King Arthur and Merlin, but with characters of his own creation. Bellicus, the eponymous druid, journeyed the length of Britain to rescue a young princess from the clutches of her kidnappers, and return her to her desperate parents. This month, Steven is back with a much-anticipated second instalment in Bellicus' story
Here's an excerpt to whet your appetite:
Northern Britain, Autumn, AD 430
"Get down! Their slingers are attacking!"
There was a horrific rattling as dozens of stones battered against the walls and the defending Damnonii soldiers crouched low to avoid being struck. A slinger's missile could do severe damage if it hit someone in the right place, as a few of the men had discovered to their cost during the previous days.
"Now!" Gavo roared as the attack ended without injuring any of the defenders. "Give them some back!"
Instantly, his men stood up and launched a volley of their own fist-sized rocks down onto the enemy below. The captain grinned as cries of anger and pain filtered up to him. It was much easier to hit people when they were beneath you, especially when they didn't have walls to hide behind.
Not all the enemy slingers were crouching under their shields though, and a sharp-edged, flat rock careered past Gavo, hammering into the neck of a young soldier at his side. The warrior reeled back, a terrible gurgling sound coming from his ruined, bloody throat as he dropped onto the wooden platform they were standing on and Gavo knew the lad would be dead within moments.
Thank the gods though, the enemy were taking casualties of their own beneath the hail of Damnonii missiles, and the besieging army pulled back now, out of range, heralding another in a long line of stand-offs.
"That's it," Gavo shouted in fury. "Run, you bastards!"
Dun Breatann, ancient capital of Alt Clota, was under siege, and had been for almost a week, the Picts from the far north led by King Drest having finally grown tired of the attacks on their raiding parties by King Coroticus's soldiers.
For generations, livestock theft from neighbouring tribes was an accepted part of life – part of a young warrior's coming-of-age. Unwritten rules made it clear that any captured during such an action could be beaten, but then sent on their way home, to try again another day.
Now, though, Coroticus, outraged by his daughter Catia's recent abduction, was slaughtering every such raider he could find in his lands and displaying their severed heads as ghoulish trophies – warnings – on the towering rock of Dun Breatann. It wasn't just Pictish thieves suffering such violence either – Dalriadans, Selgovae and Votadini tribesmen had all been killed by the Damnonii king's forces. In response, Drest had formed an alliance with the other kings and led them here for vengeance.
To Queen Narina it was a ludicrous situation to be in – a war started over the execution of a few cattle thieves. Yet her husband had broken with tradition, despite her protestations, and now Alt Clota was paying the price. Standing high on the eastern peak of the fortress, she looked away from the guard captain, Gavo, commanding the defending warriors on the walls, and turned her attention to the tents, cooking-fires and massed, undisciplined, ranks of the enemy camping at the foot of her home.
Standing two hundred and forty feet high, and surrounded on three sides by the river Clota, Dun Breatann had never been taken by a besieging army. The queen shook her head sadly and turned to her maidservant, Enica, whose downcast expression mirrored her own.
"They're wasting their time," Enica muttered, shifting her gaze back to the tiny figures on the ground so far below them. "King Drest must have known that when he embarked on this foolish course."
Narina didn't answer for a while. She could see Drest's tent, grander and more colourful than the others surrounding it, and she wondered what was going through his mind at that moment.
"I don't think their siege is so foolish," the queen finally said. "Coroticus pushed them all too far and they're within their rights to strike back. Besides, they might say they're here to avenge their dead warriors, but there's more to it than that. Drest, and Loarn in particular, would like to make our lands their own. This is merely their first move towards that end."
"They'll never take this place though, my lady," Enica said and her voice was full of conviction. "We have fresh water from the spring that comes up between the two peaks and enough men to rebuff any attempts to scale the gatehouses. Food is plentiful too, since your husband stockpiled it when he heard of the approaching army."
Enica was correct in her assessment and Narina wondered if the woman surreptitiously listened at Coroticus's door when he met with his advisors. It wouldn't surprise her. Enica was a canny servant, which was why Narina liked her.
"They'll need to leave soon enough," the maid went on as if she'd spent many hours thinking this over.
"Their men will be needed at home to bring in the harvests and so on, yes, I know that," Narina nodded. "But what of our people whose homes Drest's soldiers destroyed? The people he killed on his way here, and those he'll no doubt kill on his way back north again?"
"At least he didn't destroy our crops," Enica said and Narina peered at her thoughtfully. There was no way the servant could have known that unless she had truly spent a long time listening to Coroticus's private councils or…Narina took in the woman's unlined, pretty face, full lips, and firm, shapely figure and resolved to find out if Enica had taken a lover amongst the king's advisors. That kind of information could come in very handy.
"No, he hasn't destroyed our crops," said the queen with a wave of her hand. "Yet. Probably because he hoped they would belong to him once he defeated us." The queen turned away from the depressing sight on the ground far below and walked slowly back towards the royal chambers. They were located within the building in the very centre of the rock, flanked by birch trees and the rising twin peaks, one of which was gently rounded while the other, the higher one, was narrow and so steep that it was a challenge for many people to climb. Indeed, it was so narrow no proper buildings could be erected upon it and, other than a single sentry watching the Clota for invading ships, only a giant raven could be seen there most days, its strange cry—almost like the bark of some weird dog—heard pealing out across the ancient rock.
The thought of that majestic bird, black with a white tuft on its neck, brought Bellicus to mind. The druid had somehow trained the raven to speak—it could say 'hello' and cough like a person thanks to Bel's tutelage—and she felt an ache in her heart just as she always did when the druid came to mind. Was he dead?
Was her beautiful, sweet daughter?
A feeling of anxiety swept through her and she almost stumbled like one of the many people who grew dizzy when looking down from the lofty summit of Dun Breatann. What if Bel returned today, with Catia? They would walk straight into Drest's besieging army and be torn to pieces!
Enica noticed her lady's discomfort and placed a steadying hand on her upper arm as Narina pulled herself together. Bellicus was no fool, and besides, he knew Drest well; there would be no danger there.
If only the giant warrior-druid would return. It had been such a long time since he left to hunt the princess's kidnappers, with no word coming to them from any who had seen him on the road, and it was hard not to give up hope.
Or go mad, rather like Coroticus seemed to have done in starting this insane war that no-one could ever truly win.
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Stradbally Hall is a large house in Stradbally, County Laois, Ireland. It is owned by the Cosby family and is positioned in the heart of Stradbally, around ten minutes from Portlaoise on the N80. The estate has hosted the Electric Picnic boutique arts and music festival since it began in 2004, hosts other events such as the National Steam Rally, and is the venue for an Irish Scout Jamboree in July/August 2018. The Stradbally Woodland Railway operates a short narrow gauge track on the grounds.

History

Early history
During the plantations of Laois and Offaly, Queen Elizabeth I took possession of the Franciscan religious house in Stradbally, which she then gave to Francis Cosby as a reward for his role in the Tudor conquest. The family rebuilt large parts of the estate and landscaped it to their tastes and desires, including the addition of a hermitage. Encountering financial difficulties, the family left Ireland for the city of Bristol, England in the early eighteenth century. An account written at the time described how the family returned rather quickly to Stradbally "not all of us liking England."

Stradbally Hall has been rebuilt several times, most recently in 1860 by Charles Lanyon, who rebuilt it in an Italianate style complete with a ballroom.

Early 20th century
Enid Elizabeth Cosby lived in the house for seventy years until her death at the age of ninety-three in 2008. In 1934 at the age of nineteen, she married into the Cosby family when she took Maj Errold Ashworth Sidney Cosby as her husband. At her death, The Irish Times remembered her as "a strikingly beautiful figure" whilst attending the Laois Hunt Ball at the Hall dressed in emeralds owned by the family. She was also known for organising parties during the Christmas season and bred and also judged Welsh ponies.

During World War II, Maj Errold Ashworth Sidney Cosby rejoined his regiment and, being fluent in the Russian language, performed the role of interpreter in the Persian Gulf. Mrs Cosby remained at Stradbally Hall to tend to the couple's children for the duration of the war. She opened a girls school in the house during the 1950s, allowing the girls to board and to tend to their ponies on the estate. Three governesses were responsible for their education.

Late 20th century
The British Prime Minister Edward Heath was invited to address a conference of young members of his country's Conservative Party at Stradbally Hall on one occasion. This was later cancelled at short notice.

In the latter decades of the twentieth century, a financial struggle ensued over the maintenance of Stradbally Hall. Buckets were positioned under leaks to prevent rainwater damaging the main reception rooms. Paintings and emeralds were sold off to raise much needed funds.

Maj Errod Ashworth Sidney Cosby died in 1984 and passed the estate on to his eldest son, Adrian. Adrian farmed the estate before passing it on to his son, Thomas. Thomas initiated the annual Electric Picnic music festival which began in 2004.

References

Buildings and structures in County Laois
Houses in the Republic of Ireland
Stradbally

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Ellisons Solicitors strengthens its Residential Conveyancing team in Tendring
Leading regional law firm Ellisons Solicitors strengthens its Residential Conveyancing team with the appointment of Senior Associate, Audrey McKenna.
Audrey has a wealth of experience in advising clients in all aspects of Residential Property work, including Right to Buy purchases, Help to Buy purchases, Buy to Let purchases and New build sales and purchases.
Speaking on her appointment, Audrey said: "I am delighted to be joining Ellisons at such an exciting time of growth. The firm has an incredible reputation and provides services to clients across a whole host of areas with a range of specialisms which makes it an exciting place to work. I am looking forward to reconnecting and working with clients and contacts in Tendring."
Michelle Lamm, Partner and Head of Tendring offices at Ellisons Solicitors said: "It is incredibly exciting for Ellisons to expand our Residential Property team in Tendring. We are delighted to have Audrey join us – she brings a wealth of experience with her and will be a great asset to the team."
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serious sam: next encounter
What we've learned in our experience with the game is that while it's not going to advance the genre or rescue trapped kittens from treetops, it is surprisingly well put together and fun, especially since you can pick it up for a twenty spot.
It is a FUN game for those who love the old Doom and Serious Sam type of FPS ... games that are rediculously violent and are full of stupid jokes that seem like they were taken right out of the Evil Dead movies. I got more than I thought I would. If anything I wrote here brings a smile to your face and brings up memories of happier times playing old an old FPS, GET THIS GAME.
When you activate the injector and navigate to its window, it should display, that you're playing "Serious Sam: Next Encounter". The two multiplayer modes consist of a deathmatch mode and a co-op version of the story mode.
Your question may be answered by sellers, manufacturers, or customers who purchased this item, who are all part of the Amazon community. Brilliant! Multiplayer on either system does help to keep this vital, though there's nothing really innovative about it. Some of the effects make me giggle even after hearing them over and over Playability:Being able to re-map the controls would've been really nice, given the wonky defaults Entertainment:Mindless shooting at its finest. The two-player dynamic merely means that two players slay enemies simultaneously; there are no puzzle challenges based around this addition. No, Serious Sam: Second Encounter IS NOT a modern FPS; it's not going to compare well on a technical level to the Halo's, Half-Life 2's or the Battlefield's of the world, because it's a throwback to a simpler time. It's just a dumb, colorful, hyperactive experience that lulls you into a never-stop-shooting stupor with its goofball enemies that swarm from every direction, even dropping from the sky.
[Take 2 Interactive], Serious Sam: Next Encounter Gameplay Movie 1, Great game. Or don't.
There are no grand puzzles to solve.
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Oh Sam, the memories we have. Gory, wild, over-the-top fun -- with the frenetic pacing and nonstop shooting action you love! Brilliant! Jan 20, 2004 4:50pm Every time you grab a cannonball gun, oh you better believe that's another wave. Please make sure that you are posting in the form of a question. In order to navigate out of this carousel please use your heading shortcut key to navigate to the next or previous heading. Reviewed in the United States on May 20, 2004. Lately, some mappers have joined Mkbewe for helping in the … Serious Sam VR: The First Encounter is a frantic arcade action FPS, featuring singleplay and co-op campaign, various multiplayer modes, all presented in glorious … Serious Sam: Next Encounter full game free pc, download, play. It won't take long for more cannon fodder to arrive, either. 7. And it's only 20 bucks--you get exactly what you pay for. Haha! It is sooooooooooo tight man, i just wish that the blood was more relistic and that the graphics were better, but i give it a 9 fpr the nonstop action. Old school arcade style, plus you get like 40 levels for $20.
Download Serious Sam Next Encounter ROM for GameCube and Play Serious Sam Next Encounter Video Game on your PC, Mac, Android or iOS device! I was surprised by this because sound detection of your foes is a huge part of the game's charm (it doesn't support surround sound). Please try your search again later. 3/4-Player splitscreen is not affected and displays/scales properly. Using the widescreen hack with this title is not recommended. Serious Sam--a shooter as cutting edge as a calculator wrist-watch--has all those things. Games have evolved for sure. Sure, it gets old, but $20 for a decently long single-player and well-done multiplayer is more than reasonable.
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Serious Sam: Next Encounter is a spin-off first person shooter in the Serious Sam series of video games. Serious Sam: Next Encounter Impressions. If you want a "serious" FPS that's kinda like the old DOOM except sped up 10x get this game! Awesome! This is fitting, as Next Encounter is limited (not being a proper sequel), but you'll find that Sam's penchant for carnage fits like a glove.Rated: 7.75 out of 10Editor: Matthew KatoSubscribe to Game Informer -- Game Informer Review. Ten years ago this balls-out approach might've been considered fresh, but today it feels like an empty stereotype of the genre's past.
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package com.widesteppe;

import com.widesteppe.actors.Astronaut;
import com.widesteppe.actors.Crew;
import com.widesteppe.actors.Human;
import com.widesteppe.utils.MainTimer;
import com.widesteppe.utils.MyPrefs;

public class Director {
    public static final int SLEEP_DURATION = 6;
    public static final int WORK_DURATION = 6;
    private Crew crew;
    private Quest quest;

    public Quest getQuest() {
        return quest;
    }

    public enum SCHEDULE {
        FIRST_SHIFT(16, 0, 8),
        SECOND_SHIFT(10, 18, 2);
        private float sleepTimeStart;
        private float firstHalfWorkStart;
        private float secondHalfWorkStart;

        SCHEDULE(float sleepTimeStart, float firstHalfWorkStart, float secondHalfWorkStart) {
            this.sleepTimeStart = sleepTimeStart;
            this.firstHalfWorkStart = firstHalfWorkStart;
            this.secondHalfWorkStart = secondHalfWorkStart;
        }

        public float getSleepTimeStart() {
            return sleepTimeStart;
        }

        public float getFirstHalfWorkStart() {
            return firstHalfWorkStart;
        }

        public float getSecondHalfWorkStart() {
            return secondHalfWorkStart;
        }
    }

    public Director(Crew crew) {
        this.crew = crew;
        quest = new Quest(this, MyPrefs.getInstance().getMissionId());

    }

    public void update(float delta) {
        updateSchedule();
        quest.update(delta);
    }

    private void updateSchedule() {
        for (Astronaut astronaut : crew.getMembers()) {
            if (astronaut.getInfo().getRole() == Crew.ROLE.ROBOT) continue;
            if (astronaut.isDialog) {
                continue;
            }
            Human human = (Human) astronaut;
            if (human.getCurrentState() == Astronaut.AI_STATE.WALKING) continue;
            switch (human.getInfo().getSchedule()) {
                case FIRST_SHIFT: {
                    generateTargetActivity(SCHEDULE.FIRST_SHIFT, human);
                    break;
                }
                case SECOND_SHIFT: {
                    generateTargetActivity(SCHEDULE.SECOND_SHIFT, human);
                    break;
                }
            }
        }
    }

    private void generateTargetActivity(SCHEDULE shift, Human human) {
        human.setCurrentState(Astronaut.AI_STATE.ACTIVITY);
        int hour = MainTimer.getCurrentGameHour();
        Human.ACTIVITY targetActivity;
        if (hour >= shift.getSleepTimeStart() && hour < shift.getSleepTimeStart() + SLEEP_DURATION) {
            targetActivity = Human.ACTIVITY.SLEEP;
        } else if ((hour >= shift.getFirstHalfWorkStart() && hour < shift.getFirstHalfWorkStart() + WORK_DURATION)
                || (hour >= shift.getSecondHalfWorkStart() && hour < shift.getSecondHalfWorkStart() + WORK_DURATION)) {
            targetActivity = Human.ACTIVITY.WORK;
        } else {
            targetActivity = Human.ACTIVITY.EAT;
        }
        human.setTargetActivity(targetActivity);
    }

    public Crew getCrew() {
        return crew;
    }
}

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About organ clocks
Organ clock music
There are traditional music pieces from Mozart, Beethoven and Haydn
Organ clock music encompasses only a very small segment of our Western musical culture. Despite this, such an area of music does exist in its own right. On the one hand, a composer who is writing for a small organ clock is limited by the range and volume of the instrument, but on the other hand be has completely different tone qualities at his disposal. The limits and possibilities of a musician's playing techniques are not relevant here at all. Even 15-part chords or simultaneously played chords with runs or trills are possible.
Music examples:
With the pinned barrels of these small organ mechanisms the most subtle variations in tempo and rhythm are possible. By influencing the response of the pipes, the finest nuances in articulation are obtainable, since the valves can be opened at differing speeds. Music can be made much more dynamic than is possible when performed by a musician. And a fuller sound is possible because there is no restriction of the performing musician's ten fingers.
From Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart to Ludwig van Beethoven to Joseph Haydn, the most wonderful music is handed down for these small instruments. But also appropriately designed folk music sets sound extremely lovable. In a residential building hourly flute clock music spreads an atmosphere of personal security. Our music, which is strained by electronic sound production, exerts an incomparable charm on this music.
Each barrel is an expression of the marking musician
The designer who marks the barrel must be a sensitive musician who has experience in harmonization and ornamentation and finds an ideal form of musical expression in his making of the barrel. The barrel itself has had a long tradition over 250 years, having been used for chimes, mechanical spinets, harp clocks, then organ clocks, as well as for ordinary barrel organs. From the middle of the eighteenth century onwards, the heyday of the organ clock, the possibilities for rendering music with the pinned barrel reached a state of perfection. Essential for such perfection, however, was the precision and durability of the organ clock movements achieved by the clockmakers of the time.


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Hubert Heinrich Ritzenhofen (* 3. Oktober 1879 in Amsterdam; † 7. April 1961 in Düsseldorf) war ein deutscher Maler.

Leben
Nach seiner ersten Ausbildung an der Kunstgewerbeschule Düsseldorf studierte Ritzenhofen von 1896 bis 1907 an der Kunstakademie Düsseldorf bei Heinrich Lauenstein, Willy Spatz, Eduard Gebhardt und zuletzt als Meisterschüler von Claus Meyer. Seit 1903 verfügte er über ein eigenes Atelier im Akademiegebäude. 1904 wohnte er in der Dammstraße 8.

Von 1926 bis 1961 war er Mitglied im Düsseldorfer Künstlerverein Malkasten. Ritzenhofen blieb in Düsseldorf ansässig, wo er Helena Petronella (* 1894) heiratete, eine Tochter des aus 's-Hertogenbosch gebürtigen Düsseldorfer Bildhauers Adrian Carnas (1862–1948). Er betätigte sich als Landschafts-, Marine-, Genre- und Porträtmaler und unternahm Studienreisen in die Niederlande, nach Belgien und Frankreich. Vorwiegend wählte er Motive aus Düsseldorf und Umgebung.

Sein Ölgemälde Weißer Sonntag in St. Lambertus ist als Dauerleihgabe der Familie Ritzenhofen im Stadtmuseum Düsseldorf zu sehen. Sein Sohn Walter Ritzenhofen studierte an der Kunstakademie Düsseldorf bei Wilhelm Schmurr und wurde ebenfalls Maler.

Ausstellungen (Auswahl)
Werke von Ritzenhofen waren in mehreren Ausstellungen zu sehen:
 1904: Der Klosterkoch und Maiandacht in der Jahresausstellung im königlichen Glaspalast in München
 1907: Am weißen Sonntag oder Weißer Sonntag in St. Lambertus, Große Kunstausstellung in Düsseldorf
 1912: La Panne, Frühjahrsausstellung in Düsseldorf
 17. Oktober bis 21. November 1979: Hubert Ritzenhofen – ein Maler und Zeichner des alten Düsseldorf im Stadtgeschichtlichen Museum Düsseldorf
 16. Januar bis 31. März 1984: Hubert Ritzenhofen (1879–1961); Handzeichnungen, Düsseldorfer Motive in der Galerie G. Paffrath in Düsseldorf

Literatur

 Ritzenhofen, Hubert. In: Hermann Alexander Müller, Hans Wolfgang Singer (Hrsg.): Allgemeines Künstler-Lexikon. Leben und Werke der berühmtesten bildenden Künstler. Band 6, Rütten & Loening, Frankfurt am Main 1922, S. 236 (Digitalisat).

 Gisela Cursiefen: Hubert Ritzenhofen 1879–1961: Leben und Werk. Tenea, Berlin 2000, ISBN 3-932274-48-2.

Weblinks
 Hubert Ritzenhofen im Virtuellen Katalog Kunstgeschichte
 Hubert Ritzenhofen, Datenblatt im Portal rkd.nl (Rijksbureau voor Kunsthistorische Documentatie)

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An ancient symbol, the "Hand of Fatima" crosses over several religious and cultural boundaries. Over many centuries, it has become a known universal symbol of protection. It protects against the "evil eye", a term that represents a broad range of negativity - including our own internal fears. This symbol is also known as the Hamsa Hand, Hand of Miriam, and Hand of Mary.


Low pressure moving east in the Maritimes will deepen and interact with an incoming ridge of high pressure to create gusty northwest winds across the Saint John Valley Wednesday with areas of blowing snow and low visibility at times before winds will subside Wednesday evening. High pressure will build across the area Thursday followed by increasing clouds Friday as low pressure tracks from Cape Cod towards Nova Scotia Friday. Snow is likely through the day Friday with several inches accumulation for Fort Kent and the northern border region of the County.
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Mostly clear in the morning then partly cloudy in the afternoon. Westerly winds around 5 mph. Thursday night, increasing clouds with a 50 percent chance for snow. South/southeast wind around 5 mph. Wind chill values in the low single digits above zero overnight.
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Sunday, November 18: High: near 20. Low: low 10s.
Partly cloudy with west winds 0 to 7 mph. Sunday night, partly cloudy with a slight chance for show showers. Southwest winds 0 to 7 mph.
Monday, November 19: High: mid-20s. Low: low 10s.
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James Kerian: Will Fear Mongering Kill Measure 1's Protections For Life?
September 2, 2014 | by Rob Port
"I don't just believe life begins at conception; I know it as a scientific certainty." – Dr. Ron Paul
Measure 1 on the ballot this fall will add the following phrase to Article I (The Declaration Of Rights) in our state constitution:
"The inalienable right to life of every human being at any stage of development must be recognized and protected."
The purpose of the measure is to increase constitutional protection of the pro-life laws that the legislature has enacted. These include ensuring that women are given full disclosure of information prior to an abortion, providing that abortion can only be performed by licensed physicians with hospital admitting privileges to protect women in case of emergencies, making sure parents are notified if their daughter is seeking an abortion, and prohibiting the gruesome partial-birth abortion procedure.
When this measure was first introduced in the legislature I could not see how it was necessary. It seemed obvious that the legislature had the authority to enact these laws and it seemed unthinkable that a North Dakota judge would strike them down or claim that they somehow conflicted with North Dakota's constitution. Last summer, however, Judge Wickham Corwin of North Dakota's East Central Judicial District claimed to have discovered a fundamental right to abortion in North Dakota's constitution and, therefore, struck down the state's law regulating abortifacient drugs. Shortly thereafter he also struck down North Dakota's requirement that before performing an abortion a doctor must acquire admitting privileges at a local hospital.
Corwin's first decision has been appealed to the ND Supreme Court and the lawsuit over the admitting privileges law has settled. Nevertheless, his excursions in judicial activism have certainly clarified the value of further constitutional protection for our pro-life laws. Fortunately during the last legislative session Measure 1 was approved by the senate judiciary committee, overwhelmingly passed the senate, received supermajority support in the house human services committee and near supermajority support in the full house of representatives.
North Dakota voters will, therefore, have the opportunity to approve Measure 1 this fall and to clarify that when North Dakota'sconstitution speaks of "inalienable rights, among which are those of enjoying and defending life and liberty" we intend those rights to be recognized for everyone.
The opponents of Measure 1 have done everything they can to avoid talking about abortion. They have claimed that Measure 1 will interfere with end-of-life decisions, criminalize miscarriage, ban in vitro fertilization, etc etc etc. The claims get more absurd with each passing week but they all boil down to the repeated assertion that Measure 1 is "vauge and poorly written."
It is a poll tested and time proven technique to throw mud at a ballot measure and try to create enough uncertainty, fear and confusion that people vote no simply because it seems safest not to change anything. Time will tell if that strategy will work for the abortion lobby and their supporters here in North Dakota but it is easy to see now that these criticisms of Measure 1 are completely unfounded.
As mentioned above Measure 1 received overwhelming support in both the ND Senate and the ND House of Representatives. This included majority support from both the attorneys and the medical doctors who serve in our legislature. The supporters of Measure 1 have painstakingly assembled experts both in medical care and in ND law to explain in detail that this amendment to the constitution's declaration of rights does not ban or criminalize anything. The declaration of rights is not the criminal code. The declaration of rights lays out broad (and yes, vague) principles to support specific laws (like the two that Corwin struck down) but in and of itself it does not prohibit anything. No one has ever been prosecuted for violating the declaration of rights.
Look at section 1 of the declaration of rights:
"All individuals are by nature equally free and independent and have certain inalienable rights, among which are those of enjoying and defending life and liberty; acquiring, possessing and protecting property and reputation; pursuing and obtaining safety and happiness; and to keep and bear arms for the defense of their person, family, property, and the state, and for lawful hunting, recreational, and other lawful purposes, which shall not be infringed."
Compare that to the new section that would be created by Measure 1:
There are, as I mention above, plenty of experts in medicine and law who have debunked the scare mongering of Measure 1 opponents. Honestly, however, anyone with a grade school education ought to be able to compare the two passages above and see that if section 1 is not dangerously "vague" then the new section created by Measure 1 is certainly safe. Vote yes on Measure 1.
Plain Talk: Debating NDSU's "Junk Mail" Sex Education Program
If You're Pro-Life You Should Support NDSU's "Junk Mail" Program
Print Column: North Dakota's New Ethics Regulations May Make Politics Less Transparent


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Quantum Energy Teleportation. Drunken Risibility.
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Time is one of the most difficult concepts in physics. It enters in the equations in a rather artificial way – as an external parameter. Although strictly speaking time is a quantity that we measure, it is not possible in quantum physics to define a time-observable in the same way as for the other quantities that we measure (position, momentum, etc.). The intuition that we have about time is that of a uniform flow, as suggested by the regular ticks of clocks. Time flows undisturbed by the variety of events that may occur in an irregular pattern in the world. Similarly, the quantum vacuum is the most regular state one can think of. For example, a persistent superconducting current flows at a constant speed – essentially forever. Can then one use the quantum vacuum as a clock? This is a fascinating dispute in condensed-matter physics, formulated as the problem of existence of time crystals. A time crystal, by analogy with a crystal in space, is a system that displays a time-regularity under measurement, while being in the ground (vacuum) state.
Then, if there is an energy (the zero-point energy) associated with empty space, it follows via the special theory of relativity that this energy should correspond to an inertial mass. By the principle of equivalence of the general theory of relativity, inertial mass is identical with the gravitational mass. Thus, empty space must gravitate. So, how much does empty space weigh? This question brings us to the frontiers of our knowledge of vacuum – the famous problem of the cosmological constant, a problem that Einstein was wrestling with, and which is still an open issue in modern cosmology.
Finally, although we cannot locally extract the zero-point energy of the vacuum fluctuations, the vacuum state of a field can be used to transfer energy from one place to another by using only information. This protocol has been called quantum energy teleportation and uses the fact that different spatial regions of a quantum field in the ground state are entangled. It then becomes possible to extract locally energy from the vacuum by making a measurement in one place, then communicating the result to an experimentalist in a spatially remote region, who would be able then to extract energy by making an appropriate (depending on the result communicated) measurement on her or his local vacuum. This suggests that the vacuum is the primordial essence, the ousia from which everything came into existence.
Spirit is Matter on the Seventh Plane; Matter is Spirit – on the Lowest Point of its Cyclic Activity; and Both — are MAYA. Note Quote.
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In the 1930s the scientist Sir James Jeans wrote:
the tendency of modem physics is to resolve the whole material universe into waves, and nothing but waves. These waves are of two kinds: bottled-up waves, which we call matter, and unbottled waves, which we call radiation or light. If annihilation of matter occurs, the process is merely that of unbottling imprisoned wave-energy and setting it free to travel through space. These concepts reduce the whole universe to a world of light, potential or existent . . . . — The Mysterious Universe
The idea of matter being crystallized light echoes what H. P. Blavatsky wrote half a century earlier in The Secret Doctrine , where she speaks of "that infinite Ocean of Light, whose one pole is pure Spirit lost in the absoluteness of Non-Being, and the other, the matter in which it condenses, crystallizing into a more and more gross type as it descends into manifestation" (The Secret Doctrine). Material particles, she said, were infinitely divisible centers of force , and matter could therefore exist in infinitely varying degrees of density. Our physical senses have been evolved to perceive only one particular plane of matter, which is interpenetrated by countless other worlds or planes invisible to us because composed of ranges of energy-substance both finer and grosser than our own.
Modern science has analyzed matter down to the point where it vanishes into wisps of energy. Energy is said to be a measure of motion or activity. But motion of what? It is a truism that there can be no motion without something that moves. Scientists in the last century believed that wave-motion took place in a universal medium called the ether. This hypothesis was abandoned because the ether proved to be chemically and physically undetectable, and science was left with the unlikely idea that waves are transmitted through "empty space."
Modern physicists believe that underlying the material world there is a quantum field, also called the quantum void or vacuum. The quantum field is said to be "a continuous medium which is present everywhere in space" ( The Tao of Physics ) and matter is said to be constituted by regions of space in which the field is extremely intense. Scientists assert that the quantum field is non-material, but deny that it is mere nothingness. Paul Davies states that the quantum void is not inert and featureless but throbbing with energy and vitality, a seething ferment of "Virtual" particles and "ghost" particles. ( Superforce ) It therefore seems to be actually a form of ether, which is non-material only in the sense that it is not composed of physical matter. Rather than material particles being "knots of nothingness," as Davies calls them, they may therefore be seen as vibrations in an etheric medium composed of a subtler, super physical grade of substance. The same reasoning applies to all the other "non-material" fields and forces postulated by science.
Everything is relative. Physical matter is condensed energy, but what for us is energy would be matter for beings on a higher plane than ours, as is suggested by the fact that energy does not exist in a continuous flow but is composed of discrete units or quanta. Likewise, the energy on the next plane would be matter to an even higher plane. The loftiest form of energy in any particular hierarchy of worlds is what we call spirit or consciousness. As H. P. Blavatsky put it: "Spirit is matter on the seventh plane ; matter is Spirit – on the lowest point of its cyclic activity; and both — are MAYA." ( The Secret Doctrine ). To say that spirit and matter are "maya" or illusion does not mean that they do not exist, but that we do not understand them as they really are. Any particular plane of energy-substance can be understood only with reference to superior, causal planes. Everything — from atom to human, from star to universe — is the expression of something higher.
Throughout the ages, sages and seers have suggested that hidden within the phenomenal world in which we live there are inner worlds of reality — astral, mental, and spiritual — and that the physical world is but a pale shadow of the spiritual world. These inner worlds cannot be investigated with physical instruments, but only by delving into the depths of our own minds and consciousness, and this requires many lives of self-purification and self-conquest. Scientists using only materialistic methods are in no position to deny point-blank the possibility of such higher planes.
Most scientists, in fact, now believe that some 90% of the matter in the universe exists in a state unknown to them; it is called "dark matter" because it is physically unobservable, and its existence is known of only by its gravitational effects. Such matter is suggestive of the higher subplanes and planes postulated by theosophy, which are composed of matter of increasingly slower rates of vibration and are therefore beyond our range of perception. Given scientists' confessed ignorance of most of the matter in the universe and their inability to explain satisfactorily the evolution of life and consciousness and the "laws of nature" along materialistic lines, any suggestion that they are on the verge of discovering the innermost secrets of nature or of reducing the mystery of existence to a single equation is premature to say the least!
In theosophical philosophy, the physical universe is regarded as no more than a cross section through infinitude. Universal nature is composed of worlds within worlds within worlds, filled full of conscious, living beings at infinitely varying stages of their evolutionary awakenment. Our finite minds cannot embrace the infinite. As G. de Purucker says in his Fundamentals of the Esoteric Philosophy , we can do no more than to try and form a simple conception of the Boundless All: never-ending life and consciousness in unceasing motion everywhere. The ancients, he says, were never so foolish as to try to fathom infinitude. They recognized the reality of being and let it go at that, knowing that an ever-expanding consciousness and an ever-growing understanding of existence is all that we can ever attain to during our eternal evolutionary journey through the fields of infinitude.


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[New publication] Tusaaji: A Translation Review: Volume 6, No. 6, 2018
March 30, 2019 Publications
Tusaaji: A Translation Review: Volume 6, No. 6, 2018
Link to this issue: https://tusaaji.journals.yorku.ca/index.php/tusaaji?fbclid=IwAR14ZpFcRWCm6xX53DnvWcHIcKpgBFi2vIJ1Wbg70pFoJ9b-kXd0pbD37Oo
Note from the Guest Editor, by Şehnaz Tahir Gürçağlar
Translation is the materialization of webs of relations. Viewed as an event, translation bears the traces of bodies, voices, and experiences. As artifacts, translations are themselves marks of relations because they manifest themselves through language and offer us sites to map those relations. Beyond the text, as a web and in its chaotic, messy nature, translation is a site for agents, institutions, texts and strategies to be brought together "on the same map of culture" so that their relations can be traced "in the form of complex networks" (Tahir Gürçağlar 727). Translations and the surrounding paratexts constitute part of the "translator's archive" and allow us to trace the presence of the translating subject. The "translator's archive" is a concept that encompasses a translators' texts, paratexts, and statements, her body of works—both published and unpublished—i.e. the material traces of a translator. The "translator's archive" also goes beyond its textual composition to designate "a discursive formation and a dynamic and organic composition […] that is not limited to the archive's textual materiality but includes translators' biographies, their practices, the agents involved in the translating event, and the relations among them" (Guzmán 6-7). The translator's archive can and should be studied from various angles, including linguistic, cultural and sociological analyses, and in that sense it provides a fruitful site for transdisciplinary approaches. This issue of Tusaaji sheds light on the traces of translators that can be found in and through translation. The contributors conceptualize the notion of trace from a variety of perspectives and in a wide range of genres. The issue opens with Marella Feltrin-Morris' study on deviations from the norm in translators' prefaces to Dante's Divine Comedy, where she explores the prefaces as a unique space that may reveal the authentic voices of the translators. Carline Cunha Ramos Quaresma tackles the unique position of Kaká Werá Jecupé, an indigenous author and translator, mediating and leaving multiple traces in the Brazilian cultural context through his books on the ancestral myths of the Guarani people. Ceyda Elgül explores translation and biography writing as homologous acts of representation and traces the subjectivities of two Borges biographers through their books and the paratexts surrounding them. Alexandra Hillinger focuses on the third English translation of the novel Les Anciens Canadiens as the product of the individual initiative of its translator, Jane Brierley, by focusing on both the translator's preface and the exchanges between her and the Canada Council for the Arts. Sanjukta Banerjee examines French travel accounts of eighteenth-century multilingual India and explores the traces left in them by the very crucial figure of the native translator/interpreter. Finally, Beatrijs Vanacker highlights the historical interplay of gender and translation. She focuses on three eighteenth-century female author/translators who made use of translation and pseudotranslation, and their paratexts to assert their authorship in a largely male dominated literary field.
Finally, the poem "Korku" by the Turkish poet Enis Batur, translated aptly into English by Saliha Paker with the title "Fear", captures a moment in time, highlighting the visual and poetic traces of conversations among a group of artists and poets in the poet's memory.
Gürçağlar, Şehnaz Tahir. "Chaos Before Order: Network Maps and Research Design in DTS." Connecting Translation and Network Studies, special issue of Meta, vol. 52, n.º 4, 2007, pp. 724-743.
Guzmán, María Constanza. "Translation North and South: Composing the Translator's Archive." Traduction et conscience sociale/Translation and Social Conscience: Around the Work of Daniel Simeoni, special issue of TTR : traduction, terminology, rédaction, vol. 26, n.º 2, 2013, pp. 171-191.
Welcome Intrusions: Capturing the Unexpected in Translators' Prefaces to Dante's Divine Comedy, by Marella Feltrin-Morris
Abstract: As part of an ongoing research project, this essay examines a number of translators' prefaces to Dante's Divine Comedy, summarizing recurring patterns and then focusing on deviations from the norm. The majority of these prefaces tend to follow a script, particularly in the case of retranslations of classical texts, which require an acknowledgment of past translations, a homage to the authority of the source text and a display of the translator's expertise. However, occasional detours from the predictable constellation of themes deserve closer scrutiny, since they give a more authentic voice to the individuals who engaged with the text in its deepest form, not merely within the confines of a prescriptive formula, but expanding the potential of this unique space towards new avenues of discovery.
A metáfora antropofágica em Todas as vezes que dissemos adeus de Kaká Werá Jecupé, by Carline Cunha Ramos Quaresma
Abstract: As one of the first Indigenous authors in Brazil to record the myths of his own people in book form, Kaká Werá Jecupé occupies a privileged space of enunciation vis-à-vis other writers who have published books about Indigenous verbal arts. His books rescue the ancestral memory of the Guarani people and carry with them the differential of having been written by someone who belongs to this culture. According to Kaká Werá Jecupé, until the publication, in 1994, of the first edition of Todas as vezes que dissemos adeus, Brazilian Indigenous culture had always been presented through the voices of anthropologists, indigenists, or social scientists. In this paper I focus on the resonances in the book of the anthropophagy metaphor—a trace of Indigenous culture drawn by Oswald de Andrade as a political gesture for a discussion of questions of the relationship between self and other. I take it as a point of departure to discuss Kaká Werá Jecupé's position, living "between two worlds", and his mission to reveal his age-old tradition to so-called civilization, promoting the opening of a dialogue between cultures.
The Biographers' Encounter with Jorge Luis Borges: Authentic or Total?, by Ceyda Elgül
Abstract: This study sets out from the mutual concerns that biographers and translators face during the process of recreating a source for a new audience. It presents translation and biography writing as analogous forms of rewriting. Both biographers and translators are compelled to overcome the dilemma of the truth of the source vs. the authenticity of the rewrite. This requires them to consider matters such as fluency, (in)visibility, objectivity, fullness, accuracy, and competitiveness. Although each biography and translation offers unique solutions to these matters, they propose themselves as the "total"—exact, transparent, ultimate—representation of the source. Hence the rewriter's claim to authenticity. Based on this conceptual framework, in this paper I study the biographies Jorge Luis Borges by Jason Wilson and The Man in the Mirror of the Book by James Woodall as "authentic translations" of Jorge Luis Borges that aim to be the "total" English-language version of Jorge Luis Borges' life story. I discuss the subjectivities the biographers manifest in their works and the way in which each biography seems to present itself as total by highlighting different qualities depending on its biographer's agency.
Quand la traductrice prend les devants ou la deuxième retraduction des Anciens Canadiens, by Alexandra Hillinger
Abstract: In 1996, Jane Brierley authored Canadians of Old, the third translation of the novel Les Anciens Canadiens written by Philippe Aubert de Gaspé. This translation project was the result of a personal initiative on the part of the translator. Not only had she been passionate about Aubert de Gaspé's work for years, but she had also previously translated his two other works. In order to carry out her project, she contacted the publishing house Véhicule Press and submitted a grant application to the Canada Council for the Arts. In that sense, Jane Brierley is certainly not an invisible translator: the translation of Les Anciens Canadiens was very much her project. This article sets out to sketch a portrait of this translator and to analyze the context of production and reception of this last translation of the novel. The article examines the preface and scholarly article written by Brierley, as well as the exchanges between the translator and the Canada Council for the Arts. The goal is to explore the translation process in a situation in which the translator is in charge.
Tracing the Local: The Translator-Travellee in French Accounts of India, by Sanjukta Banerjee
Abstract: This paper examines aspects of multilingual India as described in a few eighteenth-century French travel accounts of the subcontinent to underscore the interactional history of representation that the conventions of European travel writing have tended to elide, particularly in the context of the subcontinent. It draws on the notions of fractal and vertical in travel to examine vernacular-Sanskrit relations encountered by the travellers, and to render visible the role of the "translator-travellee" in embedding vernacular knowledge in international discursive networks. Rather than merely questioning the travellers' often skewed and necessarily partial readings of India's linguistic plurality, I approach these travel accounts as crucial for understanding the specificity of the region's multilingualism, one that was largely incommensurable with the typology of language that the accounts seek to establish.
The Gender of Pseudotranslation in the Works of Marie-Jeanne Riccoboni, Mme Beccari and Cornélie Wouters, by Beatrijs Vanacker
Abstract: While authorship recognition was a challenge for all eighteenth-century aspiring writers regardless of their gender, the social position of women was such that public claims of authorship and ownership over a text were even less self-evident in the public sphere. As will be illustrated in this article, female writers especially made extensive use of transfer strategies (such as translation and pseudotranslation) to establish their authorship, thereby turning paratext and narrative into a dynamic maneuvering space. Considered from a gender perspective, the challenge for eighteenth-century female writers was to gradually "invent" themselves, or rather establish a voice of their own. Taking on a different (cultural) persona—even if only on a paratextual level—could provide them with a discursive "platform" from which they could negotiate their way into the literary field. In order to illustrate this gender-specific emancipatory quality of pseudotranslation, as established mainly in their paratexts, the present article proposes a comparative analysis of their forms and functions in the career and oeuvre of three eighteenth-century French women writers, Marie-Jeanne Riccoboni, Mme Beccari and Cornélie de Wouters, who all made extensive use of pseudo-English fiction.
Focus and Scope of the Journal:
In the Inuktitut language, the word tusaaji means "one who listens carefully." It designates a person who has an exceptional capacity to listen to others. Tusaaji is also the Inuit word for "interpreter/translator".
Tusaaji: A Translation Review is a space of collective inquiry into translation as the embodiment of larger questions of culture. We investigate translation at intersections across traditions, languages, and fields of knowledge and discourse. Our aim is to entertain a variety of voices in translation with a focus on the Americas.
We understand translation as a complex process of negotiation of meanings, knowledges, and subjectivities. We believe that translation plays a key role in the relationships between subjects and communities and constitutes a site to understand the historicity of cultural contact in contemporary societies. We conceive of translation as a transdisciplinary field in flux within a larger critique about the boundaries among disciplines.
Tusaaji is the online peer-reviewed journal of the Research Group on Translation and Transcultural Contact based in Toronto, at Glendon College (York University). Given its hemispheric focus,Tusaaji invites contributions in the languages of the Americas,both Euro-American and indigenous.
More information is available at: https://tusaaji.journals.yorku.ca/index.php/tusaaji/about


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