Monday, July 25, 2011

Tuesday July 26 2011 my novel "Port of Errors" will be a fetured review. Check out the review. You can link to the site by clicking onto the flyer. This site also does give-a-ways and "Port of Errors" will be on the list of give-a-ways.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

A quick teaser from my new book "The Son of Nicholas Namely"

I don't feel there is any spoilage in this sliver of a read. But consider yourselves warned that you may know a little more than you may want to before you actually read the book. Check out this blog in the coming weeks to find a few more paragraphs from the book before its release date. Taking place at the high schools, homes and neighborhoods of several teenage students, "The Son of Nicholas Namely" is a young adult paranormal thriller that takes place in the dream-world. There are Skinwalkers, Spirits of the dead, Dreamscapers, night-terrors, Sandmen, and more. Daedree is a "Reader" in the dream-world. Though she is not the main character, she can see things and appear to those whose mind she is reading. In this particular excerpt, she is forced to read into the mind of Hunter Savage - a deadly night-terror, who has been the cause of much worry.

...Before too long, Daedree had found him. She quickly hid herself behind a beat up old couch, where a tiny mouse ran across the floor in front of her. She covered her mouth before she could let out a scream. Hunter was in a very dark place, both physically and mentally. Daedree peaked over the couch and could see details within the room that she hoped might be of help to the agents. She then noticed a filthy window that was too difficult to see through. Hunter was in a darker corner of the room, wallowing in his own disgust.

Escaping the scene, Daedree came-too in Mr. Xonder’s room, afraid to go on with the read. “It feels so empty and alone,” she explained, “I don’t know if I can go back.” Holding an emotional tear, she took a deep breath and continued, “There’s not one good thought in that place. There’s nothing but waste and want; I can feel his selfish craving and an abyss of secrets I hope to never know.”

This story is filled with suspense, romance, tragedy and many twists and turns. "The Son of Nicholas Namely" will be followed by three more novels in the "Nicholas Namely" series. The book is complete, but still evolving in the edit stage. For more information, please email me at:

Anyone wishing to read this 90,000 word novel for review please send your blog, website, or You Tube link and stats. I will be happy to send a copy in paperback, gifted through Amazon or as a coupon through Smashwords.

Friday, July 15, 2011

The poem that sparked "Port of Errors" the novel

The following Poem is what I wrote on one particular night in February 2002. I was bored and thought I would write a poem that would tell a story. I always loved those types of songs and poems. I sat down at my computer and just began to write. The names just came to me as I wrote and the story just unfolded as I wrote. I edited very little of it for grammar and to tell the story in a timeline that would work best. But other than that this poem wrote itself. I thought it was a pretty amazing story and I had no clue that the ruler of England at the time this story seemed to take place was a queen who ruled without a king at her side. So, it seemed to me that this story was something that was meant to be. I began writing the novel that same month and completed it within three months. Over the course of the next 9 years I edited and researched and continued in this cycle until it was complete. I did put it off during that time for months at a time, becoming tired of the constant changes and errors. The name "Port of Errors" as an infamous island did not come to me until I was half way through the book. "Port of Errors" seemed like a good pirate name and so I decided to base much of the story on that island or around it. It was then that I decided to name the book after the island and "Port of Errors" was as the title was born. In coming up with the series name, me and my wife brainstormed. I loved the word "Tyranny" as it feels so treacherous and pirate-esque. It took a few weeks to settle on the name "Born of Tyranny" but that is exactly how these men turned to piracy in my novel. Terrible events and tyrannical characters kind of shape and form the personalities within the story until they evolve into the characters they are. I LOVE this story and hope you will enjoy the poem...

“Black-Hearted and Captain Stirvin”

He’s Black-Hearted tyranny
Over the eerie seas
Ruling the waters in vile ways
He loves the life he leads
This Black-Hearted captain
Would lead his crew to gold
And never leave these waters
He’s much too powerful
He pleasures in his piracy
And plunders every shore
He’s a bearded one-eyed sailor
Who rules his vessel…“Whore!
Baring a three-foot machete
Sharp as a razors edge
Only skull and crossbones
Be his one true pledge

“Captain Daniel Stirvin”
A mighty man is he
Every sailor swears he is
The bravest man on the sea
Standing a whole foot taller
Than any man alive
He flaunts his deadly pistol 
Just daring men to try
His eyes will pierce a king’s own heart
And they will tell his tale
His burnt skin and callused hands
Prove him prince o’er sail

“Black-Hearted” the pirate
Would face Stirvin’s sail
Just to put a blade thru him
And take and drink his ale

“Daniel Stirvin” the captain
Over the queen’s own fleet
Has vowed to rid these waters
Of this pirate o’er the sea

But “Daniel Garrett Stirvin”
Be his adopted name
And the pirate they call “Black-Hearted”
Was an orphan just the same
They be very best of friends
Unbeknownst to them, this day
And they haven’t seen each other’s face
Since they were taken away
While growing up they took an oath
Before parting ways
They swore to one another
They’d meet again some day
And when that day would come for them
How joyful they would be
Friends unto the end of life
Like brothers, like family

And as fate would have it
They both be captain now
And on the far horizon
Be seen, by each, a bow
Fire roared inside each man
Tempers flared so hot
And racing toward each other
Their men so bravely fought
And when they finally met again
A tear came to their eyes
And in that very second
Each captain felt to die
Choked up on their memories
Their love would always stand
But each knew the others fate
Be in the others hand

Black-Hearted felt so empty
He could not choose a route
Seconds seemed like eternity
But there really was no doubt

Captain Daniel Stirvin
Deeply valued their past too
But now they both be captain
… He knew what he must do

They stood their ground a moment
And held their tears amiss
They walked up to each other

And shared a hug and kiss

Each captain, then, stepped apart

Swallowed and took a breath

And in that very moment
It ended… with a death!
Steve V Cypert
February 18, 2002
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