Today, I'm spotlighting two upcoming books from V.E. Lemp. Check out The Light from Other Suns and The Dark of Other Skies!
Artist Karen Foster draws while
dreaming. Scientists label her a valuable commodity. Aliens call her their
perfect messenger.
Seeking money for art supplies,
Karen is thrilled when charming researcher Alex Wythe recruits her for a dream
study called the Morpheus Project. But the Morpheus Project is not what it
seems, and neither are the detailed technical illustrations Karen draws in her
sleep.
Warned off by government agent
Mark Hallam, Karen refuses to leave the project, even after her fellow subjects
suffer breakdowns. Like the sun, her love for Alex blinds her.
Karen believes their love is
forever, until a tragic accident blasts both their lives.
Aided by Mark—as well as a UFO
investigator, his psychic daughter, and the dark-eyed strangers who haunt her
dreams—Karen must fight to uncover the truth.
A truth that includes humans
trading lives for profits—and a powerful cabal that will kill to keep such secrets
from the world.
A truth that unveils the ultimate,
terrifying, reality –
We have never been alone.
From: THE LIGHT FROM OTHER SUNS by
V. E. Lemp
This excerpt is from the dream
journal that my protagonist keeps as part of her participation in the Morpheus
Project. Just a note: although Karen’s dream journal entries are written in
first person POV, the rest of the book is written in third person POV.
Dream
Journal, April 16th:
I
walked alone on a wooded path. The forest was eerily quiet, with no sound of
insects or animals. In a clearing, a small group of people draped nets from the
tree branches. The group was dressed in identical outfits—baggy camouflage camp
shirts, khaki pants, and heavy hiking boots. They’d shoved their dark hair up
into black baseball caps. Androgynously slender, it was impossible to tell
whether the individual members were male or female.
I asked what they were doing. One of them
informed me they were trapping birds for a scientific study. I glanced at the
far edge of the clearing and noticed two members of the group handling captured
birds. They carefully extracted each bird from the net and placed it in a wire
cage. After a few moments, when the bird had calmed its wild fluttering, it was
taken from the cage and a small object was inserted in its neck using what
looked like a large hypodermic needle.
“Are you harming them?” I asked.
“We do not intend to,” said one of the
group, “but it sometimes happens.”
“Do they die?”
“From time to time. It is unfortunate, but
the research must be completed.”
“If you’re studying them,” I said, “why not
just keep them in a cage?”
“Because if you study the habits of
something trapped in a cage you only learn how they behave while living in a
cage. We want to learn much more. We want to understand how they behave in
their own world.”
“In their own habitat, you mean.”
Heads turned, and I felt several pairs of
dark eyes fix on me.
“Yes, habitat, of course,” said the figure
holding the hypodermic.
“And why do this?” I asked. “What’s the
point?”
“What point is there,” said the individual
cradling the bird, “to art, Karen Foster?”
“This is not art. It’s science.”
“Science is our art,” said the one with the
needle. “We have no other.”
“No art? How can you live?” A strange
current of pity flowed through me. There was no life without art. At least no
life I could imagine.
“We observe,” said the figure holding the
bird. “We study. And we appreciate”—his hands opened, releasing the bird into
the air—“the art of others.”
As the bird spiraled into the clear blue of
the sky I woke from the dream.
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Older than our recorded
history, and far superior in knowledge and technology, the Oneiroi are too
alien to ever step foot on Earth.
Yet, aided by powerful
human collaborators, they invaded Karen's dreams, stole her art, and shattered
her life.
Now Karen must prevent them
from destroying her planet.
The Oneiroi,
extraterrestrials who’ve studied Earth for centuries, consider humans their lab
rats. But a contingent of this ancient race—seeking to halt all
experimentation—has launched a rebellion. Their mission, while just, is poised
to ignite a battle that could blast Earth to a cinder.
With the planet tossed
like a ball between fearsome forces, hope lies with a small band of humans and
sympathetic aliens. Pursued by ruthless collaborators happy to sacrifice
millions to silence the truth, Karen and her allies discover that only evidence
bought with blood can expose those trading Earth’s autonomy for wealth and
power.
It's time the world knew
--
We are not alone.
She loves speculative
fiction in all formats, including books, television, and film. She also admits
an unhealthy obsession with television shows that document extraterrestrial
encounters and UFO sightings, and enjoys programs that present mind-expanding
examinations of scientific discoveries and theories.
She believes the
most important question is always: “What
if?”
V. E. Lemp, who
writes in other genres under the pennames Vicki
L. Weavil and Victoria Gilbert,
is represented by Frances Black of Literary Counsel, NY, NY.
You can find and
follow V. E. Lemp online here:
Website/blog: http://vickilweavil.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/VickiLWeavil
Author Page on
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Congrats. This story sounds quite captivating.
ReplyDeleteIt really does.
DeleteCongrats to V.E. I love her cover. Spooky, but the color really stands out!
ReplyDeleteI love it too.
DeleteI love the title Light From Other Suns. Sounds like a great book! The Dark of Other Skies also sounds interesting. Best of luck to V.E. :)
ReplyDelete~Jess
Thanks for dropping by, Jess.
DeleteI really like the cover work!
ReplyDeleteIt's great!
DeleteThese sound like intriguing stories. Lovely covers too. Congratulations, V. E. Best of luck to you.
ReplyDeleteI agree, Beverly!
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