Genre: Fantasy
About standardcrowLocation: Berlin Home Region: Age:27 Favorite novels: Everything is Illuminated, Como Agua Para Chocolate, Perfume, Night Watch, American Gods, The Winter Queen. Favorite writers: Patrick Süskind, Laura Esquivel, Jonathan Safran Foer, Alexandar Hemon, Sergei Lukianenko, Boris Akunin, Neil Gaiman, Terry Prattchett Favorite music: ASP, ASP, ASP, ASP, ASP, Alexander Spreng oh and maybe... ASP Non-noveling interests: Genealogy, Languages, Travel, Studying |
Joined: Oktober 4, 2009 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 16 NaNoWriMo buddies: 23
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Synopsis: Summon The Crows
-Has this century been worse
Than the ages that went before?
Perhaps in this, that in a daze of grief and anguish
It touched, but could not cure, the vilest sore.
In the west the earthly sun is still shining,
And the roofs of the cities gleam in its rays,
But here the white one already chalks crosses on the houses
And summons the crows, and the crows come flying..
Winter 1919
-- Anna Akhmatova translated by Judith Hemschemeyer
Climate change is going on right now, it's all over the news. The last hundred years have been a time of global warming. So working for the Met Office really is the job to know what's going on. Rich Kersley is off to Moscow, much to his disgust and the glee of his boss, for a joint initiative with the Russian State Hydrometeorological department, investigating the unusual clouds that have begun to form over Sparrow Hills. But all is not as it seems. Soon he finds himself in the middle of a war. Ancient magical families are fighting to control the world, but each spell they cast changes the atmosphere, like an Amazonian butterfly. It doesn't help that there's a precocious little seven year old going round making things happen... because they seemed cool, with a Mum who wants to protect her from the Weather Wars. Only now there is too much residual magic and nobody can stop the oncoming tide...
Excerpt: Summon The Crows
OK, this made no sense whatsoever. The dark funnel shape about 140 yards wide loomed towards them from the wall of the storm This had to be a record breaker, it was going well over the 60 mph they were doing. You just don’t get tornadoes in places like this. The prevalent weather conditions were completely wrong. They were breaking every rule in the book. They were not seeking shelter immediately and they were definitely not in some form of basement, closet or bathroom. They were surrounded by windows, and unable to lie in a ditch or depression. Then to top it all they were trying to outrun a tornado in a Lada.
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