Sunday Quotes says Happy May Day

Posted by on May 1, 2016 in Blog, Quote | 0 comments

“Stories of imagination tend to upset those without one.”
~Terry Pratchett

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Clockwork Dagger Posts Galore

Posted by on Apr 29, 2016 in Blog, clockwork dagger shorts, public speaking, publication process, writerly advice | 0 comments

The release of my story Final Flight means promo, promo, promo all over the place. Here are my recent posts and interviews–and there are more to come, too!

Final Flight story

Final Flight story

Guest blogs:
Fantasy Cafe’s Women in SFF Month: Beth Cato with The Healer as a Fighter
“Why I Write Steampunk” at The Spec Fiction Hub
Final Flight: A Father and Son Story in the World of Clockwork Dagger at the Qwillery
Beth Cato on Clockwork Daggers at SF Signal
Writing Short and Long Fiction with Beth Cato at Dan Koboldt’s site
Writers and their Beasts: Beth Cato at J. Kathleen Cheney’s site

Interviews:
Introducing Beth Cato of The Clockwork Dagger Series at The Steampunk Cavaliers
Beth Cato talks about Characters, Cooking and of course, her latest Clockwork Dagger off-shoot, The Final Flight with N.O.A. Rawle

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Bready or Not: Blueberry Muffin Breakfast Truffles

Posted by on Apr 27, 2016 in Blog, Bready or Not, breakfast, gluten-free, healthier, lemon, no-bake dessert | 0 comments

Gluten-free. Basic, wholesome, raw ingredients. No added sugar. No baking involved. Tastes like a mini blueberry muffin. Oh yeah.

Bready or Not: Blueberry Muffin Breakfast Truffles

I have posted about breakfast energy truffles before. This is a distinct variation because of the use of dried blueberries. Mind you, those can be an expensive ingredient, but you only need 1/2 cup for the recipe. I thought the blueberry flavor might be overwhelming, but the addition of a little lemon juice does a lot to mellow it.

Bready or Not: Blueberry Muffin Breakfast Truffles

These are super-easy to make in a food processor or high-powered blender (though for the latter, you might need to blend this in smaller batches). It just takes a few minutes to make these truffles.

Bready or Not: Blueberry Muffin Breakfast Truffles

Store them in the fridge for upward of a week or two. They are perfect for a breakfast or snack!

Bready or Not: Blueberry Muffin Breakfast Truffles

Modified from Blueberry Muffin Energy Balls at The Healthy Maven.

Bready or Not: Blueberry Muffin Breakfast Truffles

Bready or Not: Blueberry Muffin Breakfast Truffles

These healthy no-bake energy truffles use raw ingredients to make a delicious breakfast or snack! Use any combination of nuts you want to equal one cup. This recipe makes 19 teaspoon-sized truffles.

  • 1/2 cup cashews
  • 1/2 cup almonds
  • (or use other combination of nuts to equal 1 cup)
  • 1/2 cup dates, diced
  • 1/2 cup dried blueberries
  • 3/4 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 1 Tb lemon juice
  • dash of salt

Add nuts to food processor. Pulse until they are in pieces. Add the dates and dried blueberries, and process until they are in tiny pieces and starting to stick together

Add the lemon juice, vanilla extract, and salt. Blend everything until it forms a big sticky ball.

Use a teaspoon or tablespoon scoop to form balls. You might need to stir the mix as you go, as the lemon juice tends to lurk at the bottom. Use your hands to compress each ball. Store in a sealed container in the fridge for up to two weeks, or freeze between layers of wax paper.

OM NOM NOM!

 

Bready or Not: Blueberry Muffin Breakfast Truffles

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Final Flight: A Clockwork Dagger Story is out now!

Posted by on Apr 26, 2016 in Blog, breath of earth, clockwork dagger shorts | 0 comments

Final Flight is out! This is the last (for now) of my Clockwork Dagger stories.


Another breathtaking short story from the author of The Clockwork Dagger and The Clockwork Crown, set in the same world…

Captain Hue hoped he was rid of his troubles once Octavia Leander and Alonzo Garrett disembarked from his airship Argus. But he was quickly proved wrong when his ship was commandeered by Caskentian soldiers. He is ordered on a covert and deadly mission by the smarmy Julius Corrado, an elite Clockwork Dagger.

Now Captain Hue must start a mutiny to regain control of his airship, which means putting his entire crew at risk—including his teenage son Sheridan. As the weather worsens and time runs out, it’ll take incredible bravery to bring the Argus down… perhaps for good.


 

Final Flight story

Final Flight story

An excerpt of the very beginning of the story:

I stood at the rudder wheel of my airship Argus, in command of a ship I did not truly control. We flew north, destination unknown. A soldier stood several feet behind me. His pistols remained holstered—he wasn’t daft enough or desperate enough to fire a weapon in the control cabin of an operating airship—but he had already proven adept with his fists. My co-pilot, Ramsay, was currently getting patched up, as the sarcastic commentary he had offered was not kindly received.

Throughout the cabin, tension prickled beneath the surface like an invisible rash we couldn’t scratch. Everyone stood or sat rigid at their posts, gazes flickering between their gauges, the windows, and the soldiers in our midst. These were soldiers of our own kingdom of Caskentia, in green uniforms as vibrant as the sprawling valley below. They had occupied the Argus since that morning.

This was the second time in as many weeks that my airship had been commandeered. The previous time, rebellious settlers from the Waste had claimed it by force. I rather preferred them. Wasters made for an easy enemy after fifty years of intermittent warfare. This occupation by our own government was ugly in a different way.

My fists gripped the wheel as if I could leave impressions in the slick copper. The futility of our situation infuriated me. I couldn’t stop the Wasters before. And now I couldn’t stop this, whatever this mysterious errand was.

My son, Sheridan, was on board somewhere. I needed him to be safe, not snared in any more political drama. The Wasters had used him as a hostage to force my hand; I didn’t want these soldiers to do the same.

“Captain Hue, sir.” My co-pilot saluted as he entered the control cabin. I assessed him in a glance. Bandages plugged his swollen nose. Blood still thickened his thin brown moustache.

“You are well enough to resume your duties?” I asked.

“Yes, sir. I’ve felt worse after a night of leave.”

Ramsay knew his job; if only he could control his fool lips. I stepped back to grant him control of the rudder and leaned by his ear. “Corrado said this would be over in days. Bear through.”

I saw my own frustration mirrored in his eyes, and in the other crew as I walked from station to station. I muttered what assurance I could and exited the control cabin. I needed to find my boy.


 

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