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Book One – Luray
Published: November 2020
One of humanity’s colonies makes contact with an alien civilization that calls itself the Aurigan Empire. The empire politely demands the United Earth Military’s unconditional and immediate surrender and sends wave after wave of warships. Strangely, the Aurigan ships are technologically inferior, lack any sort of effective weaponry, and are easily shot down – or so the UEM claims.
When the colony’s investors start getting nervous, acclaimed risk assessment agent Luray Ulyssa Cayenne is sent to determine what is going on and whether the Aurigans truly pose a threat. What she finds is well beyond her pay grade, and what she does to uncover the truth could cost not only her freedom but her very humanity.
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My review of The Diary of a Bookseller, from The Memphis Flyer:
You might well imagine how the little men, her friends and benefactors bewailed her death in their shock and consternation when they found Snow White utterly lifeless! How deep did they mourn and sorrow for her! Not a few more tender-hearted than the others howled and wept bitterly, as men sometimes do weep at unredeemable loss, but, even though Snow White was dead, her beauty, they beheld, had still the same delicate freshness, the very first blush of her innocent, budding peony-like youthfulness, such that they could not bear to see her immured in the clod forever. A bier and a glass coffin, they fashioned for her that was decorated with beaten silver, and finally, a team of black horses was hired to bring Snow White's body to a place of gentle repose in the mountainside where her beauty would undoubtedly be immortalized forever.
It is mid-morning. On a miry way, bound for the foot of the mountains where it debouched into another side-road, they found they had to stop because of traffic coming from the left. A foreign prince, with his handsome equipage, will be passing by and they heard the murmurs of English prose, being carried in the air, and then the prince lifted the blind and speaking with almost salubrious delight the versatile French tongue. He is Prince Michael Rhys Arthur-Collins and they saw him speaking with his aide-de-camp. Native nobility in his blood made him got down from his horse-drawn carriage though it was painfully obvious he was in great hurry, and he bared his head to pay his respect to the cortege and it was a wonderful sight to behold when his eyes alighted on Snow White inside the glass coffin, in the pearly hue of death but otherwise seemed to be sleeping; and just as sure as he is Prince Michael he was sure that he had loved her at first glance.
He made the dwarves understand that he had fallen in love with the most beautiful princess in the world although she was dead. Then, he ordered that the lid of the casket be lifted, and taking Snow White in his arms he said that she must be before his eyes, look upon her sweet face; otherwise, his breast will quit throbbing, and he took some pains to quote an obscure philosopher who wrote, ‘Love is a law onto itself!’
Bearing his beloved’s lifeless body he was getting nimbly into his royal coach when one of his front horses stamped its feet and flung off a shoe. At that moment, because of the jarring motion, the poisoned apple that had stuck fast in Snow White’s throat was dislodged and she breathed and opened her eyes although her faculties couldn’t make her recollect where she was or what had happened to her. Then her eyes met Prince Rhys’s and the last vestige of her deathly pallor was now being thoroughly superseded by the tint of rose-water; and now her future was sewn up, too! When Prince Michael had pieced together who it was that had tried to murder Snow White, there was a rare kindling of anger in his usually mild, fine grey eyes of the foreign prince and with his troops and horse guards he set out at once to bring the wicked Queen to justice and if failing that, to administer large doses o’ his very own. The orders he issued to his men were swiftly carried out and they entered Castle Du Quenoy, intending to arrest the Queen forthwith in the name of God and the law. However, she refused to take flight. With conscious dignity, she got up and sought the evil agency for help one last time. ‘There is no helping it now, it’s too late to repent!’ the thought must have certainly flashed across her mind. Suddenly, she thought she was now surrounded by shadowy waifs: two at her back and two in front. The two red-coated soldiers behind her twisted her arms to pin her down; while two in front likewise, with a length o’ steel wire, looped it around her front teeth in order to forcibly drag her away and as she struggled her sight swam and everything became streaks of blurred light. She managed to free an arm and dashed a candelabrum to the ground which soon set fire to the curtains and drapery and before long her entire bo***ir was engulfed in flames. They managed, however, to drag the Queen away, and with quivering nether-lip, she confessed everything.
As for Snow White, she married Prince Michael Rhys and I still have the wedding invitation card in my drawer. In the Cathedral of one of the biggest city Parishes in the Prince’s home country, Franz Schubert’s Ave Maria was the added decorative touch to cap off that very June, the season of matrimony, on a gloriously sunny Saturday, as icing was to the cake, to complement the stirring trumpet music of Handel’s Eternal Source of Light Divine and put away the coat of sorrows for Snow White and all the lonely searching of her beloved husband. Snow White’s stepmother was also invited to dance at the newly-weds reception: only, clogs that had been heated red-hot were got ready for her to wear and this, she did and shrieked out her insides in little pieces; dancing until requiescat en pace her mortal company with Death she harrowingly kept. I still have my favorite memorabilia – the beautifully printed card -- and can show it to you if you desire to see it. ] -- From John Tan's The Incorruptible Princess (Snow White), Copyright, John Tan 2018 (Looking for a traditional publisher).
Melville House publishes fascinating factual accounts on topical and controversial issues. It also publishes books like "Diary of a Bookseller" which offers an often comedic respite from the world's madness.
