Karen Rohmer Guerreri is a struggling science fiction writer with a serious problem: the telepathic alien jellyfish in her current work in progress, a novel called Preternatural, are trying to communicate with her. Has she invented the aliens or have the aliens invented her? And if she is going crazy, can she still sell the movie rights?
Throw in a self-proclaimed New Age mystic, the stars of a cult science fiction TV series, the pharaoh Akhenaton, a dying artist, a female messiah, and the burning of the Library of Alexandria, and you have more outrageous weirdness than any SF writer - or telepathic jellyfish - can ever hope to cope with.
From the inner roots of artistic inspiration to the enigmatic depths of outer space, Preternatural boldly goes where no novel has gone before.
PRETERNATURAL TOO: GYRE
Having saved the telepathic jellyfish from self-destruction and seen her obscure little novel Preternatural turned into a major motion picture (or not), Karen decides to write a sequel set 1,000 years in the future.
But one of the jellyfish seems to think this will actually alter the future, and in an attempt to stop Karen, tosses her backward in real-time, first to the court of Eleanor of Aquitaine, then to a pre-Christian Celtic stronghold on the verge of being wiped out by Caesar's legions, and finally to a bomb shelter in Berlin in 1945.
Using her wits and her writer's imagination to find her way back to her own time, Karen thinks she's safe, until she realizes she's accidentally altered the timelines and must retrace her steps to set things right. Along the way she discovers that some men are just talk and others are immortal, and only sometimes there's no place like home.
First it was telepathic jellyfish. Then it was a bit of time travel that altered history. Or did it? But this time...
We're way beyond jellyfish now, baby.
In the third Preternatural novel, our human friend Karen and the alien known as Govannon learn once again that time ain't what it's cracked up to be.
Govannon's people, a.k.a. TQ, have always had the knack of transmigrating from There to Here. Or is it Here to There? But then a timeline hiccuped, stranding the entire species between dimensions, out of time. In short, neither Here nor There.
Meanwhile, one of Govannon's human avatars seems to be in two places at once. Or is he actually two different people? Unless they solve this conundrum, Govannon may never find his species or his way back home. He'll have to settle for a human life and spend the rest of that life trying not to change anything. And we all know how difficult that can be. Besides, if he turns human on her, Karen will lose him, because he'll either be married or dead, and she can't decide which would be worse. So here we go again.
Along the way, Karen and Govannon intervene in a kidnapping, tangle with a group of neo-Nazis, and encounter a woman who may be the illegitimate daughter of the Nazi mastermind Joseph Goebbels. They're even involved in the search for a missing billion-dollar Russian art treasure. All of which bears a striking resemblance to a spy novel that Karen once wrote but couldn't sell.
Except this time her fiction turns out to be fact. Again. Or is it the other way around?
PRETERNATURAL3 takes the reader on another roller-coaster ride through the Möbius strip of time, in what is meant to be the author's swan song in "professional" publishing before she vanishes into a dimension all her own.
Be seeing you...