A Song of the Sidhe ~ An Encore!
Jeanne Barrack on Aug-12-2008
A Song of the Sidhe
available at Liquid Silver Books
This is an encore of the story that originally came out from another publisher. With a new arrangement, more voices in the chorus, and a brand new cover by the incredible April Martinez!
Here’s the blurb:
The place: Ireland, a long, long time ago when the Sidhe walked among mortals
Donal Bawn was the most handsome man in all of Tipperary with a voice that could lure the birds from the trees. But that all changed when he angered Ogma, High King of the Tipperary Sidhe. Doomed to wander as a hunchback with a voice as thin as a reed, Donal keeps to the forests away from human companionship until one day he hears a melodious female voice singing a fragmented tune over and over.
Ceoleen, a beautiful female of the Galway Sidhe has also been cursed for her vanity and foolhardiness. Blinded and exiled to a fairy ring deep in the woods, she can only repeat a broken phrase of music until that fated day when Donal finishes the song for her.
But their curses are only partially broken. It will take a great deal more than music to decide their fate.
Will their love be strong enough to finally free them?
Visit my Celtic Blog and scroll down just a bit to read an excerpt here
available at Liquid Silver Books
This is an encore of the story that originally came out from another publisher. With a new arrangement, more voices in the chorus, and a brand new cover by the incredible April Martinez!
Here’s the blurb:
The place: Ireland, a long, long time ago when the Sidhe walked among mortals
Donal Bawn was the most handsome man in all of Tipperary with a voice that could lure the birds from the trees. But that all changed when he angered Ogma, High King of the Tipperary Sidhe. Doomed to wander as a hunchback with a voice as thin as a reed, Donal keeps to the forests away from human companionship until one day he hears a melodious female voice singing a fragmented tune over and over.
Ceoleen, a beautiful female of the Galway Sidhe has also been cursed for her vanity and foolhardiness. Blinded and exiled to a fairy ring deep in the woods, she can only repeat a broken phrase of music until that fated day when Donal finishes the song for her.
But their curses are only partially broken. It will take a great deal more than music to decide their fate.
Will their love be strong enough to finally free them?
Visit my Celtic Blog and scroll down just a bit to read an excerpt here
When I wrote A Song of the Sidhe, I was inspired by Gaelic music and the Gaelic language, but my love affair with Ireland started a long time ago when I was a little girl. So enamored was I then - and now - that I learned Gaelic. Even the sound of it excites me. And the wondrous tales of Ireland continue to inspire me. The Shimmering Flame, my other work with Liquid Silver Books, is also rooted in Ireland, though set in the Terran Realm
One of the most amazing sites in Ireland is known as The Burren, Irish for “gray rocky place”. The Burren is fifty square miles of great irregular slabs of limestone with deep cracks. Located in County Clare, this humid, eerie moonscape is a natural rock garden, where plants native to the Arctic thrive next to subtropical flora. Beneath the scarred surface are spectacular caves and streams.
There are a number of dolmens (prehistoric gravesites) in the area. The most famous being Poulnebrone Dolmen.
Folk legends associated with the Burren say its holy wells can cure bad vision and its caves are home to ghostly horsemen. It is also reputed that mysterious lakes appear and disappear there, taking with them maidens who have been turned into swans.
Visiting the Burren was one of the most magical moments in my trip to Ireland so many years ago.
So I’m curious to know. Have you ever visited a place that you felt was magical?
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Magical places. I had the “awe” factor at Stonehenge. A feeling of contentment in Sedona, but the one “magical place” that no one but me has mentioned was on a street corner in Innsbruck, Austria. A “fairy-tale” looking small city in the Alps.
It had just begun to know and I felt…engulfed in happiness. Joyful. I wanted to look up at the sky, arms wide open and burst into song. I’ll never forget it although it’s tough to understand why. I was only 18. Maybe it had to do with feeling independent for the first time in my life.
Ash
It is odd where you can feel that “magic”. I felt it over and over again during our two weeks in Ireland.
Oddly enough, I also felt that sense of magic in the Brooklyn Museum! They had a fantastic Egyptian collection a zillion years ago and whenever I was there as a
teenager I felt as if the gods were waiting just around the corner in the next gallery.
Although I’ve never physically been to Scotland, Ireland and Wales, those places call to my soul.
I can feel the magic through the photographs, but oh to be there and feel it in person. It would hard to just visit. I’d want to stay.
Hugs,
Tambra
congrats on the release, Jeanne!
The most magical place I’ve been to was the oracle at Delphi in Greece. I’m a Greek mythology buff so there was all the history to get at me, but actually being there, walking the path up to the top, gazing out at the amazing vista and the mountains opposite… I truly feel like I brushed shoulders with the divine that day. I’ll never forget it.
I would love to visit Greece. When I was very young I found a book by
Edith Hamilton about Greek Mythology and also fell in love with the gods and
goddesses.
I think that’s one of the reasons I like to write about faraway places.
It’s the next best thing to being there!
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