James C. Eyler
I’ve always seen life’s events as scenes in a book or movie. Born and raised in the sticks of Napa, California, I lived a relatively Huck Finn childhood, hiking through forests and fields, mucking through ponds and rivers, catching lizards and snakes. I joined the Army as a scout (RECON) from 2000 to 2007 and served two years in the Iraq War. My unit (A Troop 1-10 CAV) deployed to Iraq in 2003, spearheaded the 4th Infantry Division, and was influential in the mission to capture Saddam Hussein. After the military, I moved to Brazil and lived in a coastal town called Angra dos Reis. It was the perfect little paradise for me to rediscover myself after the war, and the perfect little spot to realize my dream—write epic fantasy novels. I keep the first scene I wrote to remind me how much I’ve improved and how much I have yet to learn. In 2010 I moved back to the US to go back to school, earning associate and bachelor degrees in philosophy from Mesa Community College (2012) and the University of Arizona (2014). After a long and adventurous journey across the world, as one might expect from Huck Finn all grown up, I returned to my roots in Northern California.
Works in Progress
Chronicles of Torgeir
Book 1: Facets of Light
For thousands of years, the Torgerian Empire has controlled the currents of power—primal forces that can be manipulated to shape reality and few are as powerful as young Kael. But the empire’s reign is beginning to crack as whispers of prophecy and rebellion leak across the land. When Kael kills a high lord’s son in defense of a slave, he is labeled a traitor and a mark for the emperor’s league of assassins. With a bounty too large for slave or citizen to pass, Kael forsakes his past and flees the empire to seek refuge among the nature-loving prytha. There, he learns of his terrible and magnificent role in prophecy as the Facet of Light, foretold to save the world from the empire he once loved.
Book 2: Cleansed by Fire
Sequel to Facets of Light. The Prophecies of Light run deeper than Kael and his friends could have imagined. They find themselves at the head of a journey that will determine the outcome of the entire universe. But his role in prophecy becomes more obscure as he finds allies in unlikely places. The second book of the series, Cleansed by Fire, introduces the boorde, an elegant race of warrior philosophers that have an affinity to fire, and takes readers inside two of the empire’s most famed cities—Suteri home of the Crimson Guard, and the imperial capital, New Torgeir.
The second Civil War was the last war. Spoiler alert: the guys with the guns killed the guys with the flowers. But without the flowers, who’s left to tell right from wrong?
Five years and too many nukes to count. That was how long Nature waited for us to get our shit together. Then there was no war. There was barely any humanity.
Some called it Darwin’s War because it evolved from the Second Civil War, to the TransContinental War after NATO invaded, to World War III when all hell broke loose…to the Apocalypse when Mother Nature decided She’d had enough of humanity. The religious fanatics took to it worse than stink on shit. In the face of total obliteration, Allah, Yahweh, Buddha, Jesus, and self-proclaimed Spiritualists united under Oneism, and designated a new scarlet letter—A. It didn’t take long for those moral zealots to dust off their medieval-style torture devices and storm the universities.
Maybe we deserved it.
The same idiots that took to calling it Darwin’s War believed the Apocalypse was punishment from the One, apparently from atheist homosexuals who were contaminating water supplies to turn the rest of the world gay, or whatever the hare-brained conspiracy of the week was. But the turn of Mother Nature hadn’t been the work of any God or karmic energy that turned Nature against us.
We did it to ourselves, and we deserve no less.