Reality Skimming

Reality Skimming

Reality Skimming promotes optimistic SF -- stories that inspire us to fight the good fight for another day. Committment to larger projects, the writer's sense of mission, joy of reading, the creative campfire of the SF community and the love of deserving protagonists are celebrated. We believe in heroes and striving to be what we believe in. It is also a news hub for content related to the Okal Rel Saga written by Lynda Williams.

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Feb 11, 2014 – Okal Rel Quote

Feb 11, 2014 - Okal Rel Quote from Part 1: The Courtesan Prince.

Okal Rel science fiction books - Ann is astonished by Amel's professional love making.

Writer-daughter Jennifer Lott's 2013 Xmas gift to Lynda Williams was an Okal Rel quote of the day stack for 2014, featuring intriguing snapshots of the ORU adventure from all titles in the series: Saga, Legacies and online.

From saga novel The Courtesan Prince by Lynda Williams.

"I hope I get to keep you," Ann mumbled, feeling drunk on endorphins.

Amel's thumb glided into the soft place between her leg and groin.

"I don't know what you're made of," she moaned, propping herself up to ruffle his hair. "But I'm only human!"

"No more?" he confirmed, conversationally.

"Law and Reason!" she exclaimed with a laugh. "Where did you learn about women?"

Feb 11, 2014 - Okal Rel Quote from Part 1: The Courtesan Prince.

Feb 11, 2014 - Okal Rel Quote from Part 1: The Courtesan Prince. In which Ann is astonished by Amel's professional attitude to love making.

Commentary

Ann takes the teenage Amel (aka Von) to her bed thinking he's the Gelack aristocrat he is impersonating. In truth, he's a trained courtesan back home, and has taken her for a client, because she acts "Vrellishly" -- Vrellish women being at least as sexually demanding as their men. At this point, they are still struggling with language problems, as well.

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Jan 3, 2014 – Okal Rel Quote of the Day

Jan 2, 2014 - ORU Quote. Bryllit bemoans another pregnancy.
Jan 2, 2014 - ORU Quote. Bryllit bemoans another pregnancy.

Jan 2, 2014 - ORU Quote. Bryllit bemoans another pregnancy.

Writer-daughter Jennifer Lott's 2013 Xmas gift to Lynda Williams was an Okal Rel quote of the day stack for 2014, featuring intriguing snapshots of the ORU adventure from all titles in the series: Saga, Legacies and online.

From saga novel Righteous Anger by Lynda Williams.

"Twelve!" Bryllit railed, and shook her fist at her disembodied ancestors. "Twelve babies I've given you! Go bless another descendant!"

She was casting about for something else to throw when she spotted Horth.

"You!" she roared, and launched herself at him.

Horth had heard that the hormones associated with early pregnancy could be murderously hard on a woman as Vrellish as Bryllit, whose blood was typically laced with as much testosterone as any man's. But he had not realized until now that the male responsible was the one most likely to get murdered.

Commentary

Liege Bryllit is a military veteran and ex-lover of Horth's father, Hangst, who accepts the exiled young Horth as a substitute mekan'st, for his father, when Horth winds up on her doorstep in Killing Reach. But she wasn't counting on getting pregnant again. However, it would have been irreligious of a devotee of Okal Rel to deny the Waiting Dead a fair chance at rebirth -- which denies Bryllit the option of birth control. Fertility manners among the Vrellish are one of the ways their culture varies from ordinary humans.

16Nov/12Off

Golden Souls by Lynda Williams – Post 20

Dela embarrassed by Vretla's antics - art by Richard Bartrop
Golden Souls by Lynda Williams, is a story of Amel's envoy period. Illustrations are by Richard Bartrop.
Extremes of Vrel and Dem square off
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"Skirts!" Vretla said in disgust.

“I’ll take care of it, Vretla,” Amel pleaded, obviously feeling protective toward the nervous groom.

"Fine,” Vretla spat back at him angrily. “Tolerate the use of hand guns! Let them talk down to you!” She shot a hot glare at Dela who stood by, blinking innocently, her heart hammering hard enough to make her ears buzz. “Let them insult your Vrellish blood!” She scowled. “Although it seem to have been amused the Gods of Resurrection to use up all your Vrellish DNA in the color of your hair! “ She got louder and angrier again. “Even a Vrellish stationer would not tolerate the insults you accept from the people you coddle and protect, Amel!"

Amel listened in reverberating silence. Then he fled from Vretla into Dela’s withdrawing room.

Vretla looked blackly around the room. "You want to kill him," she said to Ronan, "go ahead. I will make you sorry for it when I come back, but I might thank you when our souls meet in the void, free of our body's lusts."

Dela surprised herself by speaking up. "Where are you going, Liege Vrel?" she demanded.

"To cool off!" Vretla hurtled back over her shoulder, stopped, and turned around. She faced down Dela, hand on the hilt of her dueling sword, her firm body clad in leather and her feet planted wide apart. Blood slicked one side of her face from a cut she had taken in her fall. "I have to be able to deal with Amel without chewing a hole in my pants," she said. "I don't suppose you have male courtesans here, do you?"

"Male courtesans?" Dela echoed, in horror.

"Skirts," Vretla said in disgust, and stalked off. She went around the dead horse and out through the broken window, collecting a couple of hand-picked Dem'Vrel to accompany her.

Dela embarrassed by Vretla's antics - art by Richard Bartrop

Dela embarrassed by Vretla's antics - art by Richard Bartrop

2Nov/12Off

Golden Souls by Lynda Williams – Post 18

Vretla gets rough with Amel
Golden Souls by Lynda Williams, is a story of Amel's envoy period. Illustrations are by Richard Bartrop.
Vretla's frustration prompts her to man-handle Amel.
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All the Demish do is talk!

Amel laid a hand on the accusing arm pointed at Dela. "Vretla, the Golden Demish -- "

"Vent the Golden Demish," Vretla told him. Her arm yielded to his, then went around his back. Her other hand locked in his hair, yanking his head back to turn his face up. Her mouth latched onto his, as her hand shoved up his tunic to get under his waist band and thrust down, inside his pants.

Dela gave a soft gasp of horror. The Dee-men in the room were stunned to silence. A couple of the Dem'Vrel muttered things between themselves or snickered. The woman Vretla had called Sen came back in through the broken window with a groom from Dee's stables, and froze, staring at the spectacle.

Belatedly, Amel push back against Vretla to free himself. "Please stop!" He gasped. His face glowed, lighting him up in a whole new, strange manner.

"You can't lie with your body," Vretla husked, and pulled him back.

He twisted out of her grasp and backed off, breathing hard.

Vretla stayed where she was, glaring at him, her hands fisted at her sides and her chest working like a bellows.

"You are going to get us both killed with this stupid coyness!" She accused Amel, speaking down to him as if he was commoner. "You are going to push me too far."

"Vretla!" He implored. “We talked!”

"Talk!" Vretla made it her strongest curse. "All the Demish ever do is talk!"

A gunshot went off.

Vretla gets rough with Amel

Vretla gets rough with Amel

26Oct/12Off

Golden Souls by Lynda Williams – Post 17

Will you marry our Princess?
Golden Souls by Lynda Williams, is a story of Amel's envoy period. Illustrations are by Richard Bartrop.
Afraid to resist via a duel, Ronan demands Amel marry Dela to consolidate his claim on Dee Manor.
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Vretla isn't keen on Amel marrying a 'skirt'.

"Pureblood Amel," Ronan said stiffly. "These are Dee lands."

"I understand," Amel assured him. "But my champion is the liege of Vrel and she has killed better swordsmen than you, or your cousin Chandad."

The insult registered on Ronan’s face as plainly as the imprint of a slap, but the intended warning won out in determining his response.

"You will marry Princess Dela, then!" Ronan demanded, insulting Amel in turn by using Ril's formula of devaluing any non-Golden Sevolite’s status by a birth rank.

Amel had trouble with the question on all fronts.

"I, uh, … I'll consider it, I think," he said, his differencing levels shifting with each pronoun. He cleared his throat. "Does your Princess expect ... or even want --"

Vretla sheathed her sword with a 'snick' that made Amel jump.

"Absolutely not," she declared, and pointed at Dela. "You marry a skirt and she'll have you twisted up in knots over their stupid notion every sha'st, mekan'st or even lyka for that matter has to be a venting cher'st! Then you’ll be no good to the Vrellish."

Vretla seemed greatly offended. The terms she used were Vrellish words for lover. Dela had no idea how to distinguish between them. She had only encountered them in literary contexts where Golden Demish dialect had nothing bad enough to substitute for what was wanted. 'Venting' was a fleet vulgarity. It referred to eliminating the crew of a captured station by opening airlocks. Okal Rel took a dim view of the practice.

Will you marry our Princess?

Will you marry our Princess?

5Sep/12Off

Righteous Anger: Dolores Storness-Bliss Sep 2012

Re-reading Okal Rel: Capturing people in the act of discovering another world.

Part 2: Righteous Anger by Lynda Williams introduces Horth Nersal, who is to play a lead role in the Okal Rel Saga, a 10 novel series published by Edge Science Fiction and Fantasy Publishing, as well as feature in short stories and novellas by author Craig Bowlsby.
Dolores Storness-Bliss is Reading Part 2: Righteous Anger, Okal Rel Saga

Dolores Storness-Bliss is Reading Part 2: Righteous Anger, Okal Rel Saga

Dolores Storness-Bliss, of Nature's Garden cafe at SFU where Lynda gets her morning coffee, is up to the place in Part 2: Righteous Anger where Horth fights a female relsha in Den Eva's over Branst's "honor" where women are concerned. Specifically, whether Tessitatt is letting him be monopolized by her. Yah gotta know the Vrellish to "get" the issue. Dolores says it isn't easy "getting" the strangeness of the Okal Rel Unvierse but she's having fun trying. Although I think it was the reality skimming stuff she found tough, not necessarily Vrellish politics. :-)