tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20701493752729496222012-02-12T21:25:40.416+11:00The Circulate SeriesCirculating Through Time And The Supernatural WorldK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-69510168535401529402012-02-12T21:07:00.001+11:002012-02-12T21:25:40.428+11:00NORTH AMERICAN VAMPIRE
(Excerpt of the SSIT Reports on the Different Breeds of Werewolf, Separate Species of Vampire and Human/ Animal Shape Shifters)
NORTH AMERICAN VAMPIRE
~Physical Characteristics~
WARNING – This species of Vampire has poisonous fangs which can paralyse humans.
When they change from human to Vampire, their eyes glow and appear red on the outside of their irises, with yellow in the middle. Also, K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-40098111286368611952012-02-01T23:43:00.001+11:002012-02-01T23:50:24.311+11:00SOUTH AMERICAN VAMPIRE<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif][if gte mso 9]> <![endif][if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-19951939430640377102012-01-18T18:44:00.002+11:002012-01-18T18:55:16.655+11:00EUROPEAN VAMPIRE<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-83912934785045922122012-01-02T13:53:00.002+11:002012-01-02T13:59:03.037+11:00SSIT Report On The Separate Species of Vampire<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-39024995258200059052011-12-11T21:04:00.002+11:002011-12-11T21:15:52.889+11:00EUROPEAN WEREWOLF<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-31614391063135263152011-12-01T19:42:00.002+11:002011-12-01T19:52:43.440+11:00ASIAN WEREWOLF<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-43711271324576895362011-11-16T16:25:00.003+11:002011-11-16T16:47:02.675+11:00NORTH AMERICAN WEREWOLF<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-35253386273215354092011-11-01T09:05:00.004+11:002011-11-05T22:04:13.243+11:00LOKOTI WEREWOLF<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-9573000886980068742011-10-07T18:48:00.003+11:002011-10-12T08:57:11.215+11:00SSIT Report On The Different Breeds Of Werewolf<!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--> (Excerpt of the SSIT Reports on the Different Breeds of Werewolf, Separate Species of Vampire and Human/ Animal Shape Shifters) SSIT Report On The Different Breeds Of Werewolf INTRODUCTION The following report by the Supernatural Scientific Investigative Team is an analysis of the different breeds of Werewolves in the world. Unlike Vampires, K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-88135211038931274852011-10-01T08:04:00.004+10:002011-10-01T09:28:57.809+10:00SSIT Reports<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-13294013719240515272011-09-10T19:47:00.003+10:002011-09-10T19:54:41.021+10:00“I smell better?”<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-49539647760334022072011-09-02T15:15:00.002+10:002011-09-02T15:18:56.284+10:00So I’m attracted to the guy, so what?
<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-9589874091453900872011-08-19T09:38:00.001+10:002011-08-19T09:40:11.818+10:00“You’re just going to hop in your vehicle and drive me, a complete stranger, all the way to Anchorage?”
<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-42084847931774081512011-08-06T20:00:00.002+10:002011-08-06T20:07:28.741+10:00“Yeah, I do look like I’m trying too hard to belong in the Alaskan wilderness, don’t I?”<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-17603076671593917492011-07-16T14:53:00.002+10:002011-07-16T14:59:47.345+10:00Just then, the handsome one looked right my way, as if he noticed my gaze.<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-62926571681168666602011-07-02T10:52:00.003+10:002011-10-01T08:28:03.727+10:00Claimed<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-27260885026589667312011-06-20T16:42:00.002+10:002011-06-20T16:52:02.595+10:00Declan who as another breed of Werewolf, could never completely be one of us, just as I would always be different<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-88929549978883307642011-06-05T20:25:00.002+10:002011-06-05T20:37:47.839+10:00HERE’S A TIP B, MALE WEREWOLVES ARE ATTRACTED TO STRONG WOMEN.<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-45324513899187596702011-05-23T09:00:00.005+10:002011-05-23T09:09:30.396+10:00“Make the kill, B.” Grandfather ordered.<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-46744936004516202912011-05-02T10:21:00.001+10:002011-05-02T10:30:05.901+10:00“Yeah but when I turn into you, I get locked up as my clothes tear and I feel the worse pain imaginable!”<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-27976742912887139492011-04-12T09:49:00.006+10:002011-04-24T22:36:26.237+10:00I watched his eyes widen, before they narrowed into a look of pure resentment when he saw Grant standing beside.<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-64264876772975198382011-04-01T18:00:00.007+11:002011-04-24T22:34:58.547+10:00Running really fast is completely different to passing through mirrors or glass without breaking them<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-27799550960471267352011-03-17T18:50:00.004+11:002011-04-24T22:33:14.129+10:00They knew they would have to restrain a vicious animal; a predator<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-72646132101642735602011-03-01T17:19:00.005+11:002011-04-24T22:31:12.732+10:00A Circulator’s bio-electromagnetic field disrupting a Werewolf’s will<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-59583122165051140322011-02-18T10:51:00.005+11:002011-02-18T11:03:52.292+11:00“Just remember, you’re a Lokoti Werewolf and there’s very little that scares us.”<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4ptK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-68052759119835133622011-02-07T11:52:00.002+11:002011-02-07T12:00:00.464+11:00“You smell like a vase of wildflowers sitting in a kitchen while a cake is baking in the oven.”(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 7)Gran continued, “but as such, I told her that I sent off Derik’s application to Cambridge University along with B’s. I told her that because Mike Sabre was apart of the Circulate, her family also had access to Hodge Endeavor funds which can pay for his degree. Susan thanked us and said that Derik was considering living in Cambridge instead of studying by correspondence,K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-72346577592559314552011-01-12T22:00:00.002+11:002011-01-12T22:10:39.764+11:00I spotted his glowing green Werewolf eyes as he sat in his hiding spot in the woods.(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 6)It was late in the afternoon when Grant drove me home. As he parked his jeep in my driveway, I noticed the other trucks and vehicles had gone, indicating that my ‘wedding planners’ had left. My husband-to-be turned off his engine before he turned in his seat to look on longingly.“Try not to worry so much.” He spoke softly as put his hand over mine. “Everything will fallK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-56103196873364155772011-01-01T19:59:00.001+11:002011-01-01T20:05:06.391+11:00“Next thing we know, Bianca will start running away and hiding from Grant.”(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 6)“We can make the Joining Ceremony at 10 o’clock in the morning and then at midday the Housewarming can begin.” Aunt Beth said. “We’ll have all afternoon to celebrate as we set up the new couple’s home.”“Sounds like a plan.” Uncle Ian agreed. “Grant, Hunter, Em and I will have the place spick and span, repaired and ready by Saturday.”“We certainly will.” Dad said K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-29181775359711263612010-12-20T08:14:00.002+11:002010-12-20T08:21:36.518+11:00“I don’t see how marrying me off to somebody is going to stop me craving human flesh.”(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 5)Just then I jumped from the sound of footsteps behind! I turned my head sharply, to see Grant easily leap up the steep rocks. He casually came and sat beside, to also look out at the view.“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He greeted. Nervously I looked away, back over the forest, as I felt shy for the first time in his company. Grant said seriously, “I thought we K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-50478776610383739282010-12-02T09:19:00.002+11:002010-12-02T09:30:33.256+11:00My very own Mum and Dad; were letting the pack and the Elders try to marry me off?(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 5)When I returned home from my walk, I saw Dad’s truck parked in its usual spot, by the side of the house. Then I slowed my steps when I saw several more trucks and one familiar black jeep, parked out the front. I recognized that the vehicles belonged to Grandpa, Grandfather and one of the other Tribal Elders, but I wasn’t sure about the jeep. I had seen it around the K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-57913227430453994102010-11-15T17:11:00.002+11:002010-11-15T17:19:59.475+11:00“I haven’t noticed that much attention to Werewolf pheromones since I married your father.”(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 4)After we pulled up into a free car space by the store, I hopped out before Mum. With my new strength and energy, I started to notice she moved slower than I did. She closed the door behind herself, locked it and dropped her keys into her handbag as she pulled out her shopping list.Whilst Mum spent a few seconds doing all of this, my head turned towards the garage besideK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-17847354600423645082010-11-03T10:32:00.002+11:002010-11-03T10:40:07.707+11:00I looked on the shiny new glass… if only my life could be repaired so easily.(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 3)12th September 2084I survived…somehow I managed to pull through the transition into a new Werewolf.The first night I changed, I broke my bedroom window and I tried to eat a townsperson but I was stopped by Declan. The second night I changed, I was locked inside my bathroom, unable to phase thanks to the DYSTAR with Dad sitting with me. On the third night I changed, K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-31052424999658300802010-10-17T09:42:00.001+11:002010-10-17T09:48:52.594+11:00Before we all tie the Calculator to a stake and burn him for either Witchcraft or Heresy(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 3)Within a minute of our arrival, Vincent who must have foreseen this next walked through the automatic doors of the Lab to greet us.“Arabella and Jess? I need to talk to you…” he began but he pulled up the moment he saw my disheveled appearance, “…good god B, what happened to you?”The male Werewolves glared dangerously upon our blonde haired, blue eyed English cousin.“K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-46023835056214038972010-10-01T11:51:00.003+10:002010-10-17T09:41:28.018+11:00“You would have attacked the town folk, if Declan hadn’t of caught up to you.”(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 3)As I started to come to, I felt myself lying on a cold, hard surface. I opened my eyes and for some reason the first thing I saw was the side of my bath tub. I raised my head as I looked about myself in confusion.I’m lying on the bathroom floor? What am I doing, sleeping on the bathroom floor like this? I sat up and when I looked down, I found myself still in my K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-74084412113859989122010-09-27T11:11:00.004+10:002010-09-27T11:37:51.022+10:00~ Author's Note ~Photo of the graphic designer, photographer and author of 'Scent' The day I decided to self-publish ‘Scent’, I received my thirtieth rejection letter from a Literary Agent but won my first gold trophy for my novel on the writing website; Storywrite. It’s winning more awards in different competitions in this creative community which you’re more than welcome to visit; http://storywrite.com/onaya3 IK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-57215661478370842352010-09-26T22:14:00.002+10:002010-10-17T09:40:11.771+11:00“I think when a human changes into a Werewolf for the first time, their bloodlust has to be controlled.”(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 2)My indigestion grew worse, as the discomfort was harking on the painful side. But then I wondered if it was indigestion, as I felt my mouth water and I craved something. It was as if my stomach was experiencing was hunger pains. I’m not hungry AGAIN am I? I don’t get it, pasta always fills me up and I only ate an hour ago. What’s going on here?I stopped walking to K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-55619930126272747762010-09-09T22:38:00.003+10:002010-10-17T09:38:28.003+11:00“You won’t be able to trade in dead moose or caribou to pay your way through.”(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 2)Suddenly there was a loud knock and Declan’s voice suddenly boomed out, “hey, pipsqueaks!” He had knocked once and then walked into the bedroom.“DECLAN!” My best friend yelled as he quickly released my waist.I jumped up from the bed embarrassed! It was almost in light speed, I leapt to my feet with my face burning bright red.“Dinner’s ready.” Declan gave a K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-57997157724571858882010-08-30T18:26:00.004+10:002010-10-17T09:37:15.279+11:00So far my only two options are to stare at a dead guy on fire, or the rudest boy in the tribe.(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 2)4th September 2084Uncle Jack’s funeral was held in the traditional period three days after a Lokoti’s death. Dad drove Mum and I down to the Holy Grounds, by the river just off to the side of the community centre. There, the rest of the tribe had convened where I saw the typical scene of a Lokoti funeral. In the grassy glade before the three Sacred Totem Poles sat aK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-18108905325025858192010-08-13T21:03:00.003+10:002010-10-17T09:30:23.589+11:00Next, I felt his fingers entwine with mine, making my eyes widen(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 1)It was still dark when I woke up from hearing the backdoor open in the kitchen. I sat up as I watched Aunt Susan and Derik jump to their feet.“Declan!” His mother cried out as she threw her arms about her eldest.I watched the family reunion through the kitchen doorway. Declan had just pulled on the spare bathrobe which always hung on the back of the kitchen door, whenK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-53141127982834481472010-07-13T08:20:00.002+10:002010-10-17T09:27:15.124+11:00Then he gave me a peculiar look, “are you wearing a new perfume or something?”(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 1)I arrived at the bonfire in Ben’s back yard just before seven o’clock and found a large crowd of young people, between the ages of 12 to 22 already here.Ben was two years older than me and was a mechanic along with Declan and Uncle Finn. The garage they worked at was beside the general store/ gas station. The boys called themselves ‘grease monkeys’ and played loud rockK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-4926920030787197512010-07-02T23:29:00.002+10:002010-10-17T09:25:50.771+11:00To the Werewolves, it was easy with their infrared sight, to spot the Circulator or the psychic(‘Scent’ Excerpt Chapter 1)To say that my family was ‘unique’ would have been an understatement. With Mum and Gran being Circulators; their bio-electromagnetic frequencies are in temporal flux so they hardly aged. Both my Mum and my Gran had the appearance of human women in their twenties. But their husbands, Dad and Grandfather didn’t mind this one bit. Since Dad, Grandfather and Uncle K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-27545625762193702892010-06-07T11:38:00.006+10:002012-01-18T19:08:03.523+11:00Book Six - ScentPublished June 2010Cover art by Isabel de SequeraCover photo taken by Nina Ackerman and Leesa Montague‘Scent’ is a delicious tail of a fiery relationship when at first the Last Circulator can't stand the tribe's sarcastic and most dangerous Werewolf, however their feelings change to a forbidden love. In a world where Shape Shifters differ culturally as well as physically; B Wisetail and Declan K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-41817529621957508572010-04-08T12:01:00.003+10:002010-07-03T15:51:14.165+10:00Circulate Series Outline~ Book One: Circulate ~Elisha Baker learns something new about herself when she attends the haunted international boarding school, Hamilton’s College.~ Book Two: Circulating ~Elisha and her friends graduate from Hamilton’s and the Circulate; to begin University and SSIT – Supernatural Scientific Investigative Team.~ Book Three: Circulation ~Armed with degrees, Elisha and her friends continue withK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-37697391263599050572010-03-27T00:49:00.003+11:002010-07-03T15:49:40.168+10:00“What is your next letter gonna say, ‘duck’?”TO: ebaker_hamiltons@evers.comFROM: s_parson@snailmail.comSUBJECT: Sorry it took so long to reply…DATE: 03/ 07/ 01Hey,Sorry it’s taken so long. But I’ve got the information you wanted. I couldn’t really find it in Glasgow, but I have a friend attending a boarding school outside of London and I got her to go to the National Army Museum and look this up.So, here we go. Captain Guy Robertson, borne K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-1173172134738532132010-03-24T01:36:00.003+11:002010-07-03T15:48:52.846+10:00“You’ve experienced the taste of the fruit being offered to you, eh, Elisha? And now you want more.”25/ 06/ 01Diary,Today after summer classes Dr. Kell called our Circulators’ class together for a meeting so we could all discuss our first excursions.I found out I wasn’t the only one who went to a formal occasion. Both Jordon and Numu when they visited Egypt and Babylon also attended formal banquets, as well as got to wander through the magnificent cities of old. Peter boasted of his good time K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-81372817985883186632010-03-09T17:36:00.004+11:002010-07-03T15:47:35.435+10:00“Your excursion back through time will be over seen by a Calculator."07/ 05/ 01Diary,In our first class of the day with Dr. Kell, he handed out these kind of ultra-modern Ipod things (like I found in Professor Hamilton’s draw that night we broke into his office). As we turned them on, we found that they had detailed information and pictures of the eras we each wanted to travel to for our first excursion. We also found out which teachers would be taking us through K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-56581203387247300752010-02-28T22:32:00.002+11:002010-07-03T15:47:01.563+10:00“Well, putting my thoughts onto paper, or hard disk as it were… it’s kind of like leaving my mark on reality.”31/ 03/ 01Diary,I didn’t feel like having dinner and watching the movie for ‘fun night’ tonight. I was too wrapped in writing my Astronomy assignment on Ley Lines, Circular Stones and other land marks and their position towards the stars and the universe. I think this kind of stuff is absolutely fascinating! So far my classes with Dr. Kell are a little on the kooky side, but I love how he blends K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-2930403313968142872010-02-21T19:24:00.003+11:002010-07-03T15:46:07.701+10:00“We suspect that you sensed the ripple in time when we changed the time line…”26/ 02/ 01Diary,Tonight when I had just finished my sanitizing duties, to my surprise, I found Dr. Knight waiting to talk to me.She made both of us a cup of hot chocolate in the kitchen before motioning for us to sit at one of the tables in the empty cafeteria.I sat and waited, almost cringing, waiting to hear what she had to say. I think I was worried that she would bring up my behavior over theK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-69737604082702511942010-02-04T10:54:00.007+11:002010-07-03T15:43:55.586+10:00“What happened to you in your childhood to wind up here at this school?” Peter demanded.28/ 01/ 01Diary,Things are changing around the school. Even the people are changing. Everything’s changed.From the lessons we’re learning to why we are learning them, how we perceive the teachers who are teaching the lessons to us, to even if we want to learn the lessons anymore.Even Sally has changed. She seems quieter, more reserved, or is that more introverted? The morning after the meeting inK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-13508980372777738512010-01-28T10:49:00.004+11:002010-07-03T15:41:41.464+10:00"Strange lights are seen coming from the school."25/ 11/ 00Dear Diary,Guess what! It started snowing today! Real live snow! It's soft and cold and wet. Today was another cold rainy day, and when Zack, Sally, Peter and I were sitting in the Diner, I noticed that the rain looked a bit strange. When I commented on this, Zack laughed and told me it was snow! It was 'Brown Day' which meant the Freshmen and Sophomores got to pile into a mini-bus and K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-12329925950132955852010-01-19T18:45:00.005+11:002010-07-03T15:40:57.386+10:00"And what about the timing of our guest lecturer? He arrives magically, to talk about Roman Legionnaires, right after we've seen one?"07/ 11/ 00Dear Diary,We were in the library doing our homework after dinner when Peter came in and sat at the table we were at. He tossed us over his notes from history and then started with, "from the guy we saw, the kind of armour he was wearing, I'd say we're looking at a ghost from around 100 BC. But what I can't work out is, why a ghost from Ancient Rome is hanging around Ontario? From the K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-55638055758770522562010-01-13T20:28:00.005+11:002010-07-03T15:40:30.617+10:00I couldn't explain it, I just had this growing feeling inside me that something bad or something big was going to happen.01/ 11/ 00Dear Diary,Last night was the Halloween bash, and what a bash it was! Even the teachers dressed up for it. Pat did an hour of DJ'ing with the other Senior, Steve, I think his name is, with some of the music they had downloaded off the net and remixed. Everyone danced, ate, and danced some more and we didn't have to stop the music till 2 AM! Well, nearly everyone. Everyone except Zack, K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-26074360162910086262010-01-06T10:54:00.005+11:002010-07-03T15:39:27.483+10:00Well I've just found out what's wrong with this school, it's bloody haunted!TO: mbaker@hotmail.comFROM: ebaker_hamiltons@evers.comSUBJECT: No Joke!!DATE: 19/ 10/ 00Well I've just found out what's wrong with this school, it's bloody haunted!I just saw the ghost! I'm serious! A real live ghost! I'm for real! A ghost! And if you don't believe me Nelson and Pat was with me when I saw it! When we saw it, is what I mean.We were in the Alpha Building in the computer labs, K.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-86362689122445609242010-01-05T12:46:00.006+11:002010-07-03T15:39:02.506+10:00"Welcome to Hamilton's School of Headcraft and Heterodoxy. There must be something special about you for you to be here."TO: angiepevensie@ihug.com.auFROM: ebaker_hamiltons@evers.comSUBJECT: Met some sane people at last!DATE: 10/ 10/ 00Hey Angela,Everyone came back from dinner in the cafeteria and I met two people whose rooms are next to and across from mine and who’ll be in my year. Their names are Nelson and Pat. Nelson is from America and Pat is Irish! Or Northern Ireland as he repeatedly told me. Nelson is fromK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2070149375272949622.post-50493043488761069072009-11-30T22:44:00.012+11:002011-10-01T08:31:23.787+10:00CirculateWritten by K.R. SmithCover & Illustrations by Isabel De SequeraWhen troubled teen Elisha wakes up in a strange bed with a sore head and bandaged wrists she has no way of knowing just how far from home she really is. Having been transported to a strange school in a distant land without her knowledge or consent, she struggles to understand this place that has become her new home. Making friends andK.R. Smithhttps://profiles.google.com/101625048092919562529noreply@blogger.com2