Hello I’m Kylie Sabra. I’m a novelist, writer and artist. These pages will be about life. Well to be more specific; my life.
We have this amazing picture of what our life will be like. It seldom turns out that way.
This is an often humorous, occasionally maudlin look at how this human faces each day with a hair coat of hope–no matter what. Really. There’s no better way is there? Greeting the morn, with its aches and stiffness, while waiting for your body to follow your mind into wakefulness, certainly beats the alternative of . . . not.
C.V. Kylie Sabra as of August, 2013
“The Singing Dagger” is the first book in The Caitriona Prophesy series. The second book, “The Lost Child”, is underway now and should release on or before December, 2013.
“The Singing Dagger” is a Celtic romantic fantasy, complete with war, love, suspicion, epic friendship and epic betrayal. Mystical creatures and magic abounds. Watch Sabra Speak for excerpts from the book. To get you started, here is chapter one.
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“Can I see another’s woe,
And not be in sorrow too?
Can I see another’s grief,
And not seek for kind relief?”
The house rested on a steep embankment above the ocean and nestled itself against the cliff on which the warrior stood. He slunk low to the ground to avoid cutting a silhouette against the waning moon and leaned out over the cliff’s edge to see the happenings below.
The front door opened to admit two men delivering the Yule log and jubilant shouts spilled from the house. It was Yule Eve; time to celebrate the end of darkness and welcome the rebirth of the sun.
The end of darkness in Tara? The lone figure snorted. He pushed his straight, black hair behind his shoulders and leaned out even further. The warm sounds of song and laughter taunted him in his icy isolation and struck him with how little he missed his own home. And he couldn’t harness his mind’s resolve to venture back to that very place.
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I started to leave a simple comment on Soulsez blog in response to her post. It became clear to me that I had far more to say than would be appropriate for a comment. Do read I Used to Call Myself a Feminist.
Over recent years, with the uprise of far-right-wing conservatives in the U.S., I’ve noticed a disturbing return to so-called “values” of the past. This goes far beyond right-to-life vs. choice; I can see the claw marks on this dank tunnel as we slip back into a time when it was a woman’s fault if she were raped or beaten. Some are even speaking out about whether women should even have the right to vote.
Burning bras! I just want to keep my ability to walk down the street without being accosted. Equal pay? That never even happened. Not allowing women to have an abortion as a result of a rape—seriously? Oh forgive me, what was I thinking, after all we all know that children aren’t conceived during rape. Yes, there are some that believe that and they happen to be in positions of power. What is this growing call to return to what some would call Christian values that are neither values nor particularly Christian? Nor, do these calls for drastic social change effect women alone.
In addition to women, also tagged for inferior treatment are the elderly, the poor, and the non-white. Racism has reared its ugly head and I’m shocked by it. I guess I was naive enough to think that we’d come a long way from those dark days before the Civil Rights Movement.
The elderly are at risk as those with money refuse to pay their fair share–often paying nothing at all into the system. It is these same people that point to Social Security and declare that it is failing. Well of course it is, it’s not being paid into adequately by those that find the thousands of loopholes that exempt them from paying taxes. Children of the poor–no, not even just the poor, but the lower middle class, a growing sector–are at risk of malnutrition and illness due to proposed drastic increases in assistance.
People who are ill-trained or unable to find work are labeled as lazy and undeserving of any help at all. The insane are turned into the streets to die and possibly harm others. There is a growing cry among this same group that would utterly bludgeon women’s rights to withdraw care from those among us least able to care for themselves.
Middle-class families struggle to make ends meet while paying higher and higher taxes, while the ultra-rich pay less and less. Many of these families forgo basic health care, because they either have no, or insufficient, medical insurance. Our education system, once one of the most envied in the world, continues to slip year after year. Only 77% of our kids are graduating high school as of 2013; that’s a 23% failure rate folks. If our education efforts continue to slide, we will see an ever-widening gap between the classes.
I was a Christian for 35 years. I am no longer for my own reasons–the above being a contributing factor–but I am highly trained in theology and exegesis. The Jesus I know requires us to care for those in need, to protect the weak, heal the infirm, and respect the elderly–in short to love our fellow man, extending to them the same forgiveness and love he extended to us. Did I miss something?
We are slipping America; wake up and take back our holy ground.
Kylie Addison Sabra