Friday, October 27, 2017

A Meddle of Wizards by Featured Author Alexandra Rushe

ALEXANDRA RUSH dropped by to share her book. Alexandra, tell my readers all about it!

A Meddle of Wizards is the story of Raine Stewart, a sickly young woman who is swept through a portal to the world of Tandara, where magic and monsters are real. In Tandara, Raine finds adventure, friendship, and the gradual return of physical well-being. To her shock, she also discovers that she may have magical powers of her own . . . and that a bloodthirsty wizard wants her dead.

Meddle was my teething ring, as a writer, and it’s very special to me—I started writing it when my oldest daughter was four years old. That toddler is now twenty-six. I’m thrilled to share the story with readers, at long last. Many thanks, Nancy, for inviting me to visit your blog, and for sharing in my excitement!  


Welcome to Tandara, where gods are fickle, nightmares are real, and trolls make excellent bakers . . .

Raine Stewart is convinced she’ll die young and alone in Alabama, the victim of a chronic, mysterious illness. Until a man in a shabby cloak steps out of her mirror and demands her help to defeat a bloodthirsty wizard.

Raine shrugs it off as a hallucination—just one more insult from her failing body—and orders her intruder to take a hike. But the handsome figment of her imagination won’t take no for an answer, and kidnaps her anyway, launching her into a world of utmost danger—and urgent purpose.

Ruled by unpredictable gods and unstable nations, Tandara is a land of shapeshifters and weather-workers, queens and legends. Ravenous monsters and greedy bounty hunters patrol unforgiving mountains. Riverboats pulled by sea-cattle trade down broad waterways. And creatures of nightmare stalk Raine herself, vicious in the pursuit of her blood.

But Raine isn’t helpless or alone. She’s part of a band as resourceful as it is odd: a mage-shy warrior, a tattered wizard, a tenderhearted giant, and a prickly troll sorceress. Her new friends swear she has powers of her own.   If she can stay under their protection, she might just live long enough to find out . . .


“Where am I?” Raine demanded.
“The mirror you entered was a portal to another world. You are in Tandara.”
 “Right,” she said, her heart thumping to beat the band. “Let’s say, for argument’s sake, that I buy your cock-and-bull story. I’m in this . . . this Tandara. Why am I here?”
“An object of terrible power has been stolen from the gods.”
 “You mean, like a weapon?”
“Exactly.” Brefreton nodded in approval. “It is called the Eye. If it falls into the wrong person’s hand, it could mean the end of our world.”
“Sucks, but what’s that got to do with me?”
“Long ago, it was prophesied that Hara, your twin, would gain mastery over the Eye—”
“Whoa.” Raine held up her hand. “Back up. I don’t have a twin.”
“But, you do. Her name is Hara and you were separated at birth. You were taken to Earth for safekeeping. How and by whom, I do not know. The gods themselves did not learn of your existence until recently.”
Raine grabbed the stone ledge to steady herself. “You’re telling me I’m from Tandara, and that I have a twin.”
“So, where is she?”
“Where she has been her whole life—under Glonoff’s thumb.”
Raine stared at him in confusion. “Who is Glonoff?”
“A wizard, a dark and mighty sorcerer with an insatiable lust for power.” Brefreton’s expression was grim. “Glonoff is determined to control the Eye. With it, he means to subjugate Tandara. To that end—and based upon a prophecy that your sister will control the Eye—he has raised Hara from infancy to submit to him. “
Raine’s head swam. “If this . . . this Hara can control the Eye, why not kidnap her instead of me?”
Brefreton gave her a level look. “I don’t think it was your sister the seers saw in their vision. I think it was you.”
“You have got to be kidding.” Raine stared at him in astonishment. “I can’t operate an electric can opener, much less do magic.”
“That remains to be seen. In the meantime, should Glonoff find the Eye, he cannot wield it.” Brefreton’s lips curved in an unholy smile. “The Dark Wizard has the wrong twin.”

A MEDDLE OF WIZARDS is available for Pre-Order:


More About the Author

Alexandra Rushe was born in South Alabama, and grew up climbing trees, searching for sprites and fairies in the nearby woods, and dreaming of other worlds. The daughter of an English teacher and a small-town judge, Rushe developed a love of reading early on, and haunted the school and local libraries, devouring fairy tales, myths, and tales of adventure. In the seventh grade, she stumbled across a worn copy of The Hobbit, and was forever changed. She loves fantasy and paranormal, but only between the pages of a book—the flying monkeys in The Wizard of Oz give her the creeps, and she has never seen The Exorcist. In short, Rushe is a world-class chickern. 


1 comment:

  1. Thank you, thank you, thank you, Nancy, for this fabulous post! I appreciate your generosity and support! Writers rock!