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Diary of a Taiji Dolphin

22 Jun

Diary of a Taiji Dolphin

The sun is shining and the ocean is sparkling and clear.  My family and I are having races to see who can swim the fastest.  My sister and I are about to tie and I nudge her playfully, pretending I’m going to cheat.  She laughs and nudges me back.  Our cousins join us and we start a new race.  It’s a perfect day.

                In the distance we can see boats.  They look like fishing boats, but there’s suddenly a loud noise that seems to be surrounding them.  I’ve never heard anything like it and neither has the rest of my family.  We’re all terribly frightened.  The boats are coming toward us and my parents call to us, telling us to follow and stay close.  We start to head toward a cove where there is a beach with people and more boats.  People have always been nice to us and there’s no frightening noises coming from there.  Maybe the people there will help us.  I look around and I see the boats coming from behind us, there isn’t anywhere else to go even if we wanted to. 

                Suddenly, I see nets closing us in.  We are trapped and I’m so afraid that I start to cry.  My parents are circling my sister and me to try and comfort us.  We shake with fear and nuzzle each other, not knowing what else to do.

Hours pass, I don’t know how many.  We just circle and circle in the small area where we are crammed in with all the other families in our pod.  We can see people watching us.  They look really sad and they are talking about how it looks like we are in a concentration camp.  I don’t know what that is, but the way they say it and the expression on their faces tells me it can’t be good.  I’m so afraid.

The Next Day

                Now there are people looking at all of us.  Some of them wear whistles and they are haggling back and forth with the men who trapped us.  We’re so scared.  They lift some of us up to look at us.  This goes on for some time.  A woman is looking at me and I see her nod.  I’m suddenly ripped away from my family.  I cry out and they cry out for me too.  I see my sister being taken away and loaded into a canvass harness and loaded into a boat as I’m put into a sectioned off area with other members of my pod. 

The next morning, I can see my parents, along with a great number of my cousins and friends being herded into a smaller cove.  Then I hear it.  The screaming, the agony, the terror – they are murdering my family!  I can hear the screams of my parents, desperately trying to get away from the brutal men who are stabbing our family, viciously, mindlessly, and laughing with each other as they do it, as if our lives don’t matter at all.

                I see the water turning a different shade as it flows from the cove.  It’s the life that is seeping from my family and friends.  Suddenly, I can no longer hear my mother.  My father wails in despair and then he too is silenced forever.  I feel the tears flow down my face as the disbelief and devastation washes over me.  They’re dead, all of them.  My friends, my family, everything I’ve ever known.   My own will to live is now gone.  My happy life has been replaced by one of sadness and despair. 

What My Life Has Become

Those of us who have lived through this barbaric murder spree, have been separated and taken to parks where we have been placed into small chlorinated pools.  It burns my eyes sometimes and I don’t have the room to race as fast as I can, the way I used to with my sister.  I miss my home in the ocean.  I miss my family, my sweet parents who loved me so much and were murdered without a second thought.  I think of my sister every day and I wonder if she has been put into the same sort of prison as me.  I don’t understand what we did to deserve this.  I don’t understand why they killed my family and friends and seemed to enjoy it.  I always thought people were good.  I guess I was wrong.

The Humiliation

                They want me to do tricks for them.  They don’t feed me all of my rations unless I do what they want, so I start performing the tricks because I’m so hungry.  The fish they give me is dead and it doesn’t taste very good, not good the way it tasted in the ocean when I caught my own and it was fresh.  The thrill of the chase was half the fun, but here, they just throw it to me, already dead.

                The echoes in this tiny pool are unbearable at times.  Some of the other dolphins here don’t like me and they ram into me to try and injure me.   I guess they are just frustrated too with our cramped conditions.  It gets really annoying with people shouting and beating on the glass of our tank.  Sometimes I think my head will explode.  I don’t bother to use my sonar anymore.  The pool is so small, there is never any joy or surprise at what is coming around the bend like there is in the ocean.  I simply swim around in the same small circles day after day, after day, seeing nothing but the same glass and concrete walls.

                I don’t know how long I’ve been here now.  It seems like an eternity.  Two of the dolphins that were here when I came have died.  One was sick and the other killed herself because she couldn’t stand life here any longer.  She decided to stop breathing and within minutes she was gone.  It made me sad because I liked her, but I can’t blame her, I’m starting to feel the same.  They’ve recently brought two new dolphins in that were just as frightened as I was.  I feel bad for them because I now know, we’re never getting out – not alive.  As long as people keep coming here to see us and make us do those degrading tricks for food, we’re never getting out. 

                I miss my home.  I miss my family.  I long for the peaceful sounds of the ocean, where no people are screaming and yelling and laughing at me with music constantly blaring, denying me food if I don’t do what they want me to do.  I don’t know how much longer I can go on like this.  This isn’t living, I merely exist.  I only wish there was someone who could help. 

               If anyone’s listening, please don’t let what happened to me, happen to anyone else.  Please help us get out of these tanks.  Please…

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New Year News and Other Stuff I’m Rambling About

31 Dec

It’s hard to believe it’s New Years Eve again – how’s that for a colloquialism? It’s even harder to believe that we all survived the wrath of the Mayan calendar, I kid. I have been enjoying my ten days off from the day job. It has been very relaxing. During this time I have been writing and reading, reading and writing. Simply doing the things that I love to do. It has been GLORIOUS! I can only hope that everyone else has been able to do the same.

Now, down to some news. I have begun the sequel to my first novel, “The Missing Chapters”. It’s been easier than I thought to re-engage myself with characters that I created nearly four years ago. The big change will be the narrative of the story. It will not be in first person this time. The main reason for this is that there are a lot more story lines going on – many more characters insights and perspectives that need to be given. I think my readers will appreciate the change as switching from that many characters in first person would get pretty crazy! I don’t know a release date yet, but it will be 2013. As I mentioned on gr and fb, book two of “Death’s Gift to Sabrina” will be released first – no date on that one yet either, but look for mid-year more than likely.

With all of the reading I have been doing, I have also been doing a lot of reviewing. Some of the reviews, I think I will start sharing on here because some of the books I’m finding really deserve the attention. I’m going to start that now. Yesterday, on a whim, I borrowed a title from the Kindle Lender’s Library entitled, “Sometimes Never”. It is a mature YA novel but you do not have to enjoy YA novels to appreciate this one. It was amazing. Please check out my review below. Happy reading!

Sometimes NeverSometimes Never by Cheryl McIntyre
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Kudos to you Cheryl McIntyre. This is an amazing story on a very disturbing yet very real problem that is done with sensitivity and taste. I had to take a moment to collect myself before I could even write this review. I’m still at a bit of a loss as to what to say because this book has completely overwhelmed me – and that does not often happen to me anymore.

The complexity of Hope is magnificently crafted. Her vulnerability is consistently masked with her vicious strength, bitterness and sarcasm. You find yourself truly caring about what happens to her and at times, you want to reach inside the pages and shake her to get her to stop hurting herself. This character broke my heart.

Swoop in Mason, an equally damaged soul, who is trying to work out his own issues but realizes that Hope’s problems are much more serious than his own are. He makes it his goal to earn the trust and love of this broken girl knowing that he can help her and that she in turn, can help him. She quickly becomes the only thing that matters to him and the only girl he has ever loved or could ever love.

Every time I thought I knew what was going to happen, I was always off a bit. I love that! I’m fairly certain that there were several times that my heart skipped a beat as the story unfolded. Truly well done. I was also enticed by the love scenes, definitely mature YA and very intense and realistic. There’s also some m/m going on with Hope’s gay best friend Guy, who happens to be completely adorable and enjoys public exhibitions in the movie theater apparently. You still have the same teenage angsts, twist and turns that are commonly found in YA novels however, this story touches on a much deeper and darker part of teenage life that is truly heart wrenching and disturbing. The writing is impeccable and I highly recommend this novel. I would give you more stars if I could. This novel truly touched me.

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ON SALE – 2 DAYS ONLY!!! DON’T MISS OUT!

28 Dec

Hey gang! I wanted to send out a quick message that this weekend only (Dec. 29, 30), you can get my latest novel for ONLY 99 CENTS (Kindle and Nook versions only). Stop on by to amazon.com or Barnes and Noble online to pick it up! Don’t miss it!

Book 1

IT’S COMING…

16 Dec

Book 1

It’s almost here.

Contest! Sign up to win a paperback copy of the The Missing Chapters!

12 Nov

 

Head to Goodreads and sign up for a chance to win my novel!

 

The First 11 for Free!

4 Nov

Hello Readers!

Want to check out the first 11 chapters of my novel The Missing Chapters for free?  You can do so here!
https://www.createspace.com/Preview/1108543

Please check it out and leave a review!

Chasta

It’s Finally Here!

30 Oct

My novel, The Missing Chapters is now available on paperback!  It will be available at most major retail chains within 5 – 6 weeks, but it’s available right now from amazon!  http://www.amazon.com/The-Missing-Chapters-Chasta-Schneider/dp/1480204242/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1351633979&sr=8-4&keywords=chasta+schneider

As for an update on my new project, it should be available by the end of the year if all goes well.  I mentioned in a previous post that another project had overtaken me rather than the one I had been working on, well, it has continued to do so!  I will still be working on tentatively titled, The Fishing Trip, however, the currently untitled novel I started after it will be released first.  So, it’s looking like I will have two novels released within the next year!

Stay tuned for release dates for the new book and I hope you enjoy your paperback version of The Missing Chapters!  As always, you can purchase on Kindle as well.  Happy reading!

Chasta

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