Tales of the Lalloure
Welcome to Tales of the Lalloure. The Lalloure are a neuter race I created in 1988 and about whom I have, so far, written five novels and a number of short stories.
Some of you visiting here may only know me as that costumer and/or an artist and might be surprised that I also write. Well, as they say, therein lies a tale.
Though I have been drawing since I could hold a pencil, and making costumes since my early 20’s, my imagination has always been both virile and fertile and refuses be confined. When I drew pictures as a child, I made up stories in my head to go with them which I eventually started to write down. When I first started to design costumes, I often made up backstories for them. I’ve also kept various kinds of diaries, prolific journals, written hundreds of pen-pal letters in the pre-internet days, and thousands of emails since then. So writing has always been a large part of my life.
I came up with the idea of neuter humans in early 1988 on the way to an SCA event (Society for Creative Anachronism, medieval recreation group). I don’t remember much about that event because I spent the weekend making notes and jotting down the story ideas that had exploded in my brain. Unlike my other writing efforts, this story thrust itself into my over-active imagination and demanded to be written. I spent most of the weekends of 1988 doing just that.
And of course when I finished the first novel, the story just kept going so I wrote the second one, and then the third. Over twenty years later, I wrote the fourth and fifth books and finished the Tales of the Lalloure series.
I had an agent in New York city for about a decade, but he was not able to sell any of the Lalloure novels, and we parted ways in the late 1990’s around the time when I became more heavily involved in the SCA. (I was first Baroness of my local group, the Barony of St. Swithin’s Bog.) And for another 10 years I did nothing with the Lalloure or the novels. Then, in late 2011, my friend Karen Schnaubelt said, “Sally, it is time to self-publish these books and get them out of the three-ring binders and out in the world where people can read them.” I talked to author friends, investigated the world of self-publishing and have now set my creations loose. If reactions of friends and readers, and sales at Amazon are any indication, it appears I have written stories people really want to read.
When I first wrote Ten Thousand Gods, I wrote it by the seat of my pants. I had not thought out the universe or the world in much detail and allowed them to develop as the story did itself. I’m not a pure science fiction or pure fantasy writer; my stories encompass both. I try to give things a quasi-scientific base, but then take liberties with physical laws. When I realized I had tapped into a rich, versatile universe with the pocket dimensions, I decided that any story I ever conceived would fit there. And trust me, there are at least two other novels percolating in my brain.
On the sub pages under this one, you will find artwork, much of which was not published in the novels, more detailed maps of the the planet and the Lallourean citadels, glossaries of terms and characters, in depth character backgrounds, and the like.
Directly below are links to Amazon where you can buy the novels, both in electronic and paperback form.
Some of you visiting here may only know me as that costumer and/or an artist and might be surprised that I also write. Well, as they say, therein lies a tale.
Though I have been drawing since I could hold a pencil, and making costumes since my early 20’s, my imagination has always been both virile and fertile and refuses be confined. When I drew pictures as a child, I made up stories in my head to go with them which I eventually started to write down. When I first started to design costumes, I often made up backstories for them. I’ve also kept various kinds of diaries, prolific journals, written hundreds of pen-pal letters in the pre-internet days, and thousands of emails since then. So writing has always been a large part of my life.
I came up with the idea of neuter humans in early 1988 on the way to an SCA event (Society for Creative Anachronism, medieval recreation group). I don’t remember much about that event because I spent the weekend making notes and jotting down the story ideas that had exploded in my brain. Unlike my other writing efforts, this story thrust itself into my over-active imagination and demanded to be written. I spent most of the weekends of 1988 doing just that.
And of course when I finished the first novel, the story just kept going so I wrote the second one, and then the third. Over twenty years later, I wrote the fourth and fifth books and finished the Tales of the Lalloure series.
I had an agent in New York city for about a decade, but he was not able to sell any of the Lalloure novels, and we parted ways in the late 1990’s around the time when I became more heavily involved in the SCA. (I was first Baroness of my local group, the Barony of St. Swithin’s Bog.) And for another 10 years I did nothing with the Lalloure or the novels. Then, in late 2011, my friend Karen Schnaubelt said, “Sally, it is time to self-publish these books and get them out of the three-ring binders and out in the world where people can read them.” I talked to author friends, investigated the world of self-publishing and have now set my creations loose. If reactions of friends and readers, and sales at Amazon are any indication, it appears I have written stories people really want to read.
When I first wrote Ten Thousand Gods, I wrote it by the seat of my pants. I had not thought out the universe or the world in much detail and allowed them to develop as the story did itself. I’m not a pure science fiction or pure fantasy writer; my stories encompass both. I try to give things a quasi-scientific base, but then take liberties with physical laws. When I realized I had tapped into a rich, versatile universe with the pocket dimensions, I decided that any story I ever conceived would fit there. And trust me, there are at least two other novels percolating in my brain.
On the sub pages under this one, you will find artwork, much of which was not published in the novels, more detailed maps of the the planet and the Lallourean citadels, glossaries of terms and characters, in depth character backgrounds, and the like.
Directly below are links to Amazon where you can buy the novels, both in electronic and paperback form.
Ten Thousand Gods
Book One
in Tales of the Lalloure
A thousand years ago during a catastrophic accident, the planet Ertaetha was cut off from real time, but now realtimers have found their way back. In the millennium they were gone, an entirely new race has mutated into being: the Lalloure. These telepathic, neuter and seemingly emotionless beings live separately from humans, their lives and their citadels protected by walls of ritual, tradition and stone. The Lalloure do interact with humans on occasion, such as when they travel outside their citadels on pilgrimage.
“I am Lalloure, to ask and to serve."
So says the Lalloure Rasong to the Kherlyndir family. Rasong serves the family for a day but when it leaves it takes something precious with it—the love of Vilian, a six-year-old human child. The Lalloure touched her, awakened her and she cannot forget.
Twelve years later she leaves her family to find Rasong. And discovers not a society of childish, gentle neuters, but a race whose intrinsic needs are sexual, and whose passions of love and hate are both irresistible and lethal.
in Tales of the Lalloure
A thousand years ago during a catastrophic accident, the planet Ertaetha was cut off from real time, but now realtimers have found their way back. In the millennium they were gone, an entirely new race has mutated into being: the Lalloure. These telepathic, neuter and seemingly emotionless beings live separately from humans, their lives and their citadels protected by walls of ritual, tradition and stone. The Lalloure do interact with humans on occasion, such as when they travel outside their citadels on pilgrimage.
“I am Lalloure, to ask and to serve."
So says the Lalloure Rasong to the Kherlyndir family. Rasong serves the family for a day but when it leaves it takes something precious with it—the love of Vilian, a six-year-old human child. The Lalloure touched her, awakened her and she cannot forget.
Twelve years later she leaves her family to find Rasong. And discovers not a society of childish, gentle neuters, but a race whose intrinsic needs are sexual, and whose passions of love and hate are both irresistible and lethal.
Gods of Crystal, Gods of Dreams
Book Two
in Tales of the Lalloure
Humans and Lalloure live separately for good reasons, reasons reinforced by tradition, ritual and law. When Vilian follows Rasong into the Lallourean world, she finds herself unable to temper her very human reactions to Lallourean society and sexual mores. But M’pelanae H’non has no problem adapting itself to human wishes and desires, breaking centuries-old laws with impunity and plunging the lives friends and lovers—both human and Lalloure—into jeopardy.
in Tales of the Lalloure
Humans and Lalloure live separately for good reasons, reasons reinforced by tradition, ritual and law. When Vilian follows Rasong into the Lallourean world, she finds herself unable to temper her very human reactions to Lallourean society and sexual mores. But M’pelanae H’non has no problem adapting itself to human wishes and desires, breaking centuries-old laws with impunity and plunging the lives friends and lovers—both human and Lalloure—into jeopardy.
Gods of Changeling Love
Book Three
in Tales of the Lalloure
Valonilyr has seen a future for herself that is so seductive, so ironically valid for her, she has no choice but to pursue it. But the way to it is through another world, a dangerous world, a place she barely comprehends and does not know precisely how to reach. But she does know in what direction to point her plans.
Unfortunately, it is a direction that could lose her Rasong.
in Tales of the Lalloure
Valonilyr has seen a future for herself that is so seductive, so ironically valid for her, she has no choice but to pursue it. But the way to it is through another world, a dangerous world, a place she barely comprehends and does not know precisely how to reach. But she does know in what direction to point her plans.
Unfortunately, it is a direction that could lose her Rasong.
Gods in Flux and Flame
Book Four
in Tales of the Lalloure
Humans are dying by the thousands and doctors can find no reason why—no infections, no diseases, nothing. Families go to sleep at night and never wake up.
If humans die, the Lalloure die. But the Lalloure don’t seem to care. For twenty years they’ve ignored the humans’ pleas for help, and now desperate, humans are about to force the Lalloure to act.
And finally, after decades of waiting, Valonilyr has begun manifesting her Talent. Because she’s half-human, hers will be a Talent like no other and just might be the answer to Ertaetha’s problems.
GODS OF THE SINGING SUN
Book Five
in the Tales of the Lalloure
The Conclusion of the Series
If a cure for the cascades is not found soon, the human population with reach a tipping point from which it won’t recover. Then, after months of documenting, the researchers at the Kherlyndir farm find an anomaly, a man who survived when the rest of his family died. But when they discover the reason has to do with the long ago actions of a dead H’non, all hope for the planet’s survival seems lost.
And then a Lalloure from Rasong’s, Bredes’ and Valonilyr’s past reappears. A Lalloure with its own agenda, one completely focused on Valonilyr’s niece Rysille.
in the Tales of the Lalloure
The Conclusion of the Series
If a cure for the cascades is not found soon, the human population with reach a tipping point from which it won’t recover. Then, after months of documenting, the researchers at the Kherlyndir farm find an anomaly, a man who survived when the rest of his family died. But when they discover the reason has to do with the long ago actions of a dead H’non, all hope for the planet’s survival seems lost.
And then a Lalloure from Rasong’s, Bredes’ and Valonilyr’s past reappears. A Lalloure with its own agenda, one completely focused on Valonilyr’s niece Rysille.
Contact the author at sallycfink@lalloure.com