I came up with the idea for Awakening after losing my father to a lingering illness. He was an avid reader, and introduced me to high fantasy at a young age. A group of disparate characters coming together for a common goal is a long standing trope in the science-fiction/fantasy genres, and I wanted to try my hand at the formula as a way of channelling my grief after his passing.
2. What inspires you?
I’ve always found inspiration lurking around every corner, ready to pounce. Writers, and artists of all stripes, draw upon their experiences in the world around them to craft their works. I have to carry a notebook wherever I go to jot down ideas, as a conversation I overhear, a song I love, or even a dream that jolts me out of my nap can lead to writing a new scene.
3. What is your favourite novel of all time?
If I had to pick one favorite novel, it would either be The Stand or The Gunslinger by Stephen King. I’ve always loved his ability to build characters and conflict. I’ve returned to The Stand and the entire Dark Tower series many times over the years.
4. What was the hardest part about writing your book?
The hardest part about writing this book was exposing some of my own emotions through the interactions of my characters. It’s not difficult to pour your grief, hopes, or fears onto a page, but it is incredibly daunting to send those feelings out into the world to be weighed and measured by an audience.
5.Did you learn anything from writing this book and what was it?
I’ve learned a lot about self-publishing while crafting this book. I have always wanted to write, but before the rise of e-books the process of getting a work published was convoluted and frustrating. We now live in a wonderful age where writers can freely express their ideas and send them out for praise or condemnation on their own terms.
6.Describe what your ideal writing space looks like.
I like to listen to music while I write! I do most of my work either in my living room, listening to my own library of songs, or if I need a change of scenery at a nearby lake. Whenever I have trouble finding a way to articulate a particular passage, I will take my motorcycle out as well. I’ve always found riding clears my mind, and helps me focus on my work.
D.B. West was born and raised in the southern United States. While studying at the University of North Carolina at Greensboro, he met his wife and fellow author, Lane Hart. They now reside together with their two young daughters and their pets, a pair of Pomeranians.
After losing his father to a lingering illness, West began writing ‘Awakening’ as a way to channel his emotions, and honor the memory of a true friend. In addition to writing, he enjoys video games, motorcycles, and traveling.
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About the Book
Author: D.B. West
Genre: Science Fiction
America’s worst fears are realized when a hospital is the target of a suspected terrorist bombing. As our first responders descend on the area, a discovery is made that will change the course of human history. Three aliens emerge from the wreckage, and three humans are chosen as Earth’s champions. Will the bond they share be enough to save us all from destruction?
The Guardsmen stayed well back while the alien strapped the canine into the litter, and once clear, the Lieutenant waved for the winch to be activated. It whined audibly under the strain of the burden as it slowly drug the creature from the depths. Once the squad was able to clear the animal from the opening, they unstrapped it warily, as it tilted its huge fox like head to give them each a long, considering stare. The intelligence in its bright yellow eyes was unnerving, and as the straps came free they each backed away from the litter. The dog slowly walked a short distance from the entrance, then turned back expectantly, obviously waiting on its companion.
Only a few minutes later Lieutenant Dobson personally helped the blue-eyed humanoid step free of the litter. He had ridden it up standing, holding loosely to the guide ropes. “Sergeant, have your team sweep the cavern, then get them out of there and report to the Urban Search & Rescue team that we’re done here for now.”
Turning to the two figures who were now standing side-by-side while the squad kept them covered from a short distance, the Lieutenant said, “We have orders to transport you to a safe location away from civilian personnel. Will you come willingly?” he asked grimly.
The dog broke into what appeared to be a grinning pant, its tongue lolling out and revealing numerous rows of teeth. The mouth on the beast looked like it belonged to a shark rather than a canine, and the effect it had on the creature’s overall demeanor caused the Lieutenant to take a step backwards.
“Of course we will accompany you,” the blue-eyed humanoid said, drooping an arm over the dog. “Is it time to take us to your leaders, and all that?” it added with a raised eyebrow. “You understandably have a lot of questions about what led to this tragedy, and what is to come. We will do everything we can to help bring enlightenment. We are called Oraki. Specifically, my name is Orak, and my companion,” he said, patting the dogs’ massive head. “Is called Aki”.