Red Paradise, A Novella Series by Donald Wayne Atchison, Jr.

Seven Books

2010-04-16T08:22:00.000-07:00

To all the self published authors. If you set milestones for selling your books, make them realistic. Stick to it.

If you want to sell one book a day, talk to people, pass out cards and flyers and refuse to go to sleep until the job is done. In 30 days you would have sold 30 books.

Do your thing !!!!

Red Paradise

2010-01-27T19:30:00.000-08:00

To read part of "The Novella Series Red Paradise: First Father" for FREE, go to www.authonomy.com and look for said title.

If you enjoy what you have read, the book can be purchased at www.redparadise.net.

PLEASE leave a comment. Email me anytime.

Don

A Small Story Behind "Red Paradise"

2009-10-09T16:23:00.000-07:00

"I am a book never read," said Red Paradise to me. "I am a tale never told. I am an emotion never felt.""I am an epic struggle known to all who have ever embarked on a journey to be, yet have not become. "Be my instrument and through your soul will vibrate my pain." And so I sat down with a pen and blank sheet of paper and scribbled the very first words of Red Paradise: I too will return to the dry dust, no matter my trepidition of that impending, eternal oblivion. Those few words layed so heavy on my heart that the next thirty three thousand or so words carried with them that very spirit. I questioned, What is there truly after this life? Is there a greater being, called God? Wrapped in those first few words are hidden secrets of deep passionate love, loss, and sorrow. Within those seventeen words relate someone who is torn, who is very old, and who possesses power beyond normal man; and hints at his dangerous nature. As Red Paradise grew, I discovered that voice that came to me which seemed so certain.... wasn't so much making a statement, but was asking a question. From that moment on, I had to reconsider the whole story. Cain, the voice, was not arrogant as I had thought. He was searching. He was....afraid. What did all of this say about me? Was Cain more than a cruel vampire with unforgiveable sins on his hands? What did Cain represent at my own core? Conflict. A troubled soul. Love, and its opposite. Forgiveness? Maybe. The small story behind Red Paradise is as deep as the regions of space; talking about people caught in between worlds others have made. All of this, while an immortal being trapped in the middle strives to find his own. If he can.

Human Descendants of Vampires

2009-10-09T16:20:00.000-07:00

Imagine yourself immortal. What secrets would lurk in the darkness of your heart? How long would it stay hidden there waiting, waiting for its day, its say? The Novella Series Red Paradise: First Father will do more than take you into a fascinating vampire tale. It will bring out the dark that lies in you. Some say humans are descendants of the vampire race - Oh, you didn't know that? Hmmm. There is a lot you don't know.

Finding Myself and Finding........ "RED PARADISE"

2009-10-09T16:13:00.000-07:00

People have said a lot about me in the short time I've been alive; some of it good, and some bad. What others have thought of me has been a major influence in my life, and not for the better. You kind of lose yourself when it's based off how you are perceived, and so I've been adrift for years now.Reputation is all about what others think of you. While character is who you really are. Self-discovery has led me to understand and know that I am a father to my son. And yet I am a wounded son. I am a husband to my wife. And yet I am learning every day the frustration of growing in a marriage. I am an entrepreneur, with measurable financial success, and devastating losses. I am a teacher on many subjects, and am the biggest student. I am so much more...... I am a writer. This is where I would like to elaborate. Writing to me is like meditation, or coming out of a deep massage session. It brings me peace and purpose. As I mature as a writer I understand how to write strictly for myself, with others in mind. Writing brings me the ultimate in independence, and the wisom of interdependence. Putting words to paper give me, Don Atchison, a subtle voice in this big ole world. Red Paradise has turned out to be my very first whisper. It is my, "Hello." It is my, "I exist. I am alive. I am someone."Red Paradise symbolizes my letting go of all the things people have even forced upon me; whether it be their perception of me, or the belief system I was born into and the many prejudices I adopted. I say today, "No More!"As Red Paradise grew from a Novel into a Novella series, I realized I was a hippy of sorts. I realized I was a dreamer, and have hopes and ambitions I hadn't ever begun to reach for. The vampires in my book are a way for me to express ugliness and beauty in life. They are how I tap into emotions and challenge the status quo; opening up my own mind to wild possibilities. With vampires comes clans which are nothing but families. In families there are complicated emotions, dysfunctionalism, rivalry, love, hate, fear, disappointments and victories.Everything I've ever wanted to breathe, comes out in Red Paradise. I only hope my fans can relate. I hope you enjoy, and most importantly, I hope you dream beyond the box you may have been put into. Be patient. The publication of First Father, the first Novella in Red Paradise, is coming very soon.Peace and Blessings !!!!

October 24, 2009...... Don't forget this date !!!!!!!!

2009-10-09T16:10:00.000-07:00

Hello everyone,

I have not connected with you guys for awhile but I have been sooo busy with the book. You know how it is. Editing and more editing, getting cover design together, etc. Well guess what. The book is done !!!!!! October 24th is the date....

My first book is scheduled for release through Amazon.com, on October 24, 2009; and as a Self publisher I haven’t the distribution channels or capital for a major marketing campaign.I am pounding the pavement and asking my few fans, and anyone interested, to tell a friend about the upcoming release of “The Novella Series Red Paradise: First Father”.Direct them towards my modest website (www.redparadise.net). Buy a book yourself, and don’t hesitate to remark. Please, Please, feel free to give advice on anything that I can do to better my website or add to my marketing efforts in general. Finally, Vampires are more than blood suckers of the innocent. They have enemies greater than mere werewolves, and they know the bitter reality of immortality is no more than putting off death until a later time.The truth of it all waits for you to discover. If you possess the courage, you will not beDisappointed. You may even find yourself bitten….

Fine Dining

2008-10-15T12:20:00.000-07:00

A man, middle-aged in appearance but as old as the pyramids of Ancient Egypt, sat before a burning fireplace as the sweet smell of pine wafted in the air. The dark leather comforter he rested in was old and his favorite. The black cup of Nigerian roasted bean coffee he coddled gave off another aroma that tickled his nostrils. He sipped, savoring the delightful taste that rolled over his tongue, and pondered on things most humans would find horrid. Let's take a peek into the mind and dark heart of an immortal:

Most of my brethren and sistern have such shallow palates today, unlike in the old times when we lived to refine our tastes. Hunting was not only about eating for the sake of survival. True hunters display restraint and the mastery of selection.

When I pursue game it is done with the utmost care, patience and skill to ensure I obtain the flavor and texture I desire. I disdain an indiscriminate vampire. To live so long and still chose poorly speaks volumes of one's character.

Sinking my fangs into the throat of a human, I expect a spicy kick, yet look for the substance to be rich and smooth as it mixes with my own blood.

Drink slowly, controlled, and it will revitalize you to the core. Usually there is euphoria, and the new energy acts like a powerful aphrodisiac. However, not all blood is the same. Not all of it has that special "umph" which is why selection is critical. Feeding in the wrong way or on the wrong human can leave us soporific at best, and at worst can exasperate hunger to the point to where gorging takes place and no matter how much blood is consumed, we starve to death.

I hardly stray from devouring intellectuals, or those middle-aged and athletic. They must be bi-sexual, ambitious yet not overbearing. They're even tempered and calculative. The men gray but don't bald. The women haven't a single, silver streak, while their hair does thin.

Really sweet blood comes from those who wear glasses, but not because of a astigmatism or disease. Just slight degeneration due to aging. Blind victims have a butter taste, and clumpy texture.

Those I consume are full of vitality, and are likely to have reached one hundred if not for me or some other ill timed event.

I eat flesh, but not of the ones I prefer to drink from because strangely, their meat is gamy and tort. Predators tend to be the best on the tongue.

Like Father, Like Son

2008-10-05T14:05:00.000-07:00

Imagine a world so evolved that murder did not exist, and not due to stringent laws or retribution but because the people out grew such behavior. They evolve beyond war and domination, greed, and other trivials. People were healthy and lived long lives. All was peaceful even as technology grew in wonder.

On this world the air was so clean that one could see as far in the distance as the eye had power. Fruit exploded with wonderful, pleasing flavors. Water was so pure that it was almost weightless.

I come from a world that was like this but something went terribly wrong and changed everything, everywhere forever. This was nearly twenty thousand years ago. I can remember even now that there were so many populated worlds. We devoured them all, after millions of years being civilized people our culture digressed and murdered first ourselves, then others.

Ah (sigh), we could not be stopped, our hunger could not be filled. We are the oldest people in the universe, and when we infested other worlds we came unobserved and destroyed whatever we contacted, leaving planets baron of human life and in total ruin. We could not help ourselves. It was all so new to us then. Maybe if we had a set of rules from the beginning, maybe if we had never tinkered with nature in such a way, but we did and today I bare the weight of what a single man of science did so long ago. I have to carry the responsibility, he was my brother. He was my closest friend.

I killed my closest friend with my bare hands, watching the light as it faded from his eyes. His brown eyes that looked just like mine.

I'm Coming

2008-09-25T09:39:00.001-07:00

Vampire are about living forever, dying suddenly, discovering latent powers with age, and hiding truth through secrets marked by symbols only a chosen few have the means to contemplate without bias. A vampire's whole world is about understanding what mortals can not fathom, refuse to even consider.

Red Paradise is about conflict within, and outside upheavel. It is about antebellum, paramour. Orgies and Cannibalism. The Novella is mystique, and challenges personal beliefs so it is a work that you will adore or abhor; however, people tend to be such little liars, dual minded beings thinking one thing while doing another because too afraid of what others might say or think.

" When will you have an original thought of your own?" My characters will challenge.

Individuals in this epic adventure are all complex yet looking for simplicity in life. Some will find peace, some will be free. Others will never taste the sweetness of knowing self.

Know thyself, the universe cries out. Know thyself and discover the vast expanse.

Human bounderies and concepts dissipate the longer a vampire exists but it is a long, arduous journey. Human psychology dies slow. Vampire must evolve through the futility of vain belief systems, watching them ultimately return to dust just as their makers before them.

Existing becomes the only past time worth an immortal's engagement. With the freedom and time to do, to be, think, breathe, perging oneself from the human lies and so called facts, vampire become powerful beyond comprehension. If I could choose to be such an angel, would I? Would you? Is not the very thought of it tempting?

Oh, wait a minute. Reality check. They do not exist and if they did they are damned. Arent't they? Anything not like me, not believing like me is always damned, isn't it?

So I can only welcome you, prepare you, Red Paradise, the damned book is coming. It has already been here. It will always be.

Tee shirts will be available for order on December 1, 2008. Downloads of the first Novella will be available on February 10, 2009 while paperback additions will be ready for sale on May 2, 2009. Paperback copies will vary from downloads by having more material.

The Birth of Cain

2008-09-22T12:56:00.000-07:00

Sitting in my bathtub six years ago, I decided to slink further into the warm water and while there, stare trance-like at the ceiling until I found my self mumbling in a narrative tone.

At first I wasnt even aware of what I was doing. But what was happening was the birth of a character I would personally grow to know as Cain. Cain the trap being beneath the earth. Buried, forgotten, and alive forever to suffer in darkness and despair.

Imagine for a moment the confined state of being buried in a coffin for thousands of years. No, No...consider it for only a single twenty four hour period. The claustrophia, the thoughts of how much time left. The incompacity to move. The musty hot air. Darkness so deep, rich and overbearing, that it absorbs all sound. You are totally alone.

Then consider that twenty four hour period of time, you know it is over but no one comes to free you. Or are they coming? Is the time really up? And you wait, and wait.

Maybe now. Maybe the time is near now. But it never arrives and that is when your descent into lunacy begins.

That day in the tub, that is what came to me, is what I babbled on about.

What exactly makes Red Paradise: First Father, a great Novella is that I break from tradition as far a vampire, engaging in emotionally charged prespectives on sexual preferences and religious views.

Vampire in Red Paradise, also referred to as "kind" for those were of the original race that were turned, developed the religions of the earth to munipulate men and women, and communicate secrets to their kind on how to survive among humans for eternity.

Be of the world but not in the world. They have always been here. They see but are not seen. Hear but are not heard. They are angels to some, demons to most.

They drink from us, eat us, fuck us, all with indifference. Except a few who have a conscious, they hunt those of us considered hunters, killers, rapist, scum.

Cain is the main character, the first son of the first vampire as the story is told. He is misunderstood by others and lost to himself. Alone, afraid, searching, and hateful. Or is he? Why is he?

He is a vampire seeking revenge.

Help Me !!!!!

2008-09-22T12:54:00.000-07:00

Im going out on a limb here. I have written the first three Novellas of this series, and I am in the middle of the fourth Novella as I type.

I am losing my business, my wife and I really don't know how we are going to pay this month's bills, and you know what im doing?, I am working on publishing this series of novellas with the last bit of resources we have and Im scare as hell.

I made my first million and I lost it all. I made two million and am losing it all again in this downfall of the real estate market. Eventhough I am good at being an entrepreneur, I don't love it. I love writing, and so I am looking at the handwriting on the wall and im going for what I love.

Now, im asking you the readers to help me promote the Red Paradise Novella Series because I don't know a damn thing about publishing.

September 20. 2008

Hello World.

2008-09-22T12:48:00.000-07:00

Hello World,

Welcome to the Novella Series , Red Paradise.

I, too, will return to the dry dust, no matter my trepedition of that impending, external oblivion. And no sort of contrivances of an ever existing soul, will make it so. We are no greater than ants or fig leaves. Not religion, devotion to rituals, heart-filled sermons or passionate prayers heaped together from all the populated worlds will ever change that.

Men and women, as they are born, will come to the same demise. Which is death, with nothing afterwards. As the scriptures so plainly state, the dead know nothing.

Until I close, I savor the blood of those that give me longevity and vitality. Occasionally I will dine on one of these special prey, along with the choicest wines as treat.

One must have periodic indulgences, and I have my preferences, my inclinations.

Age has given me power over men, and they call me God.

They call me God.

About the Author

2008-09-22T12:38:00.000-07:00

My name is Donald and Im a Hippy. Not an old school one, but I come with 2008 upgrades. Don't ask me what that means. Free Love is still part of my repertoire, I wear long dreadlocks, and I can hit the road in a F350, put on Creed, Marvin Gaye, Anthony Hamilton and not have a destination, but get there, and find my way back home before the money runs out.

I don't like talking about myself. I don't like writing about myself. But because of this silly Author's Page, I have to say something.

I am a Writer. I do it, it does me. Through it I find peace. I have a voice. This vampire series represents my voice, my letting go all the things people have ever forced down my throat to believe, to do, to be.

There is not much else.