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* Hello, my name is Phillip Jones. My good friends call me Big Dog. I suppose that when you're 6'5" and weigh 260, a nick name is inevitable. I know I should start by telling you the basics about who I am, both as a person and as a writer . . . but that seems boring to me. Don't get me wrong, I promise to tell you many things about what makes me tick-but first, maybe I could ask you something?
Does your mind ever take you to places-places you know are fanciful, but seem so remarkable and unquestionably real? I hope so, because if not, you are missing out. The reason I ask this question is because my mind takes me on many fantastic journeys. These visions are so vivid-as if I am actually there participating-waiting for what lies around the corner.
A few years ago I had a series of dreams. They always managed to tie into one another, but one night the story finally ended. I stopped dreaming for almost six months. If I were dreaming, I did not know it and simply couldn't remember them. Finally, on the night of October 16, 2007, to be exact, I woke up in a heavy sweat. My visions had been so unforgettable. I actually felt like the reality I had woken up to was still somehow a part of the fantasy I had just escaped. For a few moments, I was unable to distinguish if I was truly in my own bed.
I remember panicking and sitting up quickly to look around. When I finally calmed down and collected myself, I knew that my mind had once again taken me to the start of a brand new story. I was inspired and as I washed my face, I looked into the bathroom mirror. Everything I had dreamt was still there-locked inside my mind.
I decided to sit down in front of my computer and began to write. The story just poured out of me and onto my computer screen. Some 39 hours later, I realized that I had just written my first six chapters of the Crystal Moon, World of Grayham.
It was incredible. I could literally see everything in my mind's eye. I had always written down my thoughts and on a few occasions wrote other stories, but nothing like this one- this one was special. This one had the ability to be timeless-a story with the key ingredients to make people stand up and take note. This one needed to be shared with the world.
Needless to say, after 39 hours, I was tired. I had extracted everything that I had dreamt and was unable to progress any further. I went to bed frustrated. I had no idea where the story was going. Not only did I not know, but I was worried I wouldn't be able to write anything to finish such an incredibly perfect beginning. I slept for 16 hours. During that time I again found myself inside another dream-exactly where I had left off before.
The World of Grayham, at least in my mind's eye, was breathtaking. If I could have pulled you into this fantasy with me, I would have. I would have shared the experience of my first ride on a giant Griffon's back. It was incredible. The Griffon's name was Soresym. The first time we fell from the 3,500 foot cliff, called Griffon Falls, to the land below was spiritual. I remember grabbing tight to the saddle's leather straps that rested on his back and shouting.
If only you would have been there to see the Water Mist Mares of Zandra and how these ghostly mares floated above the lakes surface. We could have said hello to the King of Brandor and watched as Shalee Adamson was bonded to her staff of sorcery forever. I can only imagine that we would have enjoyed the experience of meeting Kroger-a giant, gentle ogre, whose heart is just as big as he was.
When I woke from this incredible journey, I had a problem. I needed to go to work, but my adventures pulled me back to the computer. I had no choice-I had to write. So, since I worked for myself, I picked up the phone and said, "Hey Phil, you've got the day off." It was a stupid thing to act out, but I did get a good laugh out of it. I suppose that sometimes we all need to play these little games to keep ourselves amused.
As I started to write, the story continued to once again pour out of me and onto my screen. It has been almost a year now and the dreams have continued to feed my mind. I know now that this adventure will be a series of six books. The World of Grayham's release on 10/01/2008 is just the beginning. My dreams have taken me through the entire story. Now, as I put the proverbial pen to paper, I find that my dreams are playing a supporting role. They constantly remind me of things I may have forgotten. This is how the Worlds of the Crystal Moon began.
So, now that you know how my mind works, I will tell you something about my life. I was born on
January 25th, 1971- in Raleigh, North Carolina. I swear to you that North Carolina has bugs the size of small planes. Hell, if you get bitten by a mosquito
in that state, you might as well go straight to the blood bank. I no longer have an accent, but put me around some of my relatives for a week and it comes
right back to me.
I was raised by my Aunt Judy-an incredible woman with a heart of gold. It was because of her selflessness that she took me in and raised me. This is the woman I call, Mother.
I went to school in Broomfield, Colorado. Broomfield High-Go Eagles! I graduated in June of 1990 and by July of 1990, I moved on to serve our great country in the United States Navy. For five years I worked as an Air Traffic Controller at NAS Fallon, NV. As all good sailors do, I learned how to perfect my ability to swear and had many good times while doing it. After being injured, I was retired from the Navy in November, 1995.
I'm a father of two "incredible" boys. Christopher, my oldest, now 15, is strong willed and extremely smart. Give this young man a skate board and he's loving life. Chase, the baby, now 10, has more charisma in his pinky finger than I have in my entire body. I have never seen anyone make friends the way he does. I suppose I should thank his mother for that.
Now I live in Utah. I am all about scuba diving. If I had one wish, it would be for a set of gills and a spear gun. My second love is a winding road to ride my motorcycle. Susuki, M-109-she's a beauty.
For now, I am single. I will keep ya'll posted when the right one comes along. Feel free to give me feedback as you read the journeys of my mind. I would love to hear from anyone that wants to send me an email.
I hope you enjoy my dreams.
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The Worlds of the Crystal Moon
Copyright 2008 Phillip E. Jones all Rights Reserved
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