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Rise of the Giants: The Guild of Deacons, Book 1

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by James MacGhil


  Any of you have a mother that’s an English teacher? Well, I do - and I’d like to give me mum, Marianne McMichael, a big shout for being gracious enough to not only say she liked the rough draft of my novel but holding back commentary on how much my grammar sucked! Thanks, Mom!

  In the vein of old friends reunited — I’d like to thank my old Ranger buddy, Brian Shea, for creating the incredible artwork displayed on both my book cover and website. He captured my visions incredibly and put some serious blood, sweat, and tears into his work. Thanks, bro!

  In the vein of friends made along the journey — I’d like to express my sincere gratitude to Donna Labermeier (author of the incredibly awesome The Healers Trilogy) for not only taking time out of her busy schedule to read my early drafts but providing the much needed validation I needed to keep going. She was an incredible inspiration and an author I aspire to be like when I eventually grow up … whenever the hell that is. Thank You, Donna!

  Lastly, I’d like to thank my dear friend and colleague, Ginny Levi, for recognizing the importance that writing this novel meant to me and providing the invaluable mystical influence to see it to fruition. Over many long trips up and down the east coast, Ginny also served as my chief Yiddish advisor ensuring that I never plotzed when I wanted to shlep. Mazeltov! Hells yeah!

  In dire conclusion, I’d like to thank You - the reader. If you’ve got this far, I can only hope that you enjoyed the quirky escapades of Dean, Rooster, and the crew. And I sincerely hope this story put an occasional dark smile on your face and perhaps widened your perspective on this outlandish world we live in. Please check in with us at www.jamesmacghil.com for more absurd commentary on giants, nephers, evil clown guys, and the next phase in the epic adventure of our favorite supernatural strike team from the Seventh Realm.

  For as Lew so eloquently put it — This was merely the first act.

 

 

 


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