Bøker utgitt av Ly de Angeles

SAVAGE - BODYWORKHealth, nutrition, resistance training wildcraft wisdom and a touch of witchAs a young witch, de Angeles learned the of the body/mind/spirit connection. Of living true to oneself and earth. As feisty and formidable as a wild creature at forty, and for many years after, all that knowledge seemed to unwillingly desert her. Because of menopause. Because of betrayal and the social bigotry of gender/age shaming. Warrior-trained, she summoned her inner champion, climbed the abyss of commonly-held profiling and rediscovered the seemingly-forgotten art of living beyond them. Author, witch, healer and scholar, she writes Savage - Bodywork to reassure all women and the odd bloke, to not despair. Take up the cause of self-determination. Be strong, and proud of how you live and who you are. Be that hoodoo hussy they all thought was an insult.At competition-level bodybuilding aged sixty-six, de Angeles teaches the weaving, howling, disgraceful and unconditional journey of limitless individuality.

Witch people, like magicians and sorcerers, conjurers, druids and hoodoo hexers, like cunning women and cunning men, kurdaitchas, shamans, manitous, angakoks, curanderas, bruxas, enchanters and shapechangers are needed in this world. We are the stories not bound by dogma or displayed as relics in a museum. We cause disquiet. We summon questions but it's not our way to give answers. They take us to the wild and the frightening places. The cave entrance under the ice at the base of that crevasse. Blue handprints on the rock face imprinted with an ochre of confusion. By people we cannot name and from a time we cannot confirm. Once Upon a Time people. People of the reindeer. Volcano people.

The Skellig is a woman. Most of the time. On the black of the moon she’s another creature altogether. Insectoid.A deal she made, with the soul of earth known as the Grace, a few thousand years ago. Sometimes, over a couple of days, she’s a bit of both.A desperate escape north is the only hope for thousands of runaways. Guided by an indigenous and immortal starman, the shape-shifting skellig, a Maori mystic named Mukata and Terrence, a scientist who should be the enemy but is not, make the journey. Bull and Rattlesnake Lil drive the silver bullet called the Midnight Express, packed to the rafters with escapees and hybrids. Alice, in his armored all-terrain, raises his rainbow pennant on a fifteen foot high middle-finger to the drone swarms overhead. A militarised force not far into their dust is intent on annhialation. The only escape is beyond the northern border a mighty, raging river, guarded by a mythic race called Álfur. It is live free or die.The year is 2156. Dystopia. Misrule. Pirates, badlands, transdrones, cowboys, rebellion. The story The Skellig tells is one of hope and redemption where hard tech and stainless steel meets legend and myth.