Aprx Review of Parallel Triangle

Reviewed By Chelsea Perry

Official Apex Reviews Rating: 5 stars

Bestowed with the gift of “The Sight,” young Englishwoman Elizabeth is subsequently charged with completing a crucial task by the leaders of Earthzad, an advanced civilization in a dimension hidden from the people of Earth; however, she soon finds herself falling head over heels for Orion, her handsome taskmaster, which has the potential to complicate her mission...meanwhile, Orion is motivated solely by his overpowering affection for Jocasta, the beautiful, intelligent ruler of his home region on Earthzad; unbeknownst to Orion, even though Jacosta feels just as strongly for him, she harbors a deep secret that prevents her from returning his affections...caught up in a monumental struggle for the peace and stability of the galaxy, Elizabeth, Orion, and Jacosta ultimately find themselves trapped not only within the throes of battle – but also of unrequited passion...

Parallel Triangle is nothing if not imaginative. In gripping fashion, author Sandy Hyatt-James has crafted a winding tale of action, drama, and suspense, featuring vivid, unique characters and cleverly intersecting plotlines. More than just a tale of brooding romantic tension, Parallel Triangle invites readers to travel to the nether regions of their imagination, incorporating impressive elements of fantasy and Sci-Fi while simultaneously exploring the visceral depths of emotional turmoil. Equally riveting and eye-opening, Hyatt-James’ debut offering is the strong introduction of a promising new literary voice. A thoroughly entertaining read.

Thursday, November 5, 2009


Why is Autumn referred to as Fall by our American friends? When viewing the spectacular golds, russets and browns from my home, I can see nothing "downwards" about it. To me, it's such a special time of the year. It pricks at my imagination. Makes me think of misty forests, and mythological creatures. I want to sit by the fire, eating butter-melting muffins with my friends and tell creepy stories. Here's a short one to be getting on with:

Last November I went to a fancy dress dance with a new boyfriend and a group of friends. I went as Catwoman, but that's by the by.
When powdering my nose in the restroom, halfway through the evening, I noticed a woman standing at the mirror next to me. She smelled of Lavender. I admired her thirties style evening dress; said it put me in the mind of Ginger Rogers. She smiled, nodded, graciously and continued primping her hair, which, by the way, featured permed, blond curls.
She never once spoke to me. I didn't put this down to rudeness because throughout, she seemed intent on carefully re-applying her red lipstick.
My friend then entered the restroom and joined me at the mirrors. We chatted for a few moments. After the Thirties Woman left, I said, "I wonder where she hired that gorgeous dress?"
My friend looked this way and that. "What dress?"
"The one that woman was wearing."
"What woman?"
I gaped at her for a couple of seconds. "Er....the woman who was here putting her lipstick on. I can still smell the Lavender perfume she was wearing."
"I never saw a woman and I can't smell Lavender. Nobody wears Lavender scent these days anyway. She laughed. "I told you not to drink too much of that punch!"

So, that's my contribution to Autumn. Watch this space for another one next year.

Sandy Hyatt-James