THE BLACKFISH PROPHECY by Rachel Clark ***Guest Post -- Excerpt -- Giveaway***


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Young Adult / Nature

Date Published: May 31, 2016


Publisher: Fawkes Press

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Best friends Terra and Tiluk live alongside the wild orcas of Washington State. On the other side of the continent, Miles wallows in anger and self-pity fueled by his parents' divorce. In a moment of harrowing fate, their lives converge when Miles witnesses a captive orca brutally kill his trainer at a marine amusement park. When Miles contacts Terra and her family of whale biologists to better understand the "killer" whale, the three teens soon realize they are more linked to each other - and the whales - than they ever imagined. Driven by a primal urge to connect with the highly-evolved consciousness of the orca, the teens take extraordinary risks to challenge big business and renew lost traditions. Their journey is set to restore an ancient mystical bond between humans and whales that ultimately reveals The Blackfish Prophecy…a revelation about Terra - and those like her - that's about to change everything.


Guest post by Rachel Clark

Why Vanishing Killer Whales Give Me Hope 


The orca have come to my dreams for years now. The first dream, a lucid waking dream more real than life, lead me to write and publish The Blackfish Prophecy. Since then, the whales come like full moon tides, regular but sporadic. Numinous, beautiful… and sometimes too dark, too full of mourning. Cold, heavy dark oppressed waters filled with the drowning influence of our world’s toxic culture. The orca in these dreams are dying. Some are starved. Some bleeding. In one, humans wrench salmon from the whale’s hungry mouth. A fishing boat cleaving the web of life. 

In another, a giant concrete dam blocking ancient rites of passage that weave us—whales, salmon, and people— together through eons.

Sometimes though, the dreams—like that first one—are joyous. The whales are fat. They roll and play and dance, and come to me, showing full, glistening bellies… their relief at recovery. They come to me, and the other dreamers, and they look. They look into our faces and tell us with their eyes. Thank you. We know you did this. We know only you could do this.

The other dreamers exist in waking life. More and more, I hear these people, their voices rising: The whales come to us in our dreams. They have something to say.

There are days I crunch my eyes shut, hold my hands over my ears. They vanish before us, blinking out like whole stars swallowed by a black hole, and the grief, the horror, is too much. Waking to their imminent extinction is only one small segment of this new rite of passage. A passage that bears witness to losses our young species has never seen on such scales. On our planet now, our dominate culture is swallowing entire galaxies and constellations of living beings.

And the fabric of life as we know it frays.

They tell us with their eyes: Thank you. We know you did this. We know only you could do this.

We all tread along the new segment of this rite of passage at this very moment. Whether we continue down this path is up to us. The whales know the truth. That we can choose the path to Harmony.

The dreamers know it too. And every day the vanishing whales touch thousands of awakening hearts.

The whales come to us in our dreams. They have something to say.

How will we answer them?


Excerpt


But this evening Claire was no peacemaker. She’d rung the bell. The bell was only for extreme emergencies. Yet when she’d gotten the call from a colleague in Florida about what had happened at OceanLand this morning, ringing the bell was her first response. With that phone call, all the years of hurt and frustration burst, and something broke inside her. She’d known even as she rang the bell that obviously this wasn’t a true emergency, but a part of her needed the tolling just the same. Something had to change. He’d killed again. Her heart cringed, thinking of him. She wiped her eyes, again.

Claire shivered inside her parka and glanced back at Terra and Tiluk, hand in hand as they descended the long set of stairs behind her and the other adults. She saw that Terra gingerly held the carved and bloodsoaked whale that shed brought home, her fingers bandaged from the cut shed given herself. Claire hadnt been surprised to see Terra’s carving of the new calf. She knew her daughter felt a special kinship with Wendy’s new baby. She took a deep breath of the salted air she loved so much, reminding herself why she and her family were here. But her stomach remained tight with grief and empathy. Now, instead of having the chance to meet the new calf her daughter had dreamt about with a free and easy heart, the news of the killing shadowed everything. And even though she was a scientist, a worldclass researcher of the highest order, Claire had asked Terra to broadcast the Adagio on the twoway. Just this once. With this latest killing, she felt an overwhelming need to ritualize her sorrow with the whales.

She looked at her husband Bill, taking in his saltandpepper windswept tousle of hair and etched face. His grim glance told her he felt as sick with the news and what it meant as she did. Looking back at Joseph and Maggie, she knew they felt it, too. Joseph reached out and clasped her shoulder for a moment, his eyes holding hers.

“Careful Claire,” Maggie said, eyeing the narrow, steep stairway. “Mercy, we don’t need any more injuries today,” she murmured. Claire stopped short, turned all the way around, and leaned into Maggie, hugging her briefly from the stair below.

“I know, honey.” Maggie hugged her hard. “I know.”

Terra met Tiluk’s eyes, puzzled. What is really going on here? The adults said they’d explain about the Shantu news later, at dinner. Why was her mom so upset? Terra didn’t even know how to feel about what they’d told her. She was too dazed. The calf has a brother. The calf has a brother. Her mind, overwhelmed by this news—and the killing—had shut down. The words kept rolling around and around her head: The calf has a brother. But her brother killed a human. Her brother killed someone. It was all she could think of as if the news itself blocked her from considering its implications. Tiluk had grown even more solemn and quiet than usual. Neither Terra nor Tiluk were ready to know more.

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About the Author


 photo unnamed 1_zpsmo4acqvk.jpg Rachel is a writer and biologist. As a kid she got hooked on all things animal, vegetable, and mineral. To complicate matters, she was hatching up stories before she could hold a crayon. Once she discovered biology it was all over. Ever since her first class in 7th grade when she refused to dissect a frog, a little voice in her head said: You gotta share this amazing stuff about how nature works, and ask if we really need to harm it. The little voice only got fiercer once she went to college and worked with captive dolphins and Beluga whales, then got to see wild killer whales only a few weeks later. From then on it was an all-out quest to convey the wonders of nature, while pointing out the serious problems of our very bad habit of dominating others and the Earth. She’s been a card-carrying science writer for twenty years. The Blackfish Prophecy is Rachel’s first book.


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  1. thanks for hosting

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    1. You're welcome. I hope to read it someday. My husband and I honeymooned on Orcas Island and went whale watching. Love the whales.

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    2. Rachel and I are thrilled to see that you and your husband honeymooned on Orcas Island! It is phenomenal to watch the whales in their natural habitat, enjoying themselves with their families! Good luck on the giveaway, Jena! We are thankful for your interest.

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  2. Thank you for hosting Rachel Clark's debut novel, The Blackfish Prophecy. Rachel is such a wonderful person to work with and her passion for nature is prevalent in this tale. We hope that this brings more light to Terra and Tiluk's story and greatly appreciate your post!

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