First and foremost I believe the greatest challenges we face are done here at home and sometimes even within our own mirrors. It is in our struggle to deal with what life gives us and what we do in order to get up, get moving and get on where our true character is determined. Anyone can skate. It is within the adversities we face and how we deal with them that we grow and evolve as human beings.

That said, this entire series is for the survivors out there. No matter what it was. Maybe it was a close loved one that you helped or watched or aided, maybe it was you. Whatever personal demon it was that you face down. No matter what fire it was you walked through. No matter how close you let your toes hang over the edge while you got a good look at the long drop and thought--for just one second--that it looked good.

It's for all of you who beat that demon, came through that fire with different degrees of burn and who found the strength to turn away from the edge. It's for everyone who has a real story to tell (but probably never said a word) about what it can really be like and what it can really take it survive here on Planet Earth. Those of you know what the Darkness is who have seen it, walked in it and perhaps had it linger so long it became like an old if unwanted friend. Those of you who yearn for nothing more than to walk in the Light and to Love with an open heart and an open mind. With passion and lust and zest and commitment. Those who still cling to the ancient belief that True Love Conquers All and that together anything is possible even if it takes a while and the lessons are hard.

I've got to let you know
You're one my kind

In my eyes these stories are a testament to the Human Spirit and its willingness to endure, to struggle, to get up, to go forward and go on sometimes against all odds. To the heart's seemingly endless capacity to Love and its desire to be Loved in return.

These stories are for you, those who survived and continue to do so every day. As such, these stories are not for the light, casual and/or fluff-bunny reader. These stories deal with hard-hitting real world issues in real world ways and pull no punches. They are hot, het, adult, gritty, dramatic, romantic, frank, sweeping, violent and dark...among other things. When I say they are 'Darkly Erotic' I really mean it. As such, these stories are intended for a real world audience. If you are a Free Thinking Mature Adult Individual then I have a perfectly comfy spot just for you! Come on in! If you are not or if you have lead a very sheltered life then I thank you very much for coming but wholeheartedly suggest you exit this site now.

The rest is up to you.

You're still here? OK....here's a bit more for ya.
Daughter of the Gods
The Series and Web Site That Almost Wasn't!

So, why Daniel Jackson? That's a question I get a lot. You know as opposed to Jack O'Neill (gods, I looooved RDA when he was on General Hospital...see, I told ya...I Am Old!) or Samantha Carter. Well, I really dunno, especially when it comes to Daughter of the Gods. I had these two original characters running around in my head; Calla and Kanan and I thought "gee, that's a horrible story! I don't want to tell that story!". But, as usually happens to me, the characters just wouldn't go away. So there I am, 24/7 I've got Calla and Kanan rolling around in my head. To say the least, it was annoying. And the story became darker and more horrible as they yelled for my attention.

Needless to say, the Muse started getting cross with me and began loudly clearing his throat as he often does when I'm ignoring him. Determined not to listen, I just kept on ignoring him and the story. Bad writer, I know. (author slaps hand). However, I just kept thinking that this was *not* a story that I wanted to tell. I knew that if I tried to tell it I would have the monumental task of coming up with someone truly, unbelievably special, patient and tolerant to deal with and help Calla and I just didn't have any...ah...'reference material'... at the time.

One day I hear that gutteral throat clearing sound but it was a bit different. In my head I turn around thinking I'm gonna push this away again and instead of the Muse standing there, it was Daniel Jackson and he said "What about me?" And I thought "You? That's a joke, right? You have gotta be kidding me!". In his very Danny-like way, he started to explain the upside of using him as that Special Character I was looking for. Going so far as to tell me that there were things I wanted to do which he was already predisposed to and would have no problem with; you know, like The Ritual in Every New Beginning and dealing with Olympian Gods & Goddesses. He was very convincing but I still...eh, no. But, like the Muse, he was very insistent. Up to the point where he was jumping up and down in frustration demanding I tell him what was 'wrong' with him. (The conversations writers sometimes have with themselves, inside their own heads! "Normal people" would have us locked up if they knew. But those conversations can be and often are very powerful!)

One day, I say to myself 'OK, I'll do it BUT it's going to be an All Original Novel and NOT FanFiction...to hell with Daniel Jackson'. That is exactly how this series started, without any SG-1 characters or themes and most certainly without Daniel Jackson. I got about four chapters into it and realized that Daniel and the Muse were still with me. They were looking over my shoulder as if asking each other; "What does she think she's doing?" Daniel was sitting down with his arms folded looking at me with wounded eyes as if to say; "OK, you know what, obviously there are some things about me that you've forgotten and I'm just going to sit right here until you remember."

What I had forgotten was this;

About ten years before all of this, I went to see this little movie called Stargate with my husband. I wanted to see it because I love sci-fi and Kurt Russell is very easy on the eyes! I never expected to walk out of that movie theater with my heart firmly in the hands of one Dr. Daniel Jackson. Nope. I'm not even a James Spader fan! Although, I suppose I should say, that Mr. Spader was not hard on the eyes either.

So the Powers that Be decided to make Stargate into a TV show called Stargate SG-1...Cool! Along with my husband and a bunch of friends we waited for the show to premiere and there was much debate about who would play Daniel Jackson, would he be any good, and indeed, would they even bring Daniel back from Abydos? To which I said; "They f'in better! The entire movie was Jack's relationship with Daniel and without that the whole thing flops." (See the horrible year where Daniel was 'dead' if you need proof of my statement!) To my and my amigos surprise and delight, Mr. Shanks did not let us down.

From that point forward Stargate SG-1 became a regular fixture in my life. Way back when it was Saturday's and one could watch nothing but Good Sci-Fi from, oh 5 until 9 or so between two different channels. ( DS-9, Voyager, Stargate SG-1, Farscape...those were the days!)

Quite honestly, up until that dreaded season where we 'lost' Daniel, I had no idea of how important Daniel Jackson had become to me. Like they say, 'you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone' and I sure didn't. I didn't realize that I was running home all those nights to watch "Sci-Fi Friday" that I was actually running home to see Daniel Jackson. Sci-Fi Friday was just the excuse I used to accomplish this without feeling....bad(?).....about it (not sure that's the right word there).

And I finally remembered.

Dr. Daniel Jackson had everything I was looking for and wanted to give Calla and he knew it! Strange, it took about two months for my head to admit to what I already knew. Stubborn Red-Headed Irish Woman! :-)

In the end, if I'm honest with myself and you Gentle Reader, I think the reason I was so adamant about not using Daniel is that I was still pissed off at him for leaving. It's hard to trust someone who walks out on you, ya know? Sounds ridiculious, doesn't it? And....it is!

So, I "forgave" him for walking out and one day Daniel Jackson, Calla, Kanan, SG-1, the Muse and I sat down and Daughter of the Gods finally got started.

I'm always thanking Daniel on this site, I should take a second to say my thanks to someone else. Thank you, Mr. Shanks, for bringing Daniel Jackson into my living room so often, thank you for letting him return to continue telling his tale.