A few years back my wife and I were on vacation. We happened to be sitting on a dock and there were many different kinds of fish swimming beneath us. There was a short altercation between the two fish and one of them twisted over and took off. As he did his rainbow belly caught the bright sunlight and radiated with a set of vibrant colors, for just a moment. That image stayed with me, and an idea began to grow. One thought led to another and before long a plot had begun to formulate in my mind. I attempted to write The Siren’s Scream several times without success, I just had no handle to make her a viable entity, she had no motivation other than being just plain evil. Finally, while sitting at a family dinner with a particularly troublesome sister I started thinking about family lineage and good seeds and bad seeds and from that dinner, the ribbon that ties this whole story together was born.