Monday, January 14, 2013

A Love Affair


My enduring Romance with the Ancient World!

I love all things from the ancient world! The art, the legacy of myths, and mysteries that early cultures produced have had my imagination in overdrive since I was a young . . . um---err, well for years! LOL!

The unsolved mysteries especially have held me enraptured, both as an artist and author, giving rise to both my series: Treasure of the Ancients and Paranormally Yours. The first series adheres strictly to the real world; although it is fiction. The research on the language and mythology is quite extensive, whereas the series Paranormally Yours jumps into the world of fantasy with both feet. . . . Perhaps flying leap is more apt. Hahaha!



The first book in the series Treasure or the Ancients, Treasure of Egypt, delves into one of the greatest mysteries of the ancient world, the myths surrounding the Great Sphinx. Mankind has asked for centuries where the image of the Sphinx originated. Discover for yourself the origins of the amazing symbol as well as several hieroglyphs that have been misidentified or unknown altogether.

The research into the book took years and when I do deviate from the “real world” to explore the ancient “fictitious” tomb as a reader you are sent on a journey that also follows the Book of Gates, which is within the Book of Coming Forth By Day or the Land of Two Ways. Some would call this the Book of the Dead, but since that wasn’t a term used until late in the nineteenth century I resisted the temptation to use it in my adventure that takes place in the year 1863.

The second book in the series, Treasure of the Emerald Isle, has been fascinating to research and I cannot wait until its release in 2013. It involves the mystery surrounding the great megalithic structures such as Stonehenge and Newgrange. Who built them and where and why did they go?

To read the first chapter click here. Treasure of Egypt sneak peek!



Paranormally Yours

The Ghost Pirate's Treasure is the first book in my new series Paranormally Yours and delves into the world of fantasy. We are still exploring the ancient myths of the world . . . but in this series everything of fantasy, myth, and legend can and probably will pop up. Hahahaha!





“Laugh out loud humorous mystery!”

A delightfully enchanting, ghostly tale, filled with light hearted humor, heartwarming romance, haunted histories, and ancient mysteries.

A tale of discovery, mischievous spirits, and Mayan mayhem!

What do you get when a mischievous ghost, a new divorcée, her helpful mother, the nosey neighbor, her hunky son, a leaky pooch, and a fed up gardener are thrust together for the Christmas season?

A fast paced, action-packed, mystical thriller that is just what the veterinarian ordered to start the new year-tun off right!

Jessie has agreed to house sit her eccentric aunts empty bed and breakfast for the Christmas holiday while she tours Italy. But Jessie soon learns that the old mansion isn’t necessarily empty . . . . After meeting the resident ghost, Jessie is convinced she’s lost her old life, her practice, and her beloved dog, but quite possibly her sanity as well!


Having just gone through a divorce, Jessie has more on her plate than dealing with her nosey neighbor, the blue haired dynamo’s perpetually leaky dachshund, and her gorgeous son, who could be at home in the halls of Valhalla playing the part of Thor. . . . She has to find Jacques, the ghost pirate’s treasure map, the fabled city of El Dorado, and the Heart of the Mountain itself in order to save the man she loves . . . along with the planet!


This book explores the hidden mysteries of the ancient myths surrounding the Mayan Sun calendar along with enough nonsense to make it all deliriously wacky. The Christmas season takes on a whole new meaning in this humorous, romantic adventure!

To read the first chapter click here: The Ghost Pirate's Treasure

Cupid’s Love Potion is now available!




Laugh along as the puzzle unravels in this delightfully dangerous whodunit full of zany humor, heartwarming romance, haunted histories, and ancient mysteries.

This is the second installment in Barbara Ivie Green’s series of supernatural adventures, (Paranormally Yours). The hilarious Jacques is back! And he is funnier than ever! Will he finally find his treasure, or will someone dear to him end up sleeping with the fishes?

In this tale of love potions and flying arrows, Cupid is on a mission to reunite two of mythologies greatest star-crossed lovers. Can he bring this fated couple together, or will he and love be lost to the world forever?

What do you get when a lonely librarian, her dreamy guardian angel, a merciless madman, a jealous reporter, a cranky ghost, a jovial jaguar, and three surprisingly streetwise and sexy matriarchs are thrown together for Valentine’s season?

A fast paced, action-packed, mystical thriller that is sure to touch your heart!


To read the first chapter click here: Cupid's Love Potion

In this series I have enjoyed combining the myths and icons from these different subjects. My third book is in process, Luck of the Irish is already underway. Pulling together the information, myths, and superstitions surrounding the topic and incorporating it into my story and letting my characters have at it has been a riot!
Thank you for viewing my books. :O)


Love always,
Barbara

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Temple of the Jaguar

Jaguar Temple
Featured in the book
Treasure of the Jaguar Warrior
Mystery of the Mayan Sun Calendar

Sunday, November 11, 2012

The Sword of Destiny


Sword in the Stone graphic artwork by Barbara Ivie Green

Now available in prints! Click here for details.

What new in the Art of Ivie?


Taking a two dimensional drawing and turning it into a thing of beauty.


To see the artwork where I placed the sword in the stone click here. Artwork

Saturday, June 30, 2012

The Blind Date





The Blind Date


   Grandma sat at the dining table, a shot gun on her lap and her false teeth in the water glass at her elbow. It was a regular Sunday dinner . . . with the exception of the blind date.
   Brooke’s eyes were wide as she looked at her grandma across the table. “What do you mean you invited Betty’s son to dinner?”
   “He’s just back from the war,” she explained.
   “But you knew Charles was joining us.” Brooke rubbed at her throbbing temple. Why did Grandma have to choose now to be herself?


   Ding-Dong


   “Is that the bell?” Grandma asked innocently.
Great, just great! Brooke opened the door to both of the men who stood there. One held flowers. The other held a bottle of sparkling water. “Please, won’t you come in?” She stepped aside. “Charles this is Betty’s son—”
   “Jack and I have met,” Charles stated crisply, handing her the bottle as he headed down the hall.
   “Seems I’ve come at a bad time.” Jack remained on the stoop, the flowers still in hand.
   “Not at all.” Brooke smiled awkwardly, trying not to notice the twinkle in his light brown eyes. “We would love it if you’d join us.”
   Brook couldn’t help but notice how the brilliant smile he gifted her with lit up his whole face.
   “For you.” He handed her the bouquet and entered.
Feeling suddenly out of sorts, she led him to the dining room. “I’ll just go get a vase for these,” she said before she left for the kitchen.
   Grandma eyed the gifts that Brooke had placed on the table. Leaning forward, she grabbed the fake flowers in the arrangement in the center of the table and tossed them over her shoulder, replacing them with the fresh ones. “There . . . I just love it when gifts go together.”
   Charles gasped as he watched her open the bottle of water and pour it over them.
   “Do I smell Brussels-sprouts?” Jack asked conversationally when the room became too quiet.
   “They give me gas,” Grandma stated flatly.
   “How delightful,” Charles sighed in distaste.
   Jack chuckled, “I’ll just have to brave it.”
   “That’s my boy!” Grandma smiled. “Don’t let a bit of hot air,” she glanced back at Charles, “stand in your way.”
   Brooke returned with a vase in hand, noting the new arrangement. “Grandma, are you behaving yourself?”
   “Of course,” Grandma replied. “Shall we eat?”
   Brooke seated herself, noting Charles’ sour expression.
   “You know my second husband,” Grandma said, making not so idle conversation, leaning forward, and spearing a slice of roast, “thought himself a scholar. Most boring man I’ve ever met.” The shotgun on her lap suddenly exploded, blasting a hole in the wall. Startled, she knocked over her water, which splashed over the other side of the table. . . . Her teeth slid off the edge with the tide.
   Charles stood with a yelp, brushing the false teeth off his lap in horror.
   “Whoops!” Grandma hollered. “Just patched that up, too, darn-it!”
   “Well!” Charles glared across the table, his trousers soaked.
   “I’m terribly sorry,” Brooke started.
   “Don’t bother!” he interjected, tossing his napkin to the table. He stomped down the hall, slamming the door in his wake.
   Grandma glanced over at the other two. “Pass those potatoes, will you?”
   Jack grinned over at Brooke before they both dissolved into laughter.
   “Well now, you have to admire a man with a sense of humor. My last husband and I laughed together for nearly forty years.” Grandma smiled wistfully. “So how many children are you going to have?”
   “At least a dozen.” Jack winked at Brooke with a wide grin.

This was written for a 600 word or less competition.