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Guest Post: T. M Lakomy

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Today on The Tattooed Book Geek I am pleased to be bringing you all a guest post courtesy of T. M Lakomy author of The Shadow Crucible: The Blind God.

If any other authors see this and want to appear on my blog for a guest post or book excerpt then please get in touch.


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Hello! I would like to introduce myself; I am T.M.Lakomy (Tamara Lakomy) and my debut novel “The Shadow Crucible”(dark fantasy) was just released a short while ago. Many people often ask me why storytelling is so important to me and I have always found it hard to reply with a simple answer; It isn’t merely about the desire to share my creativity with the world, but it the hereditary need to pass down stories.

I grew up in North Africa, the child of a tribal Amazigh Berber and a European mother. My people have been nomadic, travelling from the Nile to Mauritania, bringing stories with them wherever they went, learning from the other tribes’ new tales, instilling their old wisdom in old songs and parables for the younger generation. It was in the moments near campfires when the desert winds ceased to lash our faces and the wails of the wild animals following our steps for scraps abated, that our elders would gather us close and begin to sing softly. They knew that with encroaching globalisation and modernity our way of life would soon cease to exist and once they, the older generation was gone, there would be nothing left of the art of storytelling, the passing down of moral codes and ethics and an outlook on life that differs from other cultures.

Our traditions were oral and not written and it was the responsibility of our elders to teach us our history, one that was filled with wonder and supernatural occurrences; for in our lands we believed Djinns, dybbuks and other worldy spirits lived side by side with us, after all many of the Arabian nights stories originated with us. Storytelling kept our spirits alive when the first waved of colonization begun, we were a people close to nature, whose identity was tightly woven with the lands we cherished. I grew up believing as a child, that the mountains held strange forgotten deities who watched over as we travelled close, as well as the dark valleys where vengeful female demons lurked, half goat half human, with eyes of fire, luring us children to our death if we erred too close.

It was that richness of culture that inspired to me write, for magic exists for most people mainly in books, whereas for us it was real and terrible; witchdoctors and black magicians would often kidnap children for their rituals and seek out the deserts to forge pacts with entities. I always wondered what Aleister Crowley found in my homeland, years spent researching the occult, same goes for Gerald Gardner also buried in my country. With creeping modernity, we often forget the wisdom of our ancestors believing them to be garbled tales of primitive times, but we forget that as humans, we are spirits clad in human flesh and there is much more to us than meets the eye. With the influx of people travelling to distant lands in search of spirituality, it strikes me that humanity’s need to find themselves is a symptom of a spiritual need for awakening. After moving to Europe, I was ashamed for a while to speak of my tribal origins and of the strange forbidden valleys of djinns and marabout saints who communed with the other dimensions, but with the Arab Spring, economic collapse and the rise of fundamentalism, it has become even more important for people like me to continue with our storytelling, lest we are made to forget who we are, lest time changes us into a forgotten people whose rights are neglected, whose dignity is diminished as we fight to be recognised.

My creativity stems from the generations of spiritual heritage, to inspire others to think and question the roots of their beliefs, to invite them into new worlds that widen their horizon; for we believe in spreading subtle messages in our stories, to show the seeds of awakening. For there is nothing more powerful than stories; they are what you take with you when you lose everything, they are the repository of a people’s soul. I am perhaps one of the rare Amazigh Fantasy authors, but I hope other people of colour all over the world begin to write down their stories, sharing with the world their vivid imagination. We live in troubled times, where terrorists can blow up monuments and archaeological sites to wipe out traces of history; for they knew a people’s identity lies therein, and when we no longer have any stories to pass onto others, we abdicate from our essence and identity.

Although my first novel tackles blind dogma and mysticism in a world of templars and seers, the pagan undertones beneath serve to remind people to think outside the box and question the status quo. Being an archaeologist interested in the occult and mysticism, I have woven much of my thoughts, shedding light on little known aspects of profane knowledge.

The Shadow Crucible: The Blind God.


In a world where angels, demons, and gods fight over the possession of mortal souls, two conflicted pawns are ensnared in a cruel game. The enigmatic seer Estella finds herself thrown together with Count Mikhail, a dogmatic Templar dedicated to subjugating her kind. But when a corrupted cardinal and puppet king begin a systematic genocide of her people, the two become unlikely allies.

Taking humanity back to their primordial beliefs and fears, Estella confronts Mikhail’s faith by revealing the true horror of the lucrative trade in human souls. All organized religions are shops orchestrated to consume mankind. Every deity, religion, and spiritual guide has been corrupted, and each claims to have the monopoly on truth and salvation.

In a perilous game where the truth is distorted and meddling ancient deities converge to partake of the unseen battle, Estella unwittingly finds herself hunted by Lucifer. Traversing the edge of hell’s precipice, Estella and Mikhail are reduced to mere instruments. Their only means to overcome is through courting the Threefold Death, the ancient ritual of apotheosis—of man becoming God.

The Shadow Crucible is a gripping epic set in medieval England where the struggle for redemption is crushed by the powers of evil. Tamara Lakomy is a new and compelling voice in the world of dark fantasy.

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About T. M Lakomy:

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I am T. M Lakomy (Tamara Lakomy).  I was born in London, but grew up as a tribal girl in a North African repressive regime. I spent my childhood between the slums of Mellasine and the affluent neighbourhoods in Tunis.

I studied archaeology and became enamoured with the shamanistic practices of indigenous people.

I am an author and poet who seeks to challenge our notions of reality, and see life with a different perspective.

I work in East Africa with indigenous tribes studying the origins of mankind and the salient golden thread in the tapestry of humanity’s beliefs.






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