Warning: you may find spoilers here, depending on how far you’ve already read.
Here’s the gist of the story line: An advanced group of people left Earth thousands of years ago. Sort of as a joke, and partly to distinguish themselves from other ‘Earthlings,’ they decide to call themselves Martians. They return because a virus in space wiped out their women. The symbiont they’ve developed in space will not allow them to start a family until it senses the female is willing. For some mysterious reason, women on Earth don’t seem interested. One day a human accidentally triggers a response in the symbiont of a Martian. Her plans, oddly enough, don’t include being becoming the Martian matriarch.
Meanwhile, the slightly telepathic symbiont starts to spread to mankind, which makes avoiding detection much harder. At the end of the first title, Been Blued, an old enemy of both Martian and mankind is detected on its way back to Earth.
Martian Blues finds almost everyone on Earth dreading the invasion. There’s an underground resistance that hasn’t developed the symbiont, and claims it’s the last of true humanity. They don’t believe aliens (other than the Martians) are intent on invading Earth. Meanwhile, the matriarch has discovered the artificial intelligence of her own mother ship may be plotting against her. A simple miscalculation finds no-one ready to face the invasion, with the possible exception of a space orphan the Martians have been protecting, a bird-like creature who’s less than brilliant–far less.
The third title deals with the state of humanity as the Martians prepare, and then return, to space. Since it’s still being written, I won’t give you much more, except to say there’s a lot more humor to come.
Some Canadian readers will no doubt have noticed the American spellings–humor instead of humour, color instead of colour, etc. That is deliberate, since my publisher is in the States, and it’s a much larger market. I consider myself sort of an international author, and ask the indulgence of my Canadian readers on this issue, as no offence is intended. Thank you.
Thanks for reading. 🙂
Phyllis K Twombly