The good people at Torquere will be publishing my next book! So far, it's called Himiko, and I'll be back as soon as I have a date for it.
And by the way: It will be published in print as well as e-book format - and A Russian Bear will be published in print, too.
Hell, maybe even of the week... It's from Jay Lygon's "Bonded":
*Brandr rubbed his forehead. "I was the scourge of the Baltic Sea. My name was feared." He sank
down on the bed beside Tyler.
"And then you tripped over a parking meter.'"
Yeah, reality is a bitch. Especially if you're the biggest, baddest viking gone vampire.
Or is it? I've suffered something very close to a writer's block these past couple of weeks - and I don't get those; I love writing. The only other time I've tried something similiar was when I tried to make Tom do something he didn't want to do (fictional characters are pesky creatures with a mind of their own, I warn you). Then, yesterday, it dawned on me that perhaps I couldn't write anymore because I shouldn't. Perhaps the novel's simply done.
I think that's the explanation - but now I've got all these things I still haven't told about our sweet little carpenter. I begin to understand why authors write short stories!
I've recently bought the latest book in the Deviation series by Chris Owen and Jodi Payne, "Safe Words". And read it, too, unfortunately. I was almost reluctant to do it, because I knew for every page I read, there would be one less left to read (does that make sense? It does to me). Then I got another story by Syd McGinley, "Little Fishes" (part of the Charity Blitz Sip, by the way), and that was the same, just worse: I really can't get enough of her characters. It took me a while to warm up to Tommy (he just wasn't Dr. Fell), but I'm there now. So there. Only, I've run out of pages there, too.
Now I'm sulking until I find something else to read.
It's alive! And it's about to be published Wednesday:
"Going Home" is a short story about Colin and Jamie. Colin wants to save dying babies. Jamie just want Colin. He has never dared telling Colin that, because if he didn't, then Colin wouldn't have to turn him down. Then Colin decides to leave again, and Jamie has to do something.
"Going Home" is part of Torquere's birthday charity sips. That means that all of your money (all of it; nothing will be used for administration or stuff like that) goes straight to Doctors Without Borders - and Torquere doubles the amount.
When I first heard about the cause, I immediately decided to write something. I've donated money to Doctors Without Borders before - they do an excellent job, and they're completely neutral, which is very important to me. Then I visited Brindisi in the south of Italy, where the UN has a logistics base, and I knew right away that this town would be a great background for my story. The memory of the sunset over the harbor in the warm Italian summer evening lingered with me - and became the focal point of my story.
So, enjoy - I'll go upload an excerpt. And have a look at the other charity sips, too. The more you buy, the more Doctors Without Borders can do to help people.
Finally I'm allowed to ook tell you! It's Torquere's birthday! And they have all sorts of competitions and stuff, and you can win some really neat things: Free books, gift baskets and a Nook. And, ladies and gentlemen, I'm a part of the scavenger hunt! So have a laround and see if you can find what you're looking for somewhere on my site. Here's a hint: We all love free stuff... Have fun!
I read and I write - everything from corporate to kink. My naughty fictional friends are always there to make my life interesting. And pester me, of course. Pesky creatures.