Archive for September, 2009

Escape

September 28, 2009 By: Guestauthor Category: Guest Blogger 4 Comments →

Lately when I take a break from my own writing I’ve been escaping. I escape into books, movies. TV’s or video games. Just something that takes me away from the regular day. There are various ways I escape.

On the last long weekend I had I used it to escape. I didn’t turn on the TV or even read. Didn’t go near my computer either. I used the time to actually have some me time. I pampered myself with a decadent breakfast and also planned my lunch and dinner. Then I sat and enjoyed my breakfast. After I lounged around my house and listened to music. Sometimes I even got up and danced around my house. I went out and had my hair, nails, and toes pampered. When I got back home I napped, talked to friends I hadn’t spoken to in a while, ate and just lazed around. I did this for three days and it energized me.

Taking a moment to escape from the regular grind made me ready to dive back. It was fun.

So what do you do to escape?

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Guest Blogger: Sara Angelini, author of The Trials of the Honorable F. Darcy

September 25, 2009 By: Guestauthor Category: Guest Blogger, Latest News 4 Comments →

Howdy, Romance Junkies!!  My name is Sara Angelini and I’m the author of The Trials of the Honorable F. Darcy, a modern adaptation of Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice.  I live in the San Francisco area with my husband Dominic, my daughter Sophia, my son Viggo, and my dogs Frodo and Sansa (listed in order of age and/or importance). 

Writing an introductory post is no easy task.  It’s difficult striking a balance between a cool, casual “Hey, this is me,” and a desperate, shrill “No, really, it’s MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”   I mean, the thing about characters is that they tend to write themselves.  *clears throat  and searches mind frantically for something to say…*

 

 

 

 

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Trials is my first novel.  I started writing it when I found myself dissatisfied with much of the fanfiction that I read online.  Now, that’s not a slam.  There’s a lot of mighty fine writing out there.  But how many times have you read a story and thought, “hmm, that was really good, until the hero said this,” or “why doesn’t anyone write xyz?”  What are your favorite ideas/pet peeves when you read a story?

When I was a kid, every time I had a complaint about something, my mom would say “make a list!”  It was her maternal way of saying “shut your trap and do something about it.”  When I realized that I was whining, I started making my fanfiction wish list.  The list turned into scene ideas, and then a sketchy plot began to emerge.  Before I knew it, I was writing every night until 2 a.m., hiding my work from my husband, afraid he would laugh at my purple prose.

I took inspiration from my life.  Some of the courtroom scenes were taken directly from my experiences, and much of Darcy was based on my husband.  Like Darcy, Dominic is musical and also loves fast, sexy cars.  It was Dominic’s black racing helmet that inspired the idea of Darcy showing up to a Halloween party wearing a tinted helmet and racing suit. 

Far from laughing at my little hobby, my husband was incredibly supportive.  He let me bounce ideas off him and made sure my car references were accurate.  He was impressed that I’d started - and completed -  such an ambitious project, and bore it with good humor.  When I started posting chapters on the fanfiction websites, I distinctly recall checking my email for comments…from our hotel room bed on our wedding anniversary!

Ironically, Dominic still hasn’t read the entire book, even after I told him it was the owner’s manual to his wife. 

Since writing Trials, I’ve produced two other masterpieces: my children.  But with two kids under two years old, and my writing office converted to a nursery, I don’t get much writing done these days.  The desire is still there, and the ideas still pop into my head while I’m driving to work, so  I’m sure with the support of my husband I’ll be back into the swing of it in no time…hahahahaha!  In the meantime, The Trials of the Honorable F. Darcy, published by Sourcebooks, will be released on October 1, 2009.

Thanks to Romance Junkies for letting me ramble about myself.  Today is my birthday, and I couldn’t have asked for a better gift!

Sara Angelini 

http://www.judgedarcy.com/

 

 

 

 

 

A Change Of Mind

September 21, 2009 By: Guestauthor Category: Latest News 3 Comments →

I’m Jane Toombs.  Maybe some of you know me.  Maybe not. The Viking and I live on the south shore of Lake Superior with our calico grandcat, Kinko, who is as happy with the warm fall weather as we are.

After close to thirty years of selling to New York publishers as well as Harlequin/Silhouette, I decided electronic publishing was the  future as well as my own future, and have enjoyed the going-on-ten years I’ve been writing almost exclusively for them. In this period I’ve seen companies start and succeed, but also start and fail. More of the former attest to the health and future of electronic publishing.  I like the ease of of electronic submissions and editing. Plus the freedom to write my story without having to tailor it to fit a certain “line.” 

I was dragged under protest into the computer age, since I’m not mentally wired to deal anything more complicated than a typewriter.  But writing on a computer is a dream.  With effort, I’ve managed to download enough computer lingo into the hard drive of my mind to actually get here today–by following explicit instructions, of course.

Writers all know we’re lucky to have readers to tell our stories to.  What would we do without them,  when every one of us has characters in our heads yammering away to have their stories told? And, oh, the ideas! One of the Viking’s granddaughters works for a California zoo. On a recent visit she was telling us how even a hyena can be lovable. So what immediately leaps into my head? A were-hyena, wanting to present his side of the story. From that sprang a sketchy  outline for PRIME AND NULL, the saga of a were family, one of whom is a–you guessed it!  But before I write this one, there’s an array of others that have precedence.

What epublishers do I write for? I started with new Concepts Publishing, then added many others–Wings-ePress, Amber Quill Press, Double Dragon. DiskUs, Whiskey Creek Press, Champagne Books, Eternal Press, Crescent Moon Press,  Mundania, Freya’s Bower.  I recently added Red Rose Publishing and The Wild Rose Press.

What new books do I have coming out in 2009 and 2010?

From Champagne Books: Nightingale Man For their new gothic series IN THE CARDS, which features a Tarot card that influences each one: my story is Lady Luck

From Red Rose Publishing: For their new gothic series SHADOWED HEARTS: my story is Null and Void

From The Wild Rose Press: SKY HIGH, a roaring 20s historical romance 

From Crescent Moon Press: The second story in my fantasy UNDERWORLD Series: Unwanted

From Freya’s Bower: TWO HEARTS AND A CROW, a sweet contemporary romance

All currently available books have covers, blurbs and buy links at my web site: http://www.JaneToombs.com  

Anna Murray: Romance Writing isn’t Rocket Science!

September 18, 2009 By: Guestauthor Category: Guest Blogger, Latest News 5 Comments →

You know you’re married to a scientist when you complain about books falling off shelves and he dives into his workshop, surfacing with a pair of Bessey tradesman bar clamps (great as emergency bookends — you heard it here first!). 

When it comes to writing I wish I had patents or trade secrets. Some days I peer into my toolbox and come up gripping a sledge hammer. We all know you can’t brute-force a novel. It demands color and texture and nuance. True inspiration comes softly, and at odd times — during the twilight just before sleep, or in the morning, upon waking. Elegant plot solutions often hit me in the shower, and sometimes — if I’m lucky — I get a rinse-and-repeat. 

The story arc for my first novel hit while riding my stationary bike (on my way to losing 60 pounds — thanks Weight Watchers!) and balancing a

Wyoming historical society journal on the handlebars.  As I read a description of an old west boom-and-bust town I suddenly found myself imagining the characters in that way-back-when place, and the premise for the book popped into my head. Each day I rode and worked out several more chapters. I scrawled my ideas onto paper, continued my research, and soon I had a book outline. I never planned to write a romance novel (even though I’d read hundreds of them and loved the genre). The story simply unfolded as I pedaled. Completing the first book gave me the momentum (and the backstory and characters) to continue on to write the sequel. After 2,000 miles (and husband replacing the pedals on the bike with blocks of wood covered with sandpaper), I’m working on the third book in the series.Here’s a sample from my “ride-and-write program” romance, Unbroken Hearts (available on Kindle): 

 

Roy eased the wagon slowly down the hill; he’d catch hell from

Cal
if he made “a damn thundering entrance” into town. Through the dust of
Main Street

the men caught sight of a young woman on a white pony. Ned Kingman, Lola’s hired man, was standing with his head bowed alongside her. A small group of men was crushing in on the pair. “Must be a new gal at Lola’s,”

Roy drawled. “She’s on the white — means she’s had, ah, no more than five men.” He rolled his eyes and chuckled.

Cal
didn’t reply. He tipped his hat back, and leaned forward in the seat. Lola always introduced the new gals by strolling them down the street on a pony, always led by war veteran Ned. “Saints be praised,” muttered

Roy
, “we didn’t smell this one two miles out. “Hell

Roy
, they got to advertise somehow—”

Cal
didn’t finish his thought. 

 The physical world had suddenly faded. They’d drawn near, and now his dark eyes were filled with a pretty young woman in pink, a study in grace on a pony, seemingly oblivious to the bustle around her. He noted that sadness touched at the corners of her mouth, in that place where her lips curved into the soft skin of her cheeks.

Cal wagged his head back and forth trying to clear the hot ringing in his ears. The surprise attack of schoolboy shyness and tunnel vision defied logic. The cruel mid-afternoon heat had pasted loose hairs to her forehead and cheeks, but the bulk of her silky chestnut tresses hung in thick plaits that lingered about slim shoulders. Full breasts and a narrow waist held a promise of heaven on earth. His heart beating wildly in his ears,

Cal
stared. When she coyly looked up and acknowledged his presence, it felt like springtime rumbling over a long, lonely winter. Why was such beauty destined for Lola’s? “Maybe she can cook, too,” muttered

Roy
. He smirked and watched

Cal
’s usual hard expression softening like butter left on a sunny windowsill. Tilting his hat back he tried to remember the last time his brother had responded to a woman. Just then Ned saw them and raised his hand in greeting. “Howdy boys!” He stepped through the ring of men and guided the woman on the pony closer to their wagon.

Cal
’s eyes briefly met with Sarah’s. His chest tightened, and he thought he saw her cheeks color prettily as her gaze tumbled down to the saddle horn. Ned knew the

Easton
brothers wouldn’t join in the bidding. 

 Cal Easton never spent time at Lola’s, and Ned knew it wasn’t for lack of money. A man like

Cal didn’t like to take advantage of a woman’s misfortune; he was a right gentleman, the sort who liked the pleasure of a woman’s favor – but not if he’d bought it. As for

Roy
, he could shamelessly rustle women anywhere; with his boyish good looks and smooth tongue he simply charmed petticoats off them. 

 

 

******************************************Anna Murray’s Easton Hearts Series books are available on Amazon (for Kindle, iPhone, and iPod Touch) at:Unbroken HeartsUntamed Hearts