Short Pieces

Now we're talkin'

All the gushing I’ve been doing about Faerie Blood spreading around the Net aside, I do still have other work in progress–and tonight I actually managed to throw a decent amount into “The Blood of the Land”. Well and thoroughly into the climax at this point, with pissed-off-and-dead Jenny Sutherland going postal on the slave hunters.

Not sure how many more pages I have to go. Ten, maybe; we’ll see if this rough ballpark estimate holds up. And once I get the initial draft done, I can think about whether Jenny is a ghost or more like a zombie. I can’t help but envision her right now as looking a lot like Summer Glau during the Reaver battle in Serenity, only, y’know, dead.

Written tonight: 521
The Blood of the Land total: 5,395

Faerie Blood

At last! At last!

The Eludium PU-36 Explosive Space Modulator is–

No wait, wrong cartoon. This “At last!” is to report that Faerie Blood is finally, finally, available on Amazon! So those of you who have been waiting for it to show up in the Kindle store, now’s your chance to pick it up.

Meanwhile I am holding steady at #13 on Fictionwise’s list of best sellers in Fantasy, and I’ve picked up some ratings there as well.

And! I have my very first review by somebody who didn’t know me beforehand. Which makes my heart glow, especially the part where she liked that Kendis does not give a flying damn about expensive clothes.

Man, this keeps up, I might start feeling like, y’know, a writer.

Short Pieces

Back to the story

I’m kind of surprised at myself; this thing may come out quite a bit shorter than I originally anticipated. Definitely under 10K, and possibly even under 8K. The ghost of Jenny Sutherland has made her appearance, and hoo boy howdy, is she pissed.

More tomorrow.

Written yesterday: 166
Written today: 583
The Blood of the Land total: 4,875

Faerie Blood

Whoa hey, Fictionwise loves me

So according to this page over here, I’m currently #18 on the list of Fictionwise’s bestsellers in the Fantasy genre, based on data slurped up over the last 20 days. I have no earthly idea what this means in terms of actual hard numbers of copies sold, but still, it’s pretty nifty. And it’s causing me a bit of cognitive dissonance just to see myself appearing on a page that also includes the words ‘Best Sellers in Fantasy’, ‘Lilith Saintcrow’, ‘Mercedes Lackey’, ‘Charlaine Harris’, and ‘Rachel Caine’. *^_^*;;

This should make my first royalty statement interesting reading, anyway! It would seem to indicate that somebody out there is indeed buying my little book. To all of you who have done so, I thank you!

And, for posterity, got a couple of screenshots!

Fictionwise Loves Me

Fictionwise Loves Me

Fictionwise Loves Me, Take 2

Fictionwise Loves Me, Take 2

Faerie Blood, Short Pieces

Quickly, because it's bedtime

It took me a few days to retool the plot flow for “The Blood of the Land”, but now I have a decent idea of how the rest of it will play out, and hopefully in fewer words than my original plan. As of tonight I’ve resumed throwing words at the story and hope to make significant inroads on it this weekend. Editor has been updated and will expect the story at the end of the month. Wish me luck, folks.

Meanwhile, eReader.com joins the ranks of places where you can buy Faerie Blood, so the list of places for purchase has been updated accordingly on my Books page and on the FAQ page. Yay. Now if Amazon and Barnes and Noble will follow suit, that’ll be neat. ^_^

Written tonight: 290
The Blood of the Land total: 4,126

Book Log

Book Log #61: Wild at Heart, by Patricia Gaffney

It is entirely the fault of the fine ladies at Smart Bitches Trashy Books that I picked up an ebook copy of Patricia Gaffney’s Wild at Heart, which showed up on Smart Bitch Candy’s list of books with Schlocky Premises But Good Executions. And let’s face it, folks, “boy raised by wolves” is a pretty schlocky premise to start with. But yeah, Smart Bitch Candy is right. Gaffney pulled off a surprisingly charming little novel here.

It’s 1893, and Sydney Darrow, after the death of her young husband, has come back to her family home in Michigan to find that her absent-minded anthropologist father is involved with an astonishing discovery: the so-called “Ontario Man”, a young man who’s been found in the Canadian wilderness, apparently raised by wolves. Her father and his assistant Charles are caught up in researching whether a man in a feral state can exhibit true altruism, but Sydney is appalled that they’ve given him a churl of a guard to keep watch on him and that they’ve given him only the rudiments of interaction with his own kind. With her little brother’s help, Sydney soon discovers that “Ontario Man” can actually talk–he just needs to be reminded of it–and she coaxes him into revealing that his name is Michael MacNeil.

Once Michael starts talking, the story gets its feet under it. We learn he was lost as a boy, late enough in his childhood that he’d not only learned how to talk and read, he’d even clung to a treasured book on gentleman’s etiquette that his father had given him. All of which is Oh So Convenient for explaining why he’s not really feral, but it does actually work, and it also sets Michael up for having some very unsophisticated, innocent sensibilities–which is a bit of a switch for romance novels. There’s quite a bit of sweet mileage with Sydney’s younger brother, who is himself a boy, introducing Michael to the city and teaching him things more easily than the adults, since Michael’s forgotten many things that only a child would think to have to explain. His chemistry with Sydney is equally straightforward and refreshingly innocent, and that went a long way to my enjoyment of the plot. (I was particularly amused by one scene where he laments, “Why do you have so many clothes on? Can’t you take some off?”)

Things come to a head when the family makes the mistake of trying to introduce Michael to a zoo, and he flips right out, deciding to singlehandedly release every animal he can get to in one night and thereby causing an uproar in the city. Sydney has to juggle resolving that uproar with tracking down Michael’s long-lost family, and there’s quite a bit of nice tension around that. There is of course a happy ending; this is after all a romance novel. But all in all the trip getting there was quite satisfying. Four stars.

Book Log

Book Log #59-60, 62-63: Elizabeth-Lowell-athon

Y’all will notice that I’m hitting four books at once in this post. That’ll be because I was in a mood for some Elizabeth Lowell, and since she hasn’t come out with any new suspense novels for a bit, I went back and slurped up a bunch of her older romance ebooks for iPhone reading goodness. First up was her “Only” quartet of historical Old West romances, and I’m doing these as a set since they’re all inter-related, covering the adventures of Willow Moran, her brothers, and associated badasses of both genders (men with guns and feisty women, and sometimes the other way around).

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