Happy New year’s. Hope you’re not trapped with two prejudiced cancers on humanity like I am. My parents need better friends.
Happy new year’s everyone. I’m trying to be hopeful that 2017 will be a better year but the logical side of me says, fat chance.
I found a little bit of the New Year’s celebration from Soldiers of the Sun for today (and it gives me a little leeway as I’ve been doing a lot of my holiday writing for friends and not working on anything new per se).
It’s the first mission for the demon hunters, Caleb Agni and Temple (all three are lovers) and Temple’s newest partners in the Soldiers of the Sun, Jo. They’re protecting a New Year’s eve party (in the 1930s) from demons.
Caleb pulled out his pocket watch. “If nothing else there’s only an hour until the New Year. The party probably won’t last much longer than that.”
“I hate dress shoes,” Agni said, wriggling his foot at Caleb in emphasis. “The party has already lasted too long.”
“This is why Temple calls you grumpy.”
“He does that to irritate me because he enjoys it. I could have thought of many far more enjoyable ways to ring in the New Year than this.” Agni’s expression clued Caleb in to what he had in mind. Given his partner’s extensive knowledge of certain sexual texts from India, Caleb felt very sad to be on duty at this moment.
Blurb Caleb Davies and Agni Pradesh are worried about their teammate and lover, Temple Chevalier. Not only has he lost his long-time partner, Fu Li, but he nearly died fighting a demon himself. Also, Temple isn’t sure he’s ready for a new teammate after Li. Caleb and Agni are even more concerned that their three-way relationship with Temple exists less because he loves them and more because he’s hiding from the pain of Li’s loss.
1932 shapes up to be a terrible year for the Soldiers as they welcome the New Year fighting demons and then end up investigating a case that pairs them up with the Knights Templar. This would normally be a good thing, but it forces Temple to face his painful past. Worse yet, the case leads right to Astaroth, a Prince of Hell, who might prove to be an unbeatable foe.
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Release date: January 15, 2017
Genre: Gay fiction, science fiction, MM romance
Length: 75,000 words
Cover design: Simon Searle
Blurb: In the 23rd Century in the galaxy of Sigma Kappa, Kim Fortune was the first surviving experimental enhanced human—a regenerate. Aged fifteen, he escaped the lab and years later, his failings as a regenerate and the suspicion of regular humans, leave him lonely and lacking in self-worth. Stranded on an abandoned planet, the arrival of a stricken ship and its crew give him hope that he may finally find what he always longed for—love.
Christian Novak is a successful regenerate with all the intended attributes—including lack of human emotion. Despite their immediate attraction to each other, Kim’s failing confidence, and Christian’s inability to empathize are a recipe for disaster. But war, imprisonment, and danger throw them together, and after each saves the other’s life, their feelings begin to change.
Can a seemingly unsuitable pair ever find love, or is a future together destined to fail?
Author Bio: Louise Lyons comes from a family of writers. Her mother has a number of poems published in poetry anthologies, her aunt wrote poems for the church, and her grandmother sparked her inspiration with tales of fantasy.
Louise first ventured into writing short stories at the grand old age of eight, mostly about little girls and ponies. She branched into romance in her teens, and MM romance a few years later, but none of her work saw the light of day until she discovered FanFiction in her late twenties. Posting stories based on some of her favourite movies, provoked a surprisingly positive response from readers. This gave Louise the confidence to submit some of her work to publishers, and made her take her writing “hobby” more seriously.
Louise lives in the UK, about an hour north of London, with a mad dog called Casper, collection of tropical fish and tarantulas. She works in the insurance industry by day, and spends every spare minute writing. She is a keen horse-rider, and loves to run long-distance. Some of her best writing inspiration comes to her, when her feet are pounding the open road. She often races home afterward, and grabs pen and paper to make notes.
Louise has always been a bit of a tomboy, and one of her other great loves is cars and motorcycles. Her car and bike are her pride and job, and she loves to exhibit the car at shows, and take off for long days out on the bike, with no one for company but herself.
As I write this it’s hard to be entirely positive what with All Romance shutting down with very short notice and some jackass stealing stories and publishing them under other known authors’ names on Amazon to ride their reputations to sales. (There are days I miss the old days of publishing but granted back then most of what I write wouldn’t have seen the light of day).
So that’s the negative part so let me move on and see what my plans can possibly be in the LGBT publishing realm.
1. Be much more rigid on time management. That is still a bit on the negative but it needs to be said. I need to get it in my head. I’ve been horrible about it. I spend too much time pissing about on line, especially social media and I need to knock that crap off.
2. First and foremost, I need to FINALLY fix Blood Red Roulette. I have been working on it but I MUST get it done. It’ll be almost a year between getting it rejected with suggestions for resubmission and sending it back out. It was a big hit to the ego, especially seeing other stories with almost identical things I was knocked for getting put out by the same publisher. I keep making more of a mess of it. I’m going to need a set of eyes to do a complete read-through once I’m done
3. Play about with the Deadwood shifter story. A little tweaking at it will be a novella and then I’ll send it out.
4. I need to find out what’s going on with Wayward Ink to see if I need to be thinking about that SF story I have there for an anthology.
5. Work on Behind Blue Eyes. I would love to finish it.
6. Work on the two contemporary novels even though they are a brutal struggle for me.
7. Work on the steampunk Christmas story.
8. Keep an eye on the open calls of course.
9. Clean up my website because it’s an embarrassment.
10. Continue to support my fellow authors.
It’s not much of a plan. I’m willing to admit to that but I have to balance it with the non-romance/LGBT writing (which definitely needs a lot of work right now too). Here’s hoping 2017 has some good opportunities, some good writing and it will look better than 2016 which was a very bad year for me writing-wise.
The last few days have been pretty rough after watching both George Michaels and Carrie Fisher pass on. Carrie’s death hit me hard. I’m pretty damn sad about it even though I expected it. Some of my friends are in hiding from social media because of the sadness and I can’t blame them. Others are mourning hard. Others still are basically castigating us for being upset. Yes, celebrities die all the time. They died in 2015. They’ll die in 2017. We don’t really need the reminder. Some of us need to mourn and not be shamed for it.
Also I think it’s not just the celebrities we’re mourning but that lost part of our life, our past. I am now at the age where the celebrities I grew up on are getting old and passing on, taking that part of my childhood with them. When I was seeing patients about 90 percent were geriatrics and they all said the same thing; one of the hardest parts of aging was watching the icons of your childhood pass away. It slams home that you are getting older, that you have more days behind than you have before you.
So much of my childhood got whittled away this year, George and Carrie, Florence Henderson, Prince, David Bowie and so many more. But Carrie really hurts. She’s part of the reason I’m a writer now. Star Wars blew me away. She taught me women could be in charge and be smart and independent and kick ass. I started writing fan fic. Yes it was very Mary Sue. I wanted to be Luke’s sister, Han’s girlfriend and Leia’s best friend. What do you want? I was 10 and I needed to see that princesses didn’t always have to wait around helplessly and Carrie Fisher really embodied Princess Leia’s toughness.
So I will miss her. I will mourn her loss. And I will cry for even more of my childhood’s fractured memories.