Monthly Archives: January 2014
I have a new male/female romance coming soon with Musa Publishing. It’s a contemporary romance — sort of — the story set in 1967. Thinking about my heroine, Rose Red, she is a modern woman. She’s a free-spirit, intelligent and chooses to live her life the way she wants, despite society’s norms. Her problems are contemporary – trying to find love without compromise to her beliefs. There’s give and take, but she isn’t willing to give up her dreams for love, but rather, she wants someone who shares them.
This is a fun story and I loved writing it. I’m from Northern California and hung out in San Francisco and Berkeley. My sister went to UC Berkeley during the riots, tear gas and student protests. It wasn’t a stretch for me to write the setting and get the ‘feel’ of the generation that came before me. The era intrigues me because after 1964, America shifted cultural perspective –and it was on the cusp of major social change that shaped my beliefs.
I love setting my books in periods of social upheaval. I have another story coming soon that is set in 1913 – again, an decade of social challenges with the advent of women’s rights, birth control rights, women and work, unions, free love (yes, free love expressed before 1967). Strong, independent women wanting to improve women’s lives is a running theme in many of my m/f books that will be released this year and next.
Look for Formula for Love April 5 at Musa!
Love and Peace!
Apologies for the late hour of this post. And for missing my post last go around. I was finishing up a book, which was successfully delivered to my editor Monday morning. Which naturally means I’m now sick with one of those colds that makes you wish you could dig out the insides of your own head. Sorry. Too graphic? Yeah. From my side, too.
For the next few weeks, you may notice an awful lot of quiet hereabouts. We’re in the process of planning our themes and posts for the coming year. Stay tuned.
Beyond that and without a theme to rein me in, you get to hear “What I Got for Christmas and Why I Love My Family’s Blind Optimism”. It goes like this:
My family (Mom, Dad and sister) like to give me clothes for the holidays. I try not to take it as any kind of comment on my sartorial – erm – let’s call them missteps. I love cool clothes. But I *am* a geek. Thus it is that I’m more fashion victim than fashion forward. I’ve made peace with this. Mostly. It’s also one of the benefits of living aboard a boat. No one expects you to wear heels while you’re climbing in and out of a boat. Gel coat and cute shoes just don’t mix – not without one of you going swimming. Sensible boat shoes lead to jeans, which lead to comfy, oversized sweatshirts and well. Pretty soon everyone who knows you, knows to say ‘adult clothes, please’ when they invite you out for dinner. And that means ‘something with no bottom paint on it and no battery acid holes in it’. Occasionally, such items are in short supply.
So my family gives me clothes. Lovely things. Cute things. Things that are a size 0.
I adore my family, but I am not, nor have I ever been a size 0. Ever. I went straight from a girl’s 14 to a women’s 6. Or 8. Sometimes a 10. The funny part? They ask my size. I tell them. Medium. Size 6. If you’re buying 501s? 30×32.
And yet. every single thing I unwrapped was a size 0 or a small. “Try them on! You wear your clothes too big, anyway!” (Granted. I do. Because I like breathing. And layering. Lots of layering.) “No way will these fit,” I said. “I’m not that tiny.” My sister insisted I was so that little! When I couldn’t get the size 0 jeans over my hips, she shook her head and walked away, muttering, “I could have sworn…”
All of this used to depress me because it seemed like my family didn’t actually see me. They saw what they wanted to see. But it finally occurred to me that it had nothing to do with me and everything to do with their pasts – their aspirations. My sister held on to her jeans from high school – when she was legitimately a size 0. She’s had a child since then and she’s finally coming to terms with the fact that she’ll never be a size 0 again – her body changed in a wonderful way to give life to her daughter. But if SHE can’t be a size 0, damn it, *I* would be! Though, as I pointed out to her while trying on the jeans she’d give me, I’d be a size 0 only if I break both hips and my pelvis.
We laughed and laughed. I put back on my grungy, saggy Levis and she and I went to raid the Christmas cookies.
But, I do have obsessions with certain TV programs, an actor’s role, movies and/or books. If I get hooked on a show or a book series, then I watch or read it until I can’t get my hands on another one.
The first obsession I had was Dr. Doolittle – I read every one of Hugh Lofting’s books – that was followed by The Lord Of The Rings and then, all of Agatha Christie’s murder mysteries. TV programs – Dark Shadows – I remember coming home from school, anticipating 4:00 – luckily I was able to monopolize the TV at that time! Star Trek came later, my favorite The Next Generation.
I can crush on an actor’s role – and thinking about it – John Thornton of the BBC’s North and South would be one crush I had on a character. Oh, and Aragorn in LoR – yes definitely Aragorn – a sensitive and poetic kick-ass warrior.
Peace and Love,
Pride will be the death of him.
When psychic Nate Coleman dreams of a murder, he knows it’s a premonition. He can’t forget the image of his ex-lover with a bullet hole through his chest. Nate has no choice but to confront William and face the skeptical scientist’s ridicule.
Dr. William Ryner doesn’t believe in what he can’t prove. When Nate comes back into his life, it’s not to rekindle their love, but to bring up more of that mumbo jumbo that split them apart.
Despite William’s refusal to listen, Nate can’t ignore the premonition. And, William can’t ignore Nate. Before the gunman strikes, William must either trust in Nate’s ability
I don’t have many celebrity crushes. I think I’m too aware of not always getting what you see, especially with actors. Characters on the other hand… yeah, I crush on plenty of imaginary people. And they tend to have certain things in common.
The earliest crush I remember having is the Master. The perfect foil to Who’s Doctor, he was clever and witty, with a serving of snark for good measure. He was also a good antidote to the Doctor’s sometimes sanctimonious attitude. Because I’m Old School Who, my favourite incarnation of the Master is Roger Delgado, the first actor to portray him. Roger’s performances are fabulous, mixing charm with icy determination to create a villain audiences love to hate.
Moving on from the Master and Doctor Who, I was a fan of Buffy. My level of fan cranked up with the arrival of Spike. Though bleached blond hair doesn’t usually do anything for me, Spike’s blunt Britishness definitely appealed. He was almost constantly irritated and I loved that. Then there was the snark and a penchant for a long leather coat.
I don’t know why, but those things combined make my lady parts fizz.
Which leads me onto my next crush, and boy was this a biggun. Captain Bialar Crais. From the moment he stalked onto the bridge of his ship, I was a gonner. And then he spoke. Dear heaven, but that accent is sexy. He’d a lot of the things I liked going on actually – coat, accent, attitude, darkly exotic looks. And then the writers gave Crais a Tragic Backstory. His arc is probably one of the best in sci fi. He goes from manic villain through calculating ally to redeemed hero. Twelve years on and I’m still not over his rude exit.
Crais was the first character to interest me enough to write about. Doing that involved reading interviews with actor Lani Tupu, and the more I read, the more my crush grew to encompass him as well as the character. When there was a chance to meet him, I dived at it, even though it meant travelling all the way to Los Angeles. On my own. But it also meant having the opportunity to chat and he was as lovely as I expected him to be. I still follow him on Facebook.
The other sci fi show I was into at the same time as Farscape, was Stargate SG-1. Not having the same emotional attachment (I was in love with Crais and have never watched beyond his death), I’ve rewatched the whole thing over and over. I guess that’s how it started. The clue should have been in finding the later episodes more appealing, but it literally didn’t hit me until Samantha Carter hit him. I can’t even tell you how many times I’d seen The Quest before, but this one day, watching Baal sprawl in the dirt with a bloodied nose, something clicked.
Going back over older episodes, there were indicators as to why – he fitted the Certain Type. Heck, Baal embodied the Certain Type. Darkly handsome, witty, intelligent, snarky as hell, penchant for leather and destruction. When I caught Ex Deus Machina for the first time, with the building that was actually a bomb (literally – the walls were imbued with explosives), I was lost.
Baal is a really fun villain to watch. He has moments of utter genius (see above) and ones where I wonder what the heck he’s thinking. As he becomes a sort of ally to SG-1, he develops a skewed sense of humour and the ability to go about the right thing completely the wrong way. Trying to unify the Jaffa by brainwashing members sticks out fairly well as an example. Even in the post-series movie Continuum, his main reason for subjegating Earth was to save it from the rest of the Goa’uld System Lords.
The way Cliff Simon played him is incredible. I rewatch and rewatch and still find new layers. EDM was on just the other day and I realised the Baal clone goads the Jaffa into killing him because that was always going to be the end result and that way he’s not being tortured into giving answers.
That clearly indicates I’m not over this crush yet. I doubt I ever will be.
Happy 2014 Everyone. My task is to discuss celebrity crushes. In the spirit of the new year and auld lang syne, I thought I’d take a stroll down memory lane and look at my celebrity crushes over my life and see how the’ve changed.
It all started with Vince Van Patten, who owned my very young, very girlish heart. Apple’s Way star, pro tennis player. He even showed up in my dreams. While that sounds ordinary, I rarely remember my dreams, even as a child, so this was big stuff.
By the end of the 1970s, however Vince was out, Harrison Ford was in. Han Solo in Star Wars morphed into Indiana Jones, which kept him on my fantasy life throughout the 1980s.
Then I entered adulthood (or what passes for adulthood), my passion for science fiction thrived and Marc Singer sprang onto my screen in V and Beast Master. He may not be typically handsome, but I loved, loved, loved those long, strong legs, narrow hips and wide shoulders. Total body love that one.
The end of the 80s saw the emergence of one actor who still owns a piece of my heart–Antonio Banderas. I loved the quirky, dark humor of Spanish Director Pedro Almovodar, who used Banderas as his lead in many films. He remains a favorite, even as he has graduated to more steadfast father roles. That man is sexy at any age.
Enter Keanu Reeves, who reprogrammed my crushes with the adrenline rush of Speed and the, of course, the Matrix. If he is always Keanu, it is what I’m paying for.
2000 and 2010
And my recent passion, with a truly sexy Australian accent, plays a damn good super hero and can sang is Hugh Jackman. Also sexy at any age.
Who’s the earliest crush you can remember?
I hope you had a safe and happy start to the New Year!
What will 2014 look like for me?
I am hoping to write and publish more books this year than I did in 2013. I have finished DbD and am hoping to send it to my editor in the next couple of weeks. I have the outline for fourth and final book in the Celestial Surrender series and am planning 2 more books in my steampunk world.
I am going to visit a friend in St. Croix…at least I hope I will. It all depends on the timely arrival of my passport;). I am very much looking forward to sunshine and being at the beach, especially now that Toronto has temperatures of -20C (-4F). Her house is directly on the water. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the passport arrives in time.
I am also planning to attend the Romantic Times convention in May in New Orleans. I have never been before, but it looks like a lot of fun. I’ve been to New Orleans before and I have a few days before the convention starts to do sightseeing. Bring on the beignets;).
In between all that I am looking forward to hanging out with my friends, seeing movies like this (sooo excited!),
spend time with my cat and read 125 books. I discovered today that Laurell K. Hamilton has a new Meredith Gentry book coming in June, A Shiver of Light. It’s been years since a book in that series and I cannot wait.
What about you? Have you got any plans for 2014?
Wow. It’s already a new year – the year of the Horse. As you probably gathered from my previous posts, I’m into astrology, tarot and all sorts of winkie stuff. For Christmas, my husband gave me the We’Moon 2014 datebook, a very cool calendar chock full of fun information. It’s an astrological moon calendar and daily guide to the natural rhythms for women. 🙂
2014 is the Chinese Year of the Horse, beginning on January 30th. So what can we all look forward to this year? “Horse year is a time of fast victories, unexpected adventure, and surprising romance.” This is a year of decisive action, not procrastination (Thank God for small favors. I procrastinated all of 2013). Energy will be high and there is no middle ground. On a world scale, more of the same chaos and political and economic collapse. Nothing new here.
I’d say it’s a good year for following your hunches because horses are highly intuitive animals. 2014 is very favorable for people born in the Horse years (1906, 1918, 1930, 1942, 1954, 1966, 1978, 1990, 2002, 2014), and for people born in Tiger, Sheep and Dog years. (Baa. I’m a Sheep!)
This year, I have all sorts of projects planned. I’ll be teaching an online creativity class by summer time, re-releasing my m/f books written back in 2006, and self-publishing a m/m vampire series (book one and two are already written). I plan to be very busy, very productive and very creative.
Here’s a link to the calendar if interested! LINK
Happy New Year!
Once Viki Lyn wrote her first male/male romance, she was hooked. Now she gets to write about two sexy men as heroes instead of one. What inspires – the reality that romance between lovers is a hope more than a guarantee. Her stories are sexy, but it’s always romance that drives the story to its final happily-ever-after. Viki has worn many hats, working in corporate finance to owning her own art gallery, but writing has been a long lasting passion.
Viki Lyn: Award winning author of male/male paranormal and contemporary romances. You can find all of Viki’s books at the following sites: Amazon, All Romance Ebooks and GLBT Bookshelf.
Thou shall not kill.
For archangel Razi-el, he had no choice. He would break God’s commandment again if it were to save Uri-el from a demon’s talons. Yet even God’s most trusted archangel cannot avoid punishment. No longer Razi-el, he is now Izar, a Protector sworn to kill for the angels.
When a Protector kills an angel, Izar is summoned to work alongside Uri-el to capture the killer. Izar is shocked when his bloodlust spikes hot for the archangel. He knows better than to go after forbidden fruit. Refusing to give in to temptation, he ignores his body’s tempestuous arousal for Uri-el until a heated argument turns his blood into molten lust.
As they rush to find the killer, their passion plays into the demon’s plan. Izar will have to make a choice between life and death if he is to save Uri-el again.
Happy New Year! January 1st is such a day of hopes and dreams, and I hope that some of yours come into reality this year. Of course, they might need a little helping along – I don’t think you ought to wait for them, I think you should chase after… with a club if necessary!
Personally, I’m starting 2014 as I mean to go on – celebrating an imminent release. After nearly two years in drafts and endless edits, ARCHANGEL comes out Monday 6th January.
I didn’t set out to write a story about angels. It was March 31st, 2012 and the Twitterverse was buzzing about ScriptFrenzy, a month-long challenge hosted by the same people that bring the world NaNoWriMo every November (ScriptFrenzy no longer runs, but has been replaced by Camp NaNo). I’d no idea. None. Okay, well the vaguest inclination to write an urban fantasy with a “different” kind of supernatural element, but nothing concrete.
Vampires? Done that. Wolves? Done to death. Ghosts? Meh. Angels? Hmm, wait.
There’s an NCIS: LA episode called “Archangel”. It’s not about angels. At all. It does, however, feature my TV crush, so I’d seen it. Fairly recently, in fact. He played a mercenary and my brain started down the “what if” rabbit hole. I didn’t want a hero. Heroes are dull. But an antihero? With an attitude and a tendency to shoot first and ask questions later? That I wanted. And so Gabriel Kemp was born.
Gabe is probably the least angelic angel you can imagine. A tough upbringing made him into a tough human being, and getting divine powers doesn’t change that. He’s a crook skimming through life with little interest in it. Responsibilities are something to avoid, problems are things to be shot. He’s no belief in heaven or hell, or even himself.
Most of that came from my own determination to write something other. Angels are usually pure and powerful, messengers of love and peace. Tidings of great joy and all that. Of the words I found to apply to angels, only one stuck for Gabe – protective. That realisation amused me so much, I used it to create the logline.
Patient. Merciful. Protective… One out of three ain’t bad.
That’s not just descriptive of Gabe, but of his attitude. Although he has no faith, he’s not without hope. He’s not quite as carefree as he pretends, but there is something transient about his soul. He’s looking for a place to be, and someone who’ll accept him as he is.
I think, to a large degree, that can be said of a lot of us.
It took me just twenty days to write the rough draft of ARCHANGEL and it was a wild ride. Most of the time I’d literally no idea what my next sentence was going to be. I wrote in first person and simply surrendered the reins to Gabe. He became very, very real and is still a character I love to death.
That’s probably down to the person I wrote the script for. I’d a very definite idea of who should play Gabe, and the story is largely a love letter to him. I even approached him for the cover, but costs proved to be prohibitive. Instead he gets the dedication.
Misa Buckley is a sci fi geek who escapes the crazy of raising five children by creating imaginary characters who experience adventure, romance and really hot sex on their way to a happily-ever-after. You can keep up to date with Misa’s latest news by following her on Twitter or at her website.