Tuesday, 15 July 2014
Today I'm welcoming Beth D Carter and her new release, vampire love story, AS MIDNIGHT LOVES THE MOON (it is an awesome title - I'm glad we get the story behind it!). Take it away, Beth...
Thank you so much for hosting me! “As Midnight Loves the Moon” went through many incarnations before becoming a MMF story. I had originally written it without Daphne, as a straight MM story and no sex, but it sat for a long time because something was missing…until I thought about adding a human girl into the mix, and then my poor dying heroine popped into my head. After that, well, who doesn’t think of sex and vampires? It’s almost symbolic, as the fang slides in so does his throbbing member.
Okay, sorry for the purple prose! LOL!
I’ve also gotten a lot of compliments to the title. I must admit, I didn’t dream of this all on my own. One of my favorite campy movies from the 80’s was “The Pirate Movie” with Christopher Atkins and Kristy McNichol. In the movie, Frederic (Atkins) asks Mabel (McNichol) “Mabel, do you love me?” And she replies, “As midnight loves the moon.” I’ve always loved that line.
As Midnight Loves the Moon
Wayde Wallace is a vampire. He’s been alone for a long time, until he smells the sunshine scent of a woman and finds Daphne Sabella. Her blood smells intoxicating until he catches the stench of sickness upon her and realizes Daphne is dying.
Alexander Malden is a Shade cop sent to patrol the supernaturals who lives among humans. A rogue vampire is killing women and he thinks Wayde is the monster because only a trickster can make him feel such lust and longing.
To prove his innocence, Wayde goes out to find the real rogue vampire and Alex can’t help but follow because the mating bond has already settled between them. And when they believe they can finally help Daphne, she’s become the next victim. Now they must rescue her and turn her before her heart gives out.
Read on for an excerpt!
Wednesday, 9 July 2014
Sometimes I really wish everything happened all at once, though. I think I'd get more done. At the moment I'm working on a novel that's really important to me, but progress is slow for a few reasons. The main one right now is I've had a flare-up of an old RSI/muscle/nerve problem in my right arm. I've been favouring my left arm for years because of this problem, so I'm now having similar problems there too. So doing stuff is painful for me. Like, any stuff. Carrying a bag of shopping. Waving at someone. Typing. You know, all the stuff. So I'm trying to limit my writing for a while until the flare-up...flares down.
And this is SO FRUSTRATING because I've just settled into the rhythm of the book. I know what happens next, I know where I'm going, I know where the characters are going, and I just can't physically do as much as I want. Voice recognition software isn't an option, so I'm basically lucky to be writing 1k a week at the moment. Hopefully this will change soon.
The other reasons for having a lack of time are nicer. Common Brimstone remains busy, and as well as being in the midst of developing several new perfumes for my general catalogue, I'm working on a new line for my Raw Brimstone range, which I'm really excited about. Business has been good enough that I've been able to invest in some really spectacular essential oils and absolutes, which means I'm getting to try some beautiful all-natural combinations out.
I'm also working on a Sekrit Project code-named Project Bashful which I hope to be able to talk about in the near future, but that's on a back-burner at the moment because, well, everything else. It's a non-essential thing right now, so it's getting shoved down the to-do list. But I'm excited about it and I want to find more time for it as soon as I can.
And I'm also working on a giveaway for THE BEAST OF BIRCH HILL's release, but luckily this is something I can do without using my arms very much.
But really, it's the writing I want time for at the moment. This book, these characters, this idea...It's all so big and vivid and important, and there's never enough time to get as far as I want, as fast as I want. I think I've pretty much accepted that my days of writing 5k+ in a single session are gone, and that even my days of writing 2k a day, every day, are almost certainly gone. But 1k a week? That's just crap.
So what do you do? I can't fix my arms except by not using them, and I can't not use them. For one thing, my day-job is almost entirely computer-orientated. I can pick and choose certain activities though: I'm trying to stay off the computer more in the weekday evenings (counter-productive to writing, I know, but hopefully if I rest my arms more in the week, I can write more at the weekends). I'm trying to do little bursts of writing throughout the day when I do write, rather than settling in for one marathon session. If the pain persists, I guess I'll speak to my GP but I already know we're tried everything short of amputation :/
So I'm caught in this place where I'm doing everything slowly but I have no time to do it in. I guess this is some weird version of the Red Queen's race.
|Because that wasn't already weird.|
Wednesday, 2 July 2014
|Artist's rendition of me getting shit done.|
Because I officially named 2014 as The Year of the Kraken, a year in which to be ballsy and risk-taking, like the kraken. Or at least, like the kraken as I interpret it to be. And this week is definitely a week for getting shit done (or getting shit started in one case), so I need a mid-week kraken to remind myself that I'm an actual adult and can do actual adult things. Maybe more on that later, depending on whether or not I get a reply to an email I sent yesterday.
|Artist's rendition of me getting distracted by toys. You know, like an adult.|