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It’s Official ~ My New #YA Series Has A Home

I am thrilled to finally announce that my new YA Urban Fantasy series,

The Primordial Principles,

has found a home.

 

I am happy to be joining the very talented and community-oriented group of authors at Booktrope.

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CRYSTALLUM,

the first book in the Primordial Principles series,

will release in the fall of 2015.

 Cover Reveal and blurb are coming soon!

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Between The Story Pages ~ Beasts of Burdin

Continuing on with Between The Story Pages, another book I’m currently reading is

Beasts of Burdin, an adult urban fantasy novel

by Alexander Nader

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Release Date: February 10, 2014

Target Reader: Adult

Keywords: Urban Fantasy

Description

Demon hunter Ty Burdin hung up his guns, knife, trench coat and fedora a year ago. Bags packed, hands washed of all demon politics, he’s done. Forever.

In fact, to get far far away, he dragged Nora, his rockabilly secretary, from Miami to the Tennessee mountains where he’s lived a life of peace—if peace can be defined as drowning in scotch and taking private eye jobs to keep the lights on. Jobs for real people. Not demons.

No demons.

He’s retired from that. Remember?

Demon hunters aren’t a dime a dozen, though, and when Ty’s brother asks him for a favor—just one—what’s a brother to do? Agreeing to take down one hillbilly demon shouldn’t take that long. In. Decapitate. Out. Favor complete. Back to the office where Nora and his bottle of whiskey are waiting.

Unfortunately for Ty, staying retired doesn’t seem to be in the cards, and an avalanche of bad luck draws him right back to an agency he despises and the career that nearly cost him his sanity.

This time, Ty has no way out and will have to face his own demons just to survive.

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If you’re into ADULT urban fantasy, demons, sarcasm, and some humor, check this one out when it releases in February.


September New Release Book Blog Hop #GIVEAWAY!

THIS HOP HAS ENDED. STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT ONE IN OCTOBER. 🙂

 

 

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Welcome to my stop on the September New Releases Giveaway Hop brought to you by Book Twirps and Refracted Light Reviews

For my stop, I am celebrating TWO September new releases. The release of TIED by Laney McMann AND the release of PERRY ROAD by Emi Gayle.

What’s up for grabs?

An e-book of TIED

AND

an e-book of PERRY ROAD

Yep.

TWO BOOKS ARE UP FOR GRABS.

Check them out:

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Enter the TIED Rafflecopter HERE!                                         

Enter the PERRY ROAD Rafflecopter HERE!

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TIED Blurb:

Normal people don’t believe their nightmares stalk them. They don’t fall in love with boys who don’t exist, either.

Seventeen-year-old Layla Labelle, though, is far from normal. Her delusions walk the earth. Her hallucinations hunt her, and her skin heats to a burn every time her anger flares.

Or is that all in her head?

Layla doesn’t know what to believe any more because if none of that’s true, Max MacLarnon must be an illusion, and her heart must still be broken.

No matter how much she wants to believe Max is real, doing so would mean everything else is, too. How, then, is that possible?

The answers lie in an age-old legend the supernatural aren’t prepared to reveal, and with a curse that could tear Layla and Max apart forever—if it doesn’t kill them both first.

In TIED, book one in the Fire Born trilogy, learning the truth will mean fighting an arsenal of demons, and being with Max will put Layla on a path toward her own destruction.

Just how far will Layla go to protect the one she loves?

The answer may never be far enough … away.

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PERRY ROAD Blurb:

In 2132, “We the people …” means nothing, and it hasn’t for a hundred years.

Like all the citizens of the American Union, eighteen-year-old Erianna Keating is not to ask questions. She is not to believe anything except what the A.U. tells her. More importantly, she’s not supposed to know what she doesn’t know, nor that she’s a pawn.

Like everyone else, though, she is, and like everyone else, she is a hundred percent oblivious to what’s going on.

Or is she? Are they?

Erianna thinks going to Perry Road and joining the national registration program is her next step toward adulthood; the 2132 candidates for adult-classification, though, are in for a big surprise. Especially Erianna.

Thanks to Zane Warren, an awkward but hot guy who won’t shut up about a history that doesn’t—orshouldn’t—matter anymore, Erianna will know. Will learn. That includes finding out what actually happens after registration and doing something, anything, about it.

Fixing what went wrong, what caused the U.S.A. to split into two countries, though, is not on Erianna’s bucket list, but as she faces her future, she must decide whether to fall in line with the American Union’s plan for her, or to consider that Zane might not be wrong, and the time for revolution begins now.

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This Giveaway will run from September 15th through September 30th upon which time, Rafflecopter will choose the winners and they will be announced on my blog the following day.

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Check out all the blogs joining in on the September Release Giveaway Hop, and see what other books are up for grabs. 😉

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COVER REVEAL ~ Beasts of Burdin by Alexander Nader

Today I’m sharing the newest cover reveal from my fellow J. Taylor Publishing author, and friend, Alexander Nader.

Here’s

BEASTS OF BURDIN

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Beasts of Burdin

Beasts of Burdin

by Alexander Nader

Release Date: February 10, 2014

Target Reader: Adult

Keywords: Urban Fantasy

Demon hunter Ty Burdin hung up his guns, knife, trench coat and fedora a year ago. Bags packed, hands washed of all demon politics, he’s done. Forever.

In fact, to get far far away, he dragged Nora, his rockabilly secretary, from Miami to the Tennessee mountains where he’s lived a life of peace—if peace can be defined as drowning in scotch and taking private eye jobs to keep the lights on. Jobs for real people. Not demons.

No demons.

He’s retired from that. Remember?

Demon hunters aren’t a dime a dozen, though, and when Ty’s brother asks him for a favor—just one—what’s a brother to do? Agreeing to take down one hillbilly demon shouldn’t take that long. In. Decapitate. Out. Favor complete. Back to the office where Nora and his bottle of whiskey are waiting.

Unfortunately for Ty, staying retired doesn’t seem to be in the cards, and an avalanche of bad luck draws him right back to an agency he despises and the career that nearly cost him his sanity.

This time, Ty has no way out and will have to face his own demons just to survive.

For more information: J Taylor Publishing

Really excited about this book! Look for it in February.

 


COVER REVEAL ~ DARKEST DAY by Emi Gayle

So excited to reveal the final cover of the 19th Year Trilogy, Darkest Day.

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Darkest Day

The 19th Year

by Emi Gayle

Release Date: January 6, 2014

Target Reader: Young Adult

Keywords: FictionParanormal RomanceRomance,
Thriller/Suspense,Urban FantasyFairyShape-shifterVampire

Back of the Book

Mac Thorne’s time as a Changeling is coming to an end.

It may have taken eighteen years, but Mac did finally manage to do what the Council wanted: she chose a teacher and renounced the in-between.

There’s just one last step. She must say goodbye to her human. Forever.

After being challenged in every way possible, Mac leaves what she thought would be the easiest task for the last possible moment. As midnight on July fourth draws near, though, she hasn’t found a way to give up Winn Thomas.

Nor does she want to.

With time running out, Mac stands at a literal crossroads.

Choose Winn, and she’ll be stripped of the only family she’s ever known—vampires, dragons, and her favorite demon. Even her own mother. Accept her position on the Council and rule as an equal to her twelve peers, and she’ll forget Winn ever existed.

Independence and freedom have never before been so limiting.

In this final chapter of the 19th Year Trilogy, it’s time for Mac to decide.

Responsibility? Or Love?

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Can’t wait for Darkest Day, the third, and final, book of the 19th Year Trilogy! Loved both After Dark and Day After.


COVER REVEAL ~ ONE MORE DAY

Today I have the pleasure of sharing another awesome cover reveal with everyone.

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ONE MORE DAY

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Erika BeebeMarissa HalvorsonKimberly KayJ. Keller FordL.S. MurphyDanielle E. ShipleyAnna Simpson

Release Date: December 2, 2013

Target Reader: Young Adult (anthology)

Keywords: Contemporary RomanceFantasyFictionRomanticScience FictionUrban Fantasy

Back of the Book:

What if today never ends?

What if everything about life—everything anyone hoped to be, to do, to experience—never happens?

Whether sitting in a chair, driving down the road, in surgery, jumping off a cliff or flying … that’s where you’d be … forever.

Unless …

In One More Day, Erika Beebe, Marissa Halvorson, Kimberly Kay, J. Keller Ford, Danielle E. Shipley and Anna Simpson join L.S. Murphy to give us their twists, surprising us with answers to two big questions, all from the perspective of characters under the age of eighteen.

How do we restart time?

How do we make everything go back to normal?

The answers, in whatever the world—human, alien, medieval, fantasy or fairytale—could, maybe, happen today.

Right now.

What would you do if this happened … to you?

I’m going to have to check this one out!

More information: J. Taylor Publishing

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Author Spotlight and Giveaway! — J.A. Belfield Author of Resonance!

This week on the blog, I have a very special treat. Author, J.A. Belfield is stopping by on her RESONANCE Blog Tour!

She’ll be sharing Part 2 of her short story, HEREDITARY, as well a random ‘one liner’ to tease everyone a bit from her newly released novella, RESONANCE, 2.5 of The Holloway Pack Stories!

AND she’s doing a giveaway!

Follow the rest of the RESONANCE BLOG TOUR by clicking the button below:

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Up first, Part Two of HEREDITARY!

{You can read Part I over at Known to Read}

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Gabe’s flesh bubbled beneath my palm. Not like a blister bubbled, but like those irritating bubbles one gets whilst decorating and the wallpaper just won’t go flat.

“Mum?” His head lifted, jaw rigid, eyes screwed to narrow slits.

My mouth opened and closed. What the hell was I supposed to do?

More swellings appeared across his body, a couple even tugging at the skin of his face.

The scrape of his fingers induced my eye twitch as they clawed through the pile of the carpet.

“Shelley?” Mia’s first word held shrill panic.

Gabe pleaded with me, and his gasped, “Mum?” throbbed through my mind.

Mia urged me again, her high-pitched, “Shelley?” screeching through my ear-drums.

Still, I didn’t move, almost frozen—my mind along with my body.

I glanced between the slitted gaze of my son and the startled one of the frightened girl.

Both of them stared back, their desperation for me know what to do evident in the high shine of their eyes.

I needed to think, but it was so hard when my child seemed to be in some kind of danger—impossible to compose rational thought.

“The phone,” I managed.

Mia’s focus didn’t waver.

“Get me the phone,” I said. “Now, Mia!”

She left the room like a bolting animal. On her return she carried the phone.

Taking it from her, my thumb already aimed for the ‘9’. As I hit it for the second time, a strangled cry flew from Gabe’s lips.

His back bowed, his head snapped back—both movements almost too fast to follow.

Before my mind had time to register the change to his condition, he’d collapsed to the floor, arms splayed, his eyes squeezed tight as pants heaved from his chest.

Deep dread slacked every muscle in my body; the phone dropped from my fingers. “Gabe?”

No response. He still breathed, though—the proof whistled past his teeth.

“Gabe, come on, answer me.”

A long, low groan responded, seeming to echo for seconds within his chest.

Mia’s knee nudged mine as she sank to the carpet beside me. Her glossy gaze met mine for a moment, before we both reached out to tap Gabe’s shoulder, gently shake him, murmur his name—as though united in the plea for his wellbeing.

For seconds, I didn’t believe he’d wake up—until he rolled with exaggerated slowness to flop onto his back.

At last, his eyes opened—a little unfocused, but open nonetheless. “Mum?” His voice came out a whisper, a little boy seeking comfort.

“Right here, hon.”

His reprieve lasted no more than a couple of beats. With groans and retches, and clutches to his stomach, he flipped back to all fours and threw up with projectile violence.

“I’m calling an ambulance,” I said, searching for where the phone had landed.

Gabe shook his head, gave a barely whispered, “No.”

I located the phone, pushed the ‘9’ button.

His arm darted out, his sweat-soaked palm covering my hand. As he shook his head, his eyes beseeched, and for reasons I never did fathom, I did as he asked.

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Looking back, I wondered if he had his suspicions, even then—if he somehow knew it to be the prelude to so much more. If his instincts were already present.

Either way, he wouldn’t let me call for help—not then, nor for any of the following attacks through which he suffered.

I thought my son was dying a slow and torturous death and he wouldn’t allow me to do anything. I’d never been so helpless.

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The next occurrence came almost two weeks later, then a week after that, and again after another week—each one seeming to intensify.

His flesh ‘reacted’ more boldly, his pain appeared to be on the increase, and the vomiting lasted longer with harsher effects. In between those, the escalating muscle spasms and cramps refused relief no matter how copious his fluid intake.

The fifth one arrived a mere five days after the fourth—witnessed by my dad.

After Gabe had writhed around on the floor, his body twisting in ways that shouldn’t be possible, and he’d been helped to the sofa to recover from the regurgitation of his dinner, Dad had taken me to one side in the kitchen.

“Close the door, Shelley,” he said.

I nudged it to, pushing harder until I heard the click of connection when he urged me to do so.

“What’s going on?” he asked once I’d turned to him.

“I don’t know.” It was the truth. “It’s been going on for weeks now. Each time is worse.”

“And has he seen someone for it?”

“He won’t let me call anyone. Says he doesn’t need to be seen, just keeps telling me he’ll be all right.”

“He’s a kid.” He pointed at me. “You’re the adult. For goodness sake, take responsibility.”

At five-foot-eight, my dad still managed to be an imposing presence, and I peered up at him like I used to as a reprimanded child.

When I didn’t respond, he spun for the table. “I’m making the call, then.” He took the phone from its cradle. “I’ll book him in to see someone, and I’ll take him myself.”

“Leave it, Granddad,” Gabe called out.

Dad’s head tilted as he frowned. “How the hell can he hear us?”

“He does that a lot.” I shrugged, frowning. “Hears things, smells things.”

Dad returned the phone, glanced to the door. “That’s not normal, Shel. You know that, don’t you?”

The door swung wide and Gabe’s bulk filled the opening. “I’m fine.” His voice bore no room for discussion—even Dad stilled as he stared up at his grandson.

My son no longer resembled a sixteen year boy. Bigger than most blokes, with a tenor deeper than that of most, his eyes carried more wisdom than any man I’d ever dated.

“Please,” Gabe said. “Leave it be.”

We could hardly drag him to the surgery—Gabe could have lifted the pair of us with one hand. With a nod and a mumbled ‘Sure’, we complied.

Again.

To be continued … {the 3rd & final part of Hereditary will be available on Monday 8th over at Diary of a Book Addict}

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AND now, RESONANCE

#2.5 of The Holloway Pack Stories:

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Release Date: April 2nd 2013

Title: Resonance

Series: Holloway Pack 2.5

Publisher: J. Taylor Publishing

Blurb:

Guilt is a heavy burden for the one carrying it.

Jem Stonehouse is no exception to this rule.

What if she’d acted sooner? What if she’d fully recognised the threat? What if she hadn’t allowed the male pack members to head into the witches’ ambush?

For one, youngest pack member Josh Larsen wouldn’t be trapped in the sleep of the dead.

Now, Jem is convinced it’s her job to bring him back to life no matter what it takes— learning more about her heritage, risking pack exposure, or travelling to places she couldn’t have imagined possible.

Even if the journey endangers her soul.

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Excerpt:

Whiteness reflected back at me from the ceiling above—a blank canvas of nothingness. For two weeks, I’d spent a few hours each day in the lilac bedroom. For two weeks, I’d prayed for a

miracle. For some kind of enlightenment. Or at the very least, for Jess to find a way to wake up Josh.

Some days, the emptiness dulled my senses to a warble of incoherency. Thankfully, on those days, Sean came to my rescue, reminding me life still existed beyond the four, pale purple walls. Somehow managing to convince me that everything would work out.

If Sean believed Josh would awaken, what right did I have to dispute him?

If the rest of the pack believed, who was I to douse their flames of hope?

Yet, no matter how many hours, how many days, how many weeks I spent at Josh’s side in a show of optimism, the ache in my heart belied any positivity I feigned.

Rolling onto my side caused the mattress to dip, but even that jostle didn’t stir Josh. I flicked at an errant, dark blond curl, poked at his cheek. Still, he didn’t move, didn’t flinch, didn’t acknowledge my prodding.

Again.

Poor kid had probably been poked more in the past fortnight than he had his entire life.

As my heavy sigh eased out, footsteps ascended the stairs outside the room. I knew from sound alone who they belonged to, didn’t even need to inhale to confirm. That didn’t stop me, though, and my lids lowered as my mate’s bouquet found home within my olfactory.

Seconds later, Sean’s body filled the doorway and cast a shadow across the carpet. “Hey.”

“Hey,” I whispered without looking up.

“Anything?”

I tapped my fingertip along Josh’s jawline, willing him to react yet knowing he wouldn’t.

Josh hadn’t moved the entire two weeks he’d been under. Heck, we’d barely moved him. No toileting. No sweating. He didn’t seem to feel, hear, taste, see or smell.

All thanks to being in a death sleep, Jess had said.

I slaughtered the witches responsible for putting Josh under—for bewitching him in the worst possible way. At the time, their deaths had seemed fitting. That had been before I realised Josh’s predicament.

With a small head shake, I rubbed my hand along Josh’s arm as if the friction would help a body lacking in heat. “I’ve been thinking.”

“Thought I heard the turning of rusty cogs.”

My gaze skittered to the left and landed on Sean’s lopsided smile. Dark hair stood on end above dark eyes staring back at me. All male, all muscle, all mine, Sean Holloway got me like no other.

“You going to make me pry it out of you, Jem?”

Rolling my eyes at the suggestiveness of his tone, I brushed a kiss across Josh’s cheek and wriggled off the bed. At the door, I grabbed Sean’s hips and steered him backward across the landing and into our room.

His left eyebrow arched up. “You do want me to pry it out of you.”

I breathed out a laugh as I trotted over to the bed and sat crosslegged, tugging him along with me until he mirrored my pose. Nudging his hand up, I placed my palm flat against his, studying

the size difference as male dwarfed female in a way I rarely noticed. “I’ve been thinking about what you said.”

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AND ….. WE’RE NOT DONE!

Here’s J.A. Belfield to tell everyone about

The Big Resonance Giveaway!

April 2nd 2013 marked the official release of Resonance upon the world, and yes, Resonance is available to purchase at all of the usual outlets. However, because I love and appreciate my fans so much, I decided to go on a mission to give something back.

Thanks to my super-duper editor, I’ve been granted permission for the following.

My Mission

I vow to give away a FREE copy of Resonance to everyone who submits a valid entry between April 2nd and May 2nd (inclusive).

On top of that, one main-prize winner will receive a Holloway Pack swag-bundle (see image).

So, what do you have to do to enter?

Simples. Read on.

Resonance is, by no means, intended to be read as a standalone. If you haven’t read at least Blue Moon, then you will have absolutely no idea what is happening in Resonance. Also, if you haven’t read Blue Moon, then you will be hit upside the head with one massive spoiler for how the book ends if you read Resonance first.

Here’s the deal. You can enter in any (or all, if you wish) of the following ways:

1)
Post a picture of you with your precious copy or Blue Moon somewhere on the Internet.
It does not have to be a hard copy (paperback); it can be the cover image on the screen of your Kindle/e-reader/reading tablet. No, pdf’s do not count. If you have a pdf, then it’s most probably an illegal copy, and so will only upset me.
Once said picture is posted, link me up so I can see it. If you stick it on FB, then tag me, but remember, I have a space (for some bizarre reason) between my initials on there. So, make sure you use @J. A. Belfield in your tag. NB: There will be a space in the Rafflecopter form to paste in a link to your pic, also, just in case I miss any or the tagging doesn’t work. If you stick it on Twitter, then be sure to mention: @JABelfield so I can see your entry. And if you happen to stick it anywhere else, then be sure to forward a link to the post to j.a.belfield72 at gmail.com and include ‘The Big Resonance Giveaway’ in the subject line.

2)
Post a review for Blue Moon.
Obviously, I’d prefer amazing ones, but I get that my writing won’t jive for everyone, so any review over 100 words will be accepted, even if it doesn’t rave and include 4/5 stars. However, I will read each review carefully (because I always do), and ascertain that I believe the book has actually been read rather than a review being composed out of a rewrite of the blurb (yes, this does happen on occasion).
Where you post your review is up to you. On Goodreads. Amazon. B&N. On your blog. Completely up to you. But the Rafflecopter form will have separate entry options for each of these places, and each one will be included as an entry toward the main prize.

Make sense?

Excellent!

Off you go, go, goooo!

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Author Bio

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Best known for her Holloway Pack Stories, J.A. Belfield lives in Solihull, England, with her husband, two children, three cats and a dog. She writes paranormal romance, with a second love for urban fantasy.

Links:

Website | Blog | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads

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Road Trip Wednesday #170 Best Books

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This week on Road Trip Wednesday, YA Highway asks the question:

What’s the best book you’ve read in February?

Hm … All of the books I’ve read in the month of February were great. I started off the month with Suzanne Collin’s THE HUNGER GAMES series, finished Lauren Kate’s FALLEN series with RAPTURE, read The 19th Year series, AFTER DARK and the sequel, DAY AFTER by Emi Gayle–both awesome–and I rounded out the month with Michael Scott’s final book in The Secrets of The Immortal Nicholas Flamel series, THE ENCHANTRESS. Lucky for me, my line edits haven’t begun on TIED, so I’ve had more free time to read everyone else’s stuff for a change.

There were two books I gave 5 Stars to in February — well, one book actually and one series of books.

THE HUNGER GAMES series by Suzanne Collins was truly an incredible, pull-you-in-and-refuse-to-let-you-go story, and for that reason, it was my favorite series for the month of February.

BUT … DAY AFTER by Emi Gayle, was my favorite book for the month.

Both of these reads, although YA, are completely different and therefore can’t really be compared against each other. Dystopian vs Urban Fantasy. I am, and have always been, the biggest fantasy fan, and DAY AFTER delivered for me in that category. It’s not due for official release until May, though, and you’ll have to read AFTER DARK first, too! 😉

So, you guys? Favorite books for February?

Check out YA Highways Road Trip Wednesday for more Best Books of February!


Why Fantasy?

 

Why fantasy? To the non-writer and writer alike, this seems a current question. With the popularity of Twilight, everyone believes that if you write in this genre it’s because you are hoping to jump on the gravy train. As if writing fantasy or paranormal is as easy as riding a bike. Well, some people never learned to ride a bike…. Writing fantasy isn’t easy. Nothing in writing is easy.

I don’t write in this genre because it’s trendy or popular or whatever other hack reason people may think up. I write in this genre because I read in this genre. Always have. It’s what I like. I also like Science Fiction. These types of books are engaging and transporting. They take us from our living rooms and place us in other worlds. Worlds we could never have imagined. They allow us to see things we would never have seen otherwise. There is magic in fantasy.

I could sit down and write in another genre. I could write endless emails about random things, essays, etc. if I chose to. I choose YA fantasy.

It’s very difficult to distinguish yourself within this genre anymore. So many ideas (most) have been heard and done, and done again. Finding original or unique material is almost laughable. We try to take these ideas and spin them in a different way—take readers down a different path. Show them something they haven’t yet seen.

So why write Fantasy when it’s one of the most popular, and therefore, hardest genres to break into? Because we write what moves us, what drives us. We write what wakes us up and rattles us with ideas. The ideas that make us pound away at the keyboard or put pen to paper. The ideas that won’t let go.

Ten years from now, the hottest thing going could be books on space travel and distant galaxies. That doesn’t mean we shift gears and attempt to write about something just because it’s hot (well…you shouldn’t do that anyway).

We should stick to our guns and write what we have a passion for, what we love. I write fantasy because for me, there is no greater genre. For me it is magical.

What genre do you write in and why? Do you think everyone jumping on the YA bandwagon helps or hurts the writing industry? More titles = More selection OR not so much?

Love to hear your thoughts!

 


Content

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I’m wondering about novel content today. Novel plot really and how it correlates with content. Being a fan of YA Mythology, Fantasy and recently, Paranormal Romance, I’ve wondered about the content of Urban Fantasy and how it relates to these other YA genres. I’m curious to know if readers, generally speaking, appreciate the mix of these elements in a story. For example, a paranormal romance mixed with modern-day crime or fantasy caught up in  the big city drug scene. What are your thoughts?

Do they mix or distract from one another? Should the supernatural fantasy world be woven alongside the drug scene or inner city crime of say… New York city? And if they can coexist, what creates the draw? What about these two elements entices you as a reader? Is it the idea that this fantasy world could be ‘real’, or more believable if it was just outside your front door? Or is it the idea that it simply feels more relatable? Or let’s take the opposite approach. Do you hate it when these elements are woven together?