International Faerie Day!

2007Well, today seemed a good day to post about Amethyst Epiphany what with it being International Faerie Day today and all! Calliope is pretty excited about this day. She’s going to celebrate it by swimming because she thinks it’s a little too hot.

I agree, but I can’t have that luxury today. I can’t go swimming with Lyssandra and Callie or Callie’s Uncle Oliver. Today I must work.

So whatever you’re doing today, remember the faeries! Never let the magic die.

You do believe in faeries, don’t you?

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Characters and Resonance

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I think there’s going to be more to my Colors That Bind trilogy than just the three starting books. I’ve written a few short stories about these characters and sent them in for publication. One was published. However, I mean, I feel that there’s going to be more than even that. I’ve been getting ideas for the stories of some of the children of the characters that I fell in love with in this series to start with.

However, with two books to go on the trilogy I’m trying to focus on them. I have ideas for both. I still haven’t gotten any progress or updates from my old dying laptop if my story was salvageable, at all. I really do hope so. It would suck to have to start from scratch all over again and lose all my progress on the second book. Especially with my brain brimming with the ideas of Calliope’s children who wouldn’t come into play until well after the trilogy is over. 

I’m pretty excited. My book is due out in October. However, there still seems like there is so much work to be done. I’m trying to keep afloat and remember what needs done and when. Amethyst Epiphany is a beautiful book, in my humble opinion, and I can’t wait to share all of it’s beauty and lessons with you. I can only hope that the characters mean as much to the readers as they do me.

What are some of the qualities of the characters you’ve connected with?

I’ve always felt the deepest resonance with the eccentric, outcasts of stories. I seem to know their agonies and their shy, anti-social tendencies along with the beauty of the craft that they pour their heart and passion into. 

Originality

It’s always something that I crave. I despise the same old tired troupes, but who doesn’t? We all tire of the cliches that have been beaten to death like a dead horse.

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ― Oscar Wilde. So bearing the word’s of Mr. Wilde in mind I’m trying to apply this to my novel. Not in the tale itself, though, as it tends to write itself and I tend to get really original ideas (not to toot my own horn or anything). But rather in the way I promote and market my book.

I want it to stand out from the rest. I want people to look at it and read it and come back to it time and time again because it’s unforgettable. I want to leave a ripple that will cause a pond to change.

So Amethyst Epiphany is going to be a reality soon, and that both thrills and terrifies me. I’m working on it’s sequel, it’s true, but it just seems sad that one third of the journey is going to be over already. I love these characters and these places, and now it’s time for me to wing them into the minds of others so they can love them and adore them as much as I do. I’m really hoping that my promotion strategies and marketing are unique enough to grab attention. Because I know my story’s good. My editor told me that. Several times. They may be biased, but I happen to like their opinion.

This is both terrifying and exciting all at once.

Ponderings and Other Things

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about my novel.

Amethyst Epiphany was so easy to write, but I’m having some problems with it’s sequel Crimson Betrayal. I actually have more ideas for the third novel than I do the second, so I’m hoping that issue is soon resolved. I hate it when my mind gets ahead of itself which happens quite often for me. My thoughts fly quicker than my fingers can possibly keep tempo.

I really quite like this series. I’m planning on it only being a trilogy, but who knows? I might end up making it into a four book series like Christopher Paolini did with his Inheritance series. Don’t know, only the future knows what it shall hold. I have so many novels in me waiting to be born that it’s hard to say what will happen.

I really love the faeries of my series so much. Each one has a unique look specific to them even if they resemble their parents closely because I feel people like snowflakes while all the same thing are individual and beautiful in their own, there’s some nuance and little quirk that makes them the person they are which makes them different than anyone else.Which is what I tried to convey in my creatures and characters.

Each faerie has typically two and sometimes even three colors in their wings, and their markings are widely varied. Some have typical shapes like moons and stars, while some of them have actual animals.

If you were a faerie in my realm, what do you think your wings colorization and markings would be?

Another Drop In the Bucket

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I’m not sure where this lovely photo came from, but it reminded me strongly of my upcoming novel. I thank the artist for their lovely abilities, and I hope they don’t mind me posting this straight from google.

It’s almost hard to believe, even still, that my novel is getting published. Amethyst Epiphany was a novel I birthed in six months when I was working as a telemarketer. It’s crazy to think that soon it’s going to be an actual book in people’s hands. Many of my coworkers have vowed not only to buy one but several copies of my novel. They help me get more and more excited as this process goes on.

My editors keep teaching me new things about writing and the editing process as I go along, and the fun truly seems to be starting. I’m so, so very excited to be among the author’s in their fine crew.

Can’t wait to see my novel in print. Maybe then I will realize that this dream is becoming slowly a reality.

& I can’t wait to work and continue working on the sequels.

Shattered Heart Fluttering In the Breeze

By: Linda M. Crate

Lycoris knew that no one would understand her inability to return to the arms of her one true love. If it was just her life she had to consider then she would have left in a heartbeat, but she had her daughter to think of. She couldn’t just uproot her daughter and take her to some mythical land to meet her father without there being some sort of backlash.

Perhaps, she was being a coward, but she wanted to think Delphinus still loved her just as ardently and passionately as she loved him. To go back and find that he had move on? Well that would have shattered her heart further, and it already felt as if it were fluttering tenuously in the breeze.

She regarded her mother bitterly. Not for the first time in her life.

Her mother had been distraught after the death of her brother, and she had made Oliver and Lycoris promise her that they’d never return to the realm that brought she and her brother happiness. Not until her mother was dead.

Not for the first time she cried when she thought of how selfish her mother had been.

Oliver had grown so angry that he had actually confronted their mother and got slapped in the face for his troubles. She sighed. She missed Oliver. He, of course, persisted that they all ought to go back. He hadn’t relented since the day her mother had died. She knew he was anxious to see Qua again even if she had hurt him.

However, he made her promise that for Calliope’s sixteenth birthday they would return to Ladriél. Perhaps, it was a moment of weakness and perhaps it was something that she ought of disagreed upon, but she had agreed. However, the words that fae had told her all those years ago danced around in her mind. She had been told that she would never return to Ladriél to the love whose song granted her all the merriest wings of happiness. She pushed those worries aside and began reading.

It wouldn’t do to return to her lovers land without, at the very least, remembering his language.

 

It’s funny how I get the greatest ideas, sometimes, just by walking home from work. I’ve gotten some ideas for the second book of this series entitled Crimson Betrayal, but most of my ideas are flowing forth for the third and final novel of this series Emerald Restoration. I, however, have to tell myself constantly that I need to finish the second before I can go onto the third.

My muse is persistently resisting this, insisting I write the third then the second which makes no sense to me, at all. I usually say go where the inspiration flows, but I definitely think it’s a better idea to finish the second before starting the third.

Amethyst Epiphany is an universe I know I’m going to have a hard time letting go even after I finish the series. The characters and I have grown so close over the years, and I’ll probably end up writing short stories about the characters after the series is done.

I’m curious, though, as to what you would like to be or what you would be if you were part of a fantasy world? If you were a part of my universe which would you prefer to be: a lamia, a naga, an elf, a mermaid, a chimera, a siren, a faerie, a vampire, a dwarf, a druid, a nymph, or a sprite? And which one do you think you’d really be (based on personality, etc.)?

Ideas & Books