Season Of The Witch: COVER REVEAL

Just got the cover for Season Of The Witch (Shades Below, #1.5), and obviously had to share immediately. Swing by and check it out, then stick around and read Chapter 1!

L.J.K. Oliva | Urban Fantasy & Paranormal Romance

It’s that time again!

Season Of The Witch officially has a face, and man, what a sexy face it is.  Thank you, Amy Mateyka, for working your cover magic yet again!

Before we do this thing, however, allow me to introduce Georgia and Darius…

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Something wicked this way comes…well, more wicked than usual.

Georgia Clare needs help, and fast. As the lone survivor of—and witness to—her coven’s brutal massacre, she’s sensed their killer hunting her. There’s just one problem: the rest of San Francisco’s witching community wants nothing to do with her, and the one man she can turn to doesn’t do witches.

Darius deCompostela has done his best to steer clear of subversive affairs. A private investigator and reluctant medium, the last thing he wants is to advertise his existence to the things that go bump in the night. But then Georgia knocks on his door…

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Why I Write What I Write, Post #4: A.L. Kessler #StoryPeople

I first met A.L. Kessler at the Indie Romance Convention back in 2013. Since then, I’ve enjoyed following her career and seeing what comes out of her beautiful brain. Thanks for contributing to our series, Mrs. Kessler! The floor is yours…

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Why I write what I write.

Hmm that’s kind of a tough question. I guess it depends on what genre we look at, paranormal romance, urban fantasy or steampunk. I suppose each have their own little story behind them. Let’s start at the very beginning…(And now you’re singing the song from the Sound of Music, you’re welcome.)

When I was in high school, I was introduced to the wonderful world of the paranormal. I started reading Amelia Atwater-Rhodes which introduced me to vampires and I fell in love, from there I discovered Laurall K. Hamilton and fell even more in love. My biggest problem was that there was a lot of sex in what I was reading. As an anomaly in the high school, I wasn’t huge on sex. I thought. I could write something without sex! Well, I knew very little then and cut out relationships all together in my writing. It didn’t work. I realized that in college. So I slowly started developing what is now my Dark War Chronicles series. (Which was originally supposed to be urban fantasy, the over all series arc still is.)

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A friend told me about an anthology, but it required sex to be in the story. I hadn’t put sex in that particular format before, novel or story. But I bit the bullet and gave it a try. I didn’t get in that one, but I got some wonderful feedback and tried for the next one. I did get in the next one. I realize it wasn’t all that bad and romance wasn’t all that bad. It might have been that I’d grown since high school, it might have been some of the experiences I had in college, but I realized that it was okay. So I took another look at DWC and decided what I could do with it. I looked at Midnight Symphony and recrafted it, in both cases everything started to look better. That’s why I write PNR, because it worked, it flowed, and it got me out there.

NMBM_ebookIt was about the third DWC book that I realized that I really wanted to go back to my roots and write urban fantasy. Something without the focus on a relationship. That’s when the Here Witchy Witchy series was started. There is still an aspect of relationships there, but it’s not a focus, there’s no sex, and it works. I wrote another guest post (which will be posted during the blog tour for No More Black Magic) that explains that it really was going back to my roots. It comes easier to me, it flows so well and I love the first person point of view in it. It reminds me of a different time in my life and I plan on continuing to write urban fantasy.

Now, steampunk, which I don’t write a whole lot of, came about in much of the same way that the paranormal romance did. I tried my hand at it for an anthology, to my surprise, I got in. I tried for the next one and got in as well. It was really a chance for me to try something new, but unlike PNR, I didn’t find another passion in it. I enjoy it, but it’s not my focus.

No matter what I end up writing, I write it because I love it. If I try something new, I have to have some type of new-found love for it to continue on. I think that readers can tell when you don’t have that when you write.

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A.L. Kessler

…is the author of Dark War Chronicles. She dabbles in paranormal romance, steampunk and urban fantasy. Since she was a teenager she’s loved weaving stories and spinning tales. When she’s not at the beck-and-call of the Lord and Lady of the House, two black cats by the names of Jynx and Sophie, training a playful puppy named Zelda, playing with her daughter, or killing creepers and mining all the things with her husband of 4 years, she’s either reading, participating in NaNoWriMo, or writing in her Blog Writing Rambles.

For those who like things on the more spicy side, she leads a double life as Alexandra Webb.

You can learn more at www.amylkessler.com.

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Why I Write What I Write, Post #3: T.S. Dann #StoryPeople

T.S. Dann takes us on a tour through the dark recesses of his mind, and reveals what inspired him to write work people have called “grim” and “brutal”.

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“I like to think I chose this, but really it chose me”
A line from my poem Grind and Bear It

So why do I write the things that I write? This is actually a question I get pretty frequently. Why are you so morbid? Why are you so angry? Why are so many of your pieces so depressing? Are you a nihilist? Why do you have so little faith in humanity?

I guess Kayti Nika Raet’s request for me to write this was rather timely since I’ve particularly been getting asked these things with the release of 100 Reasons. People have told me that my work is grim, brutal, insane, confrontational, disgusting, shocking, hateful…continue to add in negative adjectives and you get the point.

As I’ve said in interviews before, I write for myself first and foremost. It’s a form of therapy. My stories, characters, settings, etc are all me. Curse: Lost, angry, melancholic, confused, explosive. That was me when I began writing Nightmarescape in 2004. Banshee: Alienated, traumatized, vengeful, headstrong. That was me in 2009 after breaking my leg. Larry Spectre: Laughing at all the horror, insanity, and carnage. Pretty much me throughout it all.

My poetry in 100 Reasons (and the subsequent volumes) is less of a projection, and more of a soul-stripping. I write most of it when I’m laying down falling asleep. These strings of words pop into my head, and I jot them down. The next day, I’ll transfer them to my computer.

Where does all this come from? It’s hard to remember a time in my life where I wasn’t dealing with some kind of death, trauma, or loss. One of the biggest ones was in December of 2002 when my best friend, Luke, died. His mother and I found him. Nightmarescape is dedicated to his memory along with my mother’s. I also have a poem about losing him in 100 Reasons.

Losing someone I considered a brother was truly a formative life-changing event for me. In early 2004, another friend hung himself. I spent most of that year in a really depressive fugue. When I wasn’t focused on school, I was pretty much doing whatever I could not to think about losing them. During this time, I had almost constant night terrors. They alternated between dreams of finding Luke’s body, me getting into fights I couldn’t win…and a black and white world that looked a hell of a lot like the illustrations from Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark.

There were two ghostly creatures that kept popping up in these dreams. One had a hideous grinning skull face with eyes that constantly bled black fluid. The other resembled an undead version of Vin Diesel. I christened the two of them Larry Spectre and Curse. Eventually there was a female that showed up along with them. I molded her into Banshee. I began thinking about this world that would show up in my dreams and eventually began theorizing all sorts of rules and laws for how presences existed within it. As the year rolled on, I formally began working it into the Nightmarescape.

In November of 2004, I finally began writing the first chapters. At the end of the month, I suffered from a spontaneous pneumothorax (basically my lung collapsed without warning). Two surgeries and a bunch of painkillers later, I was putting a few more chapters to the story. Most of the preliminary parts of the story with Curse spacing out and floating around in darkness were inspired by the heavy sedation I was under.

As I got busy over the years, I put the book aside, working on it sparingly. In 2007, I began a career in law enforcement. It didn’t seem that bad at first, but quickly became an exercise in misanthropic frustration. I put a lot of my extracurricular works into the back of my mind for the time being. It wasn’t until 2009, when my mother died, and I broke my leg in three places that I returned headlong into the world I had created. It was the perfect exorcism for all of the pain and frustrations that had manifested at that time. I worked on it obsessively from late 2009 until spring of 2010 when I got completed the first draft. It got set aside for another couple years as I looked for publishers that weren’t accepting submissions, worked to pay my bills, and eventually became a robbery and homicide detective.

I have to say that being around so much death in different contexts has given me a very interesting perspective on life. From gang and drug related shootings, to suicides, to dead children, to accidents and natural deaths, I can say in the years I’ve held the detective position, that I have seen just about everything.

I’ve stayed up working almost twenty four hour shifts sometimes as the calls and the carnage just kept on coming. I have sat in interview rooms with murderers. Some of them have given me a window into just how cheap a commodity life can be. Others were surprisingly remorseful…but not most. I have heard the countless lies of armed robbers who were caught red-handed. I have seen people who have absolutely no regard for life or anyone else’s rights skirt right out of the justice system only to go out into the community once more and inflict even greater harm. Read my poem Summer of Blood in 100 Reasons. It’s about a kid I locked up for a carjacking, but who was released a little under a year later to be a participant in the triple murder of two women and a baby.

All of this infused me with the energy to finally get Nightmarescape published. Throw in some failed relationships along the way, a whole heaping helping of stumbling blocks, and constant grinding exhaustion to complete the picture.

Now here I am, with two books published. I have more in the works: a sequel to Nightmarescape, two more poetry books, and a novella called The Travellin’ Man. At this point, I have the energy to keep ‘em coming for some time.

So, if you’ve wondered why I write what I write, there it is.

T.S. Dann

Independent author of the Nightmarescape series. All around ambassador of bad will, ill omens, and misanthropic ranting.

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Why I Write What I Write, Post #2: Kendall Bailey #StoryPeople

Today we’re super stoked to hear from Kendall Bailey, friend of Write Bitches and all-around mensch.  Take it away, Kendall!

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I hear a lot of talk about how some writers feel compelled to write story. I hear about how it nags at them and won’t quit until they get it all out. I am not one of these writers.

I wrote The Bad because I’ve been a horror movie fan since I was 6 or 7 years old. (Special thanks to my older cousins to giving me access to horror movies!) I didn’t have the story locked away in my mind trying to chew its way out. I knew I wanted to write a novel, a couple years earlier I’d been to this very cool hotel that used to be a school for the blind, and I grew up hearing ghost stories– I drew on these three things and came up with a story.

The Dead Don’t Speak (6/2/15) came about much in the same way. I have a fascination with Social Engineering and non-violent crime in general. Writing this novel was fun for me because I got to work the criminal mastermind part of my brain. Doing so was an experience I intend to repeat. Maybe with a mob story. The whole mafia thing has always been interesting to me.

Originally, The Dead Don’t Speak was supposed to be a, “What if a phony psychic crossed paths with a real one,” type story. Pretty cool right? But as I wrote the novel it became more about crime and revenge than supernatural powers. So I rewrote my psychic character to be a brilliant little boy who has a natural ability to read people. I’m glad I made the change; it added more depth to the story.

Once in awhile I get a quirky idea that won’t work as a novel, or even in a novel, and I turn it into a short story or flash fiction piece. The best example I am of this is the sentient penis story. Yeah, you read that right. A dick that thinks. It doesn’t just think, it communicates psychically with its… owner?… keeper?… the guy it’s attached to! I follow a lit agent named Laura Zats on Twitter and she’d posted about a book she’d rejected about a sentient penis. I was like, “I have to write that!” That’s probably the closest I’ve been to the, “I’ve got to get this story out of me,” mindset. If I ever release a short story collection, The Thinker (yep, that’s the title!), will be in it.

I am in a quandary about what my next book should be. Since completing the first draft of The Dead Don’t Speak I have started a publishing company (KBMedia), published a fellow writer’s poetry collection, started the Venture Prose project, and brought in a few contractors to help me promote KBMedia’s releases and maintain my website http://www.kendallbailey.net. I’ve been a little busy!

There are two options I see for my third book. One is the Venture Prose book. It will be my first attempt at non-fiction. The Venture Prose book will take aim at helping authors, specifically self publishing authors, think more like entrepreneurs. All that really means is innovating new ways to fund/publish/market/distribute our work. And, of course, there will be some basic business info in there as well. Check out the content onwww.ventureprose.com to get an idea of the focus of the book. My other option is a 3rd novel, probably in the crime genre again.

Decisions, decisions…

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Kendall Bailey was born and raised in Northern Vermont. He now resides in Southwestern Minnesota with his wife and son. Kendall is an entrepreneur, blogger, and social media addict. The Dead Don’t Speak is his 2nd novel.

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Season Of The Witch: TEASER #3

L.J.K. Oliva | Urban Fantasy & Paranormal Romance

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The church turned out to be a nondescript building on the corner, three stories tall, with brick trim and a flat roof. Georgia’s skin buzzed as she approached the heavy wooden doors. She swallowed hard. Not that she put much stock in church. Church was a place people went, a story people told. Most of the time, those stories didn’t impress her much.

Faith, however, was another matter. Faith of any creed was sacred. Faith of every kind had power.

St. Jude was chock-full of faith.

Georgia took a deep breath and banged a fist on one of the doors. She stepped back, waited. A few minutes passed, then the door swung inward. A nun roughly the size of a churchmouse and approximately as old as time immemorial peered out at her. “Yes?”

Georgia cleared her throat. “I’m, um, looking for Darius deCompostela. I was told I…

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Why I Write What I Write, Post #1: Anne Marvin #StoryPeople

Thank you, Anne, for providing the inaugural post for our Why I Write What I Write Series!  Buckle up, people, this is going to be a tough act to follow…

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I used to be a writer. When I was a child, and probably until around my early teenage years, I was “known” for my writing abilities (you know, by my elementary school). I won childhood awards for my fiction, and I went to sleep at night thinking of stories about imaginary people whose lives consumed me. I still have the novel I wrote when I was 12, an episodic adventure about three people stranded on a desert island, complete with a love triangle and contemplations of mortality and integrity (I was a precocious tween). I drafted over a hundred hand-written pages, and I remember the intense pride I felt at the accomplishment.

Fast-forward many years. While I still employed my interest and skills in pursuit of academic and professional excellence, I stopped writing for myself entirely. I’m not clear about what happened, but it probably involved severe family dysfunction, a descent into addiction, and the resulting loss of my essential self. I forgot who and what I was. I lost sight of my fundamental identity as a writer and it has taken me a long time to reclaim the faculties that make me who I am and largely define why I am here.

We’ve all read the adage that writers write because they have to. There is something inside us that needs to be released. I understand that metaphor, but as I consider my writing, I don’t quite experience it that way. For me, my mind and my hands feel like conduits for something outside of myself that is using me as an amanuensis. Sometimes the experience is more of a dialogue that I am transcribing, and I am able to engage with my Muse and produce the results of our “conversation.” At other times, I will sit down with pen and paper, or at my computer, or just with my thumbs tapping rhythmically at my phone’s touch screen (a favorite writing position for me, strangely), and have no idea what is going to come out. At those times, I’m often filled with a sense of wonder and excitement, as the words that fill the page or the screen disclose themselves to me.

There are times when I read what I’ve written and marvel at the nuance and complexity of my Muse. Occasionally I’ll look back and realize I written something that was revelatory to me. Sometimes, I’ll recognize the thoughts and the analytical process behind the concepts, but the precise expression will make me smile with gratitude that I was the vehicle of expression for those particular phrases.

I write what I write because it’s what I have to say. There is an imperative quality to my writing, now that the faculty has been restored to me. The writing is a gift and a demand of my Muse, who I have embraced once again, and I find I must honor it or ignore it at my peril. Occasionally, I indulge in fantasies of what I wish I could write, but cannot. In my dreams, I create epic stories in my beloved fantasy genre; I join my idols in the paranormal and urban fantasy world and produce books that readers like me fall into and lose themselves completely, only to emerge from the fictional world transformed by the experience. Would that I could write such novels. But I can’t. Because while these writers are my rock stars, I’m only with the band, not part of it. I write what I’m inspired to write while reading the inspiration of others. I’m a derivative writer, rather than an original producer. But that’s OK. I’m profoundly grateful for the gifts I’ve been given, even if they are not the ones I would have chosen. You know, me and Mick, we can’t always get what we want, but apparently we can get what we need.

When I first picked up my pen again after a decades-long hiatus, I had dreams of fame and fortune associated with my newfound passion. I would look out into the distance and think about all the people whose lives I would touch and change for the better. I fantasized about speaking engagements and book signings and television interviews. I was so sure my writing didn’t “count” unless it was externally validated. It seemed to me like the tree falling in the forest; if I wrote and no one read my words, did they make a sound?

I’ve since abandoned that line of thought as my Muse has gently reminded me that the gift is wholly independent of outside input. In fact, my Muse demands complete detachment from the fruits of my labor. As in many aspects of life, I must take the action and let go of the results, as I have absolutely no control over what anyone thinks of my writing, how others will interpret it, and whether it will go anywhere beyond my hands. I spill onto the page and release my words to the universe. Perhaps they will return to me in the form of recognition and praise. Maybe they will join the infinite number of their fellows in the ether, never to be seen or heard from again, except as additional bricks in the wall of creativity that separates our species from the others that inhabit our world.

Art will out. It must, or risk becoming a festering wound, a stone baby, poisoning its creators. Art is love, and love is generative. Whether we experience our writing as spores that grow within us needing to be liberated into the world, or as a whisper in our ear that insists on being given voice, our writing must be freed of the confines of our minds and our souls. In letting go of our words, writers are renewed, expanded, allowed to progress in our purpose and able to feel fulfilled.

That’s why I write what I write.

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I’m learning to live authentically in the real world. And to have some fun along the way. I look for truth in paranormal and urban fantasy.

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Story People #WriteBitch

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Confession: I have ulterior motives when I write.

They’re not sinister (okay, most of them aren’t). Mostly, they consist of my core beliefs, my experiences and opinions. In other words, who I am. Everything I write springs from these things. I put down the stories that speak to me the loudest, then step back and hope someone out there gets what I’m trying to say.

I think we all do this. I’ve never met a writer who wrote in a void. Frankly, I don’t think it’s possible. We all have things that speak to us, things we want to say, things we need the world to understand.

Kayti, Madhuri and I created Write Bitches because we’re story people. We had stories we wanted to share- with each other and with you. We also harbored the (somewhat lofy) hope that someone out there might learn from what we were shoveling.
Now, we want to learn from you.

Friends, countrymen, writers: what made you decide to write what you write? What was it about your chosen method or genre that called to you, that sunk its hooks into your soul and wouldn’t let you go?

We’re story people, and we want to hear yours.

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