Wednesday, April 15, 2015

From the W.I.P.

My new year is just now kicking into gear. I know, right? A bit on the lazy side? Anyway... I am hip deep in a new Work In Progress and have no plans on not being so for the rest of pretty much my life. So, I'm going to try to post at least weekly (probably more) with a little excerpt from whatever it is that I am writing. Trying to make some kind of regular meme/posting/content out of it, but we'll see.

I don't do commitment so well.

For now, however, here is the first installment of From the W.I.P. Today's excerpt is from Eclisped, the third Princes of the Shroud book, my romantic Science Fiction series from Zharmae Books.
Books one and two are available already. Gods willing, book three will join them on schedule.


(disclaimer- from the W.I.P excerpts are from works in progress and therefore not edited or proofed. Please expect errors)

Inhale. Shuffle forward. Mof’s chain buddy passed into illumination, and the official flicked a glance out and back. Not good enough. They needed him looking, paying very close attention. He let the rumble have full rein this time, growled with all his breath, for all he was worth. The slave ahead hurried his feet. The guards’ heads swiveled toward the hold. Mofitan growled like a shadow cat on steroids and stepped, fully upright, into the light.
The slaver emitted a girlish scream and backed into the port official. The cargo manifest, so carefully checked and re-checked, fell to the ground with a sharp, expensive-sounding crack. Mof kept his eyes on his target, on the thin, well-dressed man who was definitely paying attention now. He met those calculating eyes with his own, flicked a half grin for the man’s benefit and then held his chains up between them and flexed once.
Metal snapped. The cuffs came free of one another and it took only one good jerk of his fists to separate the looped chains, to free the other slaves from the futile and blatantly stupid thing he was about to do next. The rain of links rattled against the open hatch. Mofitan growled over the sound, winked at the man he’d bet belonged to Gervis Dern, and then bolted straight into the nearest line of guards.
They should have been fired to a man. He’d never have hired anyone so incompetent in the first place. Spectre’s protection fell away in the face of the lavender giant. They parted courteously and let Mofitan slip between them. Damn. If he got away the whole wretched ruse would be for nothing. If the idiots in Spectre couldn’t catch a rampaging Shrouded prince, why had he come in the first place?
He slowed his feet after passing them, growled in real frustration now and heard, at last, a thin voice shouting orders. Mofitan pretended to flee while avoiding anything truly helpful. He leaped over a motorized cargo sled, ran past at least three dark alleys, and kept himself in the light, visible, as obvious as a man of his size and color could possibly be.
Like a vein of heartsone in a basalt matrix.
Mofitan glowed against the night. He shouted and feigned a stumble. A web of darts landed against his bare back. Electricity fired from the studs, lanced through his body and curved his spine backwards. Pain, lightning through his veins. He howled it out, let his muscle spasms feed Shayd’s mind shield, let it keep his thoughts genuine. Pain and freedom… Shit that hurt.
He fell forward, no pretending now. The electric web embedded in his back zapped his spine again and turned his limbs to jelly. They had a remote on it. The ground slapped against him and he lay on it twitching and imagining what sort of weapon fired a unit like that. Useful. A good non-lethal option. He might look into picking some up if he survived this shit.
They gave him another jolt after he was down. Probably to keep him there. It blazed through already raw nerves and, possibly, made him drool a little. The ground might have been wet before he whacked it. Now, something sticky clung to his face and his body registered the impact of the fall as a dull background to the fire of pain from the dart net.
Perfect really. When they rolled him over, he burbled something he’d meant to be an argument. It came out in bubbles that might have contained blood. Possibly, he’d done his job a little too well. The men glaring down at him didn’t look amused. They shuffled aside for their boss, but someone triggered to jolt again, just to be sure.
Mofitan screamed. His back arched, lifting his considerable bulk from the pavement until only his shoulders and heels touched down. He saw stars outside and inside, and he heard the enemy for the first time, the soft chuckle of a man who he prayed actually worked for Gervis Dern. The stars winked and began to fade. Dark, dark and more dark. A voice snapped like the metal whips of the net in his back.
“Well now. Isn’t this just something.”

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Guest Author: Elle Boca

I have an amazing Urban Fantasy guest today, and I'm super excited that she found us here and wanted to come share her world. Her characters sound seriously original and she's going to give us a little more information about them and her newly released book
Welcome, Elle! Take it away....

Do you wonder how or why it is that some people stand head and shoulders
above others in their work? It there someone you admire especially? Say,
a celebrity, athlete, singer, guitar player, chef or dancer. Perhaps the
person you noticed is not known outside his or her field. It could be
anyone, a dog walker who has a knack for understanding your pet pooch;
an organic farmer with a green thumb, a steak rub maker with an uncanny
ability to match flavors to perfection; an athlete who breaks world
records; or a diver who can do impossible things in the water you.

Perhaps they are Weeia (pronounced way-yah), superhumans who are like
you or me in almost every way except that they have extra abilities.
They live hidden among us unnoticed. Who is Weeia? It's hard to know. It
could be your neighbor, the person behind you at the grocery store, your
banker, boss or doctor, maybe a person you’ve known all your life.
Although many Weeia live in secluded communities, from time to time a
few Weeia choose to live with people, usually in big cities where
they’re most likely to blend in with the crowds. The abilities of Weeia
among us are always explained away. They look like us; they hurt and
bleed like we do. Test their DNA. Go ahead. You won’t find anything

Their superhuman abilities, which vary by type and strength, fall into
four main categories: Emotional, Material, Mental, and Temporal. Weeia,
it’s the same word for one or many, can be Lowes, Medius or Maximus.
Lowes is the most common which might explain how extraordinary beings
have lived on the same planet with ordinary ones for a long time without
anyone, or hardly anyone, discovering their existence.

Weeia abilities are varied, some common and some rare. For example,
there are Weeia who can move so quickly no one sees them. Others heal
hyper fast. Some can read people’s thoughts; pick up impressions from
inanimate objects; or move things with their mind. Others can influence
people and issue commands that must obeyed without fail. Rare Weeia
control reality through dreams or travel in time.

Weeia abilities first manifest in young adults. Something strange is
happening and the most recent generation is not developing abilities the
way they should. Amy McKnight is an exception. Raised as a human, she discovers her true Weeia nature and rare abilities without warning or preparation.


About Elle Boca

Elle is the author of the Miami Weeia urban fantasy series about superhumans. Unelmoija: Paradox, the final book in the series, was recently published. Growing up the only child of a monkey mother and a rabbit father she learned to keep herself entertained and spend time reading. She makes her home with her husband in South Florida. Find her at


Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Missed a Release Day!

Well my brain has officially derailed. Call it old age, not enough coffee, brain damage, whatever you like. They probably all apply. The second Princes of the Shroud book is out, and while I think I put it up on the books page. (reminding self to go check) I missed an actual, like announcing it. it is. A day late and....well you get it.

Princes of the Shroud
book two


now available  :)

Rowri is a priestess with prophetic dreams—and she’s dreamt of her soulmate. So when she volunteers to be the gifted bride in a peace negotiation between her own peoples and the Tolfarians, she is certain that the lilac-skinned man in her visions is the Tolfarian leader she is to marry.

But prophecy is never simple, and visions are never clear. Shayd, a seer and one of the Shrouded, is summoned to transport Rowri to her new husband-to-be. When Rowri sets eyes on his lilac skin, she knows she’s made a terrible mistake—one she’ll have to live with for the rest of her life if she wants to save her people and prevent war.

The two are drawn together, and the fates of two races hinge on the decisions they make. On the precipice of volcanic eruptions, galactic terrorism, and mercenary attacks, Shayd and Rowri must give up every hope of happiness for their people, or sacrifice everything for true love.

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

The Decoy Bride Review

Whenever I find a new author movie, it's like a little dose of Christmas time out of season. Even if the flick turns out to be a stinker, it's another title to add to the list, and most days I'd rather watch a so-so movie about writers than not watch one. :)

Though, I'd usually still rather watch Star Trek.

I found The Decoy Bride by accident, someone mentioned it in a thread and didn't really say much about it, so I hunted it up on the suspicion that it might be "authorly." (It was a writer's page that posted the comment.) After I read the movie description, I still wasn't sure. So I popped open the Netflix queue and decided to watch and see.

I'm happy to say, The Decoy Bride, is in fact about a writer... sort of. It's actually about two. Two, awkward, understated, less than successful writers who are sort of thrown at one another by circumstances. Let romantic comedy ensue.

Actually, the romance portion of our film was not my favorite part. I'm not a huge David Tennant fan (I know, I know. You can throw rocks at me later) and the heroine was a tad too desperate, pathetic, etc for me to really latch onto her. That being said, I still enjoyed the movie. It's still worth watching, but the highlights for me fell into the "other" category.

The story itself is a bit predictable, but the side characters, the local quirks, and the island charm were enough to keep me entertained throughout. I love non-American films and this one didn't disappoint by offering a full dose of quirky, dry humor and quaint situations that kept me chuckling and watching with full attention.

It reminded me a great deal of other quiet films like Local Hero and The Matchmaker, and I would definitely recommend it. In particular if you are not handicapped by an irrational lack of Tennant-itis as I am. I actually liked the actress fiance that you were NOT supposed to be rooting for quite a bit. Her character really surprised me. I expected a spoiled, air-headed Hollywood starlet, and while she has some of that for certain, her character really morphed into a show stealer for me, and I found myself really rooting for her romance to blossom more than the main one. Go figure.

It's a cute film, has writing, books, true love etc.
Definitely worth watching.


Sunday, March 1, 2015

Author Movie Review Time

I found another writer flick and finally got to watch it last night. Okay, I didn't find it. A buddy of mine told me to to watch it, and it's been waiting in my Netflix queue for me to get a spare moment of non-writing time.

Note: yes, I fill my non-writing time with watching movies about writing. Don't  judge me.

So, our review victim of the day is: Not Another Happy Ending. 
 I'm linking  to the IMDB page there so you can catch the cast list, video etc. if you like, but it stars Karen Gillan, Stanley Weber and a whole bunch of other talented British people that we Americans are too narrow-viewed to even know exist. :)

The premise goes like this: Aspiring author desperate to be published lands a two book deal with a small publisher who happens to be a ruggedly handsome (okay, he's freaking gorgeous) Frenchman with a bad attitude who likes to make his authors cry a lot. They bond a little bit over the editing of her book, but when she finds out he changed her terrible title to something else (which she hates) without her permission (check your contract) she throws an ENORMOUS hissy fit and vows to leave his company the second her contract is up...which is after one more book.

So, her first book, OR COURSE is a glowing success and in between she finds a boyfriend reunites with her lost father and gets very, very happy. She gets writers block (hehehe) Hottie publisher decides she can't write unless she's miserable, and a series of humorous and romantic incidents occur in which he tries to sabotage her life to get her to finish his book, when of course, the audience knows it's because he's fallen in love with her....or eventually we do.

So, it starts a little slow, and the portrayal of the industry is a bit... dare I say it, Hollywood.( I know, right? ) So for the first say twenty minutes, I wasn't terribly hooked. The characters were sort of obnoxious and awkward people and the fairy tale first book success grated on me a little. But, somewhere shortly after that, I suddenly fell in love with the whole mess. I think, most likely, it was right about where the weird situation turned into a sweet love triangle, if still a weird one. Anyway, I was highly entertained for most of the film. Almost ruined by the ending (not going to blow it here) but salvaged for me in the last second and now I have a new favorite author movie.

In short: I loved it.
I really loved it. It's quirky. It's not American. It's sweet, and a love story, and about an author. All big wins for me. If you have some non-writing time, and a little patience, Not Another Happy Ending is a great way to spend it.


Monday, January 19, 2015

Releases: War dogs and Assasins

Welcome back from holiday land! I am working very hard at breaking all my New Year's resolutions and having all kinds of fun with this year's Write 1 Sub 1. Y'all know about that, right? It's severely good for productivity, and I'm hoping that participation will result in many more words being written this year.

In the meantime, I have a couple of books freshly out. The second Dogs of War book, Demon Dogs is available at all etailers now, I think. Follow the bouncing like before for the kindle version, but I'm fairly certain it's hit everywhere else as well.

I also have a new Dylan Lowwater story out in the Central Washington Author's Guild annual anthology. This year's theme is Assassins, and the book is really amazing. Lots of good stuff in there most of which is not mine. :) 
I'm enjoying the read a great deal.

And the second Princes of the Shroud book is still coming....soon. :) Keep an eye out and if you want more up to date updates, think about signing up for the newsletter with the link in the sidebar here. I send every sign up a coupon for a free e copy of on of my short story anthologies. 

Best in the New Year to all!

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Happiest of Holidays to All

Just a note to wish you all the Happiest of Holidays!

Readers, Blog followers...

Fellow Authors, 


See y'all in 2015!

Friday, December 5, 2014

War Dogs Cover Reveal

It's Almost Here!! 

Dogs of War series: book two

In Korea, a red cross nurse and an army soldier form a bond that will carry them forward in time...
unfortunately, the demon who destroys their love is coming along for the ride.

And this time...
the demons aren't playing by the rules.

Wednesday, December 3, 2014


Well, I'm not entirely certain that I survived NaNoWriMo this year...I still have a TGIO party to get through and I haven't actually looked at the words I've written yet...but it seems like its mostly over. (mostly over is slightly still going) That being said, it felt like a good time for an update post, a what in the world am I doing and what comes next sort of checking in.

I am still writing. Sometimes its a few words a day, and sometimes it's a few chapters, but school is going and the mini grubs have health issues and I'm spending far to many hours outside my comfortable, well-worn writing chair. Still, there should be some new stories coming, and they'll go something like this:

Princes of the Shroud book two: SEEN is set to release any day now.
Dogs of War: Demon Dogs: should be the same. I'm crossing my fingers it lands soon, cause yall know the war dog series is my favorite, right? At least, this week.
Kingdoms Gone book four: Blame the Bearer will release on Christmas day in ebook and shortly (very shortly) after in paper.
Here area few pretty covers so the post has images...

I should have a cover to reveal for Demon Dogs any time now too...but I've seen the mockup and I LOVE IT.

Shorter stuff: 
I have shorts coming out in the Strange Little Girls anthology from Belladonna Press and the Space Opera antho from Geminid Press. Both look like they're going to be fabulous books and I'm thrilled about the stories' inclusion. 

The Dogs of War/Corduroy County Coven crossover novella is written and will be edited and available as soon as I can physically make that happen. There should also be a Shift Happens short and a new standalone elf/romance/novella type thingy coming. (working on that as we speak.)

Aside from releases, I'll be at both Radcon and Norwescon again this year. So far that's the sum total of my con appearances, but if more pop up they'll be under the NEWS tab.
I also have the serial still running over at Jukepop and on this blog: 
and there will be a new, unique, possibly bizzarro blog fiction dealy coming that I'm really excited for, but is totally top secret for now. 

Stay tuned. When it goes live, I'll be crowing about it here.

~ Frances

Monday, October 27, 2014

NaNo Of The Novella

I almost missed my annual NaNoWriMo posting. Not that there's any danger of a lack of blog posts about the event. The interwebs are practically bursting with the "to nano or not to nano" opinion articles that range from exposing NaNoWriMo as the event that single-handedly ruined the publishing universe to all out zealotry claiming the sport as the holy salvation of all literary pursuits.

I accept neither of those extremes, just so we're clear. the interest of brevity and to avoid redundancy, I'm not going to talk about the event exactly. I will say that, yes, I am participating again. I will say that, should you have little ones romping around your ankles, I highly recommend you direct them to the Young Writer's Program at as soon as possible.

I'll be doing something a little different this year. For the first time since 2007 I won't be writing a single novel in November. Instead, I'm tossing off a string of novellas and shorts set in some of my series' worlds. Hopefully, I'll get to most of them.

The tie-ins I'm definitely aiming for are:

A Dogs of War novella crossing over into the Corduroy County Coven series
A Shift Happens novella featuring the invisible Ian. And possibly a Christmas short set in the same universe.
A Kingdoms Gone short
and the Seelie/Unseelie story I've had in  mind for a Changeling Race novella forever and ever.

So...wish me luck.
And if you choose to take the NaNoWriMo month to task, I wish you the same.

Happy penning,