Monthly Archive for May, 2010

Mind the Gap!

I can’t tell you how good it is to be back in the UK. I really love it here, and this is a good example of why:

It’s a sausage and mash shop, called S&M. You just don’t get that in the States! Not sausage and mash shops, let alone fetish-inspired sausage and mash shops.

The first night I was in, we went out with a friend from Edinburgh, Sarah, whom I haven’t seen in ages. It was a treat to see her, and the Afghani restaurant we went to was delicioso. Check out the glaze on this baby . . .

It’s like a tongue! And it was gorgeous. Here’s a not very appetizing shot of the food, but I swear to you it was lovely:

After dinner, we went out for a few drinks. Here’s Ruth and Sarah, and Ruth and me.


It was a great night, and great to see Sarah again. She has the loveliest Edinburgh accent, and is an absolute hoot. Or a hoooooooot.

The next morning we went to an absolutely amazing deli:

We both had a hard time deciding what to order, as everything looked amazing . . .

Eventually, however, we settled on the bread board (evil); the bacon, egg, and caramelized onion tart; and the cheese blintzes. As my friend Arlene says, it was fat girl heaven.

It was outrageously delicious.

So that was my first night/day in London! After lunch, we packed up and left for Brighton, where I’m blogging from. I’ll blog last night’s and today’s adventures soon! There is much food; my cover artist, Sharon Tancredi; and an incredibly hilarious buy from a sex shop. But you’ll have to wait for that one, we’re off to meet Sharon for another night out! Yay!

RT Review of Tracking the Tempest!

Yay! They like it! They really like it!

Romantic Times has given Jane & Co’s sequel 4.5 stars, saying, “The trajectory of Jane’s first-person adventures means that this increasingly hazardous ride is fast and furious, but the author still takes time to develop character and relationships. Peeler deftly proves she knows how to tell  an irresistible story!”

In the immortal words of Team America . . . “FUCK YEAH!”

Travels and Pimpage

All rightie folks, it’s that time of year: Dr. Peeler is on the move. When summer hits I’m like Flash Gordon . . . only chubbier. And a girl.

I am writing this post from Elburn, Illinois, at my parent’s house. But tomorrow I am flying to London. I’m super excited to be back in the UK; I’ve missed it terribly. I will also be reunited with Dr. Ruth, with whom I travelled around the US last summer. There will, undoubtedly, be many a blog post highlighting food; spa treatments; and prisoney, tattoed men. The three things I like best in life.

So look forward to that! When I return, I’ll be going to Maine with my mom; my former high school English teacher, Mrs. Bunch; and my very good friend, Loren, on what I like to think of as a cross-generational Girls Gone Wild trip. We’ll be staying in Bar Harbor and Eastport, the latter of which is one of the settings for Tempest Rising. I’ll be sure to visit the Old Sow and take lots of pictures.

When I come back from Maine,  I do laundry then turn around a day later to fly to Pittsburgh. There, I will look for a place to live, after which I will drive out to Greensburg for Seton Hill’s June MFA residency. I won’t be teaching any modules, yet, but I’ll be introduced and I’ll also get to meet the people I’ll be mentoring, which I’m very excited about.

I will also get Bessie, my new iPad. So. Excited.

So that’s my June! I will eventually return to Shreveport, where I will definitely Do Some Stuff for Tracking. A signing. Or something. I’m working on it, now.

In the meantime, however, you’ve got some sweet stuff to distract you. Not least of all . . . some new League releases!

First off is Michelle Rowen’s Demon Princess: Reign Check. How cute is this cover?

Love the shiny!

Second up is a book I am VERY excited about. I am a total fangirl of Stacia’s, which means I love it when she publishes new books. I also love it when she grabs my boobs, something she does quite often. But that’s classified as an Official League Secret, so I will say no more. The book Stacia’s got out today is the first book in what looks to be an AMAZING, challenging series that will expand the boundaries of UF as a genre. It’s Unholy Ghosts, people, and you need to go buy it:

That’s your pimpage for the day, peeps. I’ll be seeing you soon . . . and soon I’ll have another extract from Tracking the Tempest! Because my own release date is coming up shortly. Agh! That’s all I have to say on the matter. :-)

Guest Post: Kait Nolan

Without further ado, here’s a guest post by Kait Nolan! Her contact details are at the bottom of the post. Tomorrow I’ll have some fresh pimpage for you!

The Dreaded Valley of the Shadow of the Middle

Writing a book is like taking a journey.  I know, hardly the most original analogy, but go with me here.  You, the intrepid, bright-eyed writer, start out with a buzz of excitement and a steady pace.  You’re leaving behind the familiar and look forward to exploring new lands with excitement.  Then the wave of New Shiny excitement runs out toward the end of the setup and first Act of your novel, and the journey begins to get more difficult.  The carrion eaters are beginning to circle. 

You have now reached the Dreaded Valley of the Shadow of the Middle.  :cue ominous music:

I can’t tell you how many books I’ve had die in this long and lonely place.  Even if I could see the end of the journey and knew how the story should end, I had no idea what the heck happened in the middle to get them there.  :looks around:  Wait.  Is that the skull of that werewolf I abandoned here last year?  :clutches mighty pen tighter:

At the risk of sounding all “go plotters!”, I have to say that largely this was a symptom of the fact that I was a pantser.  So I went through this long process of trying to make the switch, writing out a series of connected scenes until I came out the other side.  But that mired me so deep in the swamp of the And Then’s that the book suffocated from boredom and lack of direction. 

Was I to be defeated by the Dreaded Valley of the Shadow of the Middle AGAIN? 

No, I was not!  Fear not, brave writer, there is a MAP!  You have a guide through the dangerous terrain of the DVSM and it does not involve plotting.  Well, not exactly anyway.  In order to safely traverse the DVSM, you must prepare for the journey.  If you were planning on hiking the Appalachian Trail, you wouldn’t go off without packing the necessary gear, would you?  Neither should you try to push through the DVSM without proper preparation. 

If the idea of needing to know every single step your character is going to take makes you quell and whimper, don’t worry.  You’re not alone.  When you go on a trip with your Google Map directions in hand , you don’t know every inch of your route.  What you do know are the list of major towns you’ll be going through.  Maybe some of the big landmarks you’ll be passing by.  What you DO need are these towns/landmarks/major stopping points by which to orient yourself.  This is the basis of what Larry Brooks calls story structure.  He is my favorite writing guru, and I shall send you forthwith to check out his blog series on story structure (start on this page and work your way chronologically forward) and thence to purchase the ebook (which is totally worth its weight in gold).  [Note: I’m not an affiliate or anything, I just really love his stuff.]

You need to know your First Plot Point.  This is the primary conflict, the thing that imparts meaning to the story arc.  It’s probably where you ran out of gas at the end of the New Shiny setup.  Up to this point, your characters have been just strolling along with their normal lives, then BOOM, something changes everything.  That’s your FPP and what follows it is Act 2.

The Setup: You’re living your peaceful country life. Although you sometimes dream of adventure, you’re very happy.

The First Plot Point: Then, out of nowhere, someone comes along and steals your whatsis, a precious family heirloom, and breaks your poor mother’s heart. You realize that you must venture forth in pursuit of this evil-doer and reclaim your family whatsis.

During Act 2 your hero is a wanderer.  You’ve got three things to go for in this section: 

1) A retreat and a regrouping.   Your FPP just knocked your hero on his butt.  He needs to regroup, to think.  To figure out how to deal with stuff.

You find try to track the thief by means of your paltry magic talent, which was great for finding lost pigs back home, but it backfires, make you weaker than before. Still you’re committed and move forward.

2) A doomed attempt to take action.  Hero tries to do something to solve the conflict.  It doesn’t work (because if it worked you wouldn’t have a story). 

You catch up to the thief only to find that this is no mere thief but a sorcerer, and you barely escape his mojo with your person intact. However, you press onward.
 

3) A reminder of the nature of the antagonistic force.  Straight up, let the bad guys gain some ground.  Show them as worthy opponents who, right now, look like they’re going to win.  (That would be the sorcerer with the bad mojo).

See there?  A LIST of stuff your hero should be trying!  And all of this leads up to your next big stop off: The Midpoint, which is the contextual shift in your story that changes things for the hero and pumps up the conflict and dramatic tension. 

And next thing you know, you come upon the information that your whatsis holds great magic! Your talent passed to you through a long line of sorcerers, but your family has been in hiding, guarding the whatsis. Now that it is in the hands of the enemy, it must be recovered or it means certain DOOM for all good folk everywhere. You must learn to harness your power to get it back. Come on, use that Force.

Well, with the knowledge that deep inside you lives a kick-ass sorcerer, and that the fate of the world hangs in the balance, you sally forth out of the midpoint with a new determination to get that whatsis.

After that comes Act 3 (and just FYI, we’re operating on a 4 act structure here) during which your hero is a warrior.  This is the attack phase.  He’s committed now and during Act 3 he’s going to take proactive action against the antagonistic force as well as combating his inner demons.  But of course the antagonistic force is stepping up its game too, overcoming its weakness in pursuit of its own agenda or quest. 

But now the evil one knows you’re coming. He knows that you know, and he’s not playing around anymore. He’s going to kick your fictional butt. Duck!

All that leads up to your next major stop off: the second plot point (SPP), which is the LAST important piece of the puzzle that the hero needs to become the major catalyst in the story’s resolution.  Or as Larry summarizes, “It’s when the chase scene starts.”   It’s also where the Dreaded Valley of the Shadow of the Middle ENDS.  You’re in Act 4 and on the downhill slope and running toward the finish line.

And now here you are, at the castle complete with skulls and scary birds and what have you. It seems impossible that you will get in, never mind escape with the whatsis. But then, into your hands, yet properly foreshadowed, falls that the key, not only to entry, but to his ultimate undoing. If, of course, you really are brave and true enough for the job.

This is all the stuff of the middle.  If you arm yourself with a rudimentary map, complete with your first plot point, midpoint, and second plot points, with some idea of how the bad guy shows his stuff in both Act 2 and Act 3, you’re going to find that it’s a lot easier to make it through the DVSM.  And please, don’t stop with my abbreviated and paltry summary.  Go check out the full series on story structure.  It just might be the thing that saves those flagging books from certain death in the Dreaded Valley of the Shadow of the Middle.  [Note: Thank you to my awesome crit partner Susan Bischoff for this illustrative five minute summary story.]

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For those who are interested, my debut paranormal romance novella, Forsaken By Shadow, is available at Scribd, Smashwords, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and the iBookstore.  It is the first in the Mirus series.

Banished from their world with his memory wiped, Cade Shepherd doesn’t remember his life as Gage Dempsey, nor the woman he nearly died for. But when Embry Hollister’s father is kidnapped by military scientists, the only one she can turn to is the love from her past. Will Gage remember the Shadow Walker skills he learned from her father? If they survive, will Embry be able to walk away again?

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Pimpage!

Firstly, the stunning Leaguer, Jackie Kessler, has written a serialized novel that she’s revealing on her website. Here’s the prologue! Jackie writes UF, YA, and comic book novels, all of which can be found here. The novel in serialization, Hell to Pay, is part of Jackie’s awesome UF series, Hell on Earth.

And in other League news, Richelle Mead’s latest Vampire Acadamy book, Spirit Bound, has just been released!

I’ve not yet read this series, but it’s been floating around my TBR pile for forever, and I’m really looking forward to digging in. I am always so impressed by Richelle’s professionalism whenever I see her at cons: she’s definitely one of my authorial heroes. :-)

We’ve got more League releases coming soon, so keep your eyes peeled! Or I’ll do it for you! Cuz I’m a Peeler. Get it? A Peeler?

I need a nap.

Book Deal and Day Job Announcements!

I am so excited to announce all sorts of good stuff!

First of all, there’s going to be MORE JANE TRUE! Orbit has bought Jane True, Books 4, 5, and 6. Don’t ask me what they’re going to be called, because I am totally stuck. “Tempest” related names seemed like SUCH a good idea . . . till I ran the fuck out of ideas. Number six might wind up “Tempest Bledsoe.” Just a warning.

But, names aside, there’s going to be MORE JANE! Which makes me so unbelievably happy, not least because I can continue working with everyone at Orbit. They’ve been SO great, and I feel so very honored and humbled by their faith in me.

So that’s some huge news, and very exciting. But equally huge and exciting is that I am on the move, again!

I’ve adored my time at LSUS. My colleagues and students couldn’t have been more amazing. But my life has changed so much with the publication of the books, and it’s more than a little scary working for Louisiana higher ed when there’s a budget crisis. So I am thrilled to announce that I’m moving to teach as an assistant professor in Seton Hill’s MFA program for Writing Popular Fiction. Yes, you read that correctly . . . it’s an MFA specifically for popular, publishable fiction. Here’s the blurb from our website:

http://www.setonhill.edu/index.cfm

The Master of Fine Arts in Writing Popular Fiction at Seton Hill is one of the only programs in the country that teaches writers to create – and market – the fiction that sells. Upon graduation from Seton Hill’s program, you will have completed a full-length market-ready novel, earned a Master of Fine Arts degree from a leading liberal arts University, and become part of a supportive network of published authors.

Seton Hill University’s unique Master of Fine Arts in Writing Popular Fiction teaches students to write marketable novels in popular genres like mystery, romance, science fiction, horror, and fantasy. Additional specialties include literature for children and adolescents, and cross-genre blends like romantic suspense or young adult mysteries. Knowing that graduate students have many obligations, Seton Hill has designed a flexible, intensive-residency format that allows you to earn a Master of Fine Arts degree while working full-time or caring for a family. One-on-one mentoring by established writers enables students to develop a writing project in a genre of their choice. Online contact with other participants ensures that students become part of a writing community and that they receive varied commentary on their work-in-progress. Week long residencies, twice each year, inform and enliven the writing experience, bringing students together on Seton Hill’s campus to learn the basics and complexities of popular fiction. Lectures and workshops by guest writers of regional and national fame (and editors, agents and publishers) add extra impact to the residency experience.

How cool is that? This semester, I’ll be mentoring students who are writing Urban Fantasy, and teaching at least one online course. I’ll also get an iPad, which I will name Bessie.

So I’m moving to Pittsburgh, people! Seton Hill is in Greensburg, but I’m a city gal by nature. The idea of walking to get a coffee THRILLS me. And in Pittsburgh, I’ll be closer to my family and friends in Chicago, my friends on the East Coast, and an airport from which I can go wherever I please (not just DFW).

That said, I am very sad to leave Shreveport and my friends, colleagues, and students here in Louisiana. I’ve loved my time here and y’all couldn’t have been more welcoming and generous. Thank you so much for a beautiful run, and I will miss you all very, very much. Look me up if you’re in Pennsylvania. :-)

Moore’s Modern Day Love Story . . . With Added Vamp!

I heart Christopher Moore, I heart him hard. So I was stupidly excited when his publicist got in touch with me about doing a review and a contest for Moore’s latest book, Bite Me: A Love Story. I immediately said yes, although I explained that I don’t do reviews, per se. I have strong feelings about authorship and reviewing, which I won’t air here, but I absolutely don’t mind the combination of authorship and recommendations. If I really like a book, I want to gush about it, as I’m a gushy sorta person. I was also highly confident that I would enjoy Moore’s latest, as I think he’s one of the smartest people we have in the biz.

That said, I also realized Bite Me was part of a trilogy, and one that I had not yet read. And so, as soon as my free copy of Bite Me arrived, I went out and bought the first and second books of the trilogy, Bloodsucking Fiends and You Suck. Needless to say, that is one smart publicist. ;-)

I’ve finally read all three, and I wasn’t wrong to assume I’d want to recommend them. I loved the lot, and thought they actually got stronger as a series over the course of the trilogy. What I appreciated about them is what I love about Moore’s books, in general. On the one hand, they are absolutely unrealistic, urban-fantasy romps starring immortal vampires who trawl the earth turning mortals for fun. And yet, they are also so utterly real, with so much empathy, honesty, and a spirit that even as it exposes the banalities of our human condition also insists on scratching a bit deeper to reveal that which is, if not good, at least courageous and kind. Furthermore, as a woman and as a practitioner of the dreaded Gender Studies–and one who focused on MasculinityStudies, at that–I adore Moore’s depiction of men. Men in UF tend to be either Villains or Heroes. To whom the latter seem to have genuine “issues” added simply to make them extra-needy of their heroines. In other words, the men are either perfectly evil, or perfectly imperfect in a “fix-him up” sort of way.

Moore toes a difficult line with his own male characters. His men aren’t Postmodern sacks of angst and anomie, nor are they caricatures of outdated alpha-male masculinity. You won’t catch them masturbating with the family dinner, a la Portnoy, although I wouldn’t leave your socks laying around; and neither are they twirling broadswords as they contemplate their mortal lover’s Pure and Beautiful Soul that Quenches the Darkness Inside of Overly-Muscled Dark Souled Immortals. Instead Moore’s men seem like something much more difficult to write, I’d imagine . . . men who are decent, and vulnerable. Men who know their limitations and yet aspire to greater things, whether it be to write, or to fall in love, or just to find that elusive really good pizza joint.

They’re the men whom, if we’re lucky enough, we’ve dated. And probably broken up with. And then wondered whatever happened to that nice guy from Hoboken . . .

Moore’s ability to write an interesting, original (if paradoxically familiar) male character definitely shines in this trilogy. C. Thomas Flood is a gem of a Moore hero, not least because Moore writes a man-boy (Tommy is only nineteen) to perfection. But what I really loved about these books was that I was as impressed by Moore’s characterization of Jody, the female lead, as I was by his men. In fact, Bloodsucking Fiends actually starts from a POV focused on Jody, and Moore does a stellar job capturing the general anxiety of the Cosmo generation. Without giving away any spoilers, I thought his choices for Jody at the end of the series, in Bite Me, were both brave and insightful. Not least because Moore resists the temptation to depict love as simple, something I admire greatly.

Ultimately, I think what Moore gets about people, and which makes him a rarity, is how hard is life, really. Even for those who appear comfortable, or confident, or simply accepting of circumstances, life is difficult and our chances to grasp at happiness both frightening and fleeting.

He also says, “fucksticks.” A lot. A word that makes me giggle, every time I read it.

Tracking the Tempest: Two Months and Counting

I know you think I’d forgotten, but I was just making all y’all writhe in an . . . tici . . . pation . . .

Here’s a second reading from Tracking The Tempest:

RT in Review

I have one thing to say about Romantic Times: I loved it.

The fans were awesome, I had SO MUCH FUN with the League and the other authors, and the con, itself, couldn’t have been more well organized. I also adored Columbus and the actual location of the convention. There’s nothing worse, to me, than being trapped in the middle of nowhere in a hotel, but the Hyatt Columbus is in a great area, close to bars, restaurants, and even a farmer’s market where you could buy fresh produce and deliciously evil ice cream.

I arrived a day late, unfortunately, to find that things were already in full swing. And by full swing I mean most of the League already looked decidedly hung over. The rest of the con was a bit of a blur, but a blur of hilarity; loads of fantastic friends, both old and new; and, admittedly, a lot of food and booze. Here’s a wee RT in Pictures (some of which I’ve stolen from other people’s websites–with permission–as I’m rubbish at taking photos):

The Hyatt Columbus did some really smart customer outreach by having a Twitter Fairy: Basically, people were hashtagging #RT10 on Twitter, and if anyone said anything about needing hangers, for example, hangers would magically appear in their room, that night. Pretty soon people caught on, and I asked for dancing girls and champagne. I got the champagne, which was lovely. And the hotel, in general, was wonderful: clean, great service, and an absolutely marvelous location. The nearby North Market was my heaven.

I’m sure y’all have seen other pics of Diana Rowland’s Creepy Doll, but here are two from my own phone. In the first, Kat Richardson reacts with appropriate horror. In the second, Dakota’s maternal instincts extend even to Creepy Doll, whom Dakota teaches to play drums. Creepy Doll only tried to stab Dakota twice with the drum sticks. I love the look on Jeanne Stein’s face almost as much as I love Jeanne, herself. Classic! And you can just see Carolyn Crane peeping out behind Jeanne. She’s adorable! Carolyn, Jeanne Stein and I will be rocking Rom Com this summer, so look out for us, if you’re there.

Meanwhile, Diana took that damned doll everywhere. Here she is out with us for food (fried cheese curds!). That’s me, Jaye Wells, Tor’s Heather Osborne, and Zombie Joe (who made us lovely cupcakes). Meanwhile, I stole this picture directly from Lucienne Diver’s blog. Lucienne is an agent and writer and absolute bombshell who I really enjoyed hanging out with. Check out the rest of her RT pics at her site!

Here’s another couple of pics from Lucienne’s site:

Me with John Scalzi and my gorgeous critique partner, Diana Rowland.

I was rocking out my vampire heart fake tattoos, and for the final big night I went for something super subtle and classy. It’s about time the girls earned their keep!

Probably the coolest thing at RT was the League and our Passports to Snark. Mario Acevedo and Mark Henry cooked up the plan, and it worked a treat. And by treat, I mean I have never seen such foulness spewed onto a page as was spewed onto those passports. And everything said about me (especially by Mario!) is a foul lie. A lie, I tell you! A lie.

Here’s my little set up for the GINORMOUS signing on Saturday. I was sitting on the very end of a slightly extended row. So I watched as the doors to the signing opened, and hundreds of people came running towards me . . . and then past me, and on to J. R. Ward’s ticketed line. I had a good giggle, at that, once I came out from underneath my chair.

Dinner with @jayewells and @NicolePeeler whoa!! on Twitpic

Another highlight of RT was the fact my wondrous editor, the Eye of Sauron herself, Devi Pillai, came to RT! She took Jaye Wells and me to  a lovely dinner, and here’s a picture Devi took of the two of us. I think I should get the tattoos for real. My mother would be thrilled.

My final night at RT (Saturday) meant only one thing: Suite party (hosted by the effervescent Michele Bardsley), featuring Erotic Readings by the League. Apparently it’s an old tradition, one that I was thrilled to enjoy. But before the readings, there were all sorts of shenanigans. Including the gifting of these Fetish Feet to Mark Henry, although the model in question is the absolutely fabulous Sophie Littlefield. I hung out quite a bit with her, Julie Goodson Lawe, and Rachael Herron. I am slightly obsessed with all three of them, as they are rockin’ ladies.

Here are some live action shots of Mark Henry and Stacia Kane reading their amazing, amazing smut. The word “glutinous” was used at some point, and not to describe Elmer’s Glue. I was transfixed and inspired. Look for “glutionous” in my next work . . . it will be hot. And sticky.

To round out my pictures, I’ll leave you with my favorite of the lot. The moment Stacia broke Mark. It was beautiful.

Enjoy! And I will definitely be seeing you at RT, next year, in LA. If I were any more excited, I could spit. Glutinously!