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Sunday, August 31, 2014

Guest Blogger: LM Brown

Please welcome fellow author LM Brown, who is going to talk about her newest release, Forbidden Waters.

Welcome to Atlantis

Of all the underwater cities lost to us, hidden below the waves, Atlantis, if it ever existed outside of the imagination of Plato, is certainly the most famous. 

Goodness, wouldn't every writer want to make up a place that has lasted in the memories of mankind as long as Atlantis has? 

But I get side-tracked. What if the legend of this enduring continent which sank below the ocean thousands of years ago didn't end there?

For my Mermen & Magic series, I took the idea that Atlantis didn't simply end after the disaster that sank it.  What if the Atlantean gods and goddesses helped their people to survive beneath the ocean?  What if the indigenous mer people and the Atlanteans learned to share their space in the ocean?  An alliance between two vastly different species, both watched over by the Atlantean pantheon, who gave their human followers the ability to survive at great depths and at the same time adopted the mer people as their own.

Two worlds, combined into one centuries before, but now torn apart.

In the present day the Atlanteans are gone from Atlantis and only the mer remain there.  Atlantis is a decaying city protected and hidden by the controlled, but untamed, sea dragons.  It is the only safe haven in the ocean for the mer.

The temples of the gods and goddesses are deserted and the immortals who once watched over them are mostly absent.   No longer worshipped by the Atlanteans and the mer people, their powers are weakened, but are mysteriously growing once again.

In the Atlantis of my new series the city is about to come to life once more.

For as long as there are those searching for the lost continent, for as long as there are writers bringing it to life in fiction, the legend of the lost city of Atlantis never truly dies. 

I hope readers enjoy my take on Atlantis.



Blurb

To save his clan from ever-increasing shark attacks, merman Kyle seeks sanctuary for his people in the sunken city of Atlantis, even though he knows that as a homosexual merman, he will be sacrificing his own chance for love. Love finds him anyway in the form of Prince Finn, the rebellious young heir to the Atlantean throne.

When their relationship is discovered, Kyle is the one to pay the price. Banished from the oceans, he seeks shelter in England and finds a new love with human, Jake Seabrook.

For Jake, Kyle is the chance to move on from the crush he has on his straight best friend. The strange man he found naked on the beach seems to fit into his life with ease.  If only Kyle weren’t keeping secrets from him, Jake could see them having a future together.

Things are not what they seem for either of the men and when Kyle discovers the truth about Finn, he knows he must return to Atlantis.

Three men, a tangled relationship, and one chance for happiness—if they can trust enough to take it.


Excerpt

Kyle passed Calder his trident back and once he was alone, he started to test the weapons for weight, length and sharpness. He had just picked up his fifth trident when he heard a movement behind him. He spun round on reflex and nearly speared the young prince through the chest.
“That’s some weapon you have there,” the prince said with a grin, as he pushed the trident aside carelessly. Kyle hoped the prince realised how lucky he was the prongs on this particular weapon were blunt. “You insulted me when you left the palace.”
Kyle cringed. “I apologise, Your Highness. This is all very new to me.”
“Finn.”
“What?”
“My name’s Finn.”
Kyle felt a little ignorant at not knowing the name of the prince and heir of Atlantis already. He wondered if he was in trouble for his not entirely unintentional insult.
“You never answered my question, either,” Finn said.
“You didn’t ask me a question.”
Finn rolled his eyes. “Fine, you never clarified just how many of those mer-babies are yours—or whether my guess was right.”
Kyle thought about lying and repeating King Nereus’ reason for not knowing the answer, but he was by nature an honest merman and he decided the truth was probably the best option. If he chose to stay in Atlantis, he would no doubt be caught in the lie anyway. “You guessed correctly,” he admitted.
Finn’s grin widened. “And how many of those pretty mermaids you’ve brought with you to Atlantis have you taken?”
“I don’t see how that’s any of your business.” Prince or not, Kyle didn’t want to answer his impertinent question.
Finn moved forward and ran a finger down the centre of Kyle’s chest. “Would you like me to guess how many?”
“Not really.”
Finn learned close, as though he might whisper in his ear, even though they spoke telepathically. “None.”
“Wrong,” Kyle replied with a grin of his own.
“One then,” Finn amended, “before you realised your preference for the males of our species.”
Kyle kept his expression blank as Finn summed up his entire sexual experience with mermaids in one eerily accurate sentence.
“I’m right, aren’t I?” Finn stroked his hand over Kyle’s smooth chest. Most mermen didn’t develop excessive body hair. Although there were a few exceptions, Kyle was with the majority in being smooth skinned. “How many mermen have you taken as a lover?”
The prince was certainly persistent in his questioning. Kyle pushed his hand away irritably. “What do you care if I’ve had relations with a hundred mermen?”
Finn didn’t take a hint and put his hand back where it had been a moment before. “Have you known a hundred?”
Kyle could tell he wasn’t going to get away with evasive answers, so he decided to stick to the truth in the hope Finn would be satisfied and disappear back to his palace before Calder or one of the trainees came in and saw them.
“I’ve taken just one merman as a lover.”
“Is he here in Atlantis?”
“Why do you want to know?”
“I’m curious about my competition.” Finn smiled up at him through his flyaway hair. “Is he here?”
“No. He chose to find a new clan where he could love who he wants without censure.”
“Why didn’t you go with him?” Finn appeared genuinely curious.
“I have a duty to my clan to see them safe. That comes before my own selfish desires.”
Finn finally removed his hand from Kyle’s chest and swam back a couple of feet. “There are options if you still desire the touch of a merman here in Atlantis,” Finn said. “If you know where to look.”


Buy Link


By the time this post goes live Forbidden Waters will also be available at Amazon, All Romance Ebooks and many other online stories. 

Bio

L.M. Brown lives in England, in a quaint little village time doesn't seem to have touched. No, wait a minute—that's the retirement biography. Right now, she is in England in a medium sized town no one has ever heard of, so she won't bore you with the details. Keeping her company are numerous sexy men. She just wishes they weren't all inside her head.

L.M. believes there is nothing hotter or sweeter than two men in love with each other… unless it is three.

L.M. Brown loves hearing from readers so don't be shy.

Links

Where to find L.M. Brown
Twitter - @LMBrownAuthor


Thanks for stopping by, LM, come back again soon!

Friday, April 29, 2011

Blog Exchange with LM Brown

Don't touch that dial, you're not imagining things!  I haven't undergone plastic surgery, I've had a blog-ectomy! Today LM Brown and I are exchanging blogs - she's here and I'm there, and we're both going to talk to you from the comfort of our mobile office on the subject of fanfiction.   Welcome LM here, and you can find me here at http://lmbrownauthor.blogspot.com.

Spend some time with both of us and let us know what you think on this potentially volatile subject!  Here's your coffee, LM, shall we get started?


What constitutes “real” writing?

Fan fiction is one of the hobbies that has grown in popularity enormously following the arrival of the internet.  It has got a lot of bad press over the years and many do not consider it to be real writing at all. 

Admittedly there is a lot of bad fan fiction out there – but there is also a lot of good, at least if you know where to look for it.  Personally, when I am looking for good fan fiction I go on recommendations from writers that I have already discovered.

But the stigma of fan fiction still remains and many people refuse to accept fan fiction as real writing.  I disagree.  I believe it is simply a different type of writing, just as writing a technical manual for a new computer program is different to writing a best selling novel.  No one would ever dispute that either of these are real writers, so why is fan fiction any different? 

Just consider the number of fandoms where published books spawned from a television series, for example, are available to buy.  Many of those are written by people who had nothing to do with the various shows, but no one would accuse them of not being real writers.

I am a self-confessed writer of fan fiction and have been for nearly ten years. 

I have always enjoyed writing but didn’t delve into fan fiction until 2003.  I had not written anything for a number of years at this point due to full time work and evening classes.  My writing had been shoved away in a closet and was largely forgotten about.  I stumbled into fan fiction more by accident than design and found it both easier and more difficult to write than my own stories. 

On the one hand fan fiction can make a writer lazy.  The author of the fandom you are writing has already done the leg work of world building and you know in advance that any reader looking up fan fiction will already know the ins and outs of the world you are writing about.  The places and people are already drawn for you and it is remarkably easy to skim over that part to get to the plot you are writing.

It can be quite nice to know that the reader is familiar with the world you are writing about, but woe betide any fan fiction author who makes a mistake in the details of that world.  The readers in the fandom are a stickler for detail and are more than ready to jump on every mistake they find.  If you want to brush up on keeping track of the tiniest of details, fan fiction can be a great place to start… at least providing you know the fandom well.

Something else you will find is that the fan fiction readers are always eager to tell you if a character is acting out of character.  Of course, only the author of the fandom will be able to tell you for sure how any of their characters would act in the situation you are placing them in, but their readers often know the characters nearly as well.

When writing your own original stories you should know your characters pretty well, but even the most accomplished of writers can have a character who undergoes a complete personality transplant during the course of a book.  I am sure every reader can think of at least one instance of this happening.  I know I can.

Writing a novel is a time consuming process; writing fan fiction can be equally so.  I spend just as much time researching details in the fandom I am writing for as I do researching things for my own stories.  It is just important to me that everything is correct, to the best of my ability, no matter what type of writing I am doing.

My fan fiction remains online for those who continue to read it.  None of it is professionally edited, and most of it is unbeta’d, but I am reluctant to take it down for various reasons.  It may not be what everyone considers “real” writing, but I work as hard to write those stories as I do my original fiction stories.  They may not be as polished as my published stories, but I put a great deal of effort into each and every one.  One of my longer stories took me at least two years to complete and I put my heart and soul into that story, just as I do for any of my original fiction stories.

Many fan fiction writers who become published vanish from their fandoms.  Their stories are removed from the internet and for years afterwards people continue to hear about them and mourn their loss.

I would, however, hope that my stories remain online for many years to come.


L.M. Brown can be found at http://lmbrownauthor.webs.com/


Touch of a Ghost by L.M. Brown      

Blurb

Andy Jessop wants a life without ghosts. He doesn’t want to see, hear, or talk to them. Ignoring them should be relatively simple. 

But Andy soon finds that Benji Richards, an eternally gorgeous ghost from the fifties, is not so easy to ignore.

Halloween night is approaching and both Andy and Benji know what it could mean for them. From sunset to sunrise, it is the one night of the year when a mortal can feel the touch of a ghost.


Excerpt (Mild R rated)

Andy could ignore rattling pots and piercing screams with no problem, but how could he hope to ignore a shirtless Benji, draped enticingly across his bed?

Andy couldn't resist much longer, especially when Benji took control of the television and persistently altered the channel he had chosen.

"What about this one?" Benji suggested as he changed the channel again, this time to a porn film.

Andy ignored him and turned the channel back to the news.

Benji smirked and switched it back again. "You can't tell me you've never watched a porno before."

Andy gritted his teeth, determined to neither confirm nor deny the teasing accusation. Even if he were in the mood for watching some porn, the straight stuff that Benji had put on wasn't to his taste at all. He reached out to switch the channel yet again, only to find Benji had taken the remote and moved it to the other end of the sofa.

It took every ounce of his willpower not to glare at the ghost as he grabbed the remote and switched off the television.

Benji chuckled and twisted round so he faced Andy.

"I can't believe you're still ignoring me. We could have so much fun together if you'd just stop being so stubborn."

Andy closed his eyes and rested his head back on the sofa. He forced himself not to look at the way Benji toyed with the belt of his jeans.

"Did you know that you're the only single gay man in the building?" Benji asked. "Apart from me, but I guess I don't really count."

Andy hadn't known that, and honestly, he hadn't really thought about it. He doubted he could even name half of the residents in the building.

"There's only five people in the building who regularly watch porn," Benji continued. "And all they watch is the straight stuff."

Andy suspected he knew where this might be going.

"Would it kill you to watch a bit of gay porn now and then?" Benji whispered, sounding far closer than he had been when Andy had closed his eyes.

Andy sighed and opened his eyes. Benji had moved closer. A few more inches and the ghost would be in his bloody lap.

"Just one film? Or I may have to consider getting my thrills some other way…"

Andy shivered involuntarily at the implied meaning behind the words.

"You're a healthy young man," Benji continued, his voice low and seductive. "Sooner or later you'll need relief, and if you won't let me watch the occasional porno…"

Andy didn't know whether Benji would actually carry out his unspoken threat, but he found instead of being shocked or angry, the idea of Benji watching him while he masturbated actually turned him on.

"You like that idea, don't you?" Benji murmured in his ear. "Even if you won't admit you can see and hear me, your cock tells me otherwise."


Available from Silver Publishing
http://silverpublishing.info/product_book_info/glbt-paranormal-c-53_56/touch-of-a-ghost-p-97