Friday, January 21, 2022
New Year, New Me?
Friday, March 19, 2021
Seasonal Stories #scifi #paranormal #romance
But with a new book release tomorrow as well, I decided to look back at the seasonal stories I've written, published, or am still agonising over.
A few years ago I decided I wanted to write some holiday stories. They seemed popular and I like a challenge. Unfortunately my muse didn't like the challenge of Christmas in Space, so that kind of stymied that idea. Fortunately I can't confine myself to one genre (as long as it's speculative) so a paranormal Halloween story offered itself as an option...even if it did start out as a 13 year old young witch who managed to morph into a 30-ish year old warlock. Such fun! It also happened to be set in my favourite season of the year - autumn - but shh! Don't tell the others! Just look at the glorious colours in that cover, part of what I love about that time of year.
But muse still wouldn't play ball with a Christmas story. Instead I turned to more pagan origins and a winter solstice story. I could do that, couldn't I?! Unfortunately muse decided to turn it into a mystery scifi rather than a scifi romance, and that didn't work out particularly well to begin with. When you're a pantser and don't write linearly, trying to hit the correct plot points, deaths, disappearances etc and build up the clues is a pretty hard ask. As a consequence, Solstice on Vintro took a stonking SEVEN YEARS to complete and finally publish.
By this time, muse had gotten over her hissy fit on Christmas in Space to deliver A Merry-traxian Christmas for the family in my main SFR series, and a few years before the solstice story. Ah, well, good things come to those that wait...? The story is very much based on my own thoughts of Christmas and how my family have come to celebrate it and what it means to us. How cute is that alien Christmas tree on the cover?!
So now I have an autumn story and two winter stories. Again, a few years back I came up with an idea for an Easter story, again based on the original pagan festival of Eostre, a celebration of spring. Which...also isn't finished. (This isn't going too well, is it?).
But that still leaves one season out. I did think about a Midsummer story, and that was as far as it got. Until I saw a call for paranormal short stories for an anthology. I wrote an angel story for it, but then the anthology got cancelled. This was not going well. It was only as I struggled for a new title for it because too many stories and songs had the same name that I took note of the time of year I set it, and that decided the title - My Summer Angel. It's still in edits, but at least it's getting closer to publication.
And maybe this year I'll finish that Eostre story too and have the full compliment of seasons. Or has winter been given an unfair advantage now...
For now, I have to share my spring release (even if it isn't exactly the spring themed story I plan to finish one day).
How could a moment's anger destroy so much happiness?
It is a question that will haunt him. When an old enemy comes to Kasha-Asor to kidnap their daughter, armed with a weapon that could end everything, Keir is forced to leave an injured Quin on Lyagnius. But his quest for a cure and their missing daughter will come at a terrible cost.
Book #2.5 of the Redemption series. Releases 20th March, 2021 (pre-order available now)
Trigger warning: the loss of a child.
Friday, February 19, 2021
A Chemical #Romance #science
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Definition of love
(Entry 1 of 2)
(1): strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties
Love is one of the most common themes in creative arts. It’s considered part of the survival instinct, a drive that helps keep human beings together to ensure the continuation of the species. Perhaps that’s why it’s such a common theme, particularly in science fiction, where threats to the species can be so much bigger and catastrophic on a galactic, or even universal scale.
But how would that work for a relationship between two different species, as can happen in a science fiction romance? Would a species that might be physically compatible respond in the same way to the pheromones released by a human? What if they had the opposite effect? And if love in a human is the drive to mate and perpetuate the species, how does that work with a biologically incompatible partner? Will we ever find out for real!?
Most of us are aware that love is supposedly the result of a cocktail of different chemicals surging round our bodies. That initial dizziness we feel, the racing heart, the sweaty palms and hot flushes are all down to the release of dopamine, norepinephrine and phenylethylamine. The feeling of bliss comes from the “pleasure drug” dopamine. The racing heart and excitement are due to the adrenaline-like norepinephrine. Together they produce elation, intense energy, sleeplessness, loss of appetite: all the classic symptoms of being in love. When a couple has sex, oxytocin is released during orgasm and creates an emotional bond. The more sex, the greater the bond.
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Imprint, featured in the free anthology Tales from the SFR Brigade |
Friday, December 18, 2020
A Merry Christmas Cover Reveal #scifi #mystery
Hi, I'm Pippa Jay, author of scifi and supernatural stories with a romantic soul. And this month I'm finally releasing a 'Christmas' story I started seven years ago. Yep, you read that right. It has taken me seven whole years to get this story from idea to completed work. And it's not even that long! Just a winter solstice space mystery novella, a mere 25000 words. But oh, it's been a loooooooong slog.
A big part of the problem lay in my writing technique...or rather lack of it. Aside from being a pantser, I also don't write linearly. Which kinda makes life complicated when trying to write a mystery that needs you to keep track of who dies when and how, so that you don't have characters having a conversation when one of them died ten pages back or after a particular clue has come to light, only to become irrelevant in the next chapter. There's also the issue of putting star dates at each new chapter, only to discover you skipped a day or got your numbers wrong. And then there's the original mental block of not being able to write Christmas in Spaaaaaace...except I manage to overcome that a couple of years later and release it officially last year.
Vintro. The planet that had stolen all her dreams.
Melandria Solei has always dreamed of commanding a starship and exploring the universe. When her own dark-eyed older lover steals the position she's worked for, she never expects to go chasing after him in a stolen ship to a world colder than revenge...
But if you're looking for something a little more heartwarming, you can always check out my post from last month with a selection of seasonal scifi romances here.
Friday, August 21, 2020
Losing it All: Writing In A Pandemic #scifi #coverreveal
Friday, April 17, 2020
The Highs and Lows of #Amwriting
That changed during a rather traumatic experience as a teen (an age when even little things seem traumatic). With my parents going for the title of world's messiest divorce and my mum undergoing treatment for cancer while I was retaking my A levels at a distant college, the news that my long time favourite sci-fi series - Doctor Who - was about to be cancelled for good was kind of the last straw. My universe was collapsing around me!
And so over three weeks leading up to Christmas I scribbled frantic pencil notes (for some reason I prefer a nicely sharpened pencil to a pen when writing by hand) on my A4 lined paper pad, the sheets held together by metal binder rings. My favourite time to write - the one hour train journey to and from college each day.
And then disaster. I fell asleep on the journey home one day, woke with a jolt at my station, and ran off the train leaving my notes behind! I rang the station and lost and found, only to be told that a collection of pencil written sheets would just have been thrown in the bin. Aaaaaarrrrggghhhh!!!!
Fortunately back then I had a close to photographic memory and was able to rewrite the majority of it (and probably even improve it). I borrowed my mum's electronic typewriter, borrowed a book from my local library on formatting books for submission, and by the time the college term restarted, I had a completed 40K word Doctor Who story. My first ever completed book, and despite all the odds.
After a brief detour to the BBC - I was eighteen and there was no real internet so I didn't know any better - who redirected me to the then publishers of the Doctor Who books WH Allen. They rejected it, but I had a long letter with constructive criticism and encouragement. I learned later via a more famous author - the now sadly departed Graham Joyce (but that's a whole nother story) - that their constructive criticism was actually a request to rewrite and resubmit. I didn't realise that at the time, but eighteen years old me was pretty chuffed even by the rejection and kind words. After all, I never really expected to be a published author. That would be silly, right?? 😆
So my first and favourite writing achievement was also in many ways my most stressful at the time. I still have that original manuscript, nicely bound by a friend's dad who liked to bind his own pieces, and with the rejection letter. That first submission was also the birth of my pen name as I hated my surname at the time. Thirteen years later, a character and an alien from that story teamed up with another from a short story prompted by a dream, to become my first published novel Keir. It all came good in the end...