Loving Without Limits: Share Your Muse Blog Hop & Giveaway

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Share Your Muse Blog Hop & Giveaway

Muse

The Muses (Greek: Μοῦσαι, moũsai) in Greek mythology, poetry and literature, are the goddesses of the inspiration of literature, science and the arts. They were considered the source of the knowledge, related orally for centuries in the ancient culture that was contained in poetic lyrics and myths.

I remember confiding in a friend right before I subbed Twin Flames to a publisher that I was afraid that I only had that one story in me. It had been a very long time since I'd written anything for pleasure and I was extremely rusty. A couple of times I wonder what the hell was I doing?

Now I wonder WHY I worried. I have more plotlines taking up space that I swear I have writing ADD. The worse culprit of this distraction... er... inspiration are picture prompts. I'm addicted to writing them. I have written three this year. The Awakening of Amanra for the LGBT Fantasy Group in February. For the Love Has No Boundaries event, Playing for Keeps (Unshakeable #1) in April, and then Fated in June.

All of these I plan to do follow up stories, among the others that I'm currently writing. Lord help me if I come across any more story prompts because I really can't help myself. I'm not a speed typer. You would think that with as much as I type I would be a speed demon but noooo, I'm average at best which is quite frustrating at times.

You would think that with as easily swayed by story prompts as I am that I would be crazed by publisher calls for submission. I'm not, not really. I think I only came across one that I was dying to write. It was about Mechs which is due at the end of this month. I chose to put that story idea on the back burner for now and continue my current project, Striker (The Valespian Pact #2). Hard. Hard. Hard, guys. I'm telling you I wanted to cry because I didn't have enough time.

I wrote only one prompt story last year which grew and evolved into the series, The Valespian Pact. KimE wrote this prompt:

"Intergalactic mm romance between a human space mechanic genius and an alien that morphs to be "human" when they mate. Have a way for the "alien" to be able to reproduce despite being male without the aid of technology for the pregnancy itself. Maybe technology was involved in the past and they "evolved" to be able to continue the alien species? HEA of course. Maybe a start of a series? Up to the author. I like series."

And then Alpha Trine was born.

Today I am giving a way a paperback copy of Alpha Trine. Just leave a comment and names will be drawn at the completion of the blog hop. Winner to be announced on the 15th!

For now, I'll leave you with an excerpt!

"Amlyn, where is your pride, your family?" He glimpsed a deep sorrow edged with vulnerability in her eyes. He considered what he knew and had been told. The Catalani did not break eye contact, proud and sure.

"Are you willing to fight by my side?" he asked. "I believe my brothers' vessel to be under siege, possibly by the people who have been tracking this ship. Rhee and I are going over to assist my family in any way we can. If luck is with us, we will shed the blood of our enemy, free The Gorgon, and ensure the safety of the Fal'Amoric for another day. What say you?"

Amlyn looked at the five bodies laid out in the corridor. They would be jettisoned into space when the Oethra 7 disengaged from Mestor's warship. One Dire D'Noss and four deadly Quell hounds had been dispatched by Rhee. The Dire D'Noss was two and a half meters tall, powder white with long green and red antennae protruding from its brow. Extra-large, luminous yellow eyes stared blankly into space and its mouth of razor blade teeth lay slack in death. It carried two huge blades, one gripped in a three-fingered hand, too slow to draw before Rhee rained down death.

The Quell hounds were more distressing than the Dire D'Noss. They were the lavender of an early dawn, four legged with humanoid eight-fingered hands instead of hooves or paws on all four appendages. A yellow-plated exoskeleton covered the face with deep-set red eyes, an extended snout, and needle-thin teeth. Despite being called hounds, the Quell were not animals but psionics adept at creating illusions. Zeus suspected they were to act as imposters for his brothers, and he could not have been happier he was immune.

"What is your answer, Amlyn?"

She turned her palms up, her face set with steely resolve. "I would serve a Mar'Sani prince in the destruction of our mutual enemy."

With a nod of his head, the Orion unshackled Amlyn. Zeus quickly donned his jacket of chimera scales he had picked up from the engine room, tested the straps on his dual swords, and checked to make sure the Taser would slide easily from his knee-high boots. He watched Amlyn equip. Her skills were too valuable to be locked away, but even with the truce, he would be wary around her. Dargon stepped in front of him, holding a pair of soft grip-gloves used for securely grasping surfaces when climbing. Zeus tucked them into his belt.

"I expect you back within the hour." Dargon's lip lifted slightly in challenge, baring a sharp, hooked fang.

"I will if I can." Zeus did not reach up to kiss him. Leaving Dargon and the Oethra 7 was hard enough. More physical contact would only serve to distract him. Their gaze held, silent words bouncing back and forth between them. He did not know what would happen once he stepped through the airlock. He was walking blind into the hostile situation. He worried for his brothers, for his lover, and the Fal'Amoric. Holding the gaze of those vibrant green orbs, he knew he would do whatever it took to get back to Dargon and see the mission through to the end.

Breaking eye contact, his pursed lips kept him from making promises he could not keep.

Dargon grabbed Zeus's hand as he turned to walk away. Dargon loomed large over Zeus, his countenance formidable. "I will track you across the universe if you do not come back."

"I am counting on it," Zeus whispered, voice full of gravel. Straightening his shoulders, he walked over to the airlock. "Rhee, Amlyn, it is time," he barked.

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Playing for Keeps ---> http://www.mmromancegroup.com/10951
The Awakening of Amanra ---> https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-theawakeningofamanra-1146747-143.html