Tuesday, December 14, 2010

On Writing - Wrestling Your Muse Back To Work .

Ten Things to do when your muse abandons you:
  1. RELAX - Don't worry about it - worrying makes it worse
  2. Read something - it will help free up your mind
  3. Write crap - it's like exercise, just a warm up, then you can throw it away and move on
  4. Go over your old notes - sometimes an old idea will spark a new one
  5. Listen to Country western music - OMG there's always a story idea there
  6. Go for a walk - let your creative juices flow
  7. Don't answer the phone - reality distractions move you farther away from your muse
  8. Listen to your favorite music with headphones - helps with that distraction thing I mentioned
  9. Read poetry - another exercise, play with words
  10. Watch a movie - I think it takes the pressure of creating off me and turns me into a critic - LOL
So I bet there are some of you out there with much better ideas. How about a few responses to help an author out? I found the answer to my muse escaping -- I went out and dragged her back to work. Let's see if we can drum up a few more solutions to help some of my other author friends.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Falling In Love With Your Hero

Today I was running through my manuscript, agonizing over which word I really meant to use. This or that? Checking my punctuation, was it passable? My grammar, was it correct? And then . . . somewhere in the middle of final edits, I fell head over heels in love with the hero.

I don't know about you but I always hate to pick favorites while I'm writing, especially a menage. When I'm finished with the book, I don't want anyone to think I played favorites. In this book, all through the creative process, I really thought I liked Dane best. He's the hero's adopted brother. What I found out today is I actually love them equally. There's no way I'd want to make a decision to stay with one or the other. It's impossible to choose. 

The hero started out almost irredeemable, a real alpha ass. Hey, he slaps the woman he's sleeping with in the first chapter. So what if she likes it, so what if she's an attorney,  so what if she didn't use her safe word. What kind of hero slaps a woman?

But then I discovered the truths. And then he kept doing little things that threw me. An arched brow, a pained look, a worried look, a protective gesture, a light touch, a brush of his lips, a crooked grin, a broad smile, tolerance, patience.

I'm not sure I could tell you the exact page when I realized I was in love. Maybe it was when he tried to scowl because the heroine kept tugging at her too short skirt. 

Or when he discovered the heroine was a virgin succubus, trying to seduce him. He still tries to make her first real time a good  time.

No, I think, it was how he warned her she'd never forget her first lover, just because he was the first, but then set about making sure she didn't ever forget him because he was the best.

Then again maybe it was how he forgave his brother for breaking their one cardinal rule. He slept with the one woman the hero wanted, the heroine. And through it all she loved both brothers.

Well, that I understood so well. I created them and who wouldn't want both, if it didn't destroy their relationship?

Rourke was physically disarming and really great looking so sleeping with him wouldn't be a problem even if he was a little dark. But he was a dragon-shifter and going to need a female of equal power. Enter my heroine, a virgin Fae succubus. Thank goodness she knew what was going on because it gives her an upper hand in the story.

What he really needed was me. I'd straighten him out. I'd make him want me until he burned for me.  He was nothing like I expected. I couldn't help it. I softened. I let him in, and we were trapped together in this lust thing.

So I did what I had to do. I sent them off to the publisher. These two men are just two more in a long list of heroes I'm in love with. So many men so little time.

The book is The Moon, The Madness, and The Magic - Enchanted Mountain 2

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Author, Eliza March on writing sequels or series

Sequel or Series . . . and does it matter?

Sequel: a continuation of a story - a movie, novel, or play that continues a story begun in a previous movie, novel, or play or something that happens after something else, especially as a consequence of it. [Encarta dictionary]

Series: a number of similar or related things coming one after another or as in broadcasting, a set of regularly broadcast programs, each of which is complete in itself or , as in publishing, a number of books, pamphlets, or periodicals brought out by one company or organization on the same or related topics or in the same format. [Encarta dictionary]

So here's my take on all this.

Many people look forward to the release of a follow up book to the story they’re reading. Have you ever been surprised when you finished a book to discover that the story would continue in another book? How did you feel? Surprised? Excited? Furious? Well, I, for one, don’t like that sort of surprise. I’ll read both, but I like to know what I’m in for when I start out. I’m the type of reader who will wait to read the first book until all the sequels are completed. I’m not good for “first” book ratings.

Trilogies in sequels, those stories you know when you start will all be released by the publisher within the year, are different. Usually, I’ll risk diving into the first book for one of my favorite authors, knowing I won’t have to wait long for satisfaction. (I always admit, I’m an the instant gratification type.) Trilogies are also sometimes written as series comprised of interrelated plots or characters or settings.

Once an author has a plan for a book, or if they’re “pantsers,” those writers who have little structured plans when they write a book (they just let the creativity flow), and they begin the writing process, certain plot lines split and certain characters take on a life of their own.

This is an ideal situation for a series. I’ve heard some authors discuss how their readers want a story about a particular character and the how and why the author chooses to make that decision. One, the character has to have a story strong enough to carry a whole book and two, the character must be three dimensional enough to carry the whole book. When the plot splits, that is also an ideal situation for a series. Some authors plan these series from the start, tying the setting or plot to new characters as they’re introduced as secondary characters in the current work. In each of these stories, the plot is completed: the murderer is brought to justice, the boy gets girl, the world is saved from destruction. You get the picture.

In sequels, the first book may conclude one plot leaving an over-arcing theme unresolved and the final resolution may take more than one or two books to complete. The subsequent books become sequels to the first book, each book a completed step to the final outcome. Ideal sequels end in a good place, leaving the reader somewhat satisfied, but aching for more.

I’m trying my hand at both types of books. I’m almost finished writing the next book in the Enchanted Mountain series - stories about a location in the Colorado mountains where paranormal beings of the Lore meet and gather their power for the first time. My first was a novella: THE LION, THE LEOPARD, AND THE WOLF. The next is a novel length, titled: THE MOON, THE MADNESS, AND THE MAGIC.

Now the challenge for me will be accomplishing the goal of creating a book in a sequel. My Gemini Prophecy stories each have a resolution, but they also have an over-arcing plot: a nemesis who isn’t caught and a conflict which isn’t resolved until many books later. The first book is complete, but the second is still in the "to be completed" stage.

I’m both a “pantser” and a “plotter” (more on that another time) so most of the sequels are outlined, but if I get into the story with too much detail before I start, it’s not as much fun to write. Hey, I like a surprise as much as you do.

Please leave a comment about what you think. Thanks and have a great week.

~~~ Eliza

Friday, July 16, 2010

Eliza March announces new release, Any Way West

Next Wednesday, my newest cowboy menage, Any Way West is going to be available from SirenBookstrand Publishing. What happens when two best friends want the same woman? What happens when she wants both of them? What happens when one of them was her first lover and has returned to claim her? http://www.bookstrand.com/any-way-west

Any Way West

By: Eliza March
Categories: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Menage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys
Word Count: 24,209
Heat Level: SEXTREME
Published By: Siren-Bookstrand, Inc.
AVAILABLE: Wednesday, July 21st
[Ménage and More: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M]

The two gorgeous men on her doorstep look like the answer to Carly’s sexual frustration. She has a score to settle with one, and he’s brought a peace offering in the form of a hunky friend. Carly knows Jake’s darkest secrets and, at one time, desired him anyway. Now she won’t settle. She wants it all. Jake’s hard and furious, Trey’s slow and tender.
Ten years ago, Jake took everything Carly offered, any way he wanted, then abandoned her for the rodeo, danger and the open road. When he decides he still wants the one woman who accepted his rough sexual needs, he won’t settle for less. He’ll do what he must to convince her he’ll be enough. If she wants Trey, Jake will share her, but only for now.
Who says you can’t go home again?
A Siren Erotic Romance

Any Way West by Eliza March

Available in: EPUB, Mobipocket, Adobe Acrobat, Microsoft Reader, HTML
Price: $3.99
Cover Art by Jinger Heaston

Carly looked dazed when she looked up at Jake, and Trey looked pleased with himself.
Damn him.
Jake walked down the hall to toss his stuff in the room Carly told him was his, and then he returned, furious at Trey, disgusted with himself, and desperate for this woman.
“You want him?” he demanded and dragged her roughly against his chest. “Be careful how you answer because this is what you get with me.” His hold on her was tight and forceful, leaving no doubt what he meant. “I’ve never been gentle, and I’m not a placid man.”
He stared Trey down and waited for her answer. Jake held his breath without realizing it until she nodded. The disappointment gutted him. When he exhaled, a low moan escaped.
As he turned away, he thought he heard her murmur, “I want him, Jake, but I need you.”
Had he misunderstood? He stopped and turned back. Taking her by the shoulders, he pushed her in the direction of his room. “We need a minute.”
“No, Jake,” she said, the sound of her voice getting all deep and throaty as they entered the room. “We’ll need more than a minute. Can Trey come, too?”
He had heard her right. “No! Absolutely not—”
Carly touched her fingers to his lips, interrupting him, and whispered, “Wait. Listen.”
“Go on, talk.”
“In my present state, I think I might wear one cowboy out.” She gave him a cock-eyed grin. It made him suspect she really didn’t think he’d need help.
“You’d be wrong.” He almost laughed, then lightly cuffed her under the chin. “I don’t wear out so easily.”
“I know.” She flashed him a wide-eyed smile, and her expression stopped him from making the wrong decision.
“I’ve been alone for two years,” she admitted, explaining her needs. “I’m an artist. I sculpt, carve, mold, and paint. Nudes mostly. Lovers.”
She ran a hand over Jake’s shoulders, down his chest. She fondled his nipples through his shirt before moving lower. “I’ve been without inspiration. Without a model. Without sex. I need you. Both of you. The fast and furious, and the soft and tender.”
“Oh, so you just want to use us for our bodies?” Part of him wanted to rejoice. She needs me.
Part of him wanted to rebel because she wanted Trey too.
“No strings, just artistic inspiration? I think we can handle that.” Secretly relieved she wanted him at all, Jake blew out a breath, thinking about Trey. “And sharing will make life easier on us. Trey tends to sulk.”
Trey must have been eavesdropping outside the room until he heard what Jake said, then he rounded the door and sandwiched Carly between him and Jake so fast Jake didn’t have time to object.
Carly started to laugh, but Jake just kissed her quiet, staking his claim with his mouth. He wanted to leave her with the impression of being conquered by a warrior who took what he wanted from the vanquished. His kiss plundered her as he drove his tongue between her lips and tangled his tongue with hers. She smelled fresh and flowery, light like a spring day. Her scent calmed his desperation, and her taste satisfied him as nothing ever had.
While Trey pressed into her from behind, sliding his hands around to her breasts, Jake cupped her mound and slid his fingers between her thighs.
Too many clothes.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Eliza March, Romance Writer has a new look

Eliza March writes sizzling hot romance.
So, how do you like the renovations to my BLOG? Look for the tabs similar to the ones on my website, right up there at the top, under the header. See how you can click on them to move to a different page with detailed information about my books. I'm planning to post articles, links, and excerpts in the future. Maybe I'll create another slide show or two. Stay tuned . . . Eliza

ANY WAY WEST, coming soon from http://Bookstrand.com/any-way-west

I had a contest a while back about unusual places where you've made love . . .  I'm always open to fresh ideas. LOL

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Happy July 4th - What Did Our Forefathers Fight For? Gasland the Movie

WARNING - I'm on my 'high horse' - beware.

I hardly ever watch TV anymore, opting for books so I can read whatever - whenever, no commercials or news to stop the flow. The exception I make in TV is True Blood and The Tudors and an occasional movie. I spend most of my time nowadays wishing I could eliminate bad news from my mind, yet somehow I can't seem to avoid finding out about all the horrific things which continue to escalate day after day. They intrude into my mind without me seeking the information out, they invade my emotions as I try to block them from my heart. There is no way to escape.

Last night I purposefully watched this Sundown movie, Gasland (http://gaslandthemovie.com/) by Josh Fox. ( yeah, yeah I was looking for trouble and I knew it before it even started.) I wasn't really surprised by the movie, the attitude of the corporations or the bureaucrats. I've seen such as this before. Perhaps I'm jaded. After years of watching the rape of our environment, what's one more insult? I don't know why I'm so incensed. Maybe it's the scope that bothered me, maybe the hopelessness. After watching oil spew into the Gulf of Mexico for over six weeks, all I can envision is a tar pit between Florida and Mexico. Depending on which way the wind blows, will the surrounding lands be habitable? Who knows? 

I feel like mourning for the earth. All the beauty, all the pure clean air and water, all the innocent animals. We keep poisoning our home, our water, our air. We scorch, plunder, pollute, violate, and devastate. When will we stop, look, and realize the value isn't in dollars, but in living?

Okay I'll get off that high horse now. My cowboy menage should be out soon. It must be left over from that.

If you've seen the movie and want to vent, have at it. If you haven't, well... the website is pretty informative.

Happy Fourth of July - Eliza M.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Reviews are sometimes more than just the numbers...

Let me preface this by saying - I truly was excited by all these top reviews, but sometimes numbers are just that...numbers. I've gotten five stars, five cherries, five divas, so why am I quoting this reviewer who only gave me 'Four' ANGELS? Well, because despite the lower rating, I was excited because she 'got' it ... my voice,  my style, the effort I put into choosing each word, and developing each character.

This was a very difficult book to write, not only because of the logistics of Mira and three men participating in sex, but primarily because the men had all given up their emotions years before. It's hard to develop character without emotion, and I wanted, no, needed to make the reader care about each one eventually. The pages are chock full of sex, but this reviewer also read beyond all that, noted my effort, and I thank her for it.

I'd like to thank all the reviewers for their kind words. I'm not sure you realize how much your words are taken to heart by the authors. I seriously consider all your comments and hope with each book I write, I'm addressing any of your concerns.

4 ANGELS: "Sultry Santorini Sunsets is a delightful, unique twist to our fascination with the wondrous lost paradise of Atlantis. In beautiful detail, a teasing sample of the Aegean and its splendor is opened up for the reader in this sensuous tale that exceeds sultry and explodes right into full-blown eroticism like a comet. Eliza March blends words like an ancient mystic casts spells, capturing readers with her craft and tantalizing vocabulary. Ms. March grants her readers plenty of sensual passion and personality in all of her characters and in how they complement one another...there is an individual sincerity to the protagonists and just the right amount of heart to entice our romantic sides. Combined with the encompassing heat, Sultry Santorini Sunsets is a definite page-turner." -- Cris, Fallen Angel Reviews

For all SSS reviews click the following:
4 Angels http://fallenangelreviews.com/2010/April/cris-godsofatlantis_sultrysantorinisunsets.htm
Five Cherries http://whippedcream2.blogspot.com/2010/04/sultry-santorini-sunset-by-eliza-march.html
Five Divas http://ddrreviews.blogspot.com/2010/03/sultry-santorini-sunsets-gods-of.html
Click to Buy http://www.bookstrand.com/sultry-santorini-sunsets

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Eliza March talks about writing characters...

I build characters... My characters tell the story.
Authors are often aked how they come up with their ideas. I dread that question. The answer makes feel like a charlatan. I'd really like to think I write my stories, but if I'm honest with myself, I know how much my characters actually influence the path the story takes. Sure I come up with a concept, but over and over again, my characters do as they please, taking the plot to levels I never envisioned.

Lately I've been trying to garner a bit more control. Yet even as I write the story's synopsis, I can already feel the characters twisting the tale to fit their goals. Well, I guess you just can't fight human nature, and once an author creates a three dimensional character, there's no stopping them. The best characters get into their roles and play them out just as if they were real people... and I love them best. Whether it's a villian or a hero, the more an author develops the character's quirks, gets into the character's psyche, the closer a character comes to reality, and then the reader identifies more with that character. You can love them or hate them, but darn it I want the reader to feel something for those people I write about.