Ooh ooh ooh!

I just saw the cover images for my forthcoming book of short stories, Fables, Fictions and Fantasies: A Compendium and it looks gorgeous!

The front cover photo:

forest with mist
photo credit: Tim @ Photovisions Tree Farm via photopin (license)

The back cover photo:

siska-vrijburg-42845-unsplash (1)
Photo Credit: Siska Vrijburg @ Unsplash

Both a shout-out and my sincerest thanks to the two photographers for sharing their gorgeous work with the Interwebz under a CC licence. Indie publishing thanks you generous artists, too!

But Chloe–you are saying to yourself–what is this collection of short stories about? I thought you’d never ask! Here’s the back-of-book blurb:

Fables, Fictions, and Fantasies: A Compendium is a collection of thirteen short stories that feature several revenge schemes; three adventures in customer service; two accidental deaths; a vegan stripper defending herself from zombie attack; and a little girl finding the cupcake of her dreams.  
 
Quill & Quire said: “What? We’ve never heard of her, sorry.”
The Georgia Strait said: “Stop sending us email, weirdo.”
 
Everybody else seemed to laugh while reading it, though.  Except for the first story. And the one about pirates. And . . . ok, fine: everybody laughed at the funny ones, just not the ones that are kinda sad. 
I am so excited.  This was a much easier journey than Blood Rain

 

It’s done, now on to the next thing!

 

athena-lam-100454I’ve blogged before about how it took me twelve years to complete Blood Rain.

I’m pleased to say that the manuscript for my new book (a collection of short stories) was sent to the publisher a couple of days ago.

Which means that I can run around and tell everyone “the first book took me twelve years to finish, but the second book took just six months” and it will actually be true.

 

Fragment from Downward Dog

Photo Credit Used under a CC license
Photo Credit Used under a CC license

Here’s a fragment from chapter two of Downward Dog. A few notes:

  • It’s in first draft form
  • Jewel,the protagonist, is kidnapped the day of her husband’s funeral and stuffed in the trunk of a car. The fragment you are about to read starts with her in the trunk.
  • Jewel is a yoga instructor. She is very physically fit. She knows how to use her strength and height to her advantage. . . in other words, Jewel is nothing like me. I say this because– as I’ve mentioned before– people assume that writers are their main characters. Here are some nice lists that demonstrate how very wrong this is:

JEWEL

  1. 28 years old
  2. Five feet, ten inches tall
  3. Fitness professional
  4. Kinesthetically aware

YOURS TRULY

  1. 47 years old
  2. Five feet, six inches tall
  3. Laughing out loud at the mere idea of “fitness”  while I sit on my roly-poly ass typing this
  4. Trips over own feet, barks shins on coffee tables, affectionately called “My Lil’ Flailer” by my partner.

Now that we have all that out of the way, the fragment . . .

Continue reading “Fragment from Downward Dog”

Short Story: 35 Arrested After Riot in Vegan Strip Club

santa stripper

My holiday gift to anyone who’d like to read it: a 3788 word seasonal short story with strippers, shotguns, and zombies. Season’s Greetings! (Be advised, it’s a first draft).

35 Arrested After Riot in Vegan Strip Club

Kalee stifled a sigh as she rubbed John’s face in her sweaty cleavage. She tossed her long black hair over one shoulder in a practiced gesture. Wednesday nights were always a very slow night for lap dances. Continue reading “Short Story: 35 Arrested After Riot in Vegan Strip Club”