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While cleaning up tags, I realized I never posted my 2010 Publications Year in Review. I know 2011 is basically half over as it is, but I’m going to post it anyway. The completest in me needs to do so, plus I like being able to look back over the tag and see what I’ve done each year.
As I discussed in the 2009 Publications Year in Review, I submitted six short stories in 2009, three of which were published. I did not sell a single werewolf story, despite that being my main area of reading and writing.
In 2010, I submitted six short stories and one novella. I then pulled the novella, because it really needs to be a novel instead. Of the six short stories, two were sold and published in 2010. One of those two was sold a second time in 2011 to be republished in 2011. Three were sold to be published in 2011. And one was rejected because the anthology itself was cancelled. (I then rewrote it some and submitted it as one of the other six stories.) Basically, I sold everything I submitted in one form or another and resold one of those stories in 2011. That wasn’t clear until I started writing this post, so I’m glad I did. That’s awesome. I finally sold a werewolf short story in 2010, but it didn’t come out until 2011.
I also started writing some short stories to be available free here on the website. I tend to tie them in to the full moon, of course, but may branch out on that in the future.
So here are the stories I published in 2010:
FREE: “Harvest Moon”, September 2010
Blurb: There’s power to the harvest moon and to the equinox. When those things combine, Tia’s pack of werewolves can barely wait for moonrise and their hunt. Their energy high, Andy and her girlfriend Fiona celebrate another successful werewolf run with a sexy morning interlude in the woods. (Prequel to “The Fullness that Love Began” in DAUGHTERS OF ARTEMIS forthcoming in 2011 from Storm Moon Press.)
“Blazing Star” in CAST THE CARDS from Storm Moon Press, October 31, 2010
Blurb: For over 250 years, the use of the tarot for divination has been a mainstay of mystical and occult practices. CAST THE CARDS is a collection of six all-new short stories that explore some of the powerful themes associated with the Major Arcana, all with an eye toward erotic romance with GLBT and alt-lifestyle characters and motifs.
“Blazing Star” is a story about a mind reader and her fortunetelling, monster-hunting lover who face a world headed into a potential apocalypse. Together the two women create a sanctuary for the other monster hunters, but not even a magic-protected sanctuary can guarantee protection when the world is ending.
Chrissie Bentley is a woman on a mission – to raise the profile of oral sex. In BAD GIRL’S SWEET KISS she has brought together her own experiences as well as those of many other erotic writers from all over the world. From some of the most well-known voices in erotica to more recent newcomers to the field, everybody’s first time is different. In this diverse collection of blow-by-blow accounts exploring an oft-overlooked act of intimacy, you’ll find something to shock, titillate, amuse as well as trigger memories of your own oral initiation.
FREE: “Blood on the Moon” December 2010.
Blurb: Hope has been searching for a way to stop the apocalypse for weeks, for months, without a break, but even without finding any answers, she still can take the time to go home. (Sequel to “Blazing Star” in CAST THE CARDS from Storm Moon Press.)
I am thrilled to announce that my short story “Blazing Star” has been released as a solo from Storm Moon Press. “Blazing Star” was previously published as a part of the CAST THE CARDS anthology, “Blazing Star” was inspired by the Star tarot card.
Blurb: For over 250 years, the use of the tarot for divination has been a mainstay of mystical and occult practices. The themes and forces represented by the cards are said to govern our lives and our destinies. Whether you believe that or not, the story of the cards is nevertheless the story of our lives — the accomplishments and the pitfalls, the path from soaring joy to crushing defeat and back again.
Bea is a mind reader, weary of battle, but still with the Star in her eyes. Her lover, Hope, returns to Bea’s sanctuary in need of comfort and guidance, which Bea is only too happy to give. But the respite is short-lived when other Hunters show up at the sanctuary with news of an impending battle. Bea knows she must let Hope go, even though it may be for the last time.
And check out the cover for the solo release!
(Image description: A black woman lies on her back, a white woman moving over her. They clutch at each other, hands in hair and on arms, and stare into each other’s faces, their exchange colored by love and lust and desperation.)
I do wish the cover better reflected that Bea is somewhat older and much fatter, but I love how they touch each other and watch each other.
To celebrate the lunar eclipse and the solstice, have a little fortune teller and mindreader story. If you enjoy what you see here, do consider “Blazing Star” in Cast the Cards, which is about the same two characters.
Hope rode hard through the day and all through the night as above her the moon passed through the Earth’s shadow. Past two a.m., her thighs cramped with the cold and the long ride, and though she had only gassed up an hour or so back, she pulled off the highway at a deserted scenic overlook. It was too cold and too dark and too late for any human activity, but she carefully checked for danger before she shut off her bike and removed her helmet, hooking it over one handlebar.
She rested her chin in her hand and cracked her neck first one way and then the other. When the tension loosened, she leaned back a little and turned her face to the sky. Somewhere, monsters howled beneath its fullness. The umbral shadow cast red light across the face of the moon and she shivered for a whole new reason.
Blood on the moon.
Hope clenched her hands into fists; inside her gloves, her fingers ached. When she looked down, she caught sight of the moon reflected in the chrome of her bike, a smear of red that became something else entirely as she watched it.
Death lurked, torn flesh and broken bones and monsters in the darkness, but she still did not see for whom it waited.
She slammed her helmet on again and kicked the bike to life. The highway stretched before her long and dark, but she had miles to go before she knew Bea was safe.
Hope was nearly frozen solid the next night by the time she turned the corner and got her first glimpse of the house. All the main lights were off, but in each window glowed an electric candle, the warm light reaching out into the darkness to guide her home.
She pulled her bike around to the garage on the side of the house and shut it off with a low sigh. Last ride of the season and it was too damn cold. She would switch out the bike for the truck for any hunting over the next few months. It didn’t feel as good, trapped in a box, but it was better than freezing her damn tits off.
Her leather boots creaked as she swung off the bike. They were worn in, almost worn out, but they did her well enough. The boots, the bike, Bea waiting for her somewhere inside, they’d all seen her through some tight spots.
It was unnaturally cold and the sky gray with heavy clouds. In the distance a train whistle rose in a mournful cry and doubt trailed its way down her spine. The danger remained, and she would have to admit to Bea she had no leads on how to stop it.
The back door was unlocked for her, the kitchen empty and quiet. She shed helmet, gloves, boots, and coat there, and padded in her sock feet upstairs. Sure enough, Bea’s bedroom was full of light, real candles on nightstand and dresser and windowsills. They flickered as the air stirred when she opened the door and again when she closed it. She sank against it, exhaustion laying down on her bones.
Bea came out of the bathroom and opened her arms. Hope pushed off the door and crossed the room to her; Bea enveloped her in a hug so strong and so warm it stole her breath. Bea kneaded her fingers into Hope’s back.
“You’re freezing,” she said, and hugged her closer still.
“Little chilly out there,” Hope mumbled into Bea’s shoulder.
“Well then you’re going to love this.” Bea squeezed her once more, and then guided her into the bathroom. More candles lit the room and steam rose gently from the claw-footed tub. The air smelled delightfully of vanilla and lime.
Bea kissed Hope’s temple. “Clean up, warm up. I’ll be waiting.”
Alone in the bathroom, Hope stripped down, leaving her layers in a cold, dirty heap by the door. She eased herself into the tub until the water came up to her chin and let herself relax for the first time since she’d last left Bea’s sanctuary.
She was no closer to finding any answers than she had been then, but the world hadn’t ended yet and as she did every year, Bea kept the candles burning from sunset to sunrise, so sure in her belief that the longest night would end and daylight would return.
Hope let herself fall into that belief and the safety of home.
“Blazing Star” by Marie Carlson is Lesbian urban fantasy, based on the card The Star. Mind-reader Bea has grown up in the shadow world of Supernatural-style hunters, and now keeps a safe house, offering sanctuary and protection magic to any hunter who needs it – but most especially to Hope, her lover. Carlson does a grand job packing clear world building, strong, engaging characters, hot sex, and well-rooted relationships into a short story, whilst not skimping on plot. The sense of time passing is palpable, and Hope and Bea are a fantastic couple.
I love this review, though “Blazing Star” is more a bisexual (or pansexual, really) urban fantasy and not a lesbian one. It can be difficult to make that distinction when writing about two women together, though. (Or two men, for that matter.) I will try harder next time.
As I mentioned here, my story “Blazing Star” will be included in Cast the Cards, a tarot-themed anthology based around the Major Arcana.
“Blazing Star” introduces a world where the supernatural lurks just beyond the edge of humanity. A secret group of humans, many with supernatural talents of their own, protect the world from the monsters. For a long time, there has been a balance, but uneasy portents and inexplicable deaths point to a dawning horror.
Enter Hope, a fortuneteller turned hunter, and Bea, a mindreader who keeps a safehouse where she offers sanctuary, succor, and protection spells to any hunter who needs it. Hope is her favorite, and though they spend much of their time apart, the love between them is as strong as ever.
When Hope needs a place to recuperate, she heads straight for Bea, but Hope’s vision of the future promises little time to rest for them or the hunters they must somehow organize to save the world.
Book Blurb: For over 250 years, the use of the tarot for divination has been a mainstay of mystical and occult practices. “Cast the Cards” is a collection of six all-new short stories that explore some of the powerful themes associated with the Major Arcana, all with an eye toward erotic romance with GLBT and alt-lifestyle characters and motifs.
“Cast the Cards” is an anthology containing: “Burn the Brightest” by Emily Moreton, “The Direction of Greatest Courage” by Erik Moore, “The Grief of the Bond-Maid” by Janine Ashbless, “Surrender” by K. Piet, “Blazing Star” by Marie Carlson, and “Oneiros” by S.L. Armstrong.
Right now you can sign up to win a copy of Cast the Cards at Goodreads here. The contest is open through October 15, so you still have plenty of time to sign up.
Since it’s up on Storm Moon Press’s website here, I can announce that I have a short story in the upcoming Cast the Cards anthology, available October 31, 2010. It’s still early in the revision process, so I don’t even have a set title for the story yet, but the working title was “Blazing Star” and the story was based around the Star tarot card.
From the website, Cast the Cards includes six new short stories exploring the themes of the tarot’s Major Arcana through the lens of erotic romance.
“Blazing Star” is the story of a mindreader and the fortunetelling woman she loves, set against the very early stages of an apocalypse.
More information as it is available.