And still with the lurgy this week, so Fury has hardly moved. Here’s a 6 from my biopunk I was playing with earlier in the week…when I should have been writing Fury. Bad me..
Sarah sighed against his neck, hot but pliant. He needed her to be…human as one of the masked keepers aimed a scanner at them. The heat of the beams cut over his face and he shut his eyes against it. Only for a moment. He had to watch. Had to be ready.
As always you can find more sixes here.
Lurgy slowed the writing down this week–yay, for the neverending cough–but there’s a still a little more of FURY to share:
Heyerdar pushed her back against the cold wall. He loomed over her, his face flickering with the light of his magic. “No.” His hand cupped her jaw and his thumb stroked across her lips, parting her mouth. His low voice filled the silence. “No, we’ll never be like them.”
As always you can find more six snippets here.
I have a weakness for nebulae, which is not something you get to say every day. The latest reason to look at them has to do with my biopunk and how I imagine the sky forming over my little biopunk colony. Really, this isn’t work, is it? *grin*
NEBULAE: A nebula (from Latin “cloud” ;pl. nebulae or nebulæ) is an interstellar cloud of dust, hydrogen gas, helium gas and other ionised gases.
Here’s my favourite:
And I’m back to FURY 🙂 I’ve chopped and changed what I was going to post, but I’ve settled on this:
He stretched. Firelight licked around him, moving with the slow ripple of the muscles in his back. Her deep teeth marks lined his shoulders and bruised his upper arms. The taste of his skin, the hint of flesh and the sweet stickiness of his blood still lingered on her tongue.
Everything about him was delicious. It was fucking irritating.
As always, you can read more Six Sundays here.
I’ve been looking through my books on magic again. I think this post is more bunny fodder than something I’m going to use in my fantasy romance world building. Still I thought I’d share.
(I will admit to The Enc. of 5000 Spells being addictive…as well as weighty 😀 )
This time it’s tips to work into money spells that caught my interest:
Colours: Green and Gold. (I think this being a US book, it’s defaulting on cash colour. For a Gaslight Romance would it be white, for those vast sheets of white fivers? 😉 )
Numbers: 2. To hold the idea of doubling and increasing.
Planets: Jupiter. As the planet of good fortune. The Moon. As the body of magic and wish fulfilment. Mercury. For the Roman god of prosperity.
Timing: Spells should be performed under a waxing moon.
And now I have the start of another bunny. Damn those white fivers…
I can finally reveal my cover for SYNTHETIC DREAMS:
Isn’t it pretty? It’s a creation of the wonderful Frauke at CrocoDesigns. She also created GAMBIT (another cover that I love)
Here’s the unofficial blurb (The novella is due out 27 February, so the cover copy is still being polished 🙂 )
With no past to turn to and no hope for the future, Vyn Somerton does what she always has: she survives on her skills, hidden away from the prying eyes of the Corporation. Until now.
Vyn has created the ultimate in illegal gear, simulacrum, the perfect virtual lie. It’s untraceable, untouchable, and until recently, impossible to create. She has plans to make herself rich beyond her wildest dreams…that is, until the Corporation turns her life upside down. Again.
Paul Cross is a part of that upheaval. Catalyst. Corporate Mercenary. Incredible and forbidden. He’s been watching Vyn, knowing that she’s the key to finding and rescuing his brother, a brother the Corporation he works for has replaced with a stranger. She’s a means to an end. But watching her, moving though her life, he finds his thoughts becoming unexpectedly…carnal.
With their enemies closing in, Vyn’s life is in chaos. Can she trust Paul or is he the key to the destruction of all her worlds?
In wip, news, FURY has crawled kicking and screaming over 44k. It’s feeling like the endless wip…always 20k before it’s done. I also got whapped by another bunny–paranormal romance this time. I wish they were still little bunnies. This one is another series (Me? Series??). Evil things.
I have a slight reputation amongst my follow chatterers at writechat.net of attracting plot bunnies. They do seem to appear from the most innocuous things. But when I read the likes of the following from Project Boreas my brain explodes with them:
‘…spring [on Mars] might be advanced if the polar ice caps were destabilised, for instance by reducing their albedo with a layer of dust of plants. More speculatively, the planet’s precessional cycle might be adjusted with an artificial moon.’
I don’t think the science the first idea was based on stands up anymore, but it doesn’t mean you can make a planet that would react in that way. I love terraforming. Or better yet, altering people to survive in a particular environment…
And creating an artificial moon? Whose brain went straight to the Death Star? 😀
The idea of life aboard the moon at various stages…though I have to admit, the idea of the moon at the end of its life, past its prime is fun. Having to keep it going on limited resources when their work is vital to maintain the health of the planet they serve…
Nope. I am ignoring you, Bunny…
ENERGY released this week, so here’s a snippet from that 🙂
“Was I a pleasant fuck?” She twisted against him, hating his strength and the fact that she could still taste him on her tongue, feel the ghost of him on and in her body. “Did you enjoy the fact that I knew nothing about sex? That I slavered over you. How shitty was it for you? Really?”
You can read the blurb, excerpts and links for ENERGY here
And as always there are more sixes here
On my hunt to flesh out a fantasy city, I need to people it. I need trades and jobs from the past, which will make it sound more authentic. Here are a few I’ve come across in my hunt:
Malkin: A medieval female kitchen worker.
Skep Maker: A maker of beehives.
Puggera: One–usually a child–who treads clay into paste.
Cutty: A wanton and/or short woman.
Lidster: A dyer
Fistic: A bare knuckle fighter.
And the one I’d most like to be: Concher: One who smoothes chocolate.
Book four in the Planetary Bodies series.
Callie Thiago lives for gossip. And her crew aboard the CMC Theseus provides her with enough lurid tales of sex to keep her lonely nights warm. It sates her curiosity. Mostly. She has no experience of her own to draw on as shyness plagues her…until sheen smashes into her ship.
Now she’s stuck on a small outpost with Aaron Blane, a man she’s wanted for all her adult life. But she knows sheen can’t work through her as it does others. She’s different. And it’s this difference that Blane is more than eager to explore.
Buy here from Ellora’s Cave
You can also read an excerpt here
At my website there’s a little sneak peek behind the series, Planetary Bodies
Energy is part of a linked series. Books 1, 2 and 3, Magnetism, Friction and Current, can be found here.
KIM KNOX 