When a Unicorn Crosses the Rubicon Meet Angie and Taylor. They seem to have everything going in the right direction for themselves as young adults. The next steps in life are on the horizon and ready to be seized—until life changes … Continue reading
- The book idea exploded with the Wikipedia discovery of ‘Harris List of Covent Garden Whores.’ A real 17th century publication which offered gentlemen a discreet listing of local ladies, their services offered as well as costs. There were a million story ideas in that one discovery alone.
- I don’t write historical fiction to teach people about history. I like teaching about people, no matter what era they lived in. My readers will walk away having learnt something interesting and amazing about ‘people’, and the best way to do that is to give them characters with the worst possible lives, where the odds are really stacked against them.
- My first ever published ‘piece’ was an article in a writers’ magazine. Ironically, it was entitled ‘How to cope with rejection’.
- I go for grit. There isn’t anything interesting in a wooden stick unless it has texture or emotion. Hell, just give a stick emotions rather than watch it sit there doing nothing! Why are they important in writing? Because they are the elements by which we frame our existence and self-awareness. Without feelings and emotions what are we doing? Well, we are either asleep, or not living.
- I live on a Rock in the Mediterranean sea, which is as far removed from Victorian London as you can get. For that reason I have to travel there for research, and strive harder to create the imaginary canvas which I weave into my stories. There is always a journey that astounds, not only the reader, but the writer as well. After finishing my first novel, ‛The Last Gift,’ I realised that the journey was so wonderful, I had to do it again.
Weary and hungry, she meets Eddie, the rugged young tavern boy who shows her to a room for the night. She settles down only to be awoken in the early hours by piercing cries from the room next door. Arising to find the cause of the commotion, she becomes witness to a gruesome abortion.
Deep in the snowy wasteland of the mid-January Midwest, our hero boldly prepares for battle. With nothing more than a six-time-revised manuscript and a dash of hope, she sets forth on her journey toward publication.
“New York,” an army of battle-weary agents also prepare for their day’s
journeys. They have emerged victorious many times before and think nothing of
they shall meet.
minimal armor to protect her feelings. Although she has honed her skills for
more than one year, nothing could have prepared her for this first battle.
circles her arms and performs a sun salute.
cry!” She looks at our hero from over her shoulder, sticks out her tongue,
red rejection stamp out of her pocket and bringing it to rest on our hero’s manuscript—KO—“You die too easily, hmmpf!”
|Out in MAY!|
through his robotic sheath.
opponent. She can not forget the outcome of her previous match. She is
immobilized from this fear of failing again. She is almost too afraid to…
jumps high into the air and lands on our hero using a three-move combo—not for
us, misspell querier’s name, forget to mention ms title—BAAAAM!—KO—“Thank you
for giving me the opportunity to consider your work, weakling.” He laughs quite
surely be obtained.”
you do not hear from us with 8 weeks’ time, then we have determined your work
is not a right fit for us—beep!”
to wait for her opponent’s arrival. Weeks pass by, months—no word from Agent
#3. Our hero stands up and jumps off the edge of the screen, effectively
eliminating herself from this battle—KO!
has spent weeks recuperating under the guidance of her writing sensei. Now, she
is finally ready to approach battle again. She has lost almost all of her
optimistic fervor. She now expects to lose but that doesn’t mean she won’t
continue to train hard and try her best in battles.
at our hero hostilely. “Let’s make this quick.”
you,” she says. And she’s not. They can’t scare her anymore. She’s suffered
many defeats, what harm will one more do? Even with the slightest chance of
securing victory, it’s worth fighting, it’s worth suffering another humiliating
and painful defeat.
satchel and prepares to fling them at her opponent, Chinese star style.
jumps high into the air, landing at the agent’s back. She brings out her
misses our hero.
ignored. My name is Emlyn Chand and THE IRON PILLAR is an 85,000-word work of
multicultural women’s fiction…”
caught in our hero’s trap. Now she has no choice but to listen. She can attack
again once our hero’s attempts at securing victory have finished.
love for oneself. Thank you for your time and consideration. I look forward to
hearing from you.” Having used the only move in her repertoire, our hero raises
her eyes above her query letter and waits.
well-written query letter has calmed her. She puzzles over her thoughts for a
moment, and then—“Yes, I am interested. I would like to request a partial
elaborate spin kick. She cannot believe what just happened. She won, she won,
she won! No KO this time. She lands on feet as light as the air.
step. If I like your partial, I’ll request a full, if I like your full, I will
consider offering representation.” She snaps her fingers and vanishes back into
the tangle of the urban forest.
realm. She hadn’t realized that she would have to face this same agent again.
The agent will be back, no doubt, stronger, more vicious. The only thing to do
now is to wait and prepare herself mentally for the next battle. Our hero sits
down cross-legged and begins to count the blades of grass that cushion her
bottom. It shouldn’t be too long now…
months after she wrote this post! He’s currently shipping around the
aforementioned manuscript. Meanwhile, Emlyn decided counting blades of grass
wasn’t a productive use of her time and chose to self-publish her second novel,
Farsighted, the first in a YA
Alex Kosmitoras’s life has never been easy. The only other student who will talk to him is the school bully, his parents are dead-broke and insanely overprotective, and to complicate matters even more, he’s blind. Just when he thinks he’ll never have a shot at a normal life, a new girl from India moves into town. Simmi is smart, nice, and actually wants to be friends with Alex. Plus she smells like an Almond Joy bar. Yes, sophomore year might not be so bad after all.
Unfortunately, Alex is in store for another new arrival—an
unexpected and often embarrassing ability to “see” the future. Try as he may,
Alex is unable to ignore his visions, especially when they begin to suggest
that Simmi is in danger. With the help of the mysterious psychic next door and
new friends who come bearing gifts of their own, Alex must embark on a journey
to change his future. Book Teaser: Alex Kosmitoras may be blind, but he can still
“see” things others can’t. When his unwanted visions of the future
begin to suggest that the girl he likes could be in danger, he has no choice
but to take on destiny and demand it reconsider.
emerged from the womb with a fountain pen grasped firmly in her left hand (true
story). Farsighted is her
very first novel. When she’s not writing, she runs a large book club in Ann
Arbor and is the president of author PR firm, Novel Publicity. Emlyn loves to
connect with readers and is available throughout the social media interweb.
Visit www.emlynchand.com for
more info. Don’t forget to say “hi” to her sun conure Ducky!