Thursday, January 31, 2013

Stacy Gail is Nobody's Angel!!!

I mean she WROTE Nobody's Angel... Okay, so both things are true...

DO NOT buy that sweet innocent act.
Stacy is one of my REAL LIFE friends, though we met and bonded online for a long time before actually meeting face-to-face, but we've been friends since 2005, serious mind-meld friends, when she was solidly in the closet as a writer and I was still of the belief that 'author' was one of those things you only DREAMED of becoming. In fact Stacy was one of my earliest encouragers, and to this day remains one of my top three beta buddies (Leigh and Leanne, you rock, too)--I have lots more fabulous friends who help, but these three poor souls get almost EVERYTHING.

Now Stacy is ALSO a special case. (In more ways than one, eh, sister?) *cough* She made her initial publishing contacts and found her first opportunities on Twitter. Now I've been known to say you have to be on crack to follow Twitter. Erm... Maybe I should just leave it there...

Seriously, though, the other people who can Tweet are people with ADHD and Stacy seems to fit THAT profile... she is EVERYWHERE (and has usually take our shared brain with her, leaving me babbling)... she responded to calls for novella submissions, and has managed, in the last 18 books to publish FIVE (6?) novellas (wow, yeah?)... and land herself her first FOUR BOOK Contract for full-length fiction, beginning HERE...

So I will let Stacy tell you about THAT... Without Further Ado, WELCOME STACY!!!
Our friend Rissa's depiction of Stacy

Before we begin, I’d like to give huge thanks to Hart for allowing me to drop in to gab about my latest release and the start of The Earth Angels paranormal romance series, NOBODY’S ANGEL.  Thanks, Your Tartness!

Wow, has it been a wild ride getting NOBODY’S ANGEL out of my scrambled brain and into the world.  It might appear all pretty and shiny with the excellent marketing/artwork Carina Press always puts forth, but things have a way of looking easy-peasy when you see only the finished product. ;)

So, where did it all begin?  Oy.  To be honest, this series didn’t start with NOBODY’S ANGEL, really.  It was just this massive, messy idea about 21st-century descendants of the Nephilim, an ancient race of angel-human hybrids considered to be mistakes, even abominations, in the eyes of heaven.  After that plot bunny parked its fat rear front and center in my mind’s eye, I had no choice but to figure out what sort of personality could live under the pressure of knowing they’re a celestial boo-boo.  Once I had that established, I settled on about half-dozen or so characters I wanted to play with.

Zeke Reece, the hero of NOBODY’S ANGEL, kicks things off in a fast-paced, high-flying adventure that was, in part, inspired by my love of comic books (I read them to this day, though not as religiously as I used to as a kid ;) ).  Considering the material I was working with, that only makes sense.  When you’ve got super-powered people, you HAVE to have at least one of them take up the role of superhero, complete with mask, awesome powers, a secret fortress… and oh, yeah.  The creepiest super-villain I could dream up. O_o

So Zeke is the official superhero of The Earth Angels series, but he’s far from perfect.  Not only does he hate being a member of the Nephilim, he has trouble sharing the burden that comes with it.  When a phantasm called a geist targets Kendall Glynn, a journalist who’s just psychic enough to see its presence as well as Zeke’s supernatural abilities, he does his best to protect her.  But Kendall, who’s terrified of the bizarre element that has slipped into her life, is determined to help herself out of this fix.  She’s no quitter, and when she uses her own researching skills to uncover the true culprit, Zeke has to accept that there are times when he’s the one who needs help.

As of this writing, all four books in The Earth Angels series have been completed, with the first three fully edited and already in Carina Press’s publishing schedule for 2013 (I posted this schedule on my own blog here).  The fourth and final book is now being revised and will be shipped off to my editor this week (I hope), and after completing the series, I have to say it’s been a wild ride.  There will never be another “first” series for me, so The Earth Angels—and Zeke and Kendall, who start the ball rolling—are near and dear to my heart.

Hummina hummina...

“I can’t believe it…”

“There was so much blood.”

“What happened?”

Fragments of conversation hit Kendall Glynn from all sides, but the words were no more than an irrelevant buzzing in her brain. She was just as oblivious to the emergency vehicles scattered outside San Francisco’s top-rated KPOW TV station. Some of her colleagues were crying, while others spoke to police. The sea of people behind the yellow crime-scene tape all looked the same—eager spectators hoping for a glimpse of more blood, more madness.

She’d had enough of both to last a lifetime.

“Miss? Have you been treated?”

Kendall’s zombielike shuffling halted at the deep melodic voice close to her, and she turned to discover an EMT had appeared at her side. For a long moment she stared at him while his words slipped across the frozen surface of her mind without leaving a mark.

“I’m not hurt.” Her voice came from far off, unrecognizable and rough around the edges. Which made sense. The last time she’d used it had been to scream.
And scream.

And scream.

“You might not be hurt, but you are in shock.” Somehow she was moving again, heading for the back of an empty ambulance. It wasn’t until he helped her into it that she realized he’d pulled her along like a lost two-year-old. “I’m going to check you out, okay?”

“This blood, it’s not mine.” Amazing, how calm she sounded.

“I understand.” After settling her on the side of a gurney, the paramedic lifted her chin with a gloved hand and flashed a penlight across her eyes. “You’ve got lovely eyes, just like emeralds. Do you have a name?”

“Kendall Glynn.”

“My name is Zeke Reece. I’m going to take your vitals now, okay, Kendall?”

“I’m not hurt.” He had to understand she wasn’t the one who needed his attention. “The others, Dave Beamer and Jane Walters, they’re the ones who...” Oh, God.

“They’re being taken care of.” A blood-pressure cuff slipped over her arm. Began to squeeze. “You were close to them when it went down, right? Can you tell me what happened?”

“I don’t know.” Confused, she shook her head. “One second Dave was doing his job—smiling into the camera and reading the copy I wrote about a couple of murder-suicides. It was my first lead story.”


“Maybe he didn’t like how I wrote it.” She couldn’t seem to stop shaking her head.

“The next thing I knew, Dave was choking our anchorwoman so hard I thought he’d snapped her neck, before he took his pen and…”

“Easy.” Zeke moved to sit beside her and pushed her head between her knees. “You’re not allowed to go that white, Kendall. Makes me think you’re going to faint.”

“I don’t know what happened,” she said again, closing her eyes and willing the queasiness to pass. “Everyone was screaming. It wasn’t until I got close to Dave that I realized he was yelling the loudest. It’s like he was possessed, jamming his pen into his own neck while he screamed for someone to stop him. I jumped on top of him, but…” She gulped in air until the ringing in her ears went away. “I think he’s dead. I think Dave is dead.” She trembled on the verge of admitting she’d seen the essence of Dave’s life drain away, just as she’d witnessed her grandfather’s life essence drift from his body in the hospital when she was a child. She’d told her mother about it, and had been reprimanded for letting her imagination run away with her like crazy Aunt Maggie, a woman who read palms and talked to spirits for a living. But deep down Kendall had always suspected what she’d seen that day was real, and Aunt Maggie probably wasn’t as crazy as her family claimed.

After tonight, though, she couldn’t help but think she might not be standing as securely on the stable ground of sanity as she’d once believed.

Book one in The Earth Angels

Investigative journalist Kendall Glynn is horrified when a friend and colleague signs off permanently during a live newscast, jabbing a pen into his jugular. Kendall's no expert, but judging by the strange white veil in the anchorman's eyes, she would swear he was a man possessed.

A descendant of the accursed Nephilim, Zeke Reece prowls San Francisco by night, keeping the city free from paranormal phenomena. But even he is no match for whatever malevolent force is behind a recent rash of murder-suicides. And when a beautiful tenacious reporter becomes the next target, Zeke has no choice but to stay close to her, until he can find the evil spirit and cross it over.

The closer Kendall gets to the truth, the more danger she's in. Fortunately, a sexy and mysterious masked stranger keeps swooping in to the rescue. Kendall's life depends on finding who or what is responsible for the killings, before it finds her.
33,000 words

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   [Poor baby can be MY angel...]


Shelley Munro said...

Congrats on the series and new release, Stacy. I've always been a fan of feline shifters but gargoyles would work for me :)

Alison DeLuca said...

Congratulations on the fantastic contract and gorgeous series! This is really exciting :)

Trisha said...

Stacy rocks, and WOOOOAHHHHH this is so exciting!!! :D Congrats Stacy!!

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Comic books! You are cool, Stacy. Congratulations on the book and series. Always wondered what would happen if the two races produced offspring.

Hart Johnson said...

Yay! Thanks so much for stopping by, guys! Stacy's fabulous, isn't she? Definitely check out her book!

Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy said...

I always wondered about the Nephilim. What a great idea for a series. I enjoyed your post, Stacy!

Kathy M.

Stacy Gail said...

Shelley, hi! It's so cool to see a fellow Carina Press author hanging out with the The Watery Tart. :D And CONGRATULATIONS on your latest release a couple weeks ago--CAT NAP looks purrrrfectly delicious! ^_^

Alison --Thanks so much! Would you believe I actually took pictures of the contract and tried showing it to people I don't even know? There are now several restraining order out on me. *snort*

Thanks, Trisha! NOBODY'S ANGEL was written during our crazy BuNoWriMo thingies in June. I think that's where we first met, yeah? Not only do we get completed projects out of those writing months, we also grow our writing fam. Damn, that's cool. *hugs* Thanks for stopping by, chica! ^_^

Alex, pleeeeease tell me you like comic books too! Because then we can have in-depth conversations about which is better -- Marvel/DC of Japanese manga, or the offshoot "underground" web comics that are definitely gaining momentum. I need someone I can nerd out with. *iz lonely*

Hart, thanks again for allowing me to drop by and gab about NOBOSY'S ANGEL. It's a pet project I just had to write, and I still can't believe it's come into being. Thank you, thank you, thank you! *tacklhugs*

Yolanda Renee said...

Now that is one hunk of celestial boo boo. Take that mistake anytime!

Love it Stacy, love it!


Stacy Gail said...

Oh, you snuck in like a ninja, Kathy! Hi there! :D
It's always bothered me that while the Nephilim were supposed to be wiped out, much later on there's ol' Goliath (descendant of the Nephilim) getting into a rumble with a short kid with a sling. I've always thought it'd be cool to have other descendants living amongst us, getting on with their almost-ordinary lives and trying to fit in.
But then, I do have a weird brain (Hart and I share one, which explains a lot...).
Thanks for dropping by! :)

Stacy Gail said...

*high-fives Yolanda* If I may be so bold...OH, HELLZ, YEAH! XD
Honestly, I squealed like a fangirl when I saw my cover for NOBODY'S ANGEL. I do believe the term "lick-o-licious" wouldn't be amiss here. *snort*

Thanks for commenting, Yolanda! I approve!

Kas said...

I really can't wait to read this. : ]

Hart Johnson said...

Celestial boo boo *snort*

Kathy-Stacy is great about that--finding really fresh mythology to tap into. Love these guys, too... lots of power but tons of insecurity.

E.J. Wesley said...

Yay comic books! :-)

I'm not OVERLY ADHD and am fond of the Twitters ... but in general, I think you're probably correct.

celeste holloway said...

Awesome! Talk about action and intrigue! Congratulations on your contract, Stacy! And Hart, you've inspired me to use my Twitter account more often. :)

Helena said...

I too love the phrase "celestial boo-boo." And that's an angel I want. I mean, I really, really want that one...

I had no idea Twitter could be so much fun and lead to something so great for you. Congrats!

Stacy Gail said...

Kas, this books wants to be read by you! *laughs*

Hart -- It's their insecurity that makes them sooooooo yummy! Or at least relatable. I can TOTALLY relate to insecurity. *snort*

E.J -- If you knew me, you'd want to have a tranquilizer gun within reach, so that probably explains why Da Twittah and I get along like a house on fire! My brain (well, my SHARED brain, when Hart isn't in possession of it) is like a super bouncy ball. "Boing" should've been my middle name. :D

Celeste, hop on Twitter and enjoy the ride! *is hopeful of making another Twitter zombie* :D

Hi, Helena! It was a total shock for me too, but Hart is absolutely right when it comes to the publishing world--you have to take that opening when and where you can. Who cares if you sneak in sideways, as long as you get in, right? ^_^

Thanks again for allowing me to drop by, Your Tartness! As always, your cyberhome is a marvelous place to be. <3

Adina West said...

Hi Stacey,

I'm late, but wanted to congratulate you on your superb use of twitter! Congratulations, and lovely cover. :-)

I did have a question though - is each book in the Earth Angels series self-encapsulated or do they need to be read together? Just interested as my debut novel is being serialised, so they've divided it up into five episodes, each around 25,000 words, and will release one per month (first one was out 1 Feb). Is yours something like this?