We’re beginning the countdown to the start of the Elysian Fields tour! The book will be released on August 13, and there will be tour stops galore, all with different content. There will be an amazing tour grand prize, and some little prizes along the way to keep it interesting.
I’m also trying something a little different this time, as regular readers of this blog will know: flash fiction set in the Sentinels world.
If you’re a book blogger and would like to have an original piece of flash fiction (in the 500-word range, if I can actually write that short) as part of the tour, please email me here. Note that Elysian Fields is currently available on NetGalley if you’re interested in reviewing. Having read Royal Street and River Road is not necessary, but will make things more interesting. Royal Street is $2.99 in ebook form from all retailers through the first week of August.
Here’s how the flash fiction will work: I as the author retain the copyright. The blogger will have exclusive use of it for 30 days, after which I can reissue the stories individually or as a collection, or toss them in the trash bin, depending on how awful they are!
As a reader, you can tell me what to write! Today, I’m issuing my first call for ideas. Please leave comments with writing prompts. If I use your idea, I’ll give you credit for the prompt!
What situation would you like one (or more) of the Sentinels characters to encounter? Does one of them catch another one doing something, um, interesting? It can be any character or combination of characters from any of the books. It can take place at any time period, but the setting is restricted to Southeast Louisiana or the Beyond. If it’s a character who is killed in one of the books (no spoilers here), I will set it prior to death…the exception, of course, being our friends from among the historical undead, particularly our favorite undead French pirate.
I think it will be fun! I might go insane. It will either be brilliant or horrific, and I’m giving it 50-50 odds right now.
So…to get the ideas churning, how about a scene from Elysian Fields? In this scene, DJ has a secret, and Alex wants to know what it is….
In my dream, a man called my name, softly at first, then in a shout. He needed a big serving of shut-the-hell-up.
I cracked one eye open, discerning a bear-shaped hulk standing in my bedroom doorway. The elven staff was in my hand and pointed toward the bear without my realizing I’d grabbed it.
He pinned me with a decidedly unsexy glare. “Well?”
Oookay. Time to tread carefully. “What did he say, exactly?”
Alex stretched across the bed, and propped on one elbow. Those long-lashed eyes that could simmer like melted chocolate and turn me into mush— not that I’d admit it to him— hardened into squinty orbs as he gave me a once-over.
“Like what you see?”