The Missing Girl: Pre-Release

Coming from BLACK LAWRENCE PRESS in September 2017, is THE MISSING GIRL, a flash fiction chapbook by Jacqueline Doyle.

In Doyle’s collection of flash fiction tales, The Missing Girl, the voicelessness of the missing is palpable, the girls’ stories whispered into a vacuum or recounted from the point of view of a predator, murderer, or voyeur. Violence lurks below the surface here, haunts the back pages of newspapers, takes up residence in your dreams.

You know a missing girl.

BLURB:

A driver lures a young girl into his car. A woman recalls a not-so-innocent childhood game. A man reveals much more than he’ll ever tell the police. After a high school girl is murdered, everyone has an opinion. A girl wakes beside a dumpster to find slut scrawled on her body. A girl speaks up after a crime—but is she telling the truth? And could you blame her if she’s not?

The Missing Girl is available for pre-order at a discount ($6.95—$2 off the list price) on the Black Lawrence Press website.

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Advance praise:

“In these dark and edgy stories, Jacqueline Doyle has made a dispassionate study of the degradation of girls and the twisted hearts of those who harm them. Most chilling is the ease with which these characters fall prey to violence and how quickly depravity finds its way past the surface of ordinary situations. Prepare to be very disturbed.”

–Elizabeth McKenzie, author of The Portable Veblen (National Book Award Finalist 2016)

“Full of sex, lies, and vivid insights into the human compulsion to do the wrong thing, these stories go down easy but hit hard. A powerful and provocative collection.”

–Frances Lefkowitz, author of To Have Not

 

AUTHOR BIO: 

Jacqueline Doyle has published creative nonfiction and fiction in numerous literary journals and anthologies. Her flash has appeared in magazines such as Quarter After Eight, [PANK], Monkeybicycle, Sweet, The Café Irreal, Post Road, The Pinch, and the anthology Nothing to Declare: A Guide to the Flash Sequence. She lives with her husband and son in the San Francisco Bay Area, where she teaches at Cal State East Bay.

Find her online at her website, on Facebook, and on Twitter.

 

FIYAH Lit Mag Issue #1: A Review

I was breathless to read the first issue of Fiyah Lit Mag, but I forced myself to wait until I finished reading my current book. That was not easy, I promise you. I’ve felt this was needed for a long time.

Finally, I opened it. I’d kept myself away from reading other reviews of the mag, although I knew it to be astounding because I’ve seen the first seven words of Tweets about its stunning portrayals of POCs in speculative fiction worlds.

I’m with those Tweeters. Believe. But first, that cover:

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“Rebirth” is the theme of the first of what I hope will be many issues of this mag. And each author has wound it seamlessly into the story only they can tell. It reads like they all sat around a table, clutching their caffeinated beverage of choice, and brainstormed how to make readers stare at the page in fascination. Which authors? The ToC is below:

Long Time Lurker, First Time Bomber — by Malon Edwards

Police Magic — by Brent Lambert

Revival — by Wendi Dunlap

The Shade Caller — by Davaun Sanders

We Have Ended — by V.H. Galloway

Chesirah — by L.D. Lewis

 

Edward’s “Long Time Lurker, First Time Bomber” is set in a futuristic world of robotics and impermanent death.

“Police Magic” shows us boys on a quest to find a way to end a dark magic taking over the world.

“The Shade Caller” and “We Have Ended” have alternate reality versions of Africa, but hold true to the storytelling traditions and lore.

In “Revival” you think you know what’s going to happen, but the story will take you of guard.

“Chesirah” gives us a strong female protagonist and the lengths she will go to for freedom, surprising even herself.

Each author’s voice is distinct, yet they all call out from within the African diaspora. Premises of freedom, expression, love, and sacrifice abound, dancing equally as well with tech implants as they do with magical creatures. Issue #1 sings, it shouts, it resonates with who we are and what we strive to be. It is the voice of Black spec fic.

It doesn’t shy away from where we’ve been, but its head is turned toward the future, feeling the wind coming off the sea of change on its scalp. And y’all know that feels good.

So pick up a copy of Fiyah Lit Mag, Issue #1. Read these stories of where Black Speculative Fiction is and where it’s going. You’ll want to come along for the ride.

Freeks: Book Release and Blog Tour

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I’m so excited to share an excerpt from Amanda Hocking’s new release Freeks out now from St. Martin’s Griffin. I love a carnival setting for a dark, creepy read and Hocking, A New York Times best-selling author, delivers.

How do I know? Here, have an excerpt:

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My feet rested against the dashboard of the Winnebago as we lumbered down the road, the second vehicle in a small caravan of beat-up trailers and motorhomes.

The sun hadn’t completely risen yet, but it was light enough that I could see outside. Not that there was much to see. The bridge stretched on for miles across Lake Tristeaux, and I could see nothing but the water around us, looking gray in the early morning light.

The AC had gone out sometime in Texas, and we wouldn’t have the money to fix it until after this stint in Caudry, if we were lucky. I’d cracked the window, and despite the chill, the air felt thick with humidity. That’s why I never liked traveling to the southeastern part of the country—too humid and too many bugs.

But we took the work that we got, and after a long dry spell waiting in Oklahoma for something to come up, I was grateful for this. We all were. If we hadn’t gotten the recommendation to Caudry, I’m not sure what we would’ve done, but we were spending our last dimes and nickels just to make it down here.

I stared ahead at Gideon’s motorhome in front of us. The whole thing had been painted black with brightly colored designs swirling around it, meant to invoke images of mystery and magic. The name “Gideon Davorin’s Traveling Sideshow” was painted across the back and both the sides. Once sparkles had outlined it, but they’d long since worn off. My eyelids began to feel heavy, but I tried to ward off sleep. The radio in the car was playing old Pink Floyd songs that my mom hummed along to, and that wasn’t helping anything.

“You can go lay down in the back,” Mom suggested.

She did look awake, her dark gray eyes wide and a little frantic, and both her hands gripped the wheel. Rings made of painted gold and cheap stones adorned her fingers, glinting as the sun began to rise over the lake, and black vine tattoos wrapped around her hands and down her arms.

For a while, people had mistaken us for sisters since we looked so much alike. The rich caramel skin we both shared helped keep her looking young, but the strain of recent years had begun to wear on her, causing crow’s feet to sprout around her eyes and worried creases to deepen in her brow.

I’d been slouching low in the seat but I sat up straighter. “No, I’m okay.”

“We’re almost there. I’ll be fine,” she insisted.

“You say we’re almost there, but it feels like we’re driving across the Gulf of Mexico,” I said, and she laughed. “We’ve probably reached the Atlantic by now.”

She’d been driving the night shift, which was why I was hesitant to leave her. We normally would’ve switched spots about an hour or two ago, with me driving while she lay down. But since we were so close to our destination, she didn’t see the point in it.

On the worn padded bench beside the dining table, Blossom Mandelbaum snored loudly, as if to remind us we both should be sleeping. I glanced back at her. Her head lay at a weird angle, propped up on a cushion, and her brown curls fell around her face.

Ordinarily, Blossom would be in the Airstream she shared with Carrie Lu, but since Carrie and the Strongman had started dating (and he had begun staying over in their trailer), Blossom had taken to crashing in our trailer sometimes to give them privacy.

It wasn’t much of a bother when she slept here, and in fact, my mom kind of liked it. As one of the oldest members of the carnival—both in age and the length of time she’d been working here—my mom had become a surrogate mother to many of the runaways and lost souls that found us. Blossom was two years younger than me, on the run from a group home that didn’t understand her or what she could do, and my mom had been more than happy to take her under her wing. The only downside was her snoring. Well, that and the telekinesis.

“Mara,” Mom said, her eyes on the rearview mirror. “She’s doing it again.”

“What?” I asked, but I’d already turned around to look back over the seat. At first, I didn’t know what had caught my mom’s eye, but then I saw it—the old toaster we’d left out on the counter was now floating in the air, hovering precariously above Blossom’s head.

The ability to move things with her mind served Blossom well when she worked as the Magician’s Assistant in Gideon’s act, but it could be real problematic sometimes. She had this awful habit of unintentionally pulling things toward her when she was dreaming. At least a dozen times, she’d woken up to books and tapes dropping on her. Once my mom’s favorite coffee mug had smacked her right in the head.

“Got it,” I told my mom, and I unbuckled my seat belt and went over to get it. The toaster floated in front of me, as if suspended by a string, and when I grabbed it, Blossom made a snorting sound and shifted in her sleep. I turned around with the toaster under my arm, and I looked in front of us just in time to see Gideon’s trailer skid to the side of the road and nearly smash into the guardrail.

“Mom! Look out!” I shouted.

 

Copyright © 2016 by Amanda Hocking and reprinted by permission of St. Martin’s Griffin.

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Grab a copy of Freeks from Macmillan, Books-A-Million, Barnes and Noble, and Amazon.

Find out more about Amanda on her website, blog, Twitter, Facebook, GoodReads, and Pinterest.

 

 

 

Forever Vacancy: A Release

For those that don’t know, I’m one of the founders of Colors in Darkness, a group of dark speculative fiction authors of color and authors who write and read characters of color. CID exists to provide support to authors of color in the speculative fiction genres of horror, paranormal, sci-fi, dark fantasy, and combinations thereof.

We also are a place to find new work to read if you enjoy seeing characters of color in the genres above.

In our Facebook group, we share calls for submissions, writing advice, and provide beta reading for these diverse stories and their authors.

We’re excited to announce our latest project, and anthology of stories from these authors, Forever Vacancy.

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The pre-order link is on Amazon and the book will release on January 13th.

Want to know more? Here’s a bite:

Amid the upheaval of the 1960s, the Kretcher Motel opened in a poor, desolate part of Atlanta. It still serves its original purpose: to lure those souls who are lost, who are troubled, who are evil…to itself. Check in to view these thirteen dark tales of horror, betrayal, fear, and wickedness, all featuring characters of color. You may never want to leave.

TOC:
The Thing in Room 204 – C.W. Blackwell

Karma Suture – Tawanna Sullivan

The Last Day of Jerome Brown – Jordan King-Lacroix

Roost – Kenya Moss-Dyme

Salvation – Ross Baxter

The Honeymoon Suite: Jacob’s Reunion – Sumiko Saulson

A Long Way From the Ritz – Eden Royce

Mister Mackintosh – David Turnbull

Flesh Trap – Querus Abuttu

A Devil of a Deal – David O’Hanlon

Hollygraham – Sy Shanti

The Adjusters – Dahlia DeWinters

Need – Zin E. Rocklyn

 

 

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Book Release- Cozened: A Cybil Lewis Novel

So glad to hear author Nicole Kurtz is back on the scene with a new release. I’ve known Nicole for a while now,  having met at ConCarolinas several years ago. We share a love of speculative fiction, which has given us the opportunity to work together on a few projects for her publishing house, Mocha Memoirs Press.

In addition to her futuristic thriller series, Cybil Lewis, Nicole also writes horror and dark fantasy. Her novels have been named as finalists in the Fresh Voices in Science FictionEPPIE in Science Fiction, and Dream Realm Awards in science fiction. Nicole’s short stories have earned an Honorable Mention in L. Ron Hubbard’s Writers of the Future contest, and have appeared in numerous anthologies and publications.

It’s been some time since we chatted, but when I saw she had a new Cybil Lewis novel out, I applauded. So here’s the info. Get yourself a copy.

BLURB:

Cybil Lewis and her inspector-in-training, Jane, are back on the case. Hired to find the missing son of a prominent woman, Cybil is pulled into the District’s sordid political arena of a governor’s family with dark and dangerous secrets, and the determination to keep them hidden. Cybil will soon learn that anyone can be a little cozen.

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EXCERPT:

      Something about seeing someone smeared over Freedom Square with its historic quotations and long dead implications made me shudder. It wasn’t right.

The shiny moonlight revealed glistening drops that led off from the man’s body on to the impenetrable trees that dotted the pavement along the square. A reminder of a time when the United States wasn’t a jigsaw puzzle of territories, the vegetation had part of continuing Thomas Jefferson’s law to keep D.C. beautiful.

Now, no one even flew their vehicles this close to the ground unless landing.

“What the heck?” Without even realizing it, I’d drifted over to the violation scene once more for closer inspection. My eyes squinted as they tried to focus on the substance.

“Stop!” A regulator resembling a brick wall with a tan jumped in front of me just as I reached the liquid trail’s beginning a few feet from the cautionary beam. Between the beam and the brute, they’d managed to keep all citizens out of the violation scene. Beneath his uniform, muscles bulged against the fabric, threatening to rend the material.

“You’re not authorized to be here!” The monstrous regulator’s deep voice sounded like it had been modified from an audio file. Lips firmly pressed together and trunk-sized arms crossed over his chest, I knew immediately that my usual sweet-talking charm wasn’t going to melt his ice.

“Well, Regulator Tom said…” The lie formed on my tongue and slid off like a snake.

“I said what?” Daniel quipped from behind me.

I groaned. I needed to see those stains closer.

“She’s leaving, Ron.” Daniel frowned at my actions, no doubt. He grabbed my arm and directed me over to a somewhat secluded spot several paces away.   “Are you trying to get me fired?” he asked heatedly once we were out of earshot.

“You invited me here!” I removed his hand from my arm. I turned slightly away from him. His fingers brushed my arm in a half-hearted attempt to reclaim it.

“If the captain finds you here…”

“I know. So why wake me up just to jerk my chain?” I didn’t want to argue with him. Daniel’s arguments could go on for eternity, even if I’d died midway through the debate.

“No, but go home. I’ll let you know when I get more.”

I didn’t quite know how to respond to that and retain my dignity, so I stood with my arms crossed and my face fixed at pissed.

“I needed you to ID him, all right? You keep telling me you don’t know who he is, though the look on your face tells me you do. Since you won’t make the identification, I’ve got to put you back with the citizens.”

With his hand on my shoulder, he moved me toward the crowd of hungry spectators. Perhaps it was more guiding than dragging. I seemed to gravitate to my wauto. I didn’t tell him or anyone about the inky dark spots. No doubt the regulators’ vioTechs would locate and misinterpret them. This wasn’t my case and I wasn’t getting paid. Home sounded better and better.

I paused before getting into the pilot’s seat. Behind the caution beam, doctors removed chunks of the body into a body bag and hauled it away on a levitating dolly. Flashes from digital cameras lit up the early morning sky. The cool air seemed to suck all the strength out of me.

Death.

No matter how often I saw it, regardless of what form it took, it made me reflect on just why I did this kind of work. The loss of human life always unnerved me. Well okay, not always. When someone is trying to silence you truly permanently, then no, I don’t weep for the bastard who eats the other end of my laser gun.

Yet, this accident dropped a sharp stab into my emotional soft spots, the ones I usually keep covered with my own internal Kevlar vest.

As I sank into my wauto’s leather seat, images of him swirled across my vision like contact lenses—suctioned on, refusing to let go until the tears washed them out. I didn’t cry, not then. I wanted to, but I couldn’t.

The body no longer resembled a human being, but a battered hunk of meat.

Once he had been handsome, healthy, and one hell of a lover.

His name had been Carlos Rodriguez.

 

Cozened is available now on Amazon. Follow Nicole on her social media outlets:

Website/Blog: http://www.nicolegivenskurtz.com

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/nicolegkurtz

Twitter: @nicolegkurtz

Goodreads: Nicole Givens Kurtz

Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/nlkurtz

 

Spook Lights 2: A Release

As an author, especially as an indie, you have to try different things with your work. This time ’round, I’m putting my newest book release, Spook Lights 2: Southern Gothic Horror up for pre-order.

In January, I’ll be releasing the second collection of Southern Gothic stories, Spook Lights 2. With this collection, I hope to broaden the definition of what horror is by weaving in magical realism and fantasy with the good old fashioned grotesque that brands a work as Southern Gothic. Closer to release date, I’ll do a Goodreads giveaway of a print copy of my first collection, Spook Lights.

I’m also considering doing a slightly different cover for the eBook versus the print copy. Have a gander at the images below and let me know your thoughts.

Featured Author: Lance Keeble

I’d like to introduce you to a new author of speculative fiction I met recently: Lance Keeble.

His latest release, Globes Disease, is a horror novel set in the quiet town of La Mort Douce. A vampire threatens the small group of werewolves, who treat them like wild game. The government promises a cure, but will it come in time?

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Tell us about yourself, Lance. 

Well let’s see, I was born and raised in LA. My mother was my primary parent; she worked for social services for 20 years. She earned her Masters Degree when I was 13. She was my first influence when it came to reading. In fact I would get in trouble because I would read books under the covers with a flashlight and be too exhausted to get up for school the next day.

I was a “B” average student with a fantastical imagination and though I read fiction and non-fiction, I found Science Fiction, Horror, Fantasy and even Comic Books quite intriguing. Around 7 years old I wrote, illustrated and bound my first book about an Ant that becomes an Astronaut.

I was always writing poems or songs. I devoured Godzilla movies and black and white horror movies like Dracula, The Wolf-man, The Fly, I Was a Teen-age Werewolf,  along with Speed Racer, James Bond movies, Batman and American football.

I did some brief college, became a fireman when my first son was born, been married a few times, had a gaggle of kids and provided for them. I stopped writing in the early 80’s for way too many reason to write in this article. In 2003/2004, I picked up a pen and dedicated myself to writing again.

Currently I am working on retiring in 3 years and I hope to establish myself into my new career so I can stay home, write and help raise my 3-year-old daughter. I love geek stuff, technology and new takes on the Science Fiction, Dark Fantasy, Superhero and Horror genres. I have a sick sense of humor and I am general immature (when I am not being responsible) and harmless. I am one big bifurcated contradiction of sorts.

What inspired you to write dark fiction?

Science fiction and horror monsters have always been a fascination of mine. I like the classic protagonist, and love when someone is successful at giving the genre a new twist. It’s funny whenever I sit down to write the only thing that comes out is dark fantasy, fiction and super hero stuff.

And the impetus for Globes Disease was…

I wrote a short story about a man who contracts Lycanthropy and is walking down the street trying to figure out if people are looking at him because he is Black or a Werewolf. That story grew. Eventually the characters increased and evolved. Eventually I began to include people I was familiar with and had not yet seen before in those types of stories.

I think True Blood was onto something but the show jumped the rails. That happens, it’s hard to talk about the same people over and over and over.

I liked Underworld’s initial introduction, but now it’s Romeo and Juliet with fangs to me.

No diss on any of these ideas and stories, they have to evolve to keep people interested, I am certain I will gain and lose readers the same way. Though personally I would prefer Game of Thrones’ success, but how often does that happen– where someone takes your work and attempts to keep it as close to the original as possible? I believe everyone would love that type of success.

Impetus? Basically I was tired of seeing the same thing with the same people in the same roles and scenarios. I thought it was about time to explore the Who? What? Why? And When? Using different perspectives when it comes to the Werewolf.

As authors of color, how can we gain a larger share of the dark fiction fan base? Is it all about visibility?

It’s the numbers, the more creators, writers and authors of color, the more the world will get used to us and just naturally buy our work with out thinking about it.

It also is gonna take the gatekeepers, the powers that be, allowing or funding, artists of color to be expansive and groundbreaking. Making sure not to pigeon hold authors in the Urban Section of the book stores or only highlighting Street tales, Ghetto Soap Operas and Afro Pulp Fiction. Again I am not dissing anyone, I just want to see the same variety and exposure that we see in mainstream publishing. I want to be allowed to and to be celebrated for, being different and strange like Waters, Palahniuk, Burton, etc.…

I want to find my audience.

Globes Disease blends horror and fantasy, making lycanthropy a disease—similar to how some have tackled vampires and zombies—with a heavy dose of action thrown in. Why mix these genres, and why werewolves?
I always felt Werewolves were an afterthought over all in the genre. Almost like they don’t know exactly what to do with them. Which is sad cause I loved movies like The Howling and American Werewolf in London, Ginger Snaps yet somehow the sequels jumped the shark. Underworld is phenomenal. But most portrayals are normally sympathetic to the Vampires. Vampires we know by name, Dracula, etc. Can you name any Werewolves? Vampires are portrayed as classy, well-dressed, romantic and societal, Werewolves are portrayed as dirty, uncontrollable, wild, always alone or in warring packs.

I don’t see Vampires that way; look at Salem’s Lot there is a reason it stands out. I think Anne Rice’s vampires are romantic but, the Vampires in her books have tipping points, human failings, I like that. I think someone who lives forever has to be alone on occasion, don’t ya’ think? Would you, could you really be with your significant other or best friend for 100 years plus? You’d want to kill one another; you need 50-60 years of alone time every now and then.

I think Wolves are natural pack animals and seek support and love; they are passionate, and unselfish, yet they can be loners as well.

I think in the past, writers and moviemakers didn’t care if Werewolves loved or had feelings. I think they were fetishized, kinda like some people who date different types to prove something or to check off the “I did that!” list.

I do like that books and movies in recent years have attempted to explore Werewolves but when I started this idea, there wasn’t much material that I found interesting.

And honestly, I love Werewolves. I like that rawness.

In short I think it’s been said that Vampires are a metaphor for romantic sex. I think Werewolves are a metaphor for passionate fucking. (Can I say that?)

(Yes. Yes, you can.) 

What research do you perform or is your work mostly spawned from personal experience?

I do what I call a brain dump. My mind has a wealth of trivial info and general knowledge that I can mostly refer to (snicker), but I want to tell a story first. Flush the plot out, see if I can give it something different or interesting as well as exploring the characters I’m curious about, after which I do deep research to answer questions I have or beta readers may have about certain details.

What I love about fiction is, you can make something up and then combine facts that make it seem plausible. I created a superhero character that was spawned from the technology of the Kuwaiti wars and when I tell people the origin, they think its real. I find that reaction to be very kool.

As far as research, folklore makes the best place to draw from, in my the third Globes Disease novel I found a perfect Native American tale about where the Werewolf comes from that I was able to incorporate into my story perfectly.

What’s your next project?

The Prequel to Globes Disease (second novel) is finished and I need an editor…

I am writing a superhero prose using public domain characters. I did another one already for Black Power: The Superhero Anthology! organized by Balogun Ojetade, titled: “Nikia the Pandora. I completed a children’s book I need an artist for that. I am currently working on the 3rd book in the GD series as well.

What truly scares you? How do these fears inspire your writing?

Rape. Children getting hurt or dying (I walked out of Pet Semetery).

I was told once to write what scares you or makes you uncomfortable (Helen Gerth)…I tend to turn off movies and put down books that cover the above subjects. So I thought I would address it a little and see where I am at with it in the third book. Honestly, I actually still don’t like it, but the book is too good to rewrite it.

What do you like to read and/or watch?

Read- I like to read a variety of things, but not all the subjects I am interested in hold my attention. I am currently reading Lagoon by Nnedi Okorafor. I just finished George Clintons bio titled Brothas Be, Yo Like George, Ain’t That Funkin’ Kinda Hard On You?: A Memoir, I read the Fight Club 2 comic and a few other comic books and I’m trudging through Joseph Campbell’s Heroes Journey…So for me, I pick up books and then if it grabs me I read them, if not I put it down or come back to it and see if it was my frame of mind…

Books that stood out to me, and made an impact on my writing are The Tell-Tale Heart by Poe, On a Pale Horse by Pierce Anthony, Enders Game by Orson Scott Card, the Thomas Covenant Series by Donaldson, and the first 3 books of Anne Rice’s Vampire series…(I’m sure there are more but I don’t want to bore everyone)

Watch- That varies too, the Thing, Empire Strikes Back, the Force Awakens, almost any Superhero movie (even the bad ones), Star Trek (Wrath of Kahn, Under Discovered Country, the 2 J.J. Abrams reboots), NFL and Two and Half Men, and a plethora of Animated films (Especially the ones my 3 year old likes), I like Vampire Hunter D. 1 & 2, the Killing Joke, Mask of the Phantasm, Under the Redhood, Zootopia, etc. 007 (Connery, Brosnan and Craig) again I could go on and on but…

What’s missing in fiction? What shape would you like to see the future of horror take?

It’s as if Grey, Twilight, Hunger Games and Divergent, have shaped the mainstream industry…I would like more quality, more variety and less cooperate machine stuff. Which is kinda hypocritical cause I am happy about all the superhero stuff, even though they could have better diversity as well.

I think things are moving along because all the avenues to share content available, we are getting new voices but I would love to see more women and men of color. We seem to be rehashing shit and the voices aren’t diverse enough yet…It would be nice to find the next Shonda Rhimes, Matty Rich, Spike Lee, John Singleton, George Tillman Jr., Antoine Fuqua, M. Night Shyamalan, Adi Shanker of fantasy, sci-fi and horror…

I would like to see more color come to the top of that heap…and less formula…I know there is a Black Ridley Scott out there somewhere! (Laughing)

Who is your main inspiration?

My main inspirations are my Mother, Edgar Allen Poe, Chuck Palahniuk, Howard Chaykin, and a few people I may have mentioned earlier…

I like people who take the normal tropes and tweak them a little…

What’s the most difficult part of writing for you?

Time. I have a busy job. I now have a busy life. Prior to this I had relationship issues that hindered me. And children are always a challenge but can be managed. I get up early or take parts of my off days to write. I text, email and sync to myself often, especially in traffic or when I’m stuck waiting for everything: Dr. Office, restaurants, DMV, (laughing). Sorry I am thinking about Zootopia and the Sloths.

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I finally sit down to type and then fall asleep. So needless to say, I would love to write full time. I think I will get better at it, when I can dedicate more time and efforts into it.

Is there a subject you refuse to touch?

There was but since I have passed that, I will say, I will not do child abuse/sexual abuse stuff like that… Even in my second book, when I pushed my comfort level, I didn’t necessarily describe the situations more than they needed to be described. Just enough to I indicated that they happened…

What do you do in your spare time? (If you have any, that is.)

I used to play video games but not any more. I am multitasking, watching and writing, working and parenting, I suffer from toddler fatigue, seriously (laughing). Writing has provided me more opportunities to write, so that is what I do in my spare time, write. I like it.

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Thanks so much for the interview. Is there anything else you like to mention?

Thank you for having me. It was a privilege and an honor to be able to share with you and your fans. Please read my book, fans. It’s a fast read and a character driven take on the genre that you might love. I think you will enjoy it overall.

Globes Disease is my debut novel, and as a fan of the genre it’s pretty good. I am excited cause I know I can only get better, so come grow with me…

Do You Have It? Grab yourself a copy of Globes Disease on Lance’s website or on Amazon

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