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Impact!

Here today to help celebrate the release of a new anthology.

(No, I’m not in it but I know a lot of the people who are and it’s awesome, so…)

Blurb:

IM * PACT
(noun)

1) One object colliding with another

2) An impinging of something upon something else

3) An influence or effect on something or someone

4) The force of a new idea, concept, technology or ideology

Four definitions to inspire writers around the world, and an unlimited number of possible stories to tell, but only 110 made the final cut.

A difficult choice to be made. An object hurtling recklessly through space. A new invention that will change the world. So many things can impact a life, a society, or a planet.

Impact features 300 word speculative fiction ficlets from across the queer spectrum from the minds of the writers of Queer Sci Fi.

Welcome to Impact.

Author Name: Queer Sci Fi
Publisher: Other Worlds Ink
Release Date: Thursday, July 26 2018
Format: Paperback, eBook
Is This Book Romance?: No
ASN: coming soon
Price: 3.99, 14.99
Story Type: Novella 20k-50k
Word Count: 33,700
Cover Artist: Lex Chase
Genres: sci fi, fantasy, paranormal, horror
Pairings: Some stories are romance, with various pairings

Warnings: This book contains 110 stories of 300 words or less each.

Series Title: Queer Sci Fi’s Annual Flash Fiction Contest
Position (Number) in Series: 4
Necessary to Read Previous Books: No
Other Books in Series Available for Review?: Yes

Series Blurb:
It’s hard to tell a story in just 300 words. Each year we ask writers to take the challenge, turning in stories across the queer spectrum. The rules are simple. Write a complete sci fi, fantasy, paranormal or horror story, include LGBTIQA characters, and do it all with just 300 carefully chosen words.

Excerpt:

Since this book is composed of stories of no more than 300 words, we can’t really do a standard excerpt, so we’re offering you the teaser first lines from a number of stories.

“She’d needed new oil. She felt her joints grow stiff, her muscles grow tight, her follicles thickening. If she didn’t get fresh quarts soon, people she passed would start calling her sir, asking, Where’s your gun?” —Crossville Station, by Nathan Alling Long

“The mallet’s impact on the hard, bright disk shattered the silence in the talking chamber. The resulting deep tone reverberated through the vault, through Saskia, as she fidgeted beside her lover.” —Settled, by Aidee Ladnier

“This is how the world ends, or so they say. From where I’m standing, it simply looks like a rolling darkness as distant lights flicker and die.” —Visitors, by LJ Phillips

“’What have you done?’ The mechanical eyes came to rest on his face, the droning beep sounding loud in the small room.” —Identity and Change, by Jo Tannah

“’Once upon a world, we were the same,’ he said, lifting my hand to his lips; the ground shaking beneath us.” —Impact, by Jack Ladd

“I been a tinker and soothsayer long enough to know this country’s at the cusp of war. They stir up hate easy as breath. And, oh, it pains my soul to see it. “ —Impact of Intervention, by Patricia Scott

“All lives begin with a messy impact of some kind. The crash of zygotes and gametes. Splats of silica gel between cybernetic synapses. Two women slam into each other carrying full cups of coffee.” —Quintessence, by E.M. Hammill

“If I venture far enough into the house, I’ll find my closet.” —The Closet, by K.S. Trenten

“It touched Ligaya when she was a child. Or she touched it. A half-glimpsed shape under her bed.” Mas Mabuti An Answang, by Foster Bridget Cassidy

“Jam zipped down the neon track, feather-light in low gravity. She rocketed forward, a glowing haze in her starred helmet, and shot past the pack. “Space Jammer!” echoed as she neared the line. Time to rack up the points.” —First Bout: Andromedolls Vs. Crotch Rockets, by Ginger Streusel

 

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Giveaway:

Queer Sci Fi is giving away a $25 Amazon gift card with this tour – enter via Rafflecopter for a chance to win.

About Queer Sci Fi:

At Queer Sci Fi, we’re building a community of sci fi, fantasy, paranormal and horror writers and readers who want a little rainbow in their speculative fiction. We run a great discussion group on Facebook, a twitter feed, and have a website full of useful materials, news, and announcements for readers and writers of queer speculative fiction.

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More Excerpts!
(Because, really, isn’t that the best part?)

The Best Opening Lines
Scott Coatsworth

Good flash fiction starts with a great opening line. Here are a few of them which really hooked us this year:

“I can’t reprimand him for doing what he did. He did it out of love.” —Civil War, by Kevin Klehr

“The pain was immediate. The burning, searing sensation was so overpowering Reina couldn’t tell if it was caused by profound heat or agonizing cold. Every muscle locked, tendons and ligaments stretched to their utmost limits, and she couldn’t even scream.” —Love and Sacrifice, by Bryony Kayn

“In space, silence is your enemy. Silence is loud and quiet all at once. It’s overwhelming and underwhelming. It’s death, and life. But mostly death.” —Cradled in Space, by Tia Liet

“The moment the sour spiciness hit her tongue, Phuong heard her grandmother’s voice in her memory, ‘You can’t rush the kimchi.’” —Brenda Noiseux

“I’ve always said that Death was a close personal friend. I’ve delivered so many clients to his doorstep I should receive a commission.” —Death’s Kiss, by Kethric Wilcox

“She stared at her reflection in the quiet silver of the lake. Hood pulled low, eyes too bright, teeth shining in the moonlight. The pebble left her hand in a shaky throw. It rippled through the surface, ripping it apart.” —Ripples and Regret, by Hannah Henry

“A cold February wind swept across the frozen cemetery ground, piling dead leaves and twigs at the bases of the headstones. On his knees with a large mound of gravesite dirt in front of him, Trent placed his gloved hands on the mound and said, ‘I’m so sorry I had to kill you.’” —Together Again, by Steve Carr

Whet your appetite yet? *grin*

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The Stark Divide

Yes, I know it’s not my usual day for a blog post, but I’m helping J. Scott Coatsworth celebrate the release of his new book.

Blurb:

Some stories are epic.

The Earth is in a state of collapse, with wars breaking out over resources and an environment pushed to the edge by human greed.

Three living generation ships have been built with a combination of genetic mastery, artificial intelligence, technology, and raw materials harvested from the asteroid belt. This is the story of one of them—43 Ariadne, or Forever, as her inhabitants call her—a living world that carries the remaining hopes of humanity, and the three generations of scientists, engineers, and explorers working to colonize her.

From her humble beginnings as a seedling saved from disaster to the start of her journey across the void of space toward a new home for the human race, The Stark Divide tells the tales of the world, the people who made her, and the few who will become something altogether beyond human.

Humankind has just taken its first step toward the stars.

Book One of Liminal Sky

Excerpt:

DRESSLER, SCHEMATIC,” Colin McAvery, ship’s captain and a third of the crew, called out to the ship-mind.

A three-dimensional image of the ship appeared above the smooth console. Her five living arms, reaching out from her central core, were lit with a golden glow, and the mechanical bits of instrumentation shone in red. In real life, she was almost two hundred meters from tip to tip.

Between those arms stretched her solar wings, a ghostly green film like the sails of the Flying Dutchman.

“You’re a pretty thing,” he said softly. He loved these ships, their delicate beauty as they floated through the starry void.

“Thank you, Captain.” The ship-mind sounded happy with the compliment—his imagination running wild. Minds didn’t have real emotions, though they sometimes approximated them.

He cross-checked the heading to be sure they remained on course to deliver their payload, the man-sized seed that was being dragged on a tether behind the ship. Humanity’s ticket to the stars at a time when life on Earth was getting rapidly worse.

All of space was spread out before him, seen through the clear expanse of plasform set into the ship’s living walls. His own face, trimmed blond hair, and deep brown eyes, stared back at him, superimposed over the vivid starscape.

At thirty, Colin was in the prime of his career. He was a starship captain, and yet sometimes he felt like little more than a bus driver. After this run… well, he’d have to see what other opportunities might be awaiting him. Maybe the doc was right, and this was the start of a whole new chapter for mankind. They might need a guy like him.

The walls of the bridge emitted a faint but healthy golden glow, providing light for his work at the curved mechanical console that filled half the room. He traced out the T-Line to their destination. “Dressler, we’re looking a little wobbly.” Colin frowned. Some irregularity in the course was common—the ship was constantly adjusting its trajectory—but she usually corrected it before he noticed.

“Affirmative, Captain.” The ship-mind’s miniature chosen likeness appeared above the touch board. She was all professional today, dressed in a standard AmSplor uniform, dark hair pulled back in a bun, and about a third life-sized.

The image was nothing more than a projection of the ship-mind, a fairy tale, but Colin appreciated the effort she took to humanize her appearance. Artificial mind or not, he always treated minds with respect.

“There’s a blockage in arm four. I’ve sent out a scout to correct it.”

The Dressler was well into slowdown now, her pre-arrival phase as she bled off her speed, and they expected to reach 43 Ariadne in another fifteen hours.

Pity no one had yet cracked the whole hyperspace thing. Colin chuckled. Asimov would be disappointed. “Dressler, show me Earth, please.”

A small blue dot appeared in the middle of his screen.

Dressler, three dimensions, a bit larger, please.” The beautiful blue-green world spun before him in all its glory.

Appearances could be deceiving. Even with scrubbers working tirelessly night and day to clean the excess carbon dioxide from the air, the home world was still running dangerously warm.

He watched the image in front of him as the East Coast of the North American Union spun slowly into view. Florida was a sliver of its former self, and where New York City’s lights had once shone, there was now only blue. If it had been night, Fargo, the capital of the Northern States, would have outshone most of the other cities below. The floods that had wiped out many of the world’s coastal cities had also knocked down Earth’s population, which was only now reaching the levels it had seen in the early twenty-first century.

All those new souls had been born into a warm, arid world.

We did it to ourselves. Colin, who had known nothing besides the hot planet he called home, wondered what it had been like those many years before the Heat.

 Publisher: DSP Publications
Author: J. Scott Coatsworth
Cover Artist: Aaron Anderson
Length: 284 Pages
Format: eBook, Paperback
Release Date: 10/10/17
Pairing: MM
Price: 6.99, 16.99
Series: Liminal Sky (Book One)
Genre: Sci Fi, Space, Gen Ship, Apocalypse, Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, Transgender, Queer

Buy Links Etc:

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Author Bio:

Scott spends his time between the here and now and the what could be. Enticed into fantasy and sci fi by his mom at the tender age of nine, he devoured her Science Fiction Book Club library. But as he grew up, he wondered where all the people like him were in the books he was reading.

He decided that it was time to create the kinds of stories he couldn’t find at his local bookstore. If there weren’t gay characters in his favorite genres, he would remake them to his own ends.

His friends say Scott’s mind works a little differently – he sees relationships between things that others miss, and gets more done in a day than most folks manage in a week. He loves to transform traditional sci fi, fantasy, and contemporary worlds into something unexpected.

Starting in 2014, Scott has published more than 15 works, including two novels and a number of novellas and short stories.

He runs both Queer Sci Fi and QueeRomance Ink with his husband Mark, sites that bring queer people together to promote and celebrate fiction that reflects their own lives.

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On the Outside — Louise Lyons

Hey, all!  I know this isn’t a regular post day but this is a special occasion.  Louise Lyons has a new novella out!  It’s called On the Outside and I’ve been enjoying the snippets she’s posted in the Rainbow Snippets blog hop on Saturdays, so I’m really excited to be able to read the whole thing now.  And even more excited to help her celebrate the release!

On The Outside 400 x 600

Excerpt:

The next Saturday we didn’t have much work on. Dad and Stuart went out to finish a job that only needed two men, giving Kirk and me the day off. Kirk stayed in his room all morning, and I watched crap TV and fiddled with my phone, wishing he’d come out and talk to me. Eventually, he did and when I looked up at the sound of him shuffling in the doorway, my eyes widened in shock at the bulging rucksack in his hand. The same rucksack he’d arrived with three months earlier.

“Where are you going?” I got to my feet, my stomach clenching.

He avoided my eyes. “It’s time I moved on.”

“Why? I thought you liked it here.”

“I can’t live here anymore.”

“So get another place. Or we can share a house or something. I’ve been meaning to move out for a while. Dad and Stuart would be glad of the extra space.” I hadn’t been thinking anything of the sort, but it was the first thing that came into my head. The idea of him leaving horrified me. I couldn’t imagine him not being here; not being able to see him.

“No.” Kirk shook his head. “I need to go. I’m going back to Leeds.”

“What’s in Leeds? Parents who don’t want you? Poor job prospects?”

Kirk met my eyes at last, his dark with sudden hurt. “Yeah, thanks, Craig.”

“I didn’t mean that.”

“It’s true. But I’ll find something. I can’t be here anymore.”

“Why?”

“Because… fuck it. You have everything you want here. A father and brother who care about you, a great job, a nice home, and enough money to get your own place if you want. A different girl every week.”

“You’ve been sharing all of that. You have a great job and a home, but you don’t have to live here if you don’t want. And how many girls have you brought back? We’ve all heard you.”

“I never brought anyone back here. I made it look like I did. I even fucking talked to myself, and made noises so you’d think I had someone in my room.”

“Why would you do that?” I gaped at him. I had to be missing something. He always got attention from girls when we went out and yet…

He drew in a rapid breath, eyes glistening. “Don’t you get it? I’m gay! Do you remember what happened in that cell? That wasn’t because you were all there was, it was because I wanted it. I wanted you. And when you got out, I got in more fights than ever before, because I wouldn’t let anybody else fuck me.”

My mind flashed back to the countless times we’d been together. We’d never kissed. It had all been about tossing each other off, or him sucking my dick, or me fucking him. The first time he’d begged for it, until I pinned him to the mattress and drove myself into him. He’d always seemed to enjoy it a hell of a lot more than a straight man desperate for release should have. He’d persuaded me to fuck him face to face a few times, and I hadn’t been able to meet his eyes because the look in his had freaked me out. Not because of what I saw there, but because I feared that same look might have been on my face.

Then there was that moment in the bathroom when he cleaned my hand. He met my eyes for a moment, and the expression in his… I hadn’t wanted to think about it at the time. He’d held my hand and it had seemed like there had been something between us; a moment. I’d cursed myself over and over for letting myself think about him like that and now, my heart pounded faster and harder as all of those things filled my head.

Book Information

Title: On The Outside
Genre: Contemporary, Gay Fiction, MM Romance
Length: 34,000 words
Publisher: Louise Lyons
Cover artist: Simon Searle

Blurb:

When Craig Ferguson is released from prison after a year’s sentence for fighting, he returns home to his father and brother, and the family business. Throwing himself back into the life he left, with family, work, and women, Craig tries to forget his time on the inside, but there’s one thing he just can’t get out of his mind.

Cell mate, Rocky Kirk, still has six months of his sentence to go, and after a year together in a tiny cell, Craig misses him more than he cares to admit. He does his best to forget, but when Rocky is released, and arrives on Craig’s doorstep, homeless and hurt, everything that happened between them comes flooding back.

Craig’s family takes in Rocky, now known as Kirk, and gives him a home and a job, but he’s reluctant to join in with their partying, and never seems entirely comfortable in their home. A few months later Kirk announces he has to leave, and when Craig presses him for an explanation, Kirk blurts out that his unwanted feelings for his friend are hurting him too much to stay. His admission changes everything, but Craig’s uncertainty, and fears of his father discovering their secret, threatens to ruin anything that could develop between them.

 

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About the Author

Louise Lyons comes from a family of writers. Her mother has a number of poems published in poetry anthologies, her aunt wrote poems for the church, and her grandmother sparked her inspiration with tales of fantasy. Louise first ventured into writing short stories at the grand old age of eight, mostly about little girls and ponies. She branched into romance in her teens, and MM romance a few years later, but none of her work saw the light of day until she discovered FanFiction in her late twenties.

Posting stories based on some of her favorite movies, provoked a surprisingly positive response from readers. This gave Louise the confidence to submit some of her work to publishers, and made her take her writing “hobby” more seriously.

Louise lives in the UK, about an hour north of London, with a collection of tropical fish and tarantulas. She works in the insurance industry by day, and spends every spare minute writing. She is a keen horse-rider, and loves to run long-distance. Some of her best writing inspiration comes to her, when her feet are pounding the open road. She often races into the house afterward, and grabs pen and paper to make notes.

Louise has always been a bit of a tomboy, and one of her other great loves is cars and motorcycles. Her car and bike are her pride and joy, and she loves to exhibit the car at shows, and take off for long days out on the bike, with no one for company but herself.

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