Monday, February 6, 2017

Rogue's Angels Present: Age of Order by Julian North

Please welcome Julian North author Age of Order.

Julian North will be awarding a $50 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.




Age of Order
by Julian North

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GENRE: Dystopian Young Adult/New Adult

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INTERVIEW:

How did you come up with your idea for your novel?

I’ve written since I was a kid, but I rarely finished a book. On the two previous occasions where I did manage to complete a manuscript, I wasn’t satisfied with the result. But Age of Order was different. It was inspired by my experiences fighting to get my two young children into school in my adopted home of New York City. You could say that the book was born out of anger and frustration, then raised on glimmers of hope. What started as a way to blow off steam evolved into a vessel to discuss the unfairness, inequality, and occasional brilliance I saw around me through my favorite medium: dystopian science-fiction.

What expertise did you bring to your writing?

Well, I’m not sure if its really “expertise,” but I studied history in college (even less lucrative than writing), and in “real life” I write all the time for my job, every day.  Supposedly, none on it is fiction. Supposedly.

As far as your writing goes, what are your future plans?

Age of Order has a real ending, not a cliff hanger. If I don’t write a sequel, I don’t think anyone will hate me. I thought that it would be rather presumptuous for a new author and first novel to leave everyone hanging. However, I left plenty of room for the story to continue. Assuming reader want it, I’ll be thrilled to write all of the story, which should be 3-4 books.

If you could be one of the characters from this book, who would it be and why?

Kristolan. I don’t want to give away spoilers, but she is not the narrator/lead, but rather somewhat of a rival. Why? Well, I always wondered what it would be like to be beautiful, privileged and ambitious. We read to experience a world different than our own, right?

Can you give us a sneak peek into this book?

At its best, Age of Order works on different levels and can speak to different audiences (young adults and adults). It’s the story of a strong young woman, Daniela Machado, who, like most people in her world, hasn’t had it easy: she’s lost most of her family, has few material possessions and has a ton of responsibilities. Yet focuses on the bright lights in her life: friendship and being the best runner in Bronx City. She accepts an unusual opportunity to attend school with the elite of Manhattan to help her brother, and maybe the rest of her people. Of course, nothing is free in her world, and the people who supposedly offered her this amazing chance want something from her. She goes in with her eyes open, but even she is surprised at how deep the rabbit hole goes, and how high the stakes turn out to be. Daniela ends up fighting not just for what she believes in, but to stay true to herself.

Do you belong to a critique group? If so how does this help or hinder your writing?

I don’t have a formal critique group, but I do rely on a core group of beta readers who suffered through multiple drafts. One of them is a native Spanish speaker who helps me with my use Spanish—although he’s rather disappointed in my efforts. I recently read the Brief Wonderful Life of Oscar Wao at his insistence so that I might gain a better understanding of how to use Spanish slang to communicate cultural flavor. I’ve got some ideas for the next book, but mostly I’m still in awe of Junot Diaz’s writing. I’ll never be able to do what he did in those pages. The Pulitzer was well deserved.

When did you first decide to submit your work? Please tell us what or who encouraged you to take this big step?

Well, ahem… I turned 40. I wanted to be a writer growing up. But that wasn’t in the cards, at least not immediately. Like Daniela in Age of Order, I had responsibilities. So I took the practical route, one that offered the prospect of a steady income. I promised myself that I would come back to do the things I loved, one day. Age of Order is a part of that.

Do you outline your books or just start writing?

I have an idea of what I want to say and where I want my characters to end up before I start writing. I usually have a clear outline extending 2-3 chapters ahead as I write. Around the middle of the book, I’ve generally spent enough time thinking about it that things start to click and I have a clear path to the finish. The writing goes faster and easier at that point. I call it “writing downhill.”

How do you maintain your creativity?

I read, I go to the movies, I talk to my friends and my wife about life. I walk to work every morning, which gives me a solid 30 minutes to think about characters and plot without the pressure of actually writing anything.

Who is your favorite character in the book. Can you tell us why?

I rather like them all--I’ve spent so much time getting to know them, even the difficult ones. But if I had to pick one, I’m rather partial to Nythan Royce. He gets the best lines, and his interest in 20th Century science fiction books and film mirrors my own (I wonder how that happened?). He’s the voice that keeps people from taking themselves too seriously. He’s also one of the characters who still has lot of story to tell. We’ve barely scratched the surface of Nythan in Age of Order.






BLURB:

What if the people who thought they were better than you… really were?

In this world, inequality is a science. Giant machines maintain order. And all people are not created equal.

Daniela Machado is offered a chance to escape the deprivation of Bronx City through a coveted slot at the elite Tuck School. There, among the highborn of Manhattan, she discovers an unimaginable world of splendor and greed. But her opportunity is part of a darker plan, and Daniela soon learns that those at society’s apex will stop at nothing to keep power for themselves. She may have a chance to change the world, if it doesn’t change her first.

Age of Order is a novel that explores the meaning of merit and inequality. Fans of the Hunger Games, Red Rising, and Divergent will enjoy this world of deception and intrigue, where the downtrodden must fight for a better future.

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EXCERPT:

I dashed towards the dilapidated collection of storefronts hugging the fringes of the worn avenue, the rusted metal gates firmly closed, lean-to homes piled on their concrete roofs. Makeshift cardboard dwellings crowded the sidewalk. I ran for one of the lightless alleys between the buildings. Lurkers lived in those narrow corridors as surely as rats lived in the sewer, but I’d rather face them than the machines. I leaped towards the darkness.

A finder beam latched onto me as I sailed through the air, the comparative safety of the alley as tantalizingly close as candy in a shop window. I imagined the tight little dot on my leg, hot and hungry. I could almost touch the alley wall. But not quite. The hulking metal slave fired.

A correction pellet sliced through the fabricated leather of my sneaker and bit into my flesh. The force of the impact was enough to screw up my balance too. I landed on one foot instead of two, falling forward. Chewed-up concrete surged towards me. I sacrificed my right palm and left elbow to protect my head, and the viser strapped to my left forearm.

I scrambled to my feet and ran down the alley, my jaws clenched, but the pain wasn’t what was bothering me. I told myself that my shoe had blocked a lot of the pellet. That I probably hadn’t gotten hit with a full dose. That what was coming wouldn’t be that bad.

Liar.


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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

I’ve been writing since I could grab a pencil (remember those?). Then I had kids. Not much time for writing anymore. Until they started school… in New York City. I’m not from here, and the tumult of that experience inspired me. AGE OF ORDER grew from a diary of injustice. Now I write what I’m feeling, and let the rest flow from there. I hope you enjoy it. 

Please visit my website at www.juliannorth.com and join my book club to receive a free short story set in the same world as AGE OF ORDER.

http:// www.juliannorth.com
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/539032.Julian_North

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER CODE

Julian North will be awarding a $50 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/28e4345f2143


Sunday, February 5, 2017

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Thursday, February 2, 2017

When You Offer to Review--





Reviewing

Rule #1 - Take the high road.

Everybody has their favorite genre. If you review a new novel from your chosen genre, it's easy to be positive. You already like the premise of most of the stories. You have a general idea of how the characters will appear and what their motivation might be. Reviewing will be easy and positive remarks seem to flow.


If you choose a genre not on your favorites list or new to you, positive comments skitter to the corners of your mind.
 
Let's set some ground rules.

You made the choice to review the novel. The author has put a great deal of time and effort into what you have before you; months, possibly years, in the making.

Don't zip through the book. Read it. The author deserves it.

Give a critical eye to the story structure, character construction, but don't skewer the book.
Give the author something positive; compliment the way the writer describes landscape or writes dialogue.
If you don't like the work or story, find something positive to say. You might include a comment about how you'll be interested to see the writer's work after a couple more books but don't be negative.
I've had reviewers give me two paragraphs of positive only to make a negative point about something rather inconsequential in a final two or three sentences. Slap in the face.


Think before you write. The next review could be about your work.


Sable Angel












Wednesday, February 1, 2017

The Devil is riding his black coach across the moors of Yorkshire and hunts virgins. Or is this so? The Black Coach by Nickie Fleming NEW RELEASE



Title: The Black Coach
ISBN: 978-1-62420-311-4
Author: Nickie Fleming

Genre: Gothic Romance
Excerpt Heat Level: 1
Book Heat Level: 3


TAGLINE

The Devil is riding his black coach across the moors of Yorkshire and hunts virgins. Or is this so?

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Strange things are happening in the village of Pickering, Yorkshire. Two girls are found murdered, and there is talk about strange going-ons at night. Caught in the middle of this turmoil is Maggie Thompson, an orphan, who needs to fence for herself. Running away from an employer who maltreated her, she nearly dies during a winter storm. She is rescued by a man who lives in a nearly abandoned house. Neil Harrington has his own secrets however. Maggie will have to trust on her feelings to know what is right or wrong. And she can’t forget there is a killer on the rampage…

EXCERPT

Sometimes I wondered if I looked different to different people. You know, because not everyone finds the same things attractive, but everyone thinks I am attractive. So I often wondered if what I saw in the mirror every day, was what other people saw when they looked at me?

And I'll bet you thought you had an identity crisis.

It's not that it's all bad. It isn't. There are obvious advantages to all the weird things I can do. I guess the closest thing I could compare it to, is being a celebrity. Sure they're rich and famous and beautiful, and all those things are awesome. But they never really know if people want to hang around with them because they're a nice person or because of all those awesome things.

Whatever. It didn't matter. My increased heart rate, the warm feeling I was getting all over, those were just dopamine. Something about Ren was attractive to me, so my stupid brain was releasing dopamine into my blood stream and blocking my production of serotonin. Which was why I was having a hard time forming coherent thoughts.

"Yeah…" was all I could get out. Then I giggled.

I know. GIGGLED.

I cleared my throat and pulled myself together, ready to wow him with the intelligence I knew existed somewhere under all that hair tossing and eyelash batting.

I seriously couldn't control it.

Unfortunately, Casey Santoro chose that moment to plop down next to me. "Amandaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," she whined. "I think Paul is cheating on me."

I sighed. Casey always thought her boyfriend Paul was cheating on her. She was just one of those girls. Which was too bad because she was otherwise pretty and sweet, with dark hair and big, expressive, almond shaped eyes. "Casey can this wait? I'm kind of busy."

"Noooooooooo, Amanda, I'm seriously worried!"

No Casey. You are seriously insecure.

But I couldn't say that.

I looked at Ren. "Sorry."

"It's okay," he said amiably.

I turned back to Casey. "What happened?" I noticed Ren watching me out of the corner of my eye.

"I came out of English last period and I saw him talking to Amy Morningwood. She wrote something down on a piece of paper and gave it to him. I think it was her number," she moaned.

"Casey, Paul and Amy are doing a class project together. I know because Kristy is in that same class. I'm sure whatever Amy wrote down had something to do with that."

"Ohmigod, are you sure Amanda?" she said.

"Pretty sure."

"Oh thank God! Thank you so much, I feel so much better." She looked over and seemed to notice Ren for the first time. "Oh hi, I'm sorry, I'm Casey," she said.

"Ren," he said nodding, an amused look on his face.

"Anyway, I didn't mean to interrupt you guys, sorry," she said and took off.

I rubbed my forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

"Do your friends do that to you a lot?" Ren asked.

"Not just my friends. Everyone does it."

"Why?"

I sighed. "Freshman year, I helped Jody Beckett, this dorky senior girl, get together with Kyle Manning, the most popular boy in school." There was some love spit involved, but I left that part out.

"Ah and you've been Miss Lonely-hearts ever since."

"Pretty much. Well minus the advice column, the drinking and the adultery."

"Good to know," he laughed as the bell rang. "So what are you doing for lunch?"

"I have a Winter Carnival meeting."

"What's that?"

"Every year for Valentine's Day the cheerleaders put on this carnival to raise money for charity. We have a few weeks left and we're kind of behind."

"You're a cheerleader?"

"Don't tell me you're one of those types who doesn't like cheerleaders?" I hope. Wait, no I don't care. No I do. Not.

"Not at all," he said, smiling.

I sighed with relief. On the inside. I think.

"Well, have fun, I'll see you around," he said pleasantly.

"I'll sext you later."

He gave me a funny look. "Oh God!" I felt sick with embarrassment. "I was thinking of saying 'see you next period' but then I just decided to say 'see you later' and 'see' and 'next' somehow combined into…'sext…' oh God…"

"Not the worst thing for a pretty girl to say to me," he laughed and headed out.

My chest ached a little after he was out of sight. Oh God… was I having… feelings for Ren?



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 "Okay so everybody needs to sign up for at least one shift at one of the booths," Mrs. Solis, our faculty advisor, told the room.

I liked Mrs. Solis because she was real with me. Every once in a blue moon someone comes along that is immune to my Charisma. Mrs. Solis was the only person at school who wasn't affected by my charms, so I relied on her for straight shooting. The upside and downside of her immunity was she treated me like she treated everyone, which was kind of crappy.

The Varsity, Junior Varsity and Freshman squads were packed into Mrs. Solis' small classroom. We were all sitting kind of close and Hilary Hudson kept giving me these uncomfortably intense looks from where she sat across from me. Damn pheromones, they worked based on attraction and since Hilary enjoyed the romantic company of the fairer sex, I was exerting a pull on her.

I made sure not to make eye contact and instead focused on the math worksheet I was secretly working on. Unfortunately, some people were more susceptible to my pheromones than others.

Sometimes if the person was sensitive enough, they could pull a 'Kevin Friedman' without my even kissing them. I had never experienced this thank God, but Phil had.

"Who wants to work the funny photo booth?" Mrs. Solis asked the room.

"I'll do it," I heard Angela say. I was keeping my head down still because I could feel Hilary's eyes on me.

"Me too," piped in Jessica Johnson.

Mrs. Solis nodded. "Okay, the dunk tank?"

This went on for I didn't even know how much longer. I lost track of time after I peered up to see if Hilary was still staring, to have her lick her teeth at me. I'd always thought Phil was just being a homophobe, but it was actually really uncomfortable. Though truth be told if a guy licked his teeth at me it would've been just as creepy. I'd never understood the appeal of 'tooth-licking'.

"Okay Amoretto looks like you're the only one left."

"Wait, what?" I asked confused. I hadn't absorbed anything anyone had said for the past few minutes.

"You're working the kissing booth."