See, it’s not that I don’t have smexy pics of menz to use for inspiration. I just don’t haz themz with permishunz. Ergo, you get to see the real reason behind the delay in our next release – this is my lovely girl Nadya.
Funny story behind her name. She’s our second female cat. We got her after my baby Marina died of ripe old age. I have this tradition of naming the cats Russian names. Marina was named after the Russian poetess, Marina Tsvetayeva. My husband, upon learning Boria’s full name, Boris Sergeyevich, joked that our next girlcat should be Natasha. Okay. Nadya it is.
He was on the phone with his brother, explaining this and lamenting that we named our girlcat Nadya. I said, “Honey, Nadya is short for Natasha.”
The look on his face… priceless.
In fairness, Russian names are confusing and complex. That’s why I like them. And, as my coauthor Rachel can attest, I use them in stories and she occasionally has to rein me in.
In the next Persis Chronicles novel, Sapphire Dream, the hero’s name is Sami. Nice, short, sweet, and to the point. The main character’s name is Cheula. Also nice and easy.
I still want to find a place for Volodya. I love that name. And Seryozha.
But in the meantime, I thought I’d share a little about how Sapphire Dream is doing. The delay is due to the fact we pulled a Peter Jackson and are splitting it into two books. This meant we had to do a rewrite on the back half, but it’ll be a tighter book and we think you’ll like it much better this way. I figured I’d share a little bit with you, to whet your appetite. Enjoy!
Excerpt (M/M Romance)
“Cheula!” Sami cried.
Cheula flew over the back of the sandsail and plummeted through the air. He landed on his back in the dirt, the air whooshing out of him.
The leaper, deciding his perch didn’t satisfy him, hopped free and flew off, clicking. Sami, meanwhile, threw the rudder and the sandsail skidded to a halt in a shower of sand. He leaped clear off the bow and ran toward Cheula, his face pale.
“What the Hell happened?” he shouted.
Cheula couldn’t talk, because he laughed too hard, and just gazed up at the Driver. Sami, clearly scared for him, kneeled down and stroked his face.
“I’m fine,” he gasped. “It was a leaper.”
“Is that all?” Sami shouted. “I thought you hurt yourself!”
“It landed on my chest!”
Sami stared at him and then guffawed. “Are you scared of a leaper?”
“Well, it was the size of my hand!”
The Driver stood and gazed at him. “I can’t believe… Tha’s the first time I’ve lost a passenger! And to a bug! My da’ll never let me hear the end of it!” He stomped off toward the Dawnrunner, muttering.
What about you, Dear Reader? What frightens you? Bugs? Snakes? Wee beasties?