March 26 is a pretty good day for vampires this year. Not only do we get a new Jeaniene Frost (TWICE BURNED) and a new J.R. Ward (forget the title but I think the most eagerly awaited gay pairing in romance history is finally coming to pass,) and Kristina Douglas’s final book in her Fallen series, REBEL, is out. You know, I’m not sure that was the smartest pen name to pick. My name is Anne Kristine and I go by my middle name, aka Krissie, so the Kristina was a no brainer. I chose Douglas as a tribute to my father and my brother, but since they both lived a life of doomed excess and died young of alcoholism (my father at 58, my brother at 40) maybe I should have chosen something a little more auspicious. Ah, well. I loved my father and brother, and I’m proud to use their name.
Cain, the hero of Rebel, would be proud too. He has a lot in common with them, though without the addictions or self-doubt or tragic end. He’s a charmer, a liar, a trickster, never to be trusted. He’s also bewitching, as my very practical heroine, the widowed, uptight, not very good psychic Martha discovers. Unfortunately Pocket Books and its parent company are in the midst of a hissy fit with Barnes and Noble (though it does sound like B&N are the ones with the hissy fit) so the book will be scarce, but you can always get it on-line. God knows I love my kindle and the fact that I can have all of Georgette Heyer and Laura Kinsale on board and it doesn’t make a dent in the memory, but good old fashioned paper is nice too.
Nevertheless, since Pocket has cold-heartedly decided it doesn’t want any more Fallen books, and Lucifer’s still MIA and things can’t be resolved till he comes back and marries a nun, why don’t you all go out and buy it and make Pocket Books hang their head in shame?
It’s been an amazingly busy time. Last month I had the lunch hour read out: RISK THE NIGHT, which admittedly would give you a very steamy lunch hour. Maybe it’s better for a cocktail hour read with some pretzel goldfish on the side. Again, another reject from the PTB, despite my great passion for it, and hey, you can’t beat the price.
ON THIN ICE was another reject: no matter how well every ICE book had done (and the last one had made 21 on the NYT list and the one before won the RITA) my publisher didn’t want any more. Much as I love them, they never did figure out the series, so I put on my big girl panties and wrote the damned book without a contract, giving it to Amazon to publish. Finally, finally it’s available in physical form for those who don’t have Kindles or don’t like e-readers, though it’s kind of pricey. Apparently these things cost a certain amount to do.
And finally we come to A ROSE AT MIDNIGHT, my very first historical (if you don’t count the period gothics I wrote earlier), it was very different. The heroine was a blood-thirsty Frenchwoman whose first act in the book is to poison the hero (she stabs him later on as well). Like all my heroes, he deserves it. It’s one of my absolute favorites, long out of print, and how it’s finally available again for Kindle and the various Kindle apps that go one all your technology. And I’m in love with it all over again
Plus I’ve gotten a rough draft of the cover for NEVER KISS A RAKE and it looks delicious.
So clearly I haven’t been just sitting on my butt. Old books, new books, romantic suspense, historical romance, novella, paranormal — I oughtta just settle down and do one thing, but I’ve always been creatively restless.
Okay, no more advertisement. Next week I’ll show you the tremendous improvement I’ve made in the pigsty of an office. Your mind will be boggled.