Valid Criticism or Literary Snobbery?

Literary SnobberyGenre fiction, originally referred to as popular fiction, has been around as long as there has been literature.

The idea of ‘genre fiction’ versus ‘literary fiction’ probably began its modern history in the 19th century with such authors of popular horror fiction as Mary Shelly, Edgar Allan Poe and Bram Stoker, and popular science fiction authors like Jules Verne, H.G. Wells and Edgar Rice Burroughs.

Here we are at the beginning of 2014 and countless changes have taken place, many since the turn of this century. On the literary scene it would seem we are in a state of constant change; the publishing aspect alone has been undergoing radical change, so quickly that it is almost impossible to describe before it morphs into something different again.

Some of the other changes include the increasing number of genre labels that sometimes seem to me a little obscure, with the assignment to the various categories certainly more subjective than objective. At least we do seem to have some say in regard to the classification of those constantly splintering genres, with a degree of choice as to where we might look for those readers: the ones lurking in their enclaves, waiting to discover and, of course, appreciate our literary endeavours. As Indies, we are free to write across whatever genres we choose but, by pigeonholing our work, are we selling ourselves short? Continue reading “Valid Criticism or Literary Snobbery?”

Sneak Peek: The Dreamt Child

The Dreamt ChildToday we have a sneak peek from The Dreamt Child, the epic fantasy by Yvonne Hertzberger.

Liannis, the goddess Earth’s seer, can no longer deny the meaning of her recurring dream. She must join with (marry) Merrist, her devoted hired man, and bear a child – one with great gifts. Earth has decreed it. But the people resist the changes, bringing danger to the pair and strife to the lands. Both Liannis and Merrist must face tests, sometimes without each other, to fulfil their destiny and bring The Dreamt Child forth into safety. They must succeed if they are to initiate the new era of peace and balance so desperately needed.

The Dreamt Child is available at Amazon.com, Smashwords, Amazon UK, and other online retailers.

Here is an except from The Dreamt Child

Continue reading “Sneak Peek: The Dreamt Child”

Book Brief: My Ex from Hell

My Ex From HellMy Ex From Hell (The Blooming Goddess Trilogy Book One)
by Tellulah Darling
Genre: YA romantic comedy/Greek mythology
Word count: 63,000

My Ex From Hell is a YA romantic comedy/Greek mythology smackdown. Love meets comedy with a whole lot of sass in book one of this teen fantasy romance series. Compared to Kai and Sophie, Romeo and Juliet had it easy.

Prior to the Halloween dance, Sophie figures her worst problems involve adolescent theatrics, bitchy teen yoga girls, and being on probation at her boarding school for mouthy behaviour. Then a kiss from bad boy Kai awakens Sophie’s true identity: Persephone, Goddess of Spring.

She’s key to saving humanity in the war between the Underworld and Olympus, target numero uno of Hades and Zeus, and totally screwed. Sophie’s last memory as Persephone was just before someone tried to murder her.

Big picture: master her powers, get her memories back, defeat Persephone’s would be assassin, and save the world. Also, sneak into the Underworld to retrieve stolen property, battle the minions of Hades and Zeus, outwit psycho nymphs, slay a dragon, rescue a classmate, keep from getting her butt expelled from the one place designed to keep her safe …

… and stop kissing Kai, Prince of the Underworld.

This book is available from Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Continue reading “Book Brief: My Ex from Hell”

Flash Fiction Challenge: A Night to Remember

celebrity cruise friendly food“Presentation is an important part of elegant dining,” Margo said.

I looked at the stupid little bird made out of some sort of vegetable I’d never eat under any circumstances nestled among other food I didn’t want.

In fact, considering the spread was for my birthday party, there was nothing here I wanted. It was classic Margo. “It’s a goofy-looking little bird. What’s elegant about that?” I grumbled at her.

“It’s whimsical,” she smiled at me, oblivious to my disappointment, as always.

I shrugged in resignation. There was just no winning this kind of discussion with Margo. There would be guests I didn’t want, standing around making small-talk I wasn’t interested in.

At least, I thought that’s how it was going to be. As it turns out, I underestimated Margo.

Continue reading “Flash Fiction Challenge: A Night to Remember”