Thanks for having me today, Rebecca and letting me talk to your readers about my free release First Love.
First Love has its origin in what was basically one sentence in The Last Grand Master. At one point Farrell tells Prince Peter of Belsport in passing about his first love. It was ten years before the opening of The Last Grand Master and Farrell’s mother—Queen Zenora—and teacher—Heminaltose—were still alive.
First Love not only shows what Farrell was like before the war began, it also let’s me show his mother and teacher, through his eyes.
The Champion of the Gods series is well over 2 million words long. Much of that is filler and background that I wrote to flesh out the story that will never see the light of a Kindle. Writing it, however, made it easier to write the entire story.
One of the great things about writing high fantasy is the chance to play god. Not the God, of course, but this is ‘my world.’ Things work, by ‘my rules.’ That is an awesome power to wield, don’t you think? But the flip side is, you’ve got to do all the work. And while God maybe have created the world in six days and rested on the seventh, I’m nowhere near in his league.
Not only do you need to create the rules of your continuum—how does magic work for example—but you need to create thousands of years of history. Kinda sorta. Each character, in any book, in any genre has a history when the reader opens to the first page. But for stories that are set in places that don’t exist, there is no common history to draw upon. Forget re-writing history, you’ve got to write it all yourself. Thousands of years. Hundreds of cultures. No cliff notes. Welcome to world building 101.
And how many times have you read an author say they’ve written themselves into a corner and aren’t quite sure how to tie up the story? One of the most glaring examples of this was the Harry Potter story arch. During one of the books—the Prisoner of Azkaban—Rowling uses a ‘Time Tuner’ to go back and change events. Ops. Corner meet Paint.
If Harry could use a time turner—something common enough that a teacher could/would give it to a 14 year old girl so she could take more than one class at a time—to go back in time to save Buckbeak, why didn’t any number of people use it, in any number of critical places, to prevent other tragic events? The only way to deal with it was to pretend it didn’t exist. Don’t have anyone bring up a time turner again. If no one says, “why don’t we use Professor McGonagall’s time turner to prevent the death of …” you don’t need to explain it.
The same with the Highlander franchise. At the end of the first movie, Connor McLeod was the last of his kind. The last man standing. Until they wanted to make a sequel. Paint meet Corner. Oddly enough, the premise used to ‘restart’ things for the second movie was so stupid that no one even tried to make a sequel to that one. Instead for movie three, they did an entire reboot, pretended the events in movies one and two never happened (though they did keep some of the events from movie one as part of the new history) and just started over in a way that wouldn’t require they rewrite history to have another sequel.
I can also say from experience that if I hadn’t written the first four books of the Champion of the Gods before I published book one of the series, I’d standing in the corner holding a pail of paint and a wet brush. The ability to go back and revise the story based on events that would happen later made it easier to try to keep the world consistent. I say ‘try’ because unlike the God, I’m sure I’ve made mistakes that others will spot along the way.
Sigh. It’s tough being the number one rule maker on Nendor.
TOUR ORGANIZER: CREATIVE MINDS PROMOTIONS
Publisher: DSP Publication
Series: Champion of the Gods
Release Date: 27th January 2015
Length: 40 Pages
On a visit to Yar-del with Grand Master Heminaltose to celebrate his age of majority birthday, Farrell catches the eye of Lieutenant Cameron, a handsome young officer in the Queen’s Guard. But having spent most of his life cooped up at Heminaltose’s school for wizards, Farrell is clueless as to palace intrigue. He is unaware that his access to the queen is something others would greatly prize. When the queen points out that his suitor is the son of a social climbing minor noble, Farrell must decide whether to heed the warning or meet with Cameron anyway.
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Tenth hour would take an eternity to arrive, but they both had to attend to their duties. Although Cameron seemed suitably impressed by his appointment, it didn’t improve Farrell’s mood.
He stopped himself as he started to think of ways to get out of dinner. Not going wasn’t an option. More importantly, Heminaltose only allowed Farrell brief visits to Yar-del City to see his mother. Skipping dinner meant one less chance to spend time with her. And he’d see Cameron at tenth hour.
“Boy.” The deep voice behind Farrell made him freeze.
He turned slowly but already knew who he’d find. “Master Heminaltose.”
Dressed in his formal blue-gray robe, he leaned on his white wooden staff and tilted his head to the left. “What brings you to this out-of-the-way place? And why are you just standing there?”
Farrell had been in trouble often enough to know his master suspected him of something. When he tried to answer, his mouth went dry and his tongue turned to stone.
“Well?” The older man raised his bushy white eyebrows and peered down his nose at his student. “I’m waiting for an answer.”
His euphoric mood dashed, Farrell knew better than to lie. “I came here to meet someone.”
“Yes, Master, someone.” This approach never worked, but he’d been too embarrassed to answer directly.
“Don’t treat me like a fool.”
Despite being at least an inch taller than his teacher, Farrell felt like Heminaltose towered over him.
“I’m not, Master. I… I just….” His cheeks flushed and he started to sweat. “I’d rather not say.”
“Private? You mean…?” Heminaltose jerked his head back and his eyes opened wider. “By the Six! Now? Your hormones have decided to kick in now?”
About the author: Andrew Q. Gordon wrote his first story back when yellow legal pads, ball point pens were common and a Smith Corona correctable typewriter was considered high tech. Adapting with technology, he now takes his MacBook somewhere quiet when he wants to write.
He currently lives in the Washington, D.C. area with his partner of nineteen years, their daughter and dog. In addition to dodging some very self-important D.C. ‘insiders’, Andrew uses his commute to catch up on his reading. When not working or writing, he enjoys soccer, high fantasy, baseball and seeing how much coffee he can drink in a day.
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