Guest Blog – Interview with Kim Fielding

Today we welcome Kim Fielding to talk about her latest release, entitled The Sacrifice and Other Stories

What’s your writing process? Plotter/panster? Complete the first draft/tinker as you go? Multiple WIPs?
I am almost a complete panster. I’ve tried to plot things out, but then my muse takes over and I learned long ago not to argue with her. The rest of my writing process is intended to force me into self-discipline. With rare exceptions, I write only one thing at a time—although I usually have at least three or four projects lined up to do next. And I complete the first draft before I allow myself to go back and reread and change things. That just works a lot better for me. The creativity flows better and I don’t waste as much time.

Do you have a favourite place to write? (describe your ‘writing cave’)
I have a really nice study with a gorgeous custom-made desk—and I rarely use it. It makes me feel too closed off from the world. So I do most of my writing at the kitchen table with my family rioting around me. Right this very minute, for example, my husband is in the adjacent family room watching football, my older daughter is next to him texting her friends and playing a video game, and my younger daughter is emptying the dishwasher. But I can and do write almost anywhere: trains, planes, boats, waiting rooms, cafés, airports…. When I can swing it, I love writing in hotels. I think because everything I need is close at hand yet there are few distractions.

What inspired this new collection?
A couple of things. I had several fantasy short stories and novellas that I’d self-published or written for particular events, and I thought it would be nice to have them collected in one package with a pretty cover. To sweeten the deal, I added two brand-new short stories. This makes for a substantial anthology—over 400 print pages long.
The other thing is that I donate all my royalties from my self-published books to Doctors Without Borders. I’d really love to send them a generous donation this year, and I thought this anthology might help me meet that goal. The book would make a great self-indulgence or holiday gift. Readers will get lots of stories—including some that have already received fantastic reviews—and support an excellent cause at the same time.

What’s next?
I have several things in the works. Dreamspinner Press will release my Hanukkah story, “Grateful,” on December 1. It’s part of the advent calendar package. Audiobook versions of Good Bones and Rattlesnake are coming soon (in fact, Good Bones will be out any moment). Right now I’m working on an angsty contemporary involving an urban park ranger and an ex-junkie, and after that I’ll be writing an alien story for the fifth Gothika anthology.

Do you have a favourite genre to write? And which ones do you avoid?
Ha! I write all the genres! I think fantasy is my favorite, but I also really enjoy writing paranormals, contemporaries, sci fi, and historicals. I do sometimes get a little creative, though. For example, my recent novel, Rattlesnake, is a bit of a western since it’s set in the Sierra Nevada foothills and one of the MCs is a former cowboy. But I know very little about horses, so if you read that book expecting to have a lot of scenes involving men in the saddle, you’re going to be disappointed. Don’t worry, though—those men keep plenty busy doing other things.
I can’t think of any genres I’d avoid. In fact, my muse is rather contrary, and if I told her I didn’t want to write something, that’s exactly what she’d force me to write next.

Sacrifice color

A sickly man seeks recovery in a seaside cottage.

A temple slave tends a man due to be sacrificed.

A soldier releases a genie.

In seven fantasy short stories and novellas, men find passion with other men in the most unexpected places, and even the gravest circumstances may open the door to hope and love.

This anthology includes two brand-new short stories. In “The Sacrifice,” Rylo is a temple slave tasked with comforting a man who is scheduled to be killed in the morning. In “Chasing Away Cold,” Daku builds an ice sculpture of the god Jarli in order to ensure the end of winter. The collection also includes three novellas and two additional short stories, gathered for the first time in a single volume. “Treasure” introduces Jules, a young man who travels to the quirky seaside town of Urchin Cove to regain his health—and finds an unexpected treasure washed up on the beach. Xolani, a soldier in “Three Wishes,” picks up a small glass bottle and unleashes a surprise. Another soldier, Volos in “Guarded,” will risk everything to save Prince Berhanu. In the sequel, “Mato’s Tale,” an unassuming innkeeper gets a chance for adventure. And in “The Downs,” Enitan is unjustly banished and comes to discover that the demons he must face aren’t the ones he expected.

Join Kim Fielding on journeys through imagined worlds where magic is commonplace and romance lies just around the next bend. All royalties from the sale of this book will be donated to Doctors Without Borders/Medecins Sans Frontiers.

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Available now from Amazon.
http://www.amazon.com/Sacrifice-Other-Stories-Kim-Fielding-ebook/dp/B0180W71RY/

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Kim Fielding is the bestselling author of numerous m/m romance novels, novellas, and short stories. Like Kim herself, her work is eclectic, spanning genres such as contemporary, fantasy, paranormal, and historical. Her stories are set in alternate worlds, in 15th century Bosnia, in modern-day Oregon. Her heroes are hipster architect werewolves, housekeepers, maimed giants, and conflicted graduate students. They’re usually flawed, they often encounter terrible obstacles, but they always find love.

After having migrated back and forth across the western two-thirds of the United States, Kim calls the boring part of California home. She lives there with her husband, her two daughters, and her day job as a university professor, but escapes as often as possible via car, train, plane, or boat. This may explain why her characters often seem to be in transit as well. She dreams of traveling and writing full-time.

You can find Kim
On her blog: http://www.kfieldingwrites.com/
On Facebook: http://facebook.com/KFieldingWrites
On Twitter: @KFieldingWrites
Or via email: kim@KFieldingWrites.com

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For more on Doctors Without Borders/Medecins Sans Frontiers or to donate directly to them: http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/

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Excerpt (from “Chasing Away Cold”):

She knelt, scooped a handful of snow, and stood to hold it before her. “This is nothing special—simply water that has frozen and melted and frozen again. But sometimes something very important may come from nothing at all. It depends on the heart of the maker.” She dropped the snow and pressed her hand against Daku’s chest. “The contents of a heart can change everything.”

Although he didn’t understand, he nodded. Then he gave her the cup and turned to complete the ice man.

He took particular care over the face: a narrow chin and broad cheekbones, far-set eyes with a slight downward tilt at the outside, a strong nose, and lips stretched in a wide smile. The ice man’s hair was straight, falling well below his shoulders.

“You’ve made him beautiful,” Yalamay said. Daku couldn’t say whether she’d gone and returned or had been standing there the entire time.

“He is beautiful. I only… I only tried to show that.”

Yalamay nodded as if this made perfect sense. “I knew you were the right one for this.”

Aside from Daku’s mother, people rarely praised him, and Yalamay was always sparing with her commendations. Daku should have preened under her rare words. But he was too preoccupied with what he had created. The ice man looked so real, so joyful. And in a few short hours he would be destroyed.

Daku swallowed with difficulty, but he managed a small smile when Yalamay patted his back.

“Thank you for letting me do this,” he said.

“I won’t always be here, my boy. And none in the tribe but you could make Jarli so well.”

“Don’t go!” Daku cried, as if she could somehow stop death.

She chuckled. “I am pleased to be appreciated. But Daku, everything changes eventually. Winter becomes spring becomes summer becomes autumn becomes winter. Youngsters grow old and babies are born. Even hard stone is worn away”—she gestured at the rock on which the ice man stood—“but new plants grow.” She gestured toward the forest. “Someday this world will see changes that are so far beyond the tribe’s dreaming. But a few things remain unaltered. Do you know what those things are?”

“The gods?”

Her laughter startled a nearby crow from its branch. “Oh no, my boy. Gods and goddesses change too. More slowly than humans, perhaps, but no less inevitably. But the world contains magics even more powerful than gods, and the strength of those magics never changes. What are they?”

At first his mind was as blank as a fresh layer of snow. But Yalamay looked at him expectantly, and Daku remembered the conversation he’d had with his mother earlier in the day. “Love and courage.”

“Very good! There are others too, but I think those are an excellent start.”

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