Showing posts with label Xena. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Xena. Show all posts

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Yes/No/Maybe




A couple weeks back, during our discussion of what could be learned from my sales figures, the sub-topic of genres came up. Right now M/M and multiples/ménages are hot sellers, and the numbers supported the M/M part. Somebody asked about F/F. Savanna mentioned that some publishers are currently looking for F/F stories, which implies it’s selling and therefore a growing sub-genre.

To repeat my own comment on the subject, crud.

Right now everything’s going my way. Paranormal’s big, erotic romance is big, shapeshifters are big, M/M is big. You can play mix ‘n’ match and the combinations will sell. It just happens I like these sub-genres and the ideas come easily to me. I was a bit surprised at the M/M, but as long as the bus is running, why not enjoy the ride?

Trouble is, these trends won’t last forever. Anybody remember chick lit?

Suppose F/F becomes the Next Big Thing. Or BDSM, thanks to Fifty Shades of Grey. Suppose M/M drops into the toilet. What do I do then?

I’m not facing total disaster. Traditional boy-meets-girl will always be in vogue. Same for light romantic comedy. I can do those, with and without the shapeshifters, vampires, and the guy-on-guy. Over the past couple years I’ve learned I can write mysteries. I’ll never be Agatha Christie, but I have a good time and, I hope, so do the readers. If all else fails I can fall back to science fiction and fantasy. Given the types of stuff I write, my SF and romance are pretty much interchangeable anyway. Same essential stories, just with sex scenes.

So why not just follow the trends and write F/F, BDSM or M/F/M/M/M/M+ ménages or whatever?

Would that I could. I’ve written one ménage, but that was an aberration, a continuation of another story. I could probably write another if the right plot hits, but so far the plots aren’t hitting. Same for BDSM. With all the comic books I read as a kid, you’d think I’d have no trouble writing stories where people are tied up in imaginative ways, but no. (I understand 1940s-era Wonder Woman was a textbook of fetishism. Bet that was fun for the kiddies.) As for F/F, I have no ideas in that direction at all, unlike with M/M, where ideas keep coming at me like arrows fired at a bull’s-eye. And no, you can’t just switch the two guys to two gals and expect the story to stay the same. It doesn’t work that way.

Neither does my brain. I once thought I’d enjoy Regency romances. I’m a dialogue junkie, a total sucker for biting quips and witty repartee. I tried a couple Regencies and couldn’t get beyond the first few pages. Same for caper stories. I love caper stories. Intricate plots with high stakes and split-second timing, where a red light at the wrong time can upset months of planning. Movies like The Sting and TV shows like the old Mission: Impossible number among my favorites. Remember the part in National Treasure where they steal the US Constitution? That’s what I’m talking about. I’ve proven to myself I can write mysteries. So why don’t I write caper stories? Because my mind doesn’t skew that way. I might be able to put the characters together, but my brain won’t come up with a plot.

On the other hand, I’ve written things that surprised me. M/M, for one. Who knows where that came from. Or Westerns. I never considered writing a Western until after my dad passed away and I became heir to his Louis L’Amour collection. After working my way through it, I realized I could probably write one of these if the right idea hit at the right time. It would mean a ton of research, and I’d probably have to include shapeshifters or some other paranormal elements, but I’ll bet I could do it. In fact, I had an idea for a series about a family of ranchers who double as vampire slayers. Most would be contemporary, but there’s room in there for a couple historicals. Vampires and cowboys have both been around for centuries, and I’m sure they’ve crossed paths a few times. I may get back to that at some point.

If the market swung toward F/F, could I swing with it? I should probably change my initial solid “no” to a more weaselly “maybe.” I used to love Marion Z. Bradley’s Darkover series, and some of those included F/F elements (along with M/M and at least one fourway). I loved Xena: Warrior Princess too. Maybe she and Gabrielle did have a thing going. It was there if you wanted to see it. (Quick aside: TV’s Hercules also had himself a little blond travelling companion, and nobody ever hinted those two were anything other than manly men. The double standard, gotta love it.)

On the other hand, I never wrote or felt a need to write Xena or Darkover fanfic. I did write X-Men fanfic with M/M overtones, so that’s been going on for a while. My best bet would probably be to write the stories that interest and excite me and stop worrying about the fickleness of the market. After all, there was no separate horror genre until Stephen King created it. He wrote the stories he wanted to write and look where he ended up. I wouldn’t mind having his career. The best way to do that is to write quality stories and not worry about who’s doing what to whom where, or how many there are and what gender. The characters will dictate that. Me, I’m just the typist.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

March Madness and Magic

Red Lioness Magic – with the release of my first e-novel, a perfect description for the month of March for me. And we have a winner, a new Dorchester author. American Title IV has been decided, the readers' choice to be announced in Romantic Times magazine. Congratulations to both finalists. Opportunity is blowing your way, fast and ferocious as a March wind.
Okay, okay, I confess. Heaving an enormous sigh, I cross my arms over my heaving bosom (insert your favorite bodice ripper heroine here)...okay, this picture, the God of War from Xena, Warrior Princess – and this blog is a gift to myself, not a picture of a hero from one of my novels.
I’m an Aries, and soon good ole’ Sol will leave the dreaming-creative sign of Pisces, to shine it’s radiance in the pioneering-innovative sign of Aries, ruled by Mars energy. Think of the Spring Equinox as the portal. Yep, the sun will explode on top of my natal sun, or where the sun was at the time of my birth. So, why wouldn’t I, being a red-blooded, ‘Mars Red’ woman, be hankerin’ over that smoldering hunk o’ fiery lust and love, the God of War – the Greek Ares or the Roman Mars. Or, better yet, the actor, Kevin Tod Smith, tragically no longer with us (March 16, 1963–February 15, 2002).
Hmmm...March 16...the month of March being named after the Roman god, Mars...a bit of cosmic coincidence? I dare think not. More like the Fates wove those gold and silver threads in a destiny realized, a depiction of the god Ares for modern times. A gift for the modern TV audience. For those of us starving, soul-desperate for more than the god technology has become in our world. Yes, a gift from the grand cosmos.
But...confession time again, most bad boys don’t do it for me, but then, neither do most ‘good guys’. Just a few bad boys light my passionate fires, spin me to wildfire, then blaze me up to wanton breathlessness. And that’s quite enough to get a gal into real serious up-in-smoke trouble (all confessions deleted here).
Trouble, yep. Thank the goddesses and gods, this is only a picture. March madness is upon me. No, not basketball. Unless, I was star-blinked onto Mt. Olympus, and found myself suddenly engaged in court-dribbling, battle-of-the-sexes combat with that very bad boy in black leather pictured above.
Talk about and swoon over power, power as an aphrodisiac. The power of a god is pure sexual ambrosia.
Yet, like Xena, my fantasy attraction was also a love-hate breathlessness. There was just something about Ares, the god of war, that held me utterly desire-entranced at times, something ‘that did it’. Dark and dangerous, the ability to scorch a woman to such desire, the top of Mr. Olympus would be as nothing in comparison. And...the desire to love a man-god who obviously needed real love, the bad boy redeemed – in fierce conflict with my hatred, a savage hate for the god’s careless arrogant brutality against mere mortals, against humanity.
So, in the end, like Xena, I would be saying ‘no’, more than ‘yes’ to this gorgeous god of war – the love of humanity triumphant in my heart as it was for Xena, Warrior Princess.
So, would you succumb to the god of war? As Xena was tempted, as I was tempted...?
Draxen Z of the Venture, my hero in Red Lioness Tamed, is not the dark god of war, unless he fights to save his woman, or his family. Yep, he possesses that irresistible, take-charge charm and he’s enough of a ‘bad boy’ to captivate the heroine, despite herself and her fate-ridiculous predicament.
Available from Liquid Silver Books.


In contrast to the dark brutal rule of Ares over the mortal realm, Baron Zaggry Dhio Vettura, my hero in All Shades of Blue Paradise, is golden cougar in his fierce-ruling nature, as he battles the court intrigues designed to gain ultimate power in the Realm, and ruin him by destroying his heart.
Available March 10 from Siren Publishing.

Heroes, sometimes you can’t live with them, or without them? Hey! When is Heroes returning? To TV fantasy land?