Welcome to your early-bird peek at some of the fantastic authors who are already signed up for the conference. Today I'm showcasing Lorelie Brown, who writes under her own name and also co-writes as Katie Porter.
Tell us a little about what you write, Lorelie!
I write lots of stuff, mostly because I'm easily distracted. I've written contemporary romances featuring surfers for Signet, Victorians for Samhain and co-written erotic romance as Katie Porter. My most recent release is a short story in the awesome anthology 90s Playlist.
I'm a big fan of Katie Porter -- there are a couple of reviews here and here at Alpha Heroes! I'll have to check out your solo work. Ok, Lorelie, let's talk about RustCity!
1. Fill in the blank: "I used to be really good at shooting a 9mm pistol , but these days I'm pretty rusty." Hmmm. Let's hope you never need that particular skill outside a target range!
2. Eminem or Aretha? Explain.
Eminem. He's not my favorite, but my teenager loves him, so I hear white boy rap way more often than I do Aretha. Yes, my kids have, um, broadened my musical listening as well, for sure.
3. Choose One:
I'm confused. And not from around here.
Faygo and Vernors are locally made soft drink brands. They have followers that border on... fanatical.
4. What are you looking forward to most at the RustCity conference? Getting to know readers on a really chill, individual level!
5. Which is NOT an actual community in Michigan? (no googling!)
(The correct answer is "Hero." I got very tickled at some of the names, especially when I saw that "Alpha" was one!)
6. Your latest work of fiction features a wealthy industrialist and an R&B singer. What's the first sentence? ʺI don't care how much it costs: when I say I need Josh Mercury to play at my niece's birthday party, it's your job to make it happen.ʺ
Josh Mercury! That's a great name! Related to Freddie, perhaps.
What's it about? I'm not totally sure, but the industrialist is the heroine and the R'nB artist is the hero. Coz gender flipping is how I roll. ;-) Yeah, we love that!
7. And finally, would you like to participate in the Alpha Heroes Five Words Fiction Game? Yes please!
Yay! You get to start us off in the Steampunk category. Your challenge words are: surf, alpha, rust, solder, groove. The category guidelines are: set mid-nineteenth century, little or no magic, but alternate history without petroleum-fueled technology or electricity. (For more details about how the game works, refer to this post.)
Alma hadn't been home in three years.Wow, this story is off to a GREAT start. I am loving these so much. Thank you for hanging out here at Alpha Heroes and playing my game! Where else should folks look for you?
She never would have come home if she could have avoided it.
As the train chugged to a stop at the Fairmeadow Depot, she gathered her valise and tucked her parasol under one arm. She balanced the bag against her chest. She was sweating through her lace gloves. If she dropped it, the contents would splinter into a hundred pieces and all the soldering in the world wouldn't put them back together again.
Much like Humpty Dumpty, she thought.
The depot was surprisingly busy given how small a town Alma remembered Fairmeadow as. A little village shouldn't have this many bodies on the platform. A gentleman in a fitted suit bounced off her, muttering his apologies. She clutched her case to her chest.
Her papa waited in the street, one foot on the fender of his velocimobile. "Brought trouble with you, I see already."
She threw a glance over her shoulder before realizing the very act is what would give her away. "Never, papa."
A groove dug between his salt and pepper eyebrows. "Then what have ye come back here for? Your apprenticeship isn't up for another six months."
Her stomach surfed the border between casting up her accounts and turning into a solid block of rust. Six months. She'd been only six months from being independent forever, free from the jurisdiction of Her Majesty's Order of the Alpha Cross. She forced herself to smile. "I missed you, and mum, and the boys. I applied for a special visiting license."
That much was true. She had the license in her valise.
Right next to the analytical engine she'd stolen.
I'm most easily found and most active at Twitter: @LorelieBrown