If you're into paranormal romance, The Great Shatter by Kim Alexander is out today!
THE GREAT SHATTER
Kim Alexander
Release Date: January 25
A unicorn walks into a bar...except there are no unicorns or bars in the
court of the Unseelie fae, which sucks because Marly could really use a drink.
Honestly, going from human to vampire, to
something not quite mortal would drive anyone to drink. Being hounded by a
grudge-holding kitsune didn't help, either. But when the king of the Unseelie
fae declared Marly his queen and the hope of his people, it seemed her troubles
were over, and off they went to his magical kingdom in a reality-tv-worthy
happily ever after.
Except it's more hard landing than happy ending.
Marly is thrown into the crosshairs of ancient hatreds where war masquerades as
etiquette, shadows must beg for light, and things with tentacles are just
waiting for something to go wrong. And something is going wrong...very wrong.
With every mis-step, she stumbles closer to the
edge of a darkness waiting to consume her, and the king's love is like a poison
that can cure or kill. Her only hope is to unveil the truth dancing in the
great mirrors in the sky, even if that sky comes crashing down.
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Meet
Kim Alexander:
I wrote this essay in 2007,
when the site went live. Since then, I’ve married The Prince and traveled the
world, but the real me can be found between the covers of my books, unchanged.
And so I left this piece alone.
I blame Harlan Ellison.
He was my first literary crush.
Picture all those little 6th grade girls, talking about the Partridge Family
and trying out for cheerleading, and then add me in, dragging around my
dog-eared copy of I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream. Hey, maybe I
didn’t get to wear the kicky outfit, but come on — that was a really good book!
It just got deeper from
there, my love affair with words. Fortunately, my asthma was severe enough to
get me out of gym class and into the library, where I pounded the last nail
into the coffin of my social life by reading exclusively everything in the
science fiction section.
As I got older, I learned to
mix with my own kind. We could be spotted by our inability to tan (or play
dodgeball) and our desire to somehow share what we had read. I remember the
summer I read The Mists of Avalon, or as my mother calls it, “that book
you love and everyone else hates that you try to get everyone to read.” At the
time I truly thought if only I could get people to read it, everything would
change. (See here for the fate of that particular book.)
Eventually, friends stepped
in to get me to look at books not set in 1) the Middle Ages or 2) on a
spaceship. I will always be grateful to the friend who pressed Jane Austen into
my trembling hand. Pride and Prejudice is now one of my favorites,
but she went too far when she gave me Mansfield Park. Should’ve left
well enough alone.
When I moved to Key West, I
got a job as a disc jockey, and believe me, if you work as a DJ in the Keys,
you have a part time job unless you like living in a refrigerator box. I was
lucky enough to work at Key West Island Books, where I was introduced to folks
like Jim Hall, Dave Barry and Carl Hiaasen. When it was time to move on, I
found that friends didn’t want to help me move (again) because of the
inevitable mountain of cartons full of books, and writing ‘fragile’ on them?
Isn’t fooling anyone, at least
not more than once.
These days I have bookshelves
in every room of the house, including the bathroom. Amazon sends me birthday
cards.
Sometimes I get up in the
middle of the night just to look at them all, all my friends, each one its own
adventure. So while my resume looks like I played Jimmy Buffet records for
tourists and went on to talk about the traffic, my real life is on those
shelves. I used to believe that if you could get someone to read, it could
change things.
Now I’m absolutely certain it’s
true.
Connect with Kim
Alexander:
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