Second Excerpt From Being Green
I shared the first excerpt from Being Green, the short story available exclusively to newsletter subscribers last week.
You can read that excerpt here: http://tasteofcyn.com/2015/11/23/first-excerpt-from-being-green/
Here is the second excerpt
She was beautiful, her face round and tanned a warm golden hue, her lips as red as Windy’s petals, her hair as brown as his plant’s soil, and her eyes—
Her eyes are green. Zip’s transmission was edged with wonder. I didn’t know humans could have eyes that color.
They’re the shade of newly formed leaves. Green gazed at his female, enthralled, yearning to touch her, to determine if her cheeks were as soft as they appeared.
She gazed around the chamber. “You’re not physically here.” Lines appeared between her eyebrows. “But I hear your voice…I think.” Her laughter flowed into Green’s soul and settled deep in his core. “I could be hallucinating. I’ve been alone for so long.”
He heard the yearning for companionship in her voice. “The hailing frequencies are open.”
“Oh shit. Did I forget to turn them off?” She scrambled off the sleeping support. The thin, faded, sleeveless chest covering and skimpy ass covering she wore barely contained her jiggling curves.
Green didn’t know where to look, every view of her stirring his lust. His shaft pressed against the fabric of his flight suit. His balls ached. He wanted this female, more than he’d ever wanted any thing, any being.
She slapped her hands along storage compartments. Her fingers were intriguingly calloused and creased with tiny silver scars. “The communicator is around here somewhere. I know it is.”
Was she seeking to turn it off? “I require your assistance, my female. Windy, my plant, is damaged.” And he wanted to talk with his little botanist, to look at her some more.
“My name is Doctor Shelby Cooper, not your female.” She moved a plant container, looked behind it. “And I have been helping you, haven’t I? I gave you general plant care tips. There’s no need to speak to me directly.”
There was every need to speak to her. “If you saw Windy, you might have additional insights.”
She paused. Her head tilted, her curls shifting on her shoulders, the tendrils long and tangled. “That’s true, I might, and you’ve already contacted me.” Her patting of storage compartments resumed. “But to see Windy, I first have to find the communicator.”
“It’s located one row up, three columns to your right,” he directed, trusting her to continue their conversation.
The female’s chambers are a mess. Barrel wasn’t as amused as Green was by her disorganization. Why does she require so many containers?
My female has no means of replacing them if she discards them. He understood her thought processes. His female had little access to external resources.
She isn’t your female.
She is. She’s mine. Green rumbled his claim.
You can’t be certain of that, not yet. Barrel pushed back.
I’m as certain about Shelby as Rage was about Joan. The C Model cyborg had met Joan and had immediately known that the human female belonged to him.
Green felt the same way about his botanist.
Shelby was his.
He had to impress her, but how? Rage had earned Joan’s love by killing for her. According to Shelby’s own reports in scientific journals, there were no other beings on the small, unknown planet she inhabited, no enemies for Green to battle.
“There you are.” She retrieved the communicator, setting it before her, at eye level. “You’re a…” Her lush lips rounded. “No, this must be a mistake. You can’t be Green. You’re a cyborg.”
“I am Green.” Did his female have an issue with cyborgs? Many humans did, viewing them as machines, not living beings capable of free thought and emotions.
“You’re contacting me about your plant.” She grabbed her personal viewscreen and scrolled through the data. “Yes, you want to repair her. Repair.” She blew out her breath. “That does sound like something a cyborg would say, but how does that make any sense?” She spoke to herself, not requiring a reply. “Cyborgs kill beings. They’re warriors, trampling fragile ecosystems under their big boots.”
Green gazed down at his big black boots. He’d done his share of trampling. “We also care for beings. We love them, with everything we have.” His attention returned to the female he was destined to love. “And we’d do anything for them.”
Including violate hailing protocols, Zip quipped.
“You’re a violent being and I don’t like violence.” Shelby’s fingers trembled. “Not at all.”
“I don’t like violence either.” Green processed that he was an abnormality. Cyborgs were designed to fight, the desire to kill programmed into many of them. “But before I escaped the Humanoid Alliance’s control, I had little choice. Either I killed or I was killed.”
His Shelby frowned, appearing adorably fierce. “That’s not right. No being should be forced to kill.”
“Many humans don’t consider cyborgs to be beings.”
She nibbled on her bottom lip, her thoughts and emotions easy to read. His little female felt outrage on his behalf, then intrigue, then understanding of his predicament. “Some humans don’t value plants either.”
“I value my plant.” Windy meant the worlds to him. “I’m risking my existence to speak with you. If the Humanoid Alliance realizes a cyborg is free–”
“How would they realize that? I won’t tell them.” His Shelby stared at him.
Green held her gaze. What was she saying? Would she help him, help Windy?
“Did you finally determine what your plant’s species was?” She would help them. “My expertise is ancient Earth botany. If it doesn’t fall into that area, I can’t help you.”
Green grinned, his female’s prissiness amusing him. “This is Windy.” He set his plant on his lap. “Her previous models came from Earth.” That was Zip’s hypothesis.
“Hmmm…” Shelby leaned forward, her beautiful face filling the screen. “Can you turn the container for me?”
He complied.
The thought lines between her eyebrows captivated him. Cyborgs were taught to hide their feelings. His little human didn’t have that training, all of her emotions written on her countenance.
“It appears to be a species of poppy.”
“She,” he corrected.
“She.” Her gaze flicked to him, then back down at his plant. “Some beings consider poppies to be weeds. They spread with the early explorers to other planets, have completely taken over at least two that I know of, strangling the native vegetation.”
Green’s amusement faded. He loved Windy and wanted his Shelby to love her also. “Do you consider poppies to be weeds?”
“Of course not,” she replied indignantly. “Poppies are an important part of an ecosystem, and are beautiful, when healthy.” Her disapproving tone straightened his spine. “They are historically important. Poppies were once the symbol of war, of loss on the battlefield.” Her lips twisted. “It’s appropriate that you, as a warrior, would be drawn to it…to her.”
Green exchanged glances with Barrel and Zip. They didn’t have to transmit their insights. He knew what they were processing—Windy was destined to be his.
As Shelby was.
“But poppies are common.” She stacked three similarly shaped empty plant containers, one on top of the other, saving much needed space. “It kills me as a plant lover to say this, but it might be more efficient for you to discard your plant, to replace it, her, with a healthy version.”
She advised that he discard Windy, simply because she was damaged? “There’s no replacing Windy. She’s unique.”
“Physically, she’s not unique.”
“That might be true.” Although Zip had never seen another plant exactly like her, not in all of the databases he’d searched. And, during their escape from the Humanoid Alliance, Windy had survived a short venture into open space, a feat he understood was near impossible. “But emotionally, she’s irreplaceable to me,” Green shared. “She saved me.”
“She’s a poppy. She has very few natural defenses. How could she save you, a big strong warrior?” His Shelby narrowed her eyes, her disbelief tangible.
Green hesitated. If he shared the truth, revealing his weakness and his shame, he could lose his female, lose her respect, her love and any opportunity to breed with her.
But if he didn’t risk this, she’d never appreciate Windy’s importance to him or understand what he’d been through. His female wouldn’t truly know him.
He had to tell her all of it, the good and the bad.
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Green, a cyborg warrior, cares for one being—his plant Windy. When Windy becomes sick, he’ll do anything to heal her, even venture across the universe to visit a worlds-renowned plant doctor.
He doesn’t expect to find love.
Doctor Shelby Cooper is the sole resident of a tiny planet. She prefers to be alone rather than risk caring for another being and then losing him. The curvaceous scientist is determined to resist Green’s patient caresses, his thought-burning kisses, his slow seduction.
She has underestimated the power of a cyborg’s passion.
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SciFi Saturday News – Toilet Problems In Space, Supermassive Black Holes And Is Star Wars SciFi?
Here is the round up of the SciFi stories that inspired me this week
Supermassive Black Hole Swallows Star
Nothing says SciFi to me like black holes. (grins)
“A team of scientists has witnessed a supermassive black hole swallowing a star and spitting out a “jet” of matter.”
Toilet Problems In Space
Dark is in but your SciFi romance is a little too grim for your liking. Nothing lightens the mood like potty humor.
Mika McKinnon shares the story of a real life toilet malfunction.
“If that’s not bad enough to have the suction of pure space applied to the most delicate of regions, a sadistic quirk of spacecraft design means that all fresh air for the shuttle enters through the roof of the bathroom. Extremely cold, barely-heated-above-liquid fresh air rushed down on Gregory as the depressurization klaxon rang out, waking all his companions.”
More Awesome Photos From Space
Wired shared yet more inspiring space photos this week
Including this photo of galaxy M82.
Not A UFO
Sorry, folks. That light in astronaut Scott Kelly’s photo wasn’t a UFO.
“That’s one explanation. Another one—admittedly a bit more prosaic—is that the “UFO” is a reflection off the space station window. Even likelier is that it’s an overhanging piece of the station itself that happened to catch a bit of light. The ISS is larger than a football field, with solar wings, experimental platforms and habitation pods hanging off of it in all directions. It’s actually not all that easy to get a clear shot without some piece of hardware getting in the way”
Is Star Wars SciFi?
I love hearing from writers, about their view on the worlds they create.
Star Wars: The Force Awakens writer, Lawrence Kasdan, shares
“Star Wars is its own genre. It’s not really science fiction. It’s really something on its own, fantasy and myth and science fiction and Flash Gordon and Akira Kurosawa all mixed up together…. It can be anything you want it to be.”
What has inspired you this week?
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Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.
He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.
She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.
Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.
Buy Now:
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My Top 10 Favorite Cyborg Romances
I’m at Anna Hackett’s online home, talking about 10 of my fave cyborg romances!
http://annahackettbooks.com/top-ten-cyborg-romances/
Includes stories from Anna Hackett, Laurann Dohner , Eve Langlais , Cara Bristol , Evangeline Anderson , Shelley Munro , Linnea Sinclair, Melissa Aires, Mina Carter and Megan Hart
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Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.
He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.
She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.
Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.
Buy Now:
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Why I Love Mira From Breathing Vapor
At Spacefreighter’s Lounge, I’m talking about why Mira, from Breathing Vapor, is one of the favorite characters I’ve ever written.
http://spacefreighters.blogspot.ca/2015/11/cynthia-saxs-favourite-character.html
Here’s a snippet…
I think we all have a bit of Mira in us. We help others, knowing we won’t be thanked, that our helping might even hurt us. We act strong when we aren’t. We might even lie to make others happy, telling a friend that everything will be okay when we believe it won’t be, or saying we’re fine when we’re far from fine.
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Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.
He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.
She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.
Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.
Buy Now:
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Breathing-Vapor-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B015UN87JC/
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Breathing-Vapor-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B015UN87JC/
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Releasing Rage Mentioned As One Of Four SciFi Erotic Romances
Woot!
Releasing Rage was mentioned as one of four SciFi Erotic Romances to read!
http://www.everafterromance.com/guest-post-four-authors-of-erotic-scifi-romance-by-veronica-scott/
Here’s a snippet…
Cynthia Sax: She’s just launched her new Cyborg Sizzle series with Releasing Rage. Rage, the cyborg of the title, only wants to kill all the humans and escape the life he’s been forced into.
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Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.
He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.
She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.
Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.
Buy Now:
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Breathing-Vapor-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B015UN87JC/
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Breathing-Vapor-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B015UN87JC/
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Breathing Vapor And The Tau Cetian Language
Being a former farm girl, I know that two species have to be almost genetically identical to produce fertile offspring, Donkeys and horses might look similar but they are unlikely to produce fertile offspring (unlikely because there are genetic anomalies).
This is why I believe in the common ancestry theory—that humans and aliens (including all humanoids not originating on Earth) in SciFi romances have common ancestors. That’s why they can make babies.
If their biology is similar to ours, it makes sense that their culture and their languages are similar also. Instead of inventing new alien languages, I borrow from existing Earth languages. (Learning Earth languages also helps us in the here and now. It comes in handy when I travel or when I meet someone from a different country.)
In Breathing Vapor (and the upcoming Crash And Burn), the Tau Cetians speak (roughly) Hawaiian. Pepe roughly means baby. Aumakua is a protective deity. Kokami is a Hawaiian cuss word.
If the words sound familiar, that’s why. (grins)
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Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.
He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.
She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.
Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.
Buy Now:
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Breathing-Vapor-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B015UN87JC/
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Breathing-Vapor-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B015UN87JC/
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First Excerpt From Being Green
Being Green, a 40 page cyborg short story, will release on December 2nd. This story will be free and will only be available to newsletter subscribers. (If you haven’t subscribed, sign up here – http://tasteofcyn.com/2014/05/28/newsletter/ ).
While we’re waiting for December 2nd, I thought I’d share the first scene from Being Green
Green wanted Doctor Shelby Cooper.
It was an irrational desire, especially for a normally logical cyborg such as himself. He’d never seen the botanist. He’d never spoken with her, never heard her voice. They had only communicated through written messages.
But her words had intrigued him. She shared her knowledge of plants fearlessly, not caring if she was judged harshly for her unique stances. Her quirky observations often made him smile.
That, in itself, was a miracle. He’d suffered a lifespan of abuse from his sadistically cruel human masters before he had escaped. Interacting with other beings had given Green little pleasure.
The exceptions being Zip and Barrel, his friends, and Windy, his beloved plant, and now, his Shelby, as he’d grown to think of the human female.
Enthralled by her messages, he had investigated her and these findings had increased his fascination. She lived alone on a planet, cut off from the rest of the universe, enjoying a lifestyle he’d often dreamed of yet hadn’t thought possible.
He had to talk with her, had to see her.
Not only for his sake. Windy remained damaged, unhappy with her new surroundings. He had to repair her.
Zip and Barrel didn’t agree with his strategy. They thought him reckless and had organized one last intervention on the bridge of their ship, trying to talk him out of it.
It wasn’t working.
“We’re hailing her,” Green declared, jutting his jaw.
“Hailing her isn’t without risk.” Barrel met his gaze. The cyborg sat in the middle of the bridge, in the captain’s chair, in front of the giant viewscreen. He was the leader of their group by default. No one else wanted that role. “Your little botanist is human. She could report our existence to the Humanoid Alliance. They’d then know we’re alive and free and come after us.” He glanced at Zip. “After all of us, every cyborg.”
“That is a risk,” Green admitted. “But the risk is limited.” He’d investigated his Shelby thoroughly and wasn’t concerned. “She’s isolated from the other humans in some unknown location, by choice, it appears, and if she did report us, this isolation has made the Humanoid Alliance skeptical of her insights.”
“They think she’s crazier than a Palavian strung out on Mox-X.” Zip, the technical specialist and mood lightener in the group, grinned.
“There’s nothing wrong with wanting some peace and quiet.” Green wanted that for himself. He was tired of fighting, tired of pain, of conflict, of seeing beings die. His gaze drifted to Windy, his plant. Her head was bowed, her leaves limp and brown around the edges. “We have to save Windy.”
“We do.” Barrel sighed. His friend knew how much his plant meant to him, how she’d once been the only being keeping him sane. “But is this the best way to accomplish that goal?”
Green knew it was, but he allowed the others time to think. They gazed at the viewscreen, their processors whirling.
Stars sparkled against a sheet of endless black. Green was weary of that vista also. Due to the risk of contagion, Windy wasn’t allowed on the cyborg home planet. It had been half a solar cycle since he’d stood on soil, had breathed anything other than recirculated air.
For a cyborg valuing solitude, life on a small ship was an ordeal. Zip and Barrel tried to accommodate him, tried to give him space, but it often wasn’t possible.
“Her assistance is necessary.” He broke the silence. “My Shelby is an expert in ancient Earth plants.”
“Your Shelby,” Barrel repeated.
Green ignored him. “Zip has determined that Windy is an ancient Earth plant.”
His friend nodded. “There are some variances but there are too many similarities not to reach that conclusion.”
“We need this botanist’s insights,” Green stressed. “It’s the logical approach.” That was the truth but it felt like a lie. There was nothing logical about his turbulent emotions, about his intense need to contact his Shelby.
Barrel glanced at Zip. The younger cyborg nodded and his friend sighed. “Then we take the logical approach. Cover our transmission trail, Zip, and hail this plant doctor.”
Zip tapped on the console. “Green requesting that Doctor Shelby Cooper open hailing frequencies.”
There was no response.
“Green requesting that Doctor Shelby Cooper open hailing frequencies,” he repeated.
She didn’t answer. They waited and waited and waited.
Green grew alarmed. They normally communicated via written messages at this time each planet rotation. Where was she? “Force the hailing frequencies open.” They were cyborgs. They had that ability.
Zip’s eyes widened. “She’d view that as aggression, as an attack upon her systems, upon her.”
“I’ll deal with her reaction.” Her lack of response worried him more than breaking any hailing protocols. “She could be damaged, require fixing.”
“The humans refer to the process as healing, not fixing.”
“Her damage is none of our concern.” Barrel frowned.
“She’s a female and the sole being on her planet capable of communication.” Green straightened in his seat. “How can we not investigate? We’re cyborgs, not selfish humans. We have a sense of honor and a duty to protect others.”
Barrel’s jaw jutted. “Fraggin’ hole. How can I argue with that logic? Force the hailing frequencies open.”
“Consider them open.” Zip’s eyes gleamed with the challenge of hacking into a new system.
They watched him work.
“She’s not your Shelby, Green.” Barrel shifted in his seat. “I process that you want a female of your own. We all do. But you can’t claim the first unattached female you contact.”
Green said nothing. His emotions toward his Shelby weren’t logical. He processed that yet couldn’t deny them.
“Rage bred with hundreds of human females before he met Joan. None of them were his female.” Barrel leaned forward. “You haven’t even seen this botanist. You might not be attracted to her.”
“I’m attracted to her thought processes.”
“You don’t have to stick your cock into her thought processes.” His friend shook his head. “Be cautious. Don’t form an attachment to her until you’re certain.”
Green heard his concern but he didn’t know how to follow Barrel’s advice, how to combat the conviction deep in his cyborg heart that Shelby Cooper belonged to him.
“Accessed.” Zip raised his arms in triumph. “And in record time. I am a deity, a cyborg without equal.” Humility wasn’t one of the young cyborg’s strengths.
Green gazed at the main viewscreen. Cyber static snapped and sizzled. Forms appeared and disappeared, distorted by the feed. Was his Shelby one of those forms?
Can our cyborg without equal clean the feed up? He asked through their private communications line, the need to see his female tremendous.
I am a deity. I can do anything. Zip drummed his fingertips against the controls, his actions cyborg fast. The feed is scrambled at the source.
His female must be tech inept. That pleased Green. He could share his knowledge of technology with her and she could share her knowledge of plants with him. They’d both grow as beings.
The image stabilized. Leaves framed a view of what appeared to be his Shelby’s sleeping chamber. Plants covered every free space. A covering sheet draped over a mound on the sleeping support. Graphs decorated the white walls.
Is she in the chamber? Barrel asked the question Green was thinking. The space was chaotic.
“Doctor Shelby Cooper,” Green called.
“What? Where?” The covering sheet was thrown back. A tanned leg appeared. It was attractively lush, tantalizingly full. “Stars.” A husky voice groaned and Green’s cock twitched to attention under his flight suit. “Now I’m dreaming of him, matching a sexy voice to his words.”
Was she referring to his words? “You’re not dreaming, my Shelby.” It heated his circuits that she would fantasize about him. “This is Green. I require your assistance.”
“Green, the sick plant guy, you’re here.” A face peeked out of the covering sheet and Green inhaled sharply, the sight of his female stirring his desire.
Fraggin’ hole, Barrel muttered though their private line. She’s beautiful. There will be no dissuading him now.
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Green, a cyborg warrior, cares for one being—his plant Windy. When Windy becomes sick, he’ll do anything to heal her, even venture across the universe to visit a worlds-renowned plant doctor.
He doesn’t expect to find love.
Doctor Shelby Cooper is the sole resident of a tiny planet. She prefers to be alone rather than risk caring for another being and then losing him. The curvaceous scientist is determined to resist Green’s patient caresses, his thought-burning kisses, his slow seduction.
She has underestimated the power of a cyborg’s passion.
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SciFi Saturday News – Writing Star Wars, Having Sex In Space And Photos Of Distant Galaxies
Here is the round up of the SciFi stories that inspired me this week
George Lucas And Writing Star Wars
You’ve written the first draft of a SciFi romance. You know it is a mess. Most first drafts are. How do you start cleaning it up?
You might wish to look to George Lucas and Star Wars for inspiration. In his first draft, he had MANY more characters. Luke Skywalker was a less sympathetic older hero (with a beard) and Han Solo was green and had gills. It was very violent and very complicated.
In other words, it was a mess. If George Lucas could save Star Wars, you can save your story.
http://www.denofgeek.us/movies/star-wars/239140/how-george-lucas-brought-star-wars-to-the-big-screen
Having Sex In Space
If you want to work BDSM into a story, I found this article EXTREMELY interesting. (grins)
When asked about having sex in space, astrophysicist Neil DeGrasse Tyson shared
“So if you want to get together and stay together, you need something to keep you together during all the normal body movement that would characterize having sex in space. Bring a lot of leather belts to keep things strapped down and you will be just fine.”
Photos From Space
Wired shared some more inspiring space photos
Including this photo of MCG+01-02-015, a ‘lonely’ galaxy.
A Show For Star Trek’s Worf??
Michael Dorn, the actor who played Worf in Star Trek: The Next Generation, is campaigning hard for a spin-off show for Worf. Sign me up! I love me some Worf.
“The Worf Chronicles idea was right in that wheelhouse, because the Klingon Empire is gritty. It does have a dark quality. It’s Shakespearean, it’s about assassinations and coups, the power behind the throne – so we’re going to continue that with plan B.”
What has inspired you this week?
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Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.
He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.
She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.
Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.
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Releasing Rage And Dark Romances
I’m talking about Releasing Rage and dark romances at All Romance eBooks today.
https://www.arecafe.com/cafe-news/cynthia-sax-dark-and-delicious-romances/
Here’s a snippet…
I love reading dark romance. I love the contrast between very bad things happening to the characters I care about and the optimism of the happy romantic ending. The gift characters receive of finding love and hope in the midst of pain and sadness is powerful. It makes me believe that happiness is possible for anyone in any situation.
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Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.
He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.
She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.
Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.
Buy Now:
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Breathing-Vapor-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B015UN87JC/
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Breathing-Vapor-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B015UN87JC/
ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-breathingvapor-1897324-340.html
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/breathing-vapor-cynthia-sax/1122718203
Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-ca/ebook/breathing-vapor
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Breathing Vapor And Lying
Cyborgs don’t lie. They’re manufactured to always tell the truth. They might not answer but when they do, you know you’ll hear the real deal.
Mira, the heroine of Breathing Vapor, lies. About everything. (This drives Vapor, her truth telling cyborg hero, crazy.) Yes, she’s living a double life—appearing like a super bitch, a member of the Humanoid Alliance condescending elite, while secretly helping children at risk. That’s one major reason why she lies.
But it’s more than that. Mira feels that sharing the truth with another being gives him/her power over her. It’s an act of trust and she doesn’t trust anyone. Lies are safer. Lies, she can manipulate. She can reveal only what she wants others to see.
We all lie, maybe not to extent Mira does, but we all tell little white lies. Someone asks, “How are you?” We know they don’t truly care about the answer so, in the interest of politeness, we say, “Fine” even if we aren’t. We tell loved ones that everything will be okay when we’re not certain it will be. A buddy comes to us because she needs our help and when she asks if we’re busy, we tell her we aren’t when we’re, in fact, extremely busy. These little white lies are okay because they don’t seem to hurt anyone.
Many of us know that the big lies aren’t okay. Lies that put someone else in prison or physically hurt someone or cause huge lasting damage aren’t morally acceptable in today’s society.
It is the in between lies that cause us problems. A writing buddy asks us if we liked her book. We didn’t. Do we tell her that we liked it? (Because we all know what the next step will be. She’ll ask us to leave a review.) We miss the deadline for a job we really want but we hear the company has had system problems. Do we blame these problems for the lateness? Ask two people if these lies are okay and you’re likely to get two different answers.
Where do you draw the line with lying? Could you love someone who draws the line in a very different place?
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Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.
He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.
She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.
Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.
Buy Now:
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Breathing-Vapor-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B015UN87JC/
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Breathing-Vapor-Cyborg-Sizzle-Book-ebook/dp/B015UN87JC/
ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-breathingvapor-1897324-340.html
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/breathing-vapor-cynthia-sax/1122718203
Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-ca/ebook/breathing-vapor
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