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Sample That Tasty Book! Enforcer Enigma Opening Scene

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The Enforcer Enigma is coming, Gentle Reader, and probably sooner than you thought!

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Chapter One: Take Me Home, Werewolf Pack

Colin knew they were going to cause problems the moment they walked in the door. It was so obvious, in fact, it transported him to some Old West movie full of clichés.

Two men swagger into the tavern. They approach the bar and start harassing the little lady in charge. No one realizes there is a lone gunman in the corner. Cue twangy yet suspenseful music.

Except, of course, it wasn’t at all like that. The tavern was instead a quirky well-lit cafe in a busy tourist town. The kind frequented by locals who knew what they liked and ordered it quickly, and tourists who got confused by the awesome power of daily specials and were a pain to everyone except the bottom line. The cafe was called Bean There, Froth That, because the owner was an idiot. Everyone else called it the Bean. It was early evening – one of those chilly fall nights that descended suddenly in the Bay Area. No warning, no wind, just penguin-ass-nipping cold because, unlike the East Coast, the West has never learned to do autumn properly.

The two men who swaggered into the cafe bumped Colin’s table. Which was on point for Old West baddies. They both wore double-breasted pinstriped suits. No hats. Colin was disappointed – baddies should wear hats. Also, neither shirt nor tie appeared under said suit. Just suit jackets over hairy chests.

They bumped him on purpose. Yes, Colin did like the small table near the door, but it was well out of normal foot traffic, so they’d jostled him on purpose. The newcomers smelled like briny prey – browned butter and kelp – yet they were big enough to be threatening. Colin hadn’t met any face-to-face, but he still knew selkie blubber when he smelled it. So these were not really men at all, but shifters.

They didn’t act like regulars but they sure weren’t tourists. Which meant they were infiltrating pack territory – his pack’s territory. Colin really didn’t want to get involved, but selkie tended to have mob connections. Besides, his textbook on The Reality of Sense Perception wasn’t addressing the shifter sensory experience. He hated human-centric philosophy. So he marked his spot, set it down, and watched.

One of the selkie (Colin decided to call him Blubber Bozo One) leaned over the counter in a film-perfect loom.

“Yo, fag,” was his charming opening statement.

“What can I get you, sir?” The barista, Trick, dove into his role of little lady in a Western shoot-‘em-up. Trick’s attire was relatively understated for the part. He was wearing a long-fringed scarf and one dangling feather earring, which was good, but otherwise jeans and a t-shirt. Colin liked Trick because it was really hard not to like him. Colin was annoyed by this, as he tried not to like anyone. The fact that Trick had made it through his defenses was really… well, tricky of him.

“Get me? You can get me the goods. Now!” Blubber Bozo One loomed  even more loomy-like.

Trick was barely over five feet, always cheerful, with never a bad word to say against anyone. Through the relentless application of a crooked smile, sweet greeting, and always remembering Colin’s order (decaf latte with whipped cream on top) he’d endeared himself, despite Colin’s best efforts.

Colin knew Trick was some kind of shifter, because he smelled of wet riverbanks and fresh hay, but he didn’t know what kind. Trick’s scent was closest to that of a kelpie, but Trick was far too small to be a water horse. He wasn’t a merman either – no salty pong. Plus Colin’s pack had contact with the local kelpie (there could be only one) and the local merfolk pod, and Trick certainly wasn’t either. He was, in fact, a bit of a mystery.

“I’m sorry, what?” Trick batted his lashes at the bozos. Colin suspected this was a defensive mechanism.

Colin wasn’t supposed to get involved. Wolves do turf, not surf, his dad often said. But Colin hated his dad almost as much as he hated the word fag.

“Listen here, you slimy little shit, you’re Inis, aren’t you? Inis is holding our goods and owes us. Took forever to track your ass down.”

“Inis? You’re after my family?” Trick’s dark eyes went even rounder than normal. “I don’t speak to them. Or, more properly, they don’t speak to me. Whatever. We don’t speak!”

“I don’t care if you’re in with ‘em or not. They vanished with our goods and you didn’t vanish good enough.”

Trick backed away from the counter, hands up in front of his chest. “Dude, I’ve not seen them in, like, forever. Even if I did, I don’t have any money, let alone goods. Whatever those may be. I work as a barista. Come on!”

Colin ached for the little guy, he looked so scared.

“You’re still Inis.” Blubber Bozo Two was even more intellectual than One.

Colin wondered if he had any kind of weaponry in his bag. Does a half-eaten peppered salami count?

Trick tossed his one earring back as if it were a lock of hair. “You want me to change my name? I’ll go down to DURPS tomorrow and fix that right quick. I never liked it anyway.”

“Don’t be cute. Just be paying us back with goods or cash. We ain’t picky, slimy little fag.”

There’s that word again. Sure, Trick looked super gay but Colin admired that. Even envied him a little. If Trick had the guts to wear makeup and earrings, Colin should have the guts to act like the werewolf he was and defend the poor thing. Wolf the fuck up, you wuss. Colin shut his laptop, then tucked it (and the disappointing Reality of Sense Perception) away in his messenger bag.

It was a Tuesday night, after dinner, and in a suburban town, so it was only locals at the cafe. At the opposite side of the front section sat the straight couple who came for date night and made moony eyes at each other over Mexican hot chocolate. Against the side wall sat dour old Floyd who liked to knit, and blessedly never tried to make small talk. (Colin supposed he could nick the man’s knitting needles and stab the selkie with them, only that’d get blood on the guy’s knitting, which was probably rude.) In the back was the lesbian couple who’d recently added a third and came in to play board games.

They were all regulars who probably loved Trick, but they were also all human, and this was shifter business.

So Colin stood and picked up his empty coffee cup − it’d work to bash a head in a pinch.

Colin was one of the world’s least threatening werewolves. Even as a wolf he wasn’t big or vicious. As a human he was the opposite of butch – a lackluster mild-mannered nerd who disappeared into the background so well he’d once considered a job in espionage. One of his older brother’s super-hot college buddies described Colin as a washed-out twinky stick figure. To be fair, the buddy hadn’t known Colin overheard him say it. And while cruel, it was accurate. Or maybe Colin had simply turned into that person from then on. He envied Trick, partly because he himself hadn’t the guts to be a true twink – flashing skin and taking names. He wore baggy clothes, his face was inclined to petulance, and his temperament towards silence. At twenty-two, he was insipid in coloring and timid in personality, not the type to go up against blubber bozos.

Still, someone had to help Trick.

So he sent a 911 text to his Alpha and jumped into the fray like a piece of wilted lettuce – AKA he slouched into line behind the selkies. Speaking of which, the word selkies sounded wrong. He wondered if selkie was like the word sheep, both plural and singular.

Blubber Bozo One turned to glare at him. “Who the hell are you?”

Fucking A, sea folk had horrible noses. Couldn’t the man smell a shifter when he was standing next to him in a coffee shop?

Trick looked at Colin, eyes swimming in hope. “Can I get you another latte, Col?”

“You doing okay, Trick? These guys aren’t bothering you?” Colin could see the confusion in Trick’s eyes. That Colin, of all people in that café, would attempt a rescue. Quiet, grumpy, fragile-looking Colin. The shy student who barely said anything, just studied by himself in a drafty corner.

“Uh, no man, I’m cool, I promise.” Trick didn’t mean a word of it.

Colin turned his attention back to the bozos. They were big, outweighing him by a hundred pounds each, at least. But he bet they were slow. Plus he’d have some advantage if he shifted into wolf.

He pulled his gray hoodie off and tossed it back to his table. He liked that hoodie and didn’t want it to get torn when he went to wolf. Of course, it slithered to the floor. Now it was all cafe-sticky. Sigh.

“I really hate shifting form, but if you guys won’t leave off harassing the staff, I guess it’s gotta be done.”

“This ain’t your business, whatever four-footed fuzz-butt you are.”

Colin huffed. “Hell it ain’t. This is pack territory. You can’t come in from offshore and just start harassing my favorite barista. I don’t care what arrangement you have with his asshole family. You got a legal complaint, you take it to DURPS. You got something locally vested, you bring it to my Alpha.”

“Pack? Alpha? You’re a werewolf? You sure don’t look like one.”

Blubber Bozo Two added the profoundly eloquent but apt “Fucking werewolves.”

Colin thought of his mild-mannered marine biologist Alpha, who was the strongest wolf he’d ever met. “Looks can be deceiving.” They weren’t in his case, but the selkies didn’t need to know that.

Trick was staring at him with wide eyes. “You’re seriously a wolf shifter, Colin? I’d no idea. Cool beans.”

Colin grinned. “I’m a pathetic one, Trick, but I’m still made for fighting on land. Selkies sure aren’t.”

“Which is why we carry these on turf, to even the odds.” Blubber Bozo Two pulled out some kind of gun.

Colin didn’t like guns, so he had no idea what kind it was. It was a big, metal, loud surrogate for a tiny dick – like all guns. He pulled his gaze away and back to the selkies. He’d read that victims of gun crime got fixated on the weapon too easily.

“Well, aren’t you smart selkies? You shoot me and bring the whole pack down on your head, not to mention our local allies. Brilliant move.”

Blubber Bozo One only crossed his arms, pretending to relax. “Bullshit. You’re a loner. There are no packs in the Bay Area.”

Colin rolled his eyes so hard the world tilted on its axis. It was a phrase people kept parroting at him like it was a mantra. There are no snakes in Ireland. There are no werewolves in San Francisco. “You mean, there weren’t any werewolves in the Bay Area. Now there are. Your information is out of date. My pack moved in over the summer. Now you’re stuck with us.”

“No,” said Blubber Bozo One, pulling out his own gun and pointing it at Trick, “we aren’t.”

“Well, this escalated quickly.” Colin pretended extreme boredom and examined his fingernails. “Just so you know, our pack allies include a kelpie, several powerful kitsune, and one sublimely bitchy Magistar. Not to brag or anything.”

“Now I know you’re lying out your ass. Ain’t been a Magistar in these parts in my lifetime.”

“You really need to keep up with the local news. Max hates being dismissed as purely hypothetical,” replied Colin.

Trick, suddenly oblivious to the danger, was now staring at Colin with his mouth slightly open. “You don’t mean Max? Morning blue-eyes Max? Hotness with the snark and Asian god prince come down to preach the gospel of running in tight leggings for the good of all mankind? That Max? I love Max. Terrible taste in coffee, but I try not to hold that against people.”

Colin nodded. “He’s Beta-mate in my pack.”

“He is? Cool. That the big hunk who comes in with him sometimes?”

“Bryan. Yeah, that’s our Beta. Also Max’s familiar.” Colin let himself be proud of that. Bryan and Max were something to be proud of. Special. Unique.

“Nice. I didn’t know I was surrounded by wolves.”

“Pack house is just up the hill.” Colin gestured with his mug towards the back of the cafe, away from the ocean.

The bozos did not like being ignored. “Good little faggots, now that you’ve got that cleared up. You still owe us, Inis.”

Trick glanced at them as if he’d momentarily forgotten they were there. “How much?”

“Huh?”

“How much was my idiot family in it, before they ran?”

“Two hundred grand.”

Trick cast his hands up to the heavens. “Two hundred! What the fuck? Well, I don’t have that kind of money. I can’t even make rent. You can threaten all you like, nothing will come of it.” Trick gave one of his patented half-smiles. “Beat me up, you might get blood outta me, but you can’t get blood from a stone.”

“Impasse,” added Colin. “Because I’ll sure try to get blubber out of a selkie. You two smell delicious.”

“You think you can move faster than a bullet, asshole?” Blubber Bozo Two asked, cocking his head as if in admiration.

“He can’t, but I can sure try,” said a deep rumbling voice from the entrance to the cafe.

Colin glanced back even though he really didn’t need to. He knew the voice.

Judd had managed to open the door without the bell sounding, because he did things like that. He could move unbelievably quietly for such a big dude.

Judd was everything Colin was not in terms of threatening and werewolf. He was massive, rippling with muscles, full of scowls and teeth and power. He smelled wonderful, because he was pack and enforcer, which meant the scent of safety and protection, but also because he was Judd. And Judd had smelled like the pinnacle of yummy from the moment they met. Judd was also the hottest thing in Colin’s universe.

Trick seemed to agree. “Ohmygod, whothat?”

“That mine,” Colin hissed back, hoping Judd was too far away to hear such an unsubstantiated claim. It was only an impossible wish, a fantasy, but Trick was so cute and bold and charming that Colin couldn’t let him even think of pursuing Judd.

“Share?” suggested Trick, hopefully.

“No.”

Kevin pushed into the cafe after Judd. This time the bell jingled. Kevin was the other pack enforcer. He was as tall as Judd and almost as muscled but somehow less threatening. Probably because he was always smiling and cheerful. He was also a true redhead – disgustingly jock and inexcusably hot about it.

“How about that one?” asked Trick.

“That’s related. Don’t even.”

The selkies were focused on the two enforcers, as they should be, much greater threat. Which allowed Colin and Trick to pretend to relax with banter.

“Well, wasn’t your family blessed genetically.” Trick leered at Kevin.

“Stop, please, that’s my brother you’re drooling over.”

“So. That’s your problem.”

“He’s tragically straight.”

Trick pouted. “Well, fiddlesticks. So they’re basically the cavalry?”

“More like the musculature.”

Trick nodded, tossing his earring and grinning happily. “Oh, I see, enforcers. Goodie!”

Colin may not know what kind of shifter Trick was, but now that Trick knew he was in the presence of werewolves, he could guess at pack dynamics. Sometimes it sucked being the face of shifters in the modern world, everyone always knew werewolf business.

Still, at least Colin wouldn’t have to test his wilted-salad fighting skills. “Yeah. Enforcers.”

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A werewolf without rank or hope and an enforcer who has lived too long go up against the selkie mob.

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Miss Gail

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Sample that Tasty Book: Defy or Defend (Behind the Magic Delightfully Deadly Series)

Posted by Gail Carriger

Today, dearest Gentle Reader, I have a sample of Defy or Defend: A Delightfully Deadly Novel for you.

But first I thought you’d like a peak at the chapter titles of this book. You know how I love me my chapters.

DEFY OR DEFEND CHAPTER TITLES SAMPLE SCENE

Chapter One: In Which There May, or May Not, Be Sparkles
Chapter Two: Wedded Bliss & Other Complications
Chapter Three: In Which There Are Pointy Bits
Chapter Four: Why Not Be Tidy?
Chapter Five: In Which Sir Crispin Critiques Tennyson
Chapter Six: Dangerous Buttons
Chapter Seven: The Tragedy of the Colors
Chapter Eight: The Vampires Are Convinced to Throw a Party, Despite Themselves
Chapter Nine: On the Transcendent Nature of Interpretive Dance

This book opens with our hero, Sir Crispin, visiting his eccentric friend and learning about his new frustrating assignment.

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DEFY OR DEFEND ~ CHAPTER ONE

In Which There May, or May Not, Be Sparkles

March 1869

(Just prior to the introduction of the bustle. No, really, it’s important to know this.)

Sir Crispin Bontwee chivvied up to an impressively large chartreuse front door with a sense of overwhelming relief. Not because of the color of the door, mind you (which was a touch assertive, frankly, for a door – what did it think it was playing at?) but because of the possibilities that lay behind it.

The door opened, and the possibilities proved themselves to be a female of biblical proportions and eccentric dress. She was that particular style of solid British womanhood that held firm against both military invasion and recalcitrant pie crusts, rolling pin wielded with consummate skill in either case.

Sir Crispin knew her of old.

He bowed slightly and hid his grin, because both woman and door demanded respect. “My dear Madame, what a pleasure to see you again.”

“It’s you, is it?” Mrs Bagley pursed her lips to hide her delight and threw the door wide.

“At your service.” He strode inside, fairly vibrating with suppressed excitement. It had been ages since his last mission. He was restless with a need to fix something, or rescue someone, or perhaps both.

Today Mrs Bagley was dressed like a butler. She looked rather dashing, truth be told. Her cravat was chartreuse to match the door and her striped waistcoat was cut to perfection. Cris was mildly perturbed by the fact that trousers suited her demeanor better than they did most men of his acquaintance. It could have been worse – Mrs Bagley had once answered the door dressed as a yellow butterfly. Or was it a moth? Regardless, a winged cape had been involved. One was never certain what exactly Bertie’s housekeeper would be wearing on any given evening. It was one of the most exciting things about Bertie’s household.

“I’ve been summoned, Madame.” Cris always referred to Mrs Bagley as Madame. Mrs Bagley suited her ill, and anything more informal from Cris would cause a one-woman riot. Mrs Bagley took meticulous handling. He didn’t envy Bertie.

Mrs Bagley widened her eyes at him in pretend shock. “Summoned, were you indeed? Wipe your feet, young man.”

Cris was already wiping them. Mrs Bagley’s favorite thing was to give orders she knew were already being obeyed. She didn’t even pause for breath. “A new mission, is it?”

“Now, Madame, I can’t discuss such things with you, even if I had an inkling.” Cris drew himself up, but only a little – wouldn’t do to loom over a woman like Mrs Bagley.

“As you’re very well aware, I’ll hear about it later.”

“Of course you will, although I’m not supposed to know that. I must say, it’s a good thing you’re on our side.” He twitched towards the hallway, needing to move past niceties into useful activity.

“Are you sure about that?” She pretended a wicked glare.

“I live in fear, dear Madame. We all do. No doubt the fate of the War Office rests upon your discretion. Now, where is he?”

“In the conservatory, of course. Is he ever anywhere else?” Mrs Bagley marched off. Cris strode eagerly after, careful not to overtake her. It was pleasing to trail behind a woman who walked like she had places to be and people to kill.

The hallway was scrupulously clean and well maintained, despite the fact that the walls were lined with hundreds of tiny drawers topped by glass-fronted curio cases. There might, just possibly, have been wallpaper behind it all, but no one would ever know.

Bertie was a dedicated dilettante who picked up and put down interests obsessively. They walked past a beautifully mounted collection of wooden ladles (not spoons, ladles) and a display of Bertie’s own taxidermic caterpillars. It was a little like the natural history museum, only more eclectic, and with no apparent curation or connection between one case and the next.

Cris was so accustomed to the spectacle he barely glanced at the curiosities.

Mrs Bagley paused mid-hallway (much to his frustration) and turned on Cris, contorting her face into one of concern. It didn’t work well, as she was not a particularly sympathetic person, so her face went a little twitchy with the effort.

“Most distressing to hear about your father, Sir Crispin. I am sorry for your loss.”

What Cris wanted to say was, Hang my father, everyone I know is delighted that he’s dead, but one didn’t do that to a housekeeper, especially not Mrs Bagley. Plus, as an Englishman, Crispin didn’t like making others uncomfortable with real feelings.

So he drew his own face into an expression of sorrow and said politely, “Thank you kindly, Madame.”

Niceties observed, the housekeeper marched on, eventually opening the double doors to the conservatory with a jerk. Then, because it would take too long to find him amongst all the plants, she raised her voice in the manner of a governess, and yelled into the teeming verdancy, “Bertie, you blighter! Sir Crispin is here to see you.”

Bertie was undergoing a cactus stage. Had been for near on a year now. It was getting increasingly prickly at his house, particularly in the conservatory.

Accordingly, Bertie appeared from behind a large, fluffy bit of shrubbery clutching a pot from which protruded a small round cactus with a single bright pink flower. It so closely resembled a hedgehog wearing a hat that Cris was mildly startled not to see it sprout little legs and waddle off.

“Crispy, my dear fellow! What a lovely surprise to see you.”

You summoned me, Bertie.” Cris spread his hands wide in supplication.

“Did I? How very peculiar of me. Have you met an Echinocereus engelmannii before? Isn’t it remarkable? This one just flowered. I think it’s rather jolly, don’t you?”

Echinocereus engelmannii wikipedia

“Looks like a hedgehog in a hat.” Cris was one for honesty when it didn’t matter or hurt anyone’s feelings. He then took off his own hat and looked for a place to put it. There wasn’t one. So he put it back on his head. He’d never dare give it to Mrs Bagley.

“Fantastic, I say. I shall name it Wobesmere. Note the shortness of the internode? Just there? No, don’t touch! Nasty things, cacti. Now, let me tell you, one of the most remarkable things about them is the areoles. You see this bit here—”

Mrs Bagley interrupted him, crimson-faced. “Really, Bertie, Sir Crispin is suffering a great loss at the moment. Do stop prattling on at the poor fellow.”

“Really? What’s he lost?” Bertie had a large straight nose, beady dark eyes, and a wide smiling mouth. He had unfortunately fine hair, close cut, that had gone gray when they were at university together and begun a brave retreat some years later, so that he now resembled a surprised but cuddly mongoose. He mostly acted like one too, chattering and familiar, unless a snake was about. Then he proved quite deadly.

“His father, you nubbin.” Mrs Bagley indicated Crispin’s mourning attire with a flick of two fingers.

Cris would have preferred Bertie continue on in ignorance and get to the mission, but Mrs Bagley was clearly having none of that.

Bertie, a true friend, instantly forgot about the cactus and its areoles and dashed forward to clutch one of Crispin’s hands in his own, waving the cactus about dangerously with the other. “My dear Crispy, forgive me. I entirely forgot. Do come in. Sit down, sit down. Oh, there isn’t anywhere to sit, is there? Wait a moment. Eudora, would you be a dove and move those whatever-they-ares off that bench-seat-thingame there? Yes, I know, this is business. We ought to go to the study, but I don’t feel right leaving the engelmannii alone right now, not when it’s in the midst of flowering for the first time. Might put it off. You understand, don’t you, Eudora? No, you don’t, do you. Well, Crispy understands, don’t you, old chap? There, see? Sit down, do.”

Cris sat, minding his posture and trying desperately to sit still, while Mrs Bagley scowled affectionately and made room for them both.

Bertie plonked down next to Cris, cactus on his lap.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~

And there you have it. Incidentally, it was because of this scene that I lost my tiny mind over this image when it came across my feed…

Hedgehog Cactus

I really hope you enjoyed this sample and if you want to read the book you can find it at your vendor of choice.

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Yours (deeply excited about this book),

Miss Gail

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Defy or Defend Cover Art Reveal! Dimity is Coming for your Sparkles

Posted by Gail Carriger

 

Dear Gentle Reader,

The crafty amongst you have noticed mention of a new Delightfully Deadly book. (And members of the Chirrup have known it is in the works for a while now).

I am delighted to officially announce, Dimity’s Book:

Defy or Defend!

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Here’s the teaser:

A vampire hive descending into madness. A beautiful spy with a sparkly plan. And the man who must keep them from killing each other.

Read the rest on the preorder listing of your choice.

Any more hints?

Dimity has to fix a hive of vampires, so you get a really fun look into what, exactly, the dynamics of a vampire hive is like. Also I lampoon/parody everything Gothic (in the original sense of the word).

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The Making of This Cover

The model is from France/UK and was rather shocked to be contacted by me. She’s the owner of Lady Love Lloyd Creations (original photo here). I found the original image on a steampunk fashion blog (just like the original Soulless cover). Fortunately for me, the model owned the rights (exactly as happened with Donna over 10 years ago).

I loved the coy innocence if this image so much I had to have it.

Defy or Defend Model Coy

Starla worked to make it fit the Finishing School meets Delightfully Deadly style. Also Dimity’s hair needed to be longer and the necklace skewed more deadly. Both of these are key plot points in the book, as is the apple green background color.

This is one of the fun things about working with a designer on my own covers, I can put little cookies and hints into the cover as well as the story!

FAQs About This Book

Where is the audiobook?

Emma Newman is narrating for me again, but audiobooks always take extra time, here’s why.

I’m considering offering this audiobook directly to my newsletter to buy from me BEFORE it hits Audible/Apple. So if you want to own the MP3 all for yourself, and you want to own it ASAP you must be a Chirrup member.

Where is the print edition?

It will be coming to the usual vendors. If you were able to get How to Marry a Werewolf in print, this will be offered the same way. You’ll also be able to order a signed edition from Borderlands as usual, using the signed button below the cover art.

Here is why print distribution is different from digital.

Because print is very expensive to produce and because Defy or Defend is longer than my previous novellas, it will also cost slightly more. Sorry, but printing companies charge authors like me a ton more than they charge big publishers. The bigger the book the more they charge. This is the only way I can afford to even offer print books.

Yours, still typing,

Miss Gail

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Tour of the New Office + Writing Q&A (Video)

Posted by Gail Carriger

Dearest Gentle Reader,

Some of you have been waiting a while for this one!

Finally a tour of my new office digs! This is my last Live Q&A of the year. Don’t worry more coming in January!

The Video!

OFFICE TOUR!

Office Bookshelf Antique Desk Tentacle Stencil

QUESTIONS ANSWERED

Moving Offices

  1. Do you stick to a specific regime, or are you a chaotic mover?
  2. Was purging stuff hard for you?
  3. Does it FEEL different writing here? Does the environment change your mindset?
  4. Did it take you long to adjust to the new place? Feeling like you’re home?
  5. Do you do anything to make your new place *smell* right as well as looking right, to settle in?
  6. Will the kitty come visit the new office?

Act of Writing

  • What do you do to stay limber while writing all day? (Wrist braces.)
  • Do you do anything else while writing? Music?
  • Did you enjoy the Heroine’s Journey‘s process? How did it compare to the fiction?
  • How do you stay focused while writing with other people?

Working On Now

Meat Cute The Hedgehog Incident Gail Carriger Free Download

Working On Next

  • Who is the next San Andreas book about?
  • Did that poll influence the next projects you have planned? (The poll in question.)
  • What is the the most “out there” project you want to do?
  • Do you have any more books geared toward 12-14 year olds coming out? Stephanie Burgis writes middle grade so I don’t have to. Gail does have one middle grade! Fairy Debt

Fairy Debt free PDF

Random!

RTW Feather Wreath Octopus Decoration Christmas Romancing the Werwolf Gail Carriger

Other Things Mentioned

Office Sitting and Book Nook

Yours (enjoying a fabulous new office),

Miss Gail

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BOOK DE JOUR?

Meat Cute: The Hedgehog Incident featuring Alexia & Conall’s first encounter!

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In this short story Alexia Tarabotti attends what seems to be a dull London party, until the new werewolf Alpha turns up, is unconscionably rude to her, and sits on a hedgehog.

Upcoming Scribbles?

Gail’s Daily Tea Party

Tisane of Nifty 

Lilliput Cat Bow Tie Formal Wear Front Facing Stoool

Lilliput doing dapper December, Madame Lefoux style.

Writerly Tincture 

Ten Commandments for the Happy Writer

Book Nibble 

Lost in a Good Book says of Soulless:

“The pure joy of this is not even these supernatural creatures, it is Carriger’s storytelling ability and her way with words and dialogue.”

Quote to Sip 

“Grammar is a flexible thing, especially where commas are concerned.”

~ Gail when her copy editors disagree


Miss Gail Cooks with Tea: Pumpkin Chai Tiramisu

Posted by Gail Carriger

By request, Gentle Reader (and because you know me and tea… why not cook with it?)

Here is my Pumpkin Chai Tiramisu recipe!

Pumpkin Chai Tiramisu Recipe Free From Gail Carriger

I’m thinking of having Lovejoy cook this in one of the San Andreas Shifter books. I have already posted Isaac’s open faced omelet which is in The Omega Objection.

Pumpkin Chai Tiramisu

INGREDIENTS
2 teaspoons Powdered Milk
1/4 teaspoon Vanilla Extract
4 tablespoons Chai Latte Powder (pre-sweetened)
1/2 teaspoon Cinnamon + more to sprinkle (other spices if you like)
12-20 Lady’s Fingers (depending on your dish + preferred proportions)
Trifle or other medium-sized display dish
*** Everything Below Should be CHILLED VERY COLD*** 
4 Bags Chai (UNSWEETENED) mixed with 1 cup boiling water  + 2 tablespoons rum (optional)
1 Cup Heavy Whipping Cream
1/2 lb Mascarpone (1 tub)
1/2 cup Pumpkin Pie Filling (canned or homemade) just CHILL IT
Pumpkin Chai Tiramisu free recipe
DIRECTIONS
(takes 1/2 hour to assemble)
  1. Check layering in the dish with dry lady’s fingers so you know how many layers you’ll be doing (2 0r 3)
  2. In large mixing bowl, whip cream into very stiff peaks
  3. Whip in vanilla + powdered milk, put aside
  4.  In small mixing bowl, mix mascarpone + pie filling until blended
  5. Mix in 3 tablespoons chai latter powder
  6. Fold mascarpone mixture into whipping cream, mix gently, can leave white swirls or not, to your taste, chill in fridge
  7. Using a shallow pan or Tupperware roll the lady’s fingers in the chai/rum three quick full rotations (you might not use all the liquid)
  8. Place 6-10 fingers in a single layer at the bottom of your serving dish
  9. Put 1/3-1/2 of cream mixture (depending on your layering ratios) on top, smooth gently and sprinkle with cinnamon and chai latte powder (I use a tea wand for the chai)
  10. Layer lady’s fingers again, then cream, then sprinkle chai powder & cinnamon and any other spices you like (repeat again if you’re doing 3 layers)
Best if left to sit for at least 6 hours. With the stabilizing agents (from powdered milk + chai latte powder) this Tiramisu keeps really well for at least 24 hours. Serves 6-12 depending.
As a GF option you can make just the cheese filling sprinkled with spices and serve with gluten free ginger snaps, gram crackers or other spice cookies as a “sweet dip.” Also makes a wonderful frosting.
Pumpkin Chai Tiramisu Full Assembled

Here’s a cocktail to go with it… 

Yours (destined to die from trying new foods… but what a way to go),

Miss Gail

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Reticence

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Bookish and proper Percival Tunstell finds himself out of his depth when floating cities, spirited plumbing, and soggy biscuits collide in this delightful conclusion to New York Times bestselling author Gail Carriger’s Custard Protocol series.

UPCOMING SCRIBBLES

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Campton Place Indian Anniversary Food

10th Anniversary Dinner

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

A Taste of the Past podcast: PICKLES!

Savor podcast: A Passion for Lilikoi (Passion Fruit)

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

neil gaiman quote writer idea

Book News:

Cozy With a Side of Crime Audiobooks

Quote of the Day:

“Some fungi are only edible once.”

~ Borderlands Books, Overheard in the Store


My Octopus Collection! (Video)

Posted by Gail Carriger

Just a little video for you today Gentle Reader, as I begin the arduous process of shutting down my old office and the fun of decorating my new one.

Here I am talking about my octopus collection… So many tentacles!

I also have an octopus Pinterest board.

Hope you are having a lovely octopus-filled day!

Yours (surrounded by tentacles),

Miss Gail

Octopus Shelf In Office

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Reticence: The forth and final Custard Protocol Book!

Reticence

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Bookish and proper Percival Tunstell finds himself out of his depth when floating cities, spirited plumbing, and soggy biscuits collide in this delightful conclusion to New York Times bestselling author Gail Carriger’s Custard Protocol series.

UPCOMING SCRIBBLES

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

Day dress, 1895-96 parasol striped victorian

Day dress, 1895-96 From the Cincinnati Art Museum

1894, Montreal, Canada via shewhoworshipscarlin tumblr

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Beware the Octopus Mug merch gail carriger

Octopus Mug

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

How a Literary Prank Convinced Germany That ‘Hansel and Gretel’ Was Real

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

Gender and the Hugo Awards, by the Numbers

Book News:

Eliza Dana Sophronia Finishing School Cosplay Baraclegoose Hay Trifle

The amazing Dana as Eliza the Maid from Etiquette & Espionage carrying Mrs Barnaclegoose’s trifle covered bonnet.

Quote of the Day:

“Fair Fatality, you are the most unusual female I have encountered in all my thirty-eight years!”
“You can’t think how deeply flattered I am!” she assured him. “I daresay my head would be quite turned if I didn’t suspect that amongst so many a dozen or so may have slipped from your memory.”

~ Venetia by Georgette Heyer

Your Moment of Gail

 

“I suspect it may be like the difference between a drinker and an alcoholic; the one merely reads books, the other needs books to make it through the day.”

(Interview with The Booklovers blog, September 2010)” ~ Gail Carriger

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? Wiki that sheez!


The Great Office Purge of 2019 (Behind the Magic)

Posted by Gail Carriger

 

Hello Gentle Reader,

Been a bit absent recently on social media and here on the blog. You see, I returned from my last event in San Diego, to a rent increase on my office space.

Wait, Gail, why do you have an office? Why not write at home in your sweatpants swilling gin like a normal author?

Well, I don’t like gin and I never wear sweatpants.

But actually, I live in less than 600 square feet with an AB and a cat, so there isn’t much space for my books or much quiet to write in. Thus about six years ago I got myself a tiny remote office in a nice old Victorian historic building. Gussied it all up girly and retro (as is my wont) and happily pursued my authorial endeavors.

Gail Carriger office book nook

Sadly the book nook will be no more.

Until this rent increase. (Before you say anything: Here in CA there is no rental protection on commercial units for tenants, so there’s not much recourse I have except to leave.)

So leaving I am.

I’ve found a very nice place that is bigger and more accessible, if perhaps without as much character and historic charm. It will, I hope, be cooler in the summertime.

Because of the move, I’ve been getting rid of a ton of stuff. I’ve donated to charity shops, put a raffle together for Borderlands, consigned clothing, sold costumes, and listed first edition book exclusives on my Gumroad storefront. I even did an eBay auction.

Here’s some of what I got rid of…

The Clothing!

Cream brown 1870s inspired outfit.

1880s inspired wine and black lace outfit.

Persian belly dancing outfit.

Changeless cover outfit.

Madame Lefoux jacket.

The Books!

I included clutch items like ARCs and obscure articles, and (of course) signed everything that I should. The advantages of being THE author, I suppose.

Soulless LTD Boxed Green Cameo SOLD

Parasol Protectorate Trade First Editions Gail Carriger

Parasol Protectorate Boxed Set Gail Carriger Free Book

Anyway, why am I blogging about all of this?

Just the freeing nature of getting rid of things, I suppose. It’s very liberating… The older I get the less I want stuff around me, it feels heavy both literally and figuratively. With the possible exception of shoes.

It feels like the right time to do this what with the move and celebrating 10 years as an author.

And you seemed to be pleased with the offerings. The person who got the Madame Lefoux jacket wrote about it with such beauty, it made me cry. I’m sorry if you missed something you hoped to get. Don’t worry, I still kept one of everything for myself. Just in case. And who knows I may move again!

What Else Have I Been Up To?

I also scanned a decade of academic notes, ripped apart old notebooks, developed a dust mite allergy (yeah hives and lack of breathing), cleaned out an improbable amount of dish-wear and thinned out the teacup collection. I also collected fun extras together into goodie boxes for upcoming Chirrups.

Meanwhile, I managed to turn in The Heroine’s Journey to my agent and Dimity’s book to my beta readers. More on the title, cover, and release dates for Dimity, plus details on the release of Meat Cute in digital and audio, PLUS audiobook codes for The Omega Objection and a Romancing the Werewolf goodiebox in up coming Chirrups.

Yours, surrounded by boxes,

Miss Gail

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Reticence: The forth and final Custard Protocol Book!

Reticence

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Bookish and proper Percival Tunstell finds himself out of his depth when floating cities, spirited plumbing, and soggy biscuits collide in this delightful conclusion to New York Times bestselling author Gail Carriger’s Custard Protocol series.

UPCOMING SCRIBBLES

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

1910 Parasol Big Hat Flowers Wide Belt

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Gail Carriger 10 Years of Steampunk Oufits

Self in 10 Years of Steampunk Outfits

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

Keep Calm and Eat Pudding

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

How authors make money

Book News:

My dear friend Alex White interviews me at SFWC about the career side of writing. 

Quote of the Day:

Quote Bookworms TBR pile

Your Moment of Gail

 

“I suspect it may be like the difference between a drinker and an alcoholic; the one merely reads books, the other needs books to make it through the day.”

(Interview with The Booklovers blog, September 2010)” ~ Gail Carriger

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? Wiki that sheez!


Miss Gail’s Scariest Author Stories, Happy Halloween! (Video Q&A with Gail Carriger)

Posted by Gail Carriger

 

For Halloween this year, I did this video telling some of my scariest author stories, Gentle Reader.

Shiver in horror as I reveal the worst book tour ever, disastrous adventures in airport bathrooms, being orphaned, abandoned, stranded, and that time when hundreds of books went missing.

Are you ready for the fear and terror?

Well, tea will help you cope, of course. Although… did it help me? Watch to find out!

Author Horror Stories with Gail Carriger

The blog post about those signed editions going missing is here.

Unscrewing the Bumbersnoot ~ In which Flywaymen Hijack Waistcoats & Weaponry Signed Editions (The Missing 500)

And the video of the Spy Museum event that I did the day after I cried my little heart out is here:

Yours (destined to die on book tour),

Miss Gail

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Reticence: The forth and final Custard Protocol Book!

Reticence

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Bookish and proper Percival Tunstell finds himself out of his depth when floating cities, spirited plumbing, and soggy biscuits collide in this delightful conclusion to New York Times bestselling author Gail Carriger’s Custard Protocol series.

UPCOMING SCRIBBLES

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

Gail Carriger Gold Parasol Circus Waist Cinch Swiss Waist Dark Garden

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Gail Carriger Mirror Teacups

My two mirror teacups, the saucer image is distorted until you look at it in the reflection on the teacup.

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  (A Writer Beware Selection)

Book News:

The History and Future of Audiobooks

Quote of the Day:

Perhaps cats get into boxes because they are, in fact, just like phone booths installed with cat-to-cat communication.
Hello? How’s your day going? Knock any good things off tables?
We got some nasty smelling feet round these parts, you should come visit sometime.
Well, I have been thinking about bolting. Or maybe just standing in the doorway indecisively for an hour.
Sounds fun. Well, gotta go lick my butt now.

~ Gail & AB

Your Moment of Gail

 

“I suspect it may be like the difference between a drinker and an alcoholic; the one merely reads books, the other needs books to make it through the day.”

(Interview with The Booklovers blog, September 2010)” ~ Gail Carriger

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? Wiki that sheez!


Miss Gail’s Childhood Favorite Books & Research Bookshelf Reveal Video (Behind the Magic)

Posted by Gail Carriger

Darling Gentle Reader,

In this video I talk you through some of my favorite children’s books and how they influenced my writing. Then I show off some of my non-fiction research book collection (secondary resources). What I use, what I keeps on hand and why.

Favorite Kids Children's ReaseachBooks Video Header

Gail Carriger’s Research & Children’s Books

CHILDREN’S BOOKS

RESEARCH BOOKS

A list of Gail’s favorite research books (available for purchase)

Gail Carriger Research Books Tips and Tricks

A selection of Gail’s favorite non-fiction and the books they influenced

Yours (figuring out what to do with all her books),

Miss Gail

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BOOK DE JOUR

Reticence: The forth and final Custard Protocol Book!

Reticence

USA & Canada: Amazon print & digital & audiobook | Kobo | B & N | Apple | Audible | Other

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Bookish and proper Percival Tunstell finds himself out of his depth when floating cities, spirited plumbing, and soggy biscuits collide in this delightful conclusion to New York Times bestselling author Gail Carriger’s Custard Protocol series.

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

1862 Ladies' Companion May Parasol Teal Pink Trim Victorian

Image that influenced lesbian characters Lady Flo and Jane in Poison or Protect fromLadies’ Companion Thursday, May 1, 1862

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Strawberry Pie Tart Little House

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

Random Advice That Might Save Your Life, According to Reddit

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

Allusionist podcast 106: Typo Demon

Ever misspelled a word or committed a typo? It wasn’t your fault; you were demonically possessed. Ian Chillag from Everything is Alive podcast introduces us to Titivillus, the typo demon.

Book News:

Man jailed for stealing 7,000 books from Scottish universities

Quote of the Day:

“Oh, yes, she’s unusual!” he said bitterly. “She blurts out whatever may come into her head; she tumbles from one outrageous escapade into another; she’s happier grooming horses and hobnobbing with stable-hands than going to parties; she’s impertinent; you daren’t catch her eye for fear she should start to giggle; she hasn’t any accomplishments; I never saw anyone with less dignity; she’s abominable, and damnably hot at hand, frank to a fault, and—a darling!”

~ Sylvester by Georgette Heyer

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? Wiki that sheez!


Everything I Wore to Gaslight Steampunk Expo ~ Vote for Your Favorite!

Posted by Gail Carriger

Hello my darling Gentle Reader, Gaslight Steampunk Expo was my last event of 2019 (and my last event for a while I’m taking a travel hiatus). The theme was Ancient Egypt, and here are all the outfits I wore…

Gail Carriger Blue Maxi Pattern Teapot Purse Blue Turban

Blue pattern maxi dress, with blue turban, net gloves, teapot purse.

Gail Carriger Lace Cream Gold Deco Teapot Purse

Cream lace skirt + top and gold shrug (all from Ross), Dark Garden waist cinch corset (decorated by me), net gloves, gold turban, teapot purse.

Gail Carriger Navy Blue stars exhakti cape bottle

New favorite dress, eShakti navy dress with gold stars and capelet (custom length & sleeves) and pockets, gold sandals (old Sofft), tan leather drivers (old Modcloth) gold turban decorated with vintage brooch, champagne bottle purse.

Gail Carriger Gold Evening Dress Sparkle Brown Shrug

New gold evening gown (Amazon special), brown velvet shrug, vintage brown leather gloves, brown wedge sandals with shoe clips, brown turban, vintage jewelry.

Gail Carriger Gold Cocktail eshakti Fur cape bottle bag

Gold eShakti cocktail dress (custom neck line, length, added sleeves), gold sandals, cream capelet, champagne bottle purse, vintage cream gloves, gold turban.

Gail Carriger Gold Parasol Circus Corset Red Teapot Purse

Gold skirt and top (Amazon if you’d believe), Dark Garden striped Swiss Waist, vintage red gloves, tentacle parasol, new massive red teapot bag, red turban with brooch on it.

Which Outfit Do You Like Best?

Yours (drowning in gold),

Miss Gail 

P.S. Spies report Competence is finally available to UK audio! (Reticence should be coming soon too.)

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Reticence: The forth and final Custard Protocol Book!

Reticence

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Bookish and proper Percival Tunstell finds himself out of his depth when floating cities, spirited plumbing, and soggy biscuits collide in this delightful conclusion to New York Times bestselling author Gail Carriger’s Custard Protocol series.

UPCOMING SCRIBBLES

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

1896 Fashion plate via shewhoworshipscarlin parasol yellow victorian primrose

Fashion plate, 1896 via shewhoworshipscarlin

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Cat - Felis domesticus 1873

Felis domesticus 1873

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

How to Get Your Cat to Be Quiet in the Morning

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

7 Homes of Writers and Authors For You to Explore

Book News:

Custard Protocol Spotted Custard Pastic Toy

Quote of the Day:

“I see now that there is a great deal in what Aunt Almeria says. She considers that there are terrible pitfalls in Society.”
Sir Richard shook his head sadly. “Alas, too true!”
“And vice,” said Pen awfully. “Profligacy, and extravagance, you know.”
“I know.”
She picked up her knife and fork again. “It must be very exciting,” she said enviously.”

~ The Corinthian by Georgette Heyer

Your Moment of Gail

 

“I suspect it may be like the difference between a drinker and an alcoholic; the one merely reads books, the other needs books to make it through the day.”

(Interview with The Booklovers blog, September 2010)” ~ Gail Carriger

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? Wiki that sheez!


10 Most Popular Gail Carriger Quotes (Behind the Magic)

Posted by Gail Carriger

 

Over ten years in publishing (and quite a few books), Gentle Reader, and here are some of the most quoted sections of my books (or interviews) as voted on by Goodreads and social media…

#1 Quote = Not from a book at all!

I was asked in an interview early on how I felt about reading and being a reader. The above quote is genuinely how I feel about it. I do read basically every day, even if it is only a chapter or two.

#2 Quote = BRAINS!

#3 Quote = Vampires!

Lord Akeldama showing up very early on in this list. No surprise there! This one came from Blameless.

Quote #4 = Gossip!

This is a Biffy quote, but it comes straight from my heart. Gossip has always been a lifeline in my family, Mum, Granma, so forth. This might be my favorite quote on this list.

Quote #5 = Sexy!

I love this one because it hints at the way I write sex scenes and how much humor I like to bring to and find in nudity and flirting.

Quote #6 = Evil Genius

This is the first on from the Finishing School series.

Quote #7 = Sledgehammer

This is Lord Maccon talking to (and describing) Alexia.

Quote #8 = Cats!

This one is Alexia thinking about herself.

Quote #9 = Steampunk

I am specifically talking about steampunk fashion in this quote from an interview I did super early on in my career.

Quote #10 = Tough Lady

This is a long one but it may be one of my favorite descriptions. I love writing something that is both funny and accurate.

There is is. After 10 years the top 10 quotes from my books!

Honorary mention to one of my favorites:

Yours (Oscar Wilde is my idol),

Miss Gail

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OUT NOW!

Reticence: The forth and final Custard Protocol Book!

Reticence

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Amazon Overseas DE | FR | AU

Kobo Overseas DE | FR | AU

Bookish and proper Percival Tunstell finds himself out of his depth when floating cities, spirited plumbing, and soggy biscuits collide in this delightful conclusion to New York Times bestselling author Gail Carriger’s Custard Protocol series.

UPCOMING SCRIBBLES

GAIL’S DAILY DOSE

Your Moment of Parasol . . .

1861 Le Follet Parasol Pink Blue Swiss Waist Victorian

Your Infusion of Cute . . .

Red Teapot Purse Massive

Your Tisane of Smart . . .

The phrases you’ve been getting wrong all your life

Your Writerly Tinctures . . .  

Why are Books That Shape? From Codices to Kindles, Why This Rectangle Stays Golden

Book News:

All Books 2019 Spines Gail Carriger Free

Quote of the Day:

“It’s your own fault for encouraging him when he was a first-year, you know. Now he thinks he’s a human being.”

~ Page by Tamora Pierce (Neal & Owen: my two favorite characters in the series)

Questions about Gail’s Parasolverse? Wiki that sheez!


Soulless’s Birthday, Stories From A Book’s Misspent Youth (Behind the Magic)

Posted by Gail Carriger

 

Soulless is having its birthday today, Gentle Reader!

Thought I might share a few of my most fun, and most silly stories revolving around the launch of my very first book, some decade or more ago now! I know, right?

Shortly after Soulless came out, through no fault of mine, World Fantasy Convention came to town.

And I said to my darling friends, I said…

“Darling friends. You know that wedding you had at my mother’s place? You know those baby showers and wedding showers you made me attend? You know those parties I hosted over the years? The time has come,” said I, “to talk of recompense. The chips… I am casting them.”

And so my friends, who are darlings, became many things: caterers, cooks, flower arrangers, interior decorators, event coordinators, brewmasters, bartenders, tea mistresses, servants, cleaning staff and all the steampunk personas one must to throw a very impressive BASH.

And together we threw a rather memorable party. There may even be a few reading this blog who remember it still, and read my book because of it.

Here are some stories from that time…

The Shortbread Fiancee

A dear friend made shortbread for Soulless’s coming out party. A fellow author was so enamored of her shortbread (and rather drunk) he immediately proposed marriage. He went on to become rather famous, but amongst my friends he will be forever known as “The Shortbread Fiancée.”

The Armenian Lovers

My original bio said I had a haram of Armenian lovers (and I did at the time) but the gentleman manning the bar was not one of them. (There was character themed cocktails and bathtub gin, just FYI.)

Still, my editor, who is a tiny terrifying human but generally looks about 12, came to the party. I had special cheese platters prepared just for her. She loves cheese. She went to get a drink and then returned to report excitedly that she had been “carded by one of the Armenian lovers!”

Kitty (Ivy’s companion), Ivy & Tunstell.

Ivy Hisselpenny in the Flesh

I had actor friends playing the parts of my characters at the launch. My dearest Miss Kalandar represented Ivy. (She is also the inspiration for many of Ivy’s best lines, among other things.)

Next to her is Paul as Tunstell, who IS Tunstell, only I didn’t realize it when I was writing that character. Fortunately, I have the kind of friends who, when I accidentally put them into my novels, will find their tightest loudest pants and show up at a launch party portraying that character.

Soulless Alex Award Scarf Gail Carriger Parasol Protectorate

Ah, the beginnings!

You can read more about this event and book launch teas here:

World Fantasy Day 3 ~ Saturday October 31, 2009 SOULLESS BOOK LAUNCH PARTY! (Parasol Protectorate Special Extras)

And you can read the full menu here:

How to Throw a Book Launch Tea Party (Special Extras)

Meanwhile in honor of Soulless’s 10th Birthday I am giving away 10 of the Soulless green cameo hardcover books to Chirrup members. These are out of print, there are no more for sale from the publisher. It matches Fan Service.

Chirrup Soulless free from Gail Carriger

You need to have joined the Chirrup (and gone through the verification process) BEFORE midnight this Saturday October 5th, 2019.

This is the last of my stock of this book. I will never do this giveaway again.

Yours getting rid of books!

Miss Gail

OUT NOW!

Reticence: The forth and final Custard Protocol Book!

Reticence

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Sky’s Scribblings says:

“A thoroughly delightful read that was even better than expected, and I expected to be thoroughly delighted! Percy was adorkable, Arsenic gave Sophronia a run for her money as my favorite Parasolverse female, and the surprise third POV was such fun.”

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Author Prayer: 

Autocorrect please stay thy hand,

type this clean, at my command,

And if readers should an error see,

I pray they will blame you, not me. 

~ Adapted from the scribe’s prayer to Titivillus (daemon of typos) recited by Ian Chillag on The Allusionist podcast

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(Interview with The Booklovers blog, September 2010)” ~ Gail Carriger

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