Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Poetry and Poison in the Blood

April is National Poetry Month. As an English major, I have read a lot of poetry. Perhaps all the poetry... Okay, not all the poetry, but a sample of poems from Western poets from Old English onward. (Have you ever read Old English? It's like Klingon. Middle English is not much better.) I enjoy Shakespearean sonnets, Emily Dickinson, pina coladas and getting caught in the rain.

As an author I've been inspired by poetry, and the second Emily book Poison in the Blood was inspired by "Goblin Market" by Christina Rossetti. (Also, my advance copies of Poison in the Blood are here! Yay! Yes, there will be giveaways, and also a blog tour during June when the print version officially releases.)

Super simplified poem summary (I totally wrote a paper on this poem in college, so don't ask for the long version unless you want me to go all English Major on y'all): "Goblin Market" tells the tale of two sisters, Lizzie and Laura. They're innocent and wholesome, until Laura begins to fall for the temptation offered by the goblin fruitsellers. Lizzie is all, "Dude, no."
“We must not look at goblin men,
We must not buy their fruits:
Who knows upon what soil they fed
Their hungry thirsty roots?”

Lizzie understands what any modern paranormal heroine knows: If you get involved with the supernatural, bad things will happen to you. (Related for fans of the poem: the seventh October Daye book, Chimes at Midnight by Seanan McGuire, deals with goblin fruit. I loved that book like OMGYES. You want to read it.) Laura is all, "Pfft, what's the worst that can happen? #YOLO"

The answer is, of course, a whole damn lot. Laura nearly dies of goblin fruit withdrawal, but is saved just in time by a heroic act by her sister. And they lived happily ever after with their adorable children, who they entertain with stories about their experience. ("Hey, remember that time you almost died from withdrawal? Awesome.")

Would talk about the haunted glen,
The wicked, quaint fruit-merchant men,
Their fruits like honey to the throat
But poison in the blood;
(Men sell not such in any town):

And tada! Book title inspiration! Poison in the Blood deals with several of the themes brought up in "Goblin Market", like the dangers of dealing with goblin men (or in my book's case, faerie men)(Faust makes a cameo) and the awesomeness of female friendship (Justine and Emily fight crime!).

Poison in the Blood is available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, All Romance eBooks, and the Samhain store. You can get 30% off if you purchase the ebook from the Samhain store and enter the coupon code POISON14 at checkout.

She is honey to his throat…but one sweet taste could part them forever…

Banished from home while her husband adjusts to life as an immortal, blood-drinking chronicler, Emily Black is homesick, heartsick and struggling under the constant sensory barrage of a city drenched in ancient magic. When an old friend asks for her aid in solving a string of murders, she welcomes the distraction, despite the danger.

Justine Dubois is grateful for a seer’s help, and more understanding than anyone of Emily’s plight. As a guardian, Justine commands respect; as a woman, her magic is considered inferior. Together, they are determined to prove their worth to London’s magicians, starting with solving these murders—with maybe a bit of matchmaking on the side.

Long before he met his soul mate, Michael Black made a commitment to join the Order of St. Jerome. He will live forever, forced to watch the woman he loves age and die. As Emily hunts the murderer, Michael struggles to protect her. But if he loses control of his hunger, the greatest threat to her safety could be Michael himself.

Warning: Contains tortured soul mates, scheming faeries, vampire debauchery, deadly parasols, illicit blood-drinker relations, and adorable plot moppets.

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