The world I built


Fact, historical fiction, & fantasy, oh my!

It might be because I grew up in a land where history is still lurking behind a sheer veil, always present and within the reach of not so much individual as a tribal memory, that I look on it a way not easy for a Western mindset to understand.

To me and so many people of my blood and ancestry, history isn’t just a dead account of ancient battles and who whacked whom when. It’s WHY the whacking took place. It’s WHO did the whacking and WHO got whacked. In my head, history isn’t a dead letter, it lives. I can close my eyes and BE those people who once walked the ground on which I took my own first toddler steps. My umbilical is tied back to something greater and vaster than just a single gentle mother

I am a child of my people and of my past, part of something much bigger than myself, a mosaic in which I am just a single tessera but which, seen as a whole, makes for a huge complex picture of a world.

I can close my eyes and BE those people who once walked the ground on which I took my own first toddler steps. My umbilical is tied back to something greater and vaster than just a single gentle mother.

Hold that thought for a moment, and let me step back a little here.

The Secrets Of Jin Shei By HoshiakaWhen I wrote the novel, “The Secrets of Jin-shei”, it was not my own historical background that I referenced, but that particular time frame and setting, a land inspired by Imperial China which I called Syai and it became the foundation of an entire alternate world.

I wrote it as historical fantasy – as a sweep of history which takes place in an imaginary country – and I succeeded so well that I have been rapped on the knuckles for being “wrong” about some historical detail despite there being no historical detail to be wrong about. What this said to me is that I got the SENSE of history right, a sense of this being “real” in some aspect of it, that people feel that it has been rendered with enough verisimilitude for them to be able to believe that it (or something very like it) must have REALLY happened.

I fast-forwarded my story 400 years and wrote “Embers of Heaven”, which is set in the same land as “The Secrets of Jin-shei” but after four centuries have wrought their changes on the people and the social fabric of that country. A lot can change in four hundred years, and much – too much! – did change, here; This second book was still inspired by China but this was the China of the Cultural Revolution, much harsher, much more visceral than the first novel set in Syai – and yet, and yet, “Embers” has some of the most lyrical passages I have ever written, some of the most tender scenes of love and caring and passion that I have ever conceived. Set against the harshness of the milieu, these scenes shine.

But more than that – I extended the geography of this world. There are other countries in this world I am creating, just as there are countries which are not China in this our own familiar world. I introduced Ellas, which to anyone reading the scenes set in it can simply be nothing other than what maps in OUR world is Greece.

And having established the fact that my imagined world is is a complete world, I then wrote a third book set there. “Empress” is a historical fantasy just as lush and lyrical as the previous two, but this time set in the glory days of the empire of Byzantium, a story based on the immortal tale of the relationship between Emperor Justinian and the Hippodrome-bred actress and courtesan who became the Empress Theodora. If you pay attention you will notice a tiny detail in “Empress” – there is a caravan which is preparing to set off for exotic lands far away to pursue trade in silks and spices… a land called… Syai.

I am drawing a map here.

Six hundred and fifty years after the events of “Empress”, the empire which I called Visant still exists – it is old now, and rotting from the inside, and ripe for all kinds of disasters and outside influences… and I come full circle here.

Go back to that first paragraph. Read it again. Read it carefully. Because here is what I am writing about now: a historical fantasy about 14th century Balkans, my own history, my own past, rich rich rich with story. The novel is already well wrapped in the layers of history and of drama, but here’s the thing.

When I wrote the Jin-shei novels, editors and booksellers sometimes INSISTED that these things were pure historical fiction, which they weren’t, and marketing them as such tended to doom them because the history buffs got annoyed when I committed “faux pas” atrocities against known and accepted historical fact. And the fantasy buffs who would have loved those liberties, never found them because they didn’t look for this book where it was shelved, with “real” historical fiction.

When I first offered “Empress” for publication, I was given to understand that it would be considered much more acceptable if I went back and reversed my careful filing off of the serial numbers and retold the story as a straight historical fiction, without inventing an empire called Visant or an Emperor and Empress called Maxentius and Callidora, or a religion which I coldly and deliberately created so as to be parallel but NOT identical to Christianity.

I declined. This wasn’t THAT world, our world, the real world. This was a parallel world of my own creation where I had the freedom to follow what history I needed to but then to people it with characters and incidents and events and faith and social constructs that I required to tell the story that I wanted to tell.

Writer Bernard Cornwell was asked in a recent interview whether he saw the boundary between historical fiction and historical fantasy as being a blurred line or clear and distinct, and he said that he believed it to be totally distinct, that writers of fantasy have “a freedom which an historical novelist doesn’t enjoy… A fantasy writer might well ground his or her work in a real historical background, but they have no duty to that history. The historical novelist does!”

Cornwell is right.

It isn’t that I don’t feel as though I have a “duty” to history. I do. But I also feel the necessity to be able to break from the “real” history if I need to make a change to suit my story – in “Empress” I took two real historical incidents and I reversed the order in which they occurred because that was the way MY story fell out better, and it worked just fine; I also melded a little bit of two historical characters of the era, the scholarly bookish Justinian and the great general Belisarius, in order to create the character of Maxentius who would be a little of both and his own man who just happens to be in the shoes that a “real” historical character might have occupied in the annals of our own accepted historical record.

Now I have been urged to write my current novel – the 14th-century Balkans one – as a “straight” historical, because honestly, I couldn’t invent some of the stuff that was going on back then and there seems to be plenty of material in the raw history for me to play with – but it’s already bigger than me, and this story is part of the larger body of alt-history which I am building for that other world in which I write, and this is a part of the history of THAT world as much as my own forebears were part of the literal historical 14th century Balkan backdrop.

I NEED to mythologize and to render larger-than-life. I need the freedom of that empty canvas, not one already painted with a backdrop to which I absolutely have to hew. I need the space for my mind’s wings to spread out, for my imagination to soar, for my vision to see things that may or may not have been “Real”.

You might say that it would be all too easy to do something like that in a 14th century setting because primary sources are few and often iffy. That is true; researching details behind this story turned up stuff in the crevices of the stuff I already did know, osmotically, as part of my upbringing, stuff that astonished me and is almost too hard to believe. Bur a lot of such stuff is directly contradicted by other period accounts. I can literally pick the history I WANT to be true and I wouldn’t be wrong. But it’s still constraining. I don’t know these characters, these real characters, well enough to write their true motivations, and I balk at the idea of trying.

Make them semi-mythological, however, and I can get inside their minds and their hearts and their souls, I can imagine what they thought and they believed, and I can make something true spring up to hold and support them. That is my gift, the creation of worlds; if I use a historical base, a sourdough starter if you will, to bake the bread of my tale that is something that I use as a foundation – and what I create from that starter, from that foundation, is something that I have made from raw material mixed with pure imagination. It is what I love about creating stories like these.

There are many ways that history is taught “wrong” in our schools. Our children are never made to feel as though history is a part of them, only that it is a boring record of What Went Before and has nothing to do with their here and now. Who cares who was king when and which battle was fought where or who won, not when those facts are something that you have to learn by rote and regurgitate on command as a litany of “facts” as dull and dry and dusty as ashes. Our students are never shown that history as the fire that preceded those ashes, are never made to feel as though they themselves belonged in it.

The way *I* was raised – it is easy to reach out and lift the veil and look upon the years and the centuries that had gone before as being just someone else’s present, things that are happening to people JUST LIKE US but simply of another place or time. History can be a huge unifier for the human race because we are all living it, different parts of it that make the whole. Instead, it’s been as divisive as anything can be. History is iconically written by the “winners” of those battles which the children are forced to learn and remember; the “losers” of those battles find their voices stilled, silenced, erased.

There are many stones in the landscape of history which would reveal incredible narratives if they were permitted to be turned, and what lies underneath them to be examined.

This is the basic constraint of what we consider to be historical “fact”, and therefore also of what is strictly considered to be historical “fiction”, a novelized account of something that really happened and is on record as having happened. Because historical fiction that is true to historical fact is inevitably only true to that accepted account, the “winners” account. Deviate one iota from what is “known” to be true, and you’re already writing fantasy, because there is no way any more to document that other narrative that you want to tell. The loser’s side. Because of the silence in which it is wrapped.

But all the stories need to be told. And that’s why I choose to wrap my truths into the silver tissue paper of lies which is called “fantasy” by some. Because my stories aren’t a regurgitation of history-as-was. They are a retelling of an emotional and empathetic and wide-eyed greater truth – the things that didn’t “really” happen out there, but “really, REALLY” happened in here, inside the human heart and mind and vision. The stories that will resonate because on a fundamental level they are truer than the truth. That is the gift of fantasy. That is the world in which I choose to walk.

Watch for the latest installment of the history of my world – coming soon.

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‘Shifter’ Shifted

Shifter cover


I told the world that ‘Shifter‘, the third book in The Were Chronicles, would be out in November.

Alas, it wasn’t.


But don’t despair, my publisher assures me it will be available shortly — well in time for Christmas for anyone needing a gift for a loved one.



In the meantime, if you haven’t read the first two books in the series, ‘Random’ and ‘Wolf’, you can grab them now. HERE and HERE

Random coverWolf, The Were Chronicles










For those new to The Were Chronicles, it is a world in which Weres live in an uneasy alliance with normals, living lives of not quite quiet desperation. They are tolerated, but face constant discrimination and bullying. They are carefully regulated, forced to live in isolation or even imprisonment during their Turns, and forced to carry identity cards stamped with a dehumanizing paw print.

The tensions between the two groups constantly threatens to erupt into open warfare.

And in ‘Shifter‘ .. well, …..

Writing a story, building a world

To write a story or build a world, you need answers to some fundamental questions: i.e. Who, What, Where, When, Why, and How

When I started writing the Were Chronicles, one of the things I wanted to explore was the basis, and the mechanics, of being Were.

In other words, the How of Were kind.

Sure, they were by definition creatures which shift into animal form. That was a given; that had always been a given. But why did they Turn, and HOW?

My educational background was perfect for thinking about this. So back I went to the field in which I hold an MSc degree, Molecular Biology.

I sat down and worked it all out. The basic genetics that differentiate the Were from their non-shifting human kindred. With a lot of creative license, of course.

Read it all HERE

OK, OK, I’m a bit late

In honor of Thanksgiving, Buzzfeed asked some writers to tell them about the book they’re most thankful for.

What I am thankful for are WORDS. All of them. Even those in books I ended up not finishing because the order of the words rubbed me the wrong way in some manner. I still remain grateful for all of them, for the fact that they exist.

There is no single BOOK.

Or more accurately there are legions of them. I am grateful to all sorts of books for all sorts of reasons. I could write a book on the subject.

But other authors did as Buzzfeed asked and picked one book. For example:

Stine and BradburyDavid Livingston / Getty Images — Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury

Why R. L. Stine is thankful for Dandelion Wine:Beautiful writing, poetry on every page, and an amazing depiction of a wonderful world of childhood that probably never really existed.

R. L. Stine is the bestselling author of more than three hundred books, including the phenomenally bestselling Goosebumps series.

Read all the author’s choices HERE

“The first time I dated a girl who was a profound reader,” Joshua Fechter writes at Lifehack, “something happened, and it was beautiful. I realized there were girls who finally understood me and I understood them.”

­­­19 Things Only People Dating A Girl Who Reads Would Know

I can particularly relate to

17. She gets upset when people don’t know her favorite book

When the man I married first started wooing me over the Internet, I sent him one of my favorite books, ‘Corelli’s Mandolin’, by Louis de Bernieres. He insists he thought it was a litmus test and worried that if he didn’t like it, he would be history.

I’m admitting nothing, but let’s just say that it was fortunate that he did. 🙂

Read all 19 things HERE

Quote of the DayRay BradburyEvery author’s fear.

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Porn for word nerds

“I am fascinated by language,” Elaine Wilson writes at Off The Shelf. “Whether diagramming sentences, reciting the appropriate participle in my Catholic school days, or delving into the case systems of Latin and Russian, I’ve always been uncommonly excited by the rules and regulations of the written word.

“The books below are just a few of many worthy overtures to language. To anyone who has balked at “their” in place of “there” or wondered about the origins of their mother tongue, these books are for you.”

Between You Me2Between You & Me: Confessions of a Comma Queen.

Mary Norris, a longtime copyeditor at the New Yorker, waxes romantic about proper punctuation and grammar in this humorous memoir.

You don’t have to appreciate declensions and the subjunctive to get caught up in her charming prose. The Washington Post calls it “porn for word nerds.”

If that doesn’t convince you, I don’t know what will.


See all the books HERE

I’m not talking about the beauties of language, but at at the Book View Cafe I’ve been discussing the art and beauty of storytelling.

Writing a story, building a world – part 5: WHY

To write a story or build a world, you need answers to some fundamental questions: :i.e.Who, What, Where, When, Why, How

This week we are talking about WHY..

WHY is primarily motivation and that has been discussed to the point of being a cliche which is easy to make fun of. Remember that immortal exchange in ‘Galaxy Quest’:

“You’ve got to figure out what its motivation is, what it wants!”

“It’s a ROCK! It doesn’t want anything!!!”

The basic underlying truth is, though, that things don’t happen in a vacuum and even the most irrational-seeming actions are rooted in reason – even if the reason only SEEMED like a good one at the time, or seems right only to a deranged mind.
People, and therefore characters worth their salt, have a reason for doing things. For the cart of the story to keep moving forward, it needs the horse of motivation to pull it.

Read the whole article HERE

And speaking of writing, I stumbled on this today while looking for something else.

Some time back I was asked an intriguing question in a Brazilian interview.

Q:  Your book (‘The Secrets of Jin-shei’), has been translated into several languages. What was your reaction when that started to happen?

Alma: Disbelief, actually. And after that, increasingly, more disbelief.

The languages began to pile up, and they included some which absolutely astonished me – Turkish, Lithuanian, Catalan, Hebrew.

It was almost impossible to believe that my characters would be speaking all these varied and different languages many of which I would be lucky to be able to recognize the alphabet they use.

For some of the languages with which I either have at least a passing familiarity (German, Serbo-Croat) or else a familiarity with similar languages of the same linguistic family (Spanish, Italian, Polish, Czech), it’s really rather strange to look at a book and ALMOST understand it completely, but being thrown by some colloquialism or common-usage phrase which doesn’t translate clearly into English and which I can only figure out because I know what I originally wrote.

But it’s been a fabulous journey so far. And I hope to reach many more readers who might be picking up my books in their own native language.

At Bustle, Caitlin White picks:

11 of ‘Sesame Street’s Best Literary Moments

“Whether the PBS show is poking fun at Harry Potter, William Shakespeare, or Cyrano de Bergerac (seriously), its Muppet gang is clever and hilarious — while still paying homage to the book it is satirizing. Word play runs amuck, as your favorite characters get silly re-names for the sketch that will have you doubled over in laughter.”

For example:
Taming Of The Shoe
The Taming of the Shoe

The totally feminist shoe will not be tied down to Grovero’s foot. You’ll be able to watch this epic literary parody if you can even get past Cookie Monster’s announcement of “William Shoespeare, famous podiatrist.”

See them all HERE


Quiz: Do You Know These Literary Addresses?

Lit Addresses
OK, everyone knows THAT one,

But how about these others?


Take the Reading Room quiz HERE

Eat the walls
Wall FarmVertical Farms Turn Unused City Wall Space Into Gardens That Grow Your Lunch

Living walls have been around for a while, but until now they haven’t been used to grow food.

Read the whole story HERE

Quote of the Day
Writing RealityTelling it like it is!

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