Showing posts with label #thealanden. Show all posts
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Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Variations on a Theme

The 1Night Stand series fascinates me and appeals to me because of how all the different authors can take one set of guidelines and turn each story into something unique and special. Just looking at the list of titles shows a wide variety of situations, not to mention practically every genre that’s ever been defined. I sincerely wish I had the time to read every single book available. I’d love to see how all my fellow authors have taken the simple premise (two—or more!—people contact a matchmaker and go on an unforgettable date) and used it to shape their stories. And when it comes to dates that include supernatural or sci-fi elements, or other characters and settings beyond our present-day world, I’m sure there’s got to be a little extra finagling involved to make the setup plausible.
Fitting Elysium into the 1NS framework definitely had some challenges. Our key players, April and Drew, both have interactions with Madame Eve that go beyond a simple matchmaking request. April wants a date with a man who has been dead for two years. Drew falls in love with April, but he believes he only met her along the path to a date with someone else. How will they ever get together?

Of course I can’t give away the entire plot here. Good thing another common thread of the series is Madame Eve always knows best! I tried to find that perfect balance of playing by the rules and writing the story I wanted to tell. One way or another, we all seem to wind up in the same happy place!




Friday, March 6, 2015

Knowing Your Characters Intimately

“Don’t be afraid to try new things” is one of those pieces of advice that gets repeated so often, it’s practically a cliché by now. That said, it’s not necessarily bad advice. You’re never going to find me skydiving or even dying my hair a crazy color, but still, I try not to be resistant to some changes in my life. It’s probably good to shake things up a little every now and then, and you never know what the results are going to be.
For the longest time, everything I wrote was in third-person point of view, past tense. I mean everything, from pieces of flash fiction to full-length novels (to the fanfic I still occasionally write for fun *cough*). Now, there’s nothing wrong with that, of course. Like all the other tenses and POVs, it’s got its pros and cons. I guess you could say that it’s how I “learned” to write, so third-person past tense is where I always went. It was comfortable.
Then one day I came across a submission call for an anthology by a well-known editor. I really wanted to submit a story, but my first couple attempts just weren’t coming together for various reasons. Frustrated, I decided to throw everything out and start from scratch (yet again). Since nothing else had been working, I figured I might as well live on the wild side and try something completely different. I wrote something in first-person.
Long story short, I was happy with my final product, I sent it in, and it was accepted for the anthology. Of course I was thrilled about that bit of success, but I discovered something else: I liked writing in first-person. Who knew?
Again, there are pros and cons for both POVs. But when I first sat down to plot out the ideas for Elysium that had been bouncing around in my brain, I realized that the only possible way it would work out to my liking would be to write it in first-person. It simply had to be that way. I felt the emotional impact would be dulled if the story was told by a narrator instead of the characters themselves, and I wanted to really dig around inside their heads and expose all of their most intimate, uninhibited thoughts.
Along with pros and cons, writing a lengthier work in first-person definitely had its challenges. The POV alternates between April and Drew, the two main characters, and I needed to give them each a distinctive voice. Though both sensitive, introverted people, they arrive at their 1Night Stand with vastly different expectations and past experiences. As the characters grew, April turned out to be very analytical, apt to get lost in her introspection, while Drew developed a bit of a sarcastic streak. Despite all their “I” statements, it didn’t take long for them to come alive independent of each other.
And come alive they did. The story of Elysium itself revolves around virtual reality, where it’s easy to forget that even things the characters know are nothing more than an illusion or simulation aren’t real. In a way, writing in first-person allowed me to reach that level with April and Drew – as any author will tell you, sometimes we have to force ourselves to remember the characters we create don’t actually exist.
So today, I’m thrilled that Elysium has now officially been released, and I hope you enjoy delving deep into the minds of April and Drew as much as I did!



Elysium excerpt:
We sat in silence. It was the first time a client had asked me so many personal questions. On one hand, I worried about coming across as unprofessional, but on the other, it felt good to verbalize those thoughts for a change. Putting that aside, April hadn’t come to play psychiatrist with me. I had a job to do.
“Anything else before we get started?” I pushed off the edge of the desk and straightened.
She didn’t get up. “Do you ever go into your own virtual realities?”
“Actually, I don’t.” I ran a finger along the top of one of the screens. “First of all, it needs to be monitored from the outside. I can’t do both at the same time.”
“Got it.” She nodded. “What else?”
A clammy feeling crawled over me. “Nothing.”
“You said ‘first of all.’ That means there must be a second.”
She’d paid attention, I’d give her that. I tried to backtrack. “Forget it.”
Sliding her arm off the chair, she leaned forward, ginger hair spilling over her shoulders. “I want to know what I’m getting into. Tell me.” Face upturned, she stared at me and I struggled to breathe in a normal rhythm. “Please?”
Don’t say it, don’t admit to it, she doesn’t need to know…. Talking to her eased a little of the tension that had been twisting tighter and tighter over time. I ignored the voices telling me not to make a confession, but the words spilled out faster than I’d intended.
“With all the misery and heartache I see in the world, the temptation exists to disappear into a painless fantasy.” The chill spreading through me intensified. “I’m afraid I’d lose myself and never want to come out.”
April blinked her long lashes and straightened in the chair. “That’s one of the reasons I’m anxious about going in there.”


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Wednesday, September 3, 2014

The Name of the Person Sharing Your Bed

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I’ve been a big fan of Law & Order: Special Victims Unit since the very beginning. Even when I was a very busy college student, that was one of the few shows I always made an effort to watch. It was during my college years that one of the most memorable episodes of the series aired: when Alex Cabot is shot and presumably killed, but surprise! She really survived and was placed in a witness protection program.
I’m not sure how to accurately convey how big of a deal this was. It was kept pretty quiet that Stephanie March (Alex) was leaving the show, so the episode was pretty shocking. I’ll also admit that I got a bit misty-eyed before it was revealed that she was still alive. My friends and I went crazy the following morning, all, “OMG!!! Did you see SVU last night?!?!?!?!” I couldn’t wait to be done with class so I could call my mom and make sure she saw it. All in all, it was a major television event in my TV-watching life.
But fear not! A couple seasons later, Alex came back to testify in a trial and temporarily reunite with the gang. (Her return in that episode was heavily publicized, at least.) There’s this fantastic scene where she’s catching up with Olivia and telling her all about her new life in witness protection. Obviously she’s glad to be alive and safe, but there’s a certain sadness as she discusses her journey from being a high-powered attorney in Manhattan to working some mindless job out in the middle of nowhere. 
In this conversation, Alex mentions how she’s dating a very nice man who treats her well and whispers her name when they lie in bed together: “Emily”. The look on her face when she says this is just absolutely heartbreaking. It’s an excellent scene all around, but Stephanie March really killed it with one word. 
That scene stayed with me for years and years after it originally aired. Somewhere along the line, my writer’s mind started thinking about how difficult it must be to be so close, so intimate with another person, and not being able share one of the most basic things about yourself. That situation had a lot of potential for drama and conflict, but I didn’t want to copy the exact circumstances of witness protection (especially since SVU had already done it so well). 

And that’s how I came up with the concept of Second Skin, and specifically the character of CIA agent Anna. Little by little her mask slips away, but as much as it hurts her, she stays true to her job and doesn’t disclose her real name during her date. Will she decide to take a risk and live openly as Anna, or will she be forced to disappear with another alias?

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Passports Required

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By Thea Landen

One of the questions I hear a lot as an author deals with how much of me is reflected in the characters I write. I always joke that I don’t have THAT many different personalities (and let’s face it, I’ve created some crazy people that I hope are nothing like me!), but it’s inevitable that part of me will always slip into my stories one way or another.
When writing Anna and Brendan’s initial getting-to-know-you conversations on their date in Second Skin, I wanted them to find common ground in their love for international travel. It made sense to me that Anna would have knowledge of a number of places outside the country due to her work as a CIA agent, and having the opportunities and resources to see the world would be indicative of Brendan’s professional success. I needed to flesh out the details and use this shared interest to spark a connection.
While tropes exist for a reason, lovebirds ending up in Paris is a cliché at this point. Cities like London and Rome similarly felt like a standard, “expected” pick for their favorite foreign locale. I needed a place for them to talk about, but where?
And here’s where snippets of my own background and experiences snuck into the story. As someone who is 1) half Czech and 2) a musician, Prague was the perfect choice. Even if I wasn’t going to spend a thousand words on every single facet of the conversation, being able to taste the food and hear the music was enough inspiration to help shape my characters and their histories. As they shared memories of touring the city and attending concerts, their picture became more vivid in my mind.

I’ve never really envisioned a specific where are they now?-type epilogue for Anna and Brendan (beyond their happy ending, of course). I do know that somewhere down the line, they both made it back to Prague together. I like the idea of them eating bread dumplings and drinking dark beer before heading out to hear a performance of one of Dvořák’s symphonies. And who knows? If they love it there so much, maybe they’ll stay. I'll bet with her training, Anna could make it possible for them to disappear….

Anna’s career as a high-level CIA operative is put on involuntary hiatus. When a trusted colleague passes along the information for the 1Night Stand service, Anna decides to take the plunge against her better judgment and seek some intimate company. But her CIA instincts can’t be ignored, and when she contacts Madame Eve, she uses an alias.
Brendan owns a lucrative manufacturing company, but he’s yet to achieve the goal of finding a woman with whom he can share his successes and joys. But beneath his polished, capable exterior hides the painfully shy teenager he’s never been able to escape. When his own efforts in the dating scene fall short, he turns to 1Night Stand.
It would be so easy to fall in love with Brendan, and Anna’s protective mask slides away, piece-by-piece, revealing more of herself than she should dare. Before she can slip away with the sunrise, Brendan shows their encounter in a new light. Will Anna take a chance on their future, or will she choose to return to her undercover, but lonely life?


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Friday, March 21, 2014

Second Skin

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by Thea Landen 
Most of us read fiction, I think, as a form of escape. I know I like to pretend my day didn’t just consist of running around at work and then coming home and trying not to overcook dinner. Even when I’m just curled up on the couch with my Kindle, I can live out the fantasy of doing whatever I want and being whoever I want to be. Tonight I can finish up that sultry romance, and tomorrow I can dive into a crime thriller (and live vicariously through the characters!).
But what if those sorts of changes weren’t optional? In my first 1Night Stand story, Second Skin, Anna has to constantly reinvent herself as a requirement of her job. A lifetime of pretending to be someone she’s not leaves her with very few opportunities for love. Good thing Madame Eve is available to lend a helping hand!

Blurb: Anna’s career as a high-level CIA operative is put on involuntary hiatus. When a trusted colleague passes along the information for the 1Night Stand service, Anna decides to take the plunge against her better judgment and seek some intimate company. But her CIA instincts can’t be ignored, and when she contacts Madame Eve, she uses an alias.
Brendan owns a lucrative manufacturing company, but he’s yet to achieve the goal of finding a woman with whom he can share his successes and joys. But beneath his polished, capable exterior hides the painfully shy teenager he’s never been able to escape. When his own efforts in the dating scene fall short, he turns to 1Night Stand.
It would be so easy to fall in love with Brendan, and Anna’s protective mask slides away, piece-by-piece, revealing more of herself than she should dare. Before she can slip away with the sunrise, Brendan shows their encounter in a new light. Will Anna take a chance on their future, or will she choose to return to her undercover, but lonely life?

Excerpt:
“It’s beautiful out here, isn’t it?” His breath danced across the tip of her ear.
“Mm-hmm.”
“Summers in this region are always nice, but they’re nothing compared to the autumn foliage,” he said. “Have you ever been up here during that time of year?”
Anna continued tracing idle lines from his wrist to his elbow. “No, I haven’t.”
His head dipped lower and his lips grazed her skin. “I realize it’s early for us, but I’d love to come back here with you. We could watch the changing colors, cuddle in front of a roaring fire….”
Anguish stabbed at her. The images he described sounded flawless and enticing. Every part of her yearned to agree to whatever he offered, but planning a rendezvous posed too much of a risk. She hadn’t predicted the difficulties of keeping up an ongoing charade with the man she met.
“That sounds lovely.” She swallowed hard and turned toward him. Her cheek rested in the crook of his neck, though its comfort did nothing to assuage her unexpected guilt over the upcoming lie. “Maybe we can work something out.”

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