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Sneak Peek: Echo 8 by Sharon Lynn Fisher

Echo 8 by Sharon Lynn FisherRead an excerpt of Echo 8, a thrilling new science fiction romance from Sharon Lynn Fisher, publishing February 3rd.

But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. —Bram Stoker, Dracula

Seattle Psi Training Institute— August 10, 2018

The man on the floor was transparent.

He tracked Tess as she crossed the room, stopping a couple meters away from him. He studied her, and she knew he was trying to understand. Trying to remember.

Her heart ached for him. He was human, after all. At least he had been.

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Romancing the Mantis

The Ophelia Prophecy by Sharon Lynn Fisher

Written by Sharon Lynn Fisher

I never expected to be writing about bugs. If someone had proposed the idea to me, I would have said bugs and romance? Ick factor = terminal. And yet here I am less than a month away from the release of The Ophelia Prophecy, my post-apocalyptic biopunk romance about a race of human/insect transgenic organisms.

It all started one morning a few years back when I woke with the final images of a dream bleeding over into consciousness: Two praying mantises squaring off in a formal fighting stance, threatening each other with wooden staffs. I don’t know what it was about that dream—it was incredibly compelling. I can still remember the knocking sound their staffs made, punctuating this graceful, martial-arts-like dance.

From that dream sprang the idea for the Manti—a genetically modified race born of biohacker experiments run amok. Although most of the Manti are mantis-based, the term is actually shorthand used by non-genetically modified humans for any insect-human hybrid.

When I decided my story was going to be about a Manti prince falling in love with his enemy—a human archivist with a secret ticking away inside her like a time bomb—I asked my critique partner if she thought I was crazy. Would I really be able to pull off a story like this? Could bug people be sympathetic, let alone sexy? Almost two years later, I still crack up over her reply: “Stay away from low-rent bugs.”

And obviously spiders. I could never write a book about spiders. (Famous last words.)

So Augustus Paxton (“Pax”) was born, son of the Manti amir, who led his race to victory over the human creators who spurned them. Most of what is Manti about Pax is on the inside, with the exception of a set of scars where a superfluous pair of arms was removed, repeatedly, in his childhood. But his sister, Iris, is a winged queen of nightmares, with preternaturally large eyes and arms that double as deadly weapons. There’s a scene where she confronts a wolf/human transgenic holy man (later turned potential lover) that’s a sort of tribute to the dream that inspired the book.

Distasteful as these creations became to humanity, they were always beautiful to me. I imagined them as a sort of futuristic fae—dark, mysterious, and warlike. Deeply conflicted about their nature. Alternately revering and reviling humanity. Reveling in beauty and sensual pleasure.

I found fantastical but real-world examples to inspire my characters. Pseudocreobotra wahlbergi, the spiny flower mantis, which was the model for my villain, Priestess Cleo—beautiful and deadly. And Dalara garuda, a 2.5-inch solid black “warrior wasp” that can both sting and bite—if the military was going to genetically engineer insect-based fighters, this guy would definitely make the top three species of interest. And of course Scarabaeidae, the scarab beetle, which served as inspiration for Pax’s ship Banshee, a blend of plant and insect DNA and artificial intelligence. Banshee is the first of the Manti to be kind to the human heroine, Asha, and also one of my favorite characters in the story.

The Manti, engineered by scientists applying artistry to their experiments, learn from their creators. Their capital, the ancient city of Granada, has been transformed into a living, breathing, organically evolving work of art. A riot of color and texture, with Gaudi-influenced architecture brought to life by biotechnology.

A fitting home for the creatures that wander its streets. And not a low-rent bug in sight.

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On Taking Risks and Being Dead

On Taking Risks and Being Dead

Ghost Planet by Sharon Lynn Fisher

Written by Sharon Lynn Fisher

I did not set out to be a problem child. I didn’t know when I wrote my debut, Ghost Planet (Oct. 30), that I was making choices that translated into challenges for an agent, should I be lucky enough to procure [use the old Jedi mind trick on] one.

All I knew was I had this story spilling out of me – a story about a planet where the aliens take the form of the colonists’ dead loved ones and drive them mad. Where a young psychology post-doc takes a job only to discover that she’s DOA, then proceeds to unravel the mysteries of her existence while falling in love with the most unavailable man in the world.

First off, blending science fiction with romance? For the love of Luke! Don’t you know that SF readers are men and romance readers are women and never the twain shall meet in the same aisle of a bookstore? What kind of cover do we put on it? Where does it go in the store? How do we tag it on Amazon?

I wasn’t concerned with (or even aware of) these questions. Nor did it ever occur to me it could be risky writing from the point of view of a dead person – until I read this in RT Book Reviews:

It takes guts to kill your heroine before page one, and Fisher has that in spades.

Holy cow! Good thing no one told me that while I was writing it!

Because I had problems enough already. How do you realistically write a character who discovers in the space of less than an hour that (1) she died en route to her new job, (2) she’s been reincarnated as an alien, (3) she’s symbiotically bound to her new supervisor and can’t get more than half a block away from him without collapsing in excruciating pain? Have you been through this? Know anyone who has? (If you do then the wrong person wrote this book.)

I suppose that kind of setup is what puts the “speculative” in speculative fiction. Boldly going where no one has actually ever gone before. But that was the single greatest challenge in writing this book. I remember my first beta reader, back in spring 2008, saying to me, “Awesome story idea. But I don’t buy that anyone would accept something like this so easily.”

That statement would haunt me for the next two years of rewrites, culminating in the final new scene I wrote for the novel: the one where the heroine unzips a body bag on a tarmac and looks into the face of her own lifeless body.

But that scene was no magic elixir. The emotions evoked by that sort of experience had to wriggle themselves like tentacles into every scene in the story. Especially in chapters 2 and 3, when all these discoveries are made, the reader needed to feel as devastated – as shocked and absolutely alone – as Elizabeth did.

Did I succeed? You can decide for yourself. And if you do I hope you’ll let me know!

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