LIVE AND LET FLY by Karina Fabian

I’m a HUUUUUGE fan of Karina’s writing, and so excited that her new book is out. She graciously stopped by on her blog tour to answer a few questions:

Devon Ellington: How did you develop the idea for this book?

Karina Fabian: I really need to take notes on my books… All I remember was that I was in a Bond mood when Magic, Mensa, and Mayhem came out and I was excited to do another humorous fantasy, but this time with more meat to it. I did a lot of watching of spy flicks and read a few books in order to get the secret agent ideas. I also read up on Norse mythology for my villains. I did some rudimentary outlining (which my characters pretty much ignored) and as the title says, let fly!

DE: It sounds like Vern gets his Bond on in this book. I’m sure Sister Grace had a few thoughts on NOT being a stereotypical spy twinkie sidekick in a bikini. Has their relationship changed at all in this book? Gotten stronger? More conflicted?

KF: The role of “Bond Babe” was played by singer/actress Rhoda Dakota, aka Heather Haskell from Magic, Mensa, and Mayhem. She, however, is engaged to Herald Charlie (also in MM&M). She gets to do the whole Bond Babe scenario—from helpless hostage to spunky assistant to champagne in the dinghy!

Grace does have to step out of the habit and dress up while playing her alias, a reporter for a resort magazine. She’s done this a time or two, but is never comfortable with it. She’s a pretty good actress though. No bikini, though she does wear a frumpy old lady swimsuit and surprises everyone with her diving skills. (She is part siren, after all.)

Incidentally, Vern shares the Bond role with two humans—Charlie Wilmot and Stan Rakness. Stan is new to DragonEye and was great fun to write. He loves being a secret agent and embraces the playboy/undercover stereotypes. Charlie is more the serious Bond. Vern is also serious and a little brainier (he is a dragon), but he also gets to charm a few ladies, get beat up, battle impossible odds with flair–the usual spy stuff—sometimes, as a dragon, sometimes, as a human.

Grace and Vern do have a few moments of awkwardness when he’s in human form—and she gets just a little miffed at his undercover persona—but you’ll have to read the book for that one.

DE: What was the hardest part about writing this adventure?

KF: Organizing the mystery. I’m a seat-of-the-pants writer, which is not always a good thing when trying to craft a huge, complex, Bondworthy evil-overlord scheme. When I did try to map it out, the characters (especially Rhoda) refused to cooperate. Then, my villain changed mid-book—and it all turned out so much better than if I’d tried to stick to my plans!

DE: Was there anything so over-the-top you had to cut it or tame it, or did you just go for it in any scene?

KF: Not in Live and Let Fly, though I do have a few other stories that I simply will not write until they calm themselves down, and there have been a few times when Rob has called me on something I thought was funny in my Neeta Lyffe books, but which came off as sarcastic. It’s great to have a husband who is also a crit partner.

DE: What is the best tidbit of advice you can give to writers who want to combine humor and action?

KF: Have fun with it, but then go back and read it aloud and preferably to some others so that you know it works.

LIVE AND LET FLY by Karina Fabian:
When Charlie Wilmot, the Duke’s herald and Vern and Grace’s friend, gets mugged and his fiancé’s engagement ring stolen, they agree to find the culprit. But his courier pouch held more than just a ring–the secret device sewn into it could help others create their own Interdimensional Gap–or usher Armageddon into two universes. Drafted into an Interdimensional intelligence network, Vern, Grace and Charlie go undercover–Vern, as a human! It’s super-spy spoofing at its best as 007 meets Ragnarok!

Excerpt:
Festival was Friday. We had two days to stop a Nordic demigod evil overlord—overlady, overbeing, whatever—from blowing up a nuclear power plant, possibly destroying half an island full of revelers in the process, and creating an Interdimensional Gap through which she can bring the rest of her giant relatives to set up housekeeping where the Faerie Catholic Church didn’t have the power to control them. In other words, two days until Hel broke loose.

I’ve had worse deadlines. I could afford a long bath in our whirlpool tub and a good meal first.

Buy it here.

Watch the trailer here.

Karina Fabian
Winner of the 2010 INDIE for best Fantasy (Magic, Mensa and Mayhem) and a Mensa Owl for best fiction (World Gathering), Karina Fabian’s writing takes quirky twists that keep her–and her fans–amused. Nuns working in space, a down-and-out Faerie dragon working off a geas from St. George, zombie exterminators—there’s always a surprise in Fabian’s worlds. Mrs. Fabian teaches writing and book marketing seminars online.

Her websites:
http://fabianspace.com
http://dragoneyepi.net

Karina Fabian Talks MIND OVER MIND!

Karina Fabian and I first met at the Muse Online Conference, the first year I started teaching there. That’s about six or seven years ago. We take each other’s classes whenever possible, and support each other’s work. She’s a wonderful writer, teacher, and friend.

With MIND OVER MIND, she goes into a new and exciting direction, and she was kind enough to share some of the process with us.

Devon Ellington: What was the spark of inspiration for MIND OVER MIND?

Karina Fabian: Which version? This one has gone through so many revisions and major rewrites, it’s not the same book I thought up in high school and wrote in college. But let’s go to the very beginning (’cause I told the other stories on my virtual book tour earlier this month.)

I adored the Wrinkle in Time series and especially Charles Wallace, but Madeleine L’Engle never wrote about him as a grownup, except for a one-liner to say he was on a secret mission somewhere. So I made up my own adventures for him. One, imagined while I was in Junior ROTC camp, was about him helping an alien world fight a war and feeling very conflicted about it. I remember telling this story to a guy friend of mine late one night in the compound because the officers came to roust us back to our tents. I had really been enjoying telling the story, and it must have shown because this Army Major (?) exclaimed, “If I saw your face in the moonlight, I’d want to hang out here all night, too!”

Obviously, Deryl bears no resemblance to Charles Wallace, but I think I still get that look on my face when I talk about my stories–at least, if the reaction of my husband is any indication.

DE: When in the process did you know it needed to be a trilogy?

KF: The last major rewrite. Deryl had too many problems to overcome to make it a single book, and then I had some awesome ideas for Tasmae. You think Deryl goes nuts? Just wait for Mind Over Psyche. Tasmae is freeeeeaky! So, the last book finally resolves the war between the worlds.

DE: Did you have to do particular research for the book? Did you discover anything surprising that changed the trajectory of the book?

KF: I did some research on neurolinguistic programming, which is a very interesting field of psychology. I also spent a terrific afternoon in college working out the orbits of the two planets with my astronomy professor. I’m not sure the research changed the trajectory so much as when I decided to change the book, the research (which I’d done for a class in college a decade earlier) became important for the story.

DE: Did it feel strange to be in a completely different world than Vern’s? (Note: Vern the Dragon PI is one of the first characters of Karina’s with whom I fell in love).

KF: It is, but I love the variety. The DragonEye stories are snarky and sometimes serious, but always amusing. Sometimes, even slapstick. I love writing Vern because of his superior, smug way of looking at things. He is an immortal dragon, after all. (Incidentally, he compliments you on your excellent taste.)

With the characters in the Mind Over, I am human. They don’t laugh at danger the way Vern can. When Deryl acts snarky and superior, it’s usually in defensiveness. It’s also a very freaky experience to really get into the mind of someone who by all rights is insane. I do that once a book. It’s like LSD without the flashbacks and illegality.

KF: What are some of the other projects on your plate right now?

KF: For Vern lovers! Live and Let Fly comes out April 2012 from MuseItUp. Vern and Sister Grace are sent on a super-spy adventure to prevent a Norse goddess from destroying our world. Looks like Vern has a steady publishing home now, so Gapman will be the next one. That’s a superhero spoof.

Also, Mother Goose is Dead is out from Damnation Books. Vern wrote an article in it about the common fairy-tale-based scams. Get it and get smart–don’t fall prey to a Faerie scam!

I’m editing DISCOVERY, my first Rescue Sisters novel. Three nuns from the Order of Our Lady of the Rescue join a group of researchers and asteroid miners to retrieve a crashed alien ship. They find a device that can diagnose the soul, and the mission–and their lives–are endangered because not everyone can handle that discovery.

After that, I have to finish Neeta Lyffe II: I Left My Brains in San Francisco. It’s 80 percent done. I also need to write Mind Over All, the last in the Mind Over trilogy. (Book Two is at DragonMoon right now.)

In the hopper of my mind is another trilogy, Damsels and Knights, which involves Capt. Michael Santry, chief of the Los Lagos police and Vern’s least favorite person; some children’s short stories about a mouse moving into a church; the Witch Androvitch stories; and a space opera when Rob (my husband) and I can sit down and work out a plot. It’s been a long time since we collaborated on a story. Speaking of collaboration: I’m working on another story with Colleen Drippe, about a priest who gets transported to the fairy realm and turned into a dragon.

I also have two book tours coming up for FRIGHTLINER and NEETA LYFFE, ZOMBIE EXTERMINATOR, a DragonEye PI serial story for Christmas, and another for the new year.

DE: I am, by turns, officially exhausted and exhilarated by all that! I remember Neeta very well — so glad she found a home! I’m looking forward to ALL of these books — and I hope you’ll stop by here as each releases!

MIND OVER MIND:
: Deryl Stephen’s uncontrollable telepathic abilities have landed him in a mental health institution, where no one believes in his powers.

But when Joshua Lawson, a student of neuro linguistic programming, takes part in a summer internship, he takes the unique step of accepting Deryl’s reality and teaches him to work with it. As Deryl learns control, he finds his next challenge is to face the aliens who have been contacting him psychically for years—aliens who would use him to further their cause in an interplanetary war.

Excerpt:
Ydrel threw himself into wakefulness with such force that he sat up in bed. Still, the nightmare images clung to his mind: the beat of a hundred hearts, the smell of sweat and fear. He clutched his stomach and fought the urge to scream.

A hundred bodies crowded around him, crushing him against the splintered wood of the boxcar.

No, this isn’t real!

No room to move. No air to breathe. Suffocating. Drowning.

No, this isn’t me!

Confusion and fear. Fear the trip would never end. Terror of what waited at its completion.

NO! These aren’t MY memories!!

*

Ydrel threw up shaky mental barriers. The visions faded, just slightly. He forced his eyes open, drinking in reassurance from familiar objects.

He sat in bed, an oversized twin, backed up against pillows rather than splintered wood. Pre-dawn light shone softly through the blinds. On the nightstand, Descartes regarded him with one button eye. The only thing left from before his mother died, he’d slept with that bear until an orderly commented on his “abnormal attachment.” Since then it had stood watch over him instead, braced against the lamp. Even now, without any orderlies around, Ydrel resisted the urge to clutch it close to his chest, but he reached out to touch one tattered foot.

On the shelf beside the window sat a portable boom box, a gift from his first birthday here—his thirteenth. Five years ago, today. The maintenance man had disabled the volume control after Ydrel played it too loudly. Thereafter, he’d found other ways to block out the moans and occasional screams that penetrated the closed door. Happy birthday.

The stereo held up several books. He was studying them in case it called. He both dreaded and longed for the calls. Each episode only gave them more reason to keep him here, yet there was something as familiar and comforting about it as his old bear.

He turned his gaze to the far wall and the framed pictures of a nebula and the solar system by his half-empty closet. On his sixteenth birthday, he’d been allowed to decorate his room and he’d chosen those posters and a mild blue paint to replace the still–lifes and the institutional burgundy-and-pink color scheme. While it had been a relief to his eyes, it was also a constant reminder that they never intended for him to leave.

This is my room, he thought. In the asylum. Even after five years, he’d never call it home. He’d never give Malachai the satisfaction.

*

Calmer now, his mental barriers in place, Ydrel allowed himself to examine the vision that awakened him. Hundreds of bodies packed into a train car not suited for twenty. Most had traveling clothes, but had shed them against the heat. No room to move. The air was stifling and stale. No one knew where they were going. Some suspected, but said nothing. The destination was worse than the trip.

Ydrel sighed. Isaac was on the train to Dachau again.

Ydrel threw off the covers and dressed quickly in a blue t-shirt and jeans, socks and generic sneakers. Already Isaac’s projected fear was breaking down his mental defenses; Ydrel’s fingers trembled as he fumbled with the laces.

Once out in the corridor, he hastened to the old man’s room, forcing himself to keep his pace smooth, his face composed. Someone would stop him if he hurried or looked distressed, and any delay would be unbearable. As he walked he got into character. His stride lengthened; his face hardened. He held his hands relaxed but ready by his hips. When he got to Isaac’s door, he cast a wary look down the hall, then slipped in.

The old man lay on a standard hospital bed, his wide, wild eyes staring at the ceiling but focused on his inner horrors. His hands fluttered helplessly on the thin coverlet. He labored for each ragged breath.

Ydrel sat beside him and composed his own vision.

The train stops so suddenly that people would have been thrown down if they hadn’t been so tightly packed in. The sound of gunfire and shouts in German. The boxcar door opens with a rusty screech. Someone yells in Yiddish, then German: “Out! Now! Quickly, to the woods—to the south!” Relief from the press of bodies, then a new pressure as the flow of people pushes him through the door. Someone grabs his arm—

Ydrel grabbed Isaac by the arm as he pushed the new vision into the old man’s mind.

Isaac blinked, twisted toward Ydrel, then smiled, his eyes bright with tears. “Gideon! Old friend. Thank God!”

Mind Over Mind Materials
Title: Mind Over Mind
Author: Karina Fabian
ISBN: 978-1897942369
Amazon Link: http://www.amazon.com/Mind-Over-Karina-L-Fabian/dp/1897942362
Kindle Link: http://www.amazon.com/Mind-Over-ebook/dp/B005D94LI0

Bio:
: Unlike her characters, Karina Fabian lives a comfortably ordinary life. Wife to Air Force Colonel Robert Fabian and mother of four, her adventures usually involve packing and moving, attending conventions, or giving writing and marketing advice in one of her many workshops. She’s always had an overactive imagination, however, and started writing in order to quell the voices in her head–characters who insisted on living lives in her mind and telling her their stories. Winner of the 2010 INDIE award, winner and finalist for the EPPIE and finalist for the Global e-book awards, she’s glad people enjoy reading the tales her characters tell.

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