This difficult. Expand text… Aaric Christos was a guy who protected me. Wanted me. Maybe even loved me. That man is gone. In his place is the most powerful real estate tycoon in the city. The only one who can save me and my startup from ruin. It takes every ounce of courage to put my pride aside and ask for his help. He's assessing every piece of me, to the point I've never felt so bare.
I yearn for the boy I once knew, whose touch once craved me. Putting it all on the line will be worth it, I tell myself. Until I realize—too late—that some risks are not worth taking. Katy Evans. Katy Evans - Tycoon. Kanishka Kumar pinned post 17 Jun at am. Clang Lopez Jun 14, at am. Jesse Shepherd. Star athlete. Cocky as hell. You know the type. But as time passed, I realized there was more lurking beneath that gorgeous exterior.
A little bit broken. The more I peeled back his layers, the deeper I fell. Until I slammed headfirst into his sea of lies. Jess I blew my shot. I was content to revel in my misery, spending my days drowning in a bottomless pit of booze and girls. Until I saw her. Allison Parrish. Perpetual bad attitude. The pretty little distraction from the shit show that was my life. But the sins of my past were closing in on me, and I learned the hard way that nothing gold can stay.
Bad Influence - Rose, Charleigh. Kanishka Kumar pinned post 16 Jun at am. Jaja Tan Mar 20, at am. But happiness never lasts, not for someone like me. I have to protect us both. My heart is his completely.
Who could possibly make her want to throw all that away? Then Miles Haas comes back to town. She's not that crazy Some Sort of Love Jillian and Levi You might think I had it all—a career I loved, a supportive family, the Nixon metabolism but not the Nixon ears, and a salary that supported my lavish taste in designer shoes, fine wine, and lacy lingerie … but I had no one to share it with. Cute and cocky then, today Levi Brooks is six feet four inches of hot bearded fantasy. A sexy single dad with broad shoulders, strong hands, and a fantastically big … heart.
And generous. And it pumps so hard … um. Lost my place. Being a good father means everything to him, but he's keeping me at a distance because he thinks I deserve someone better — a man who can give me more time, more attention, more of himself. But he's wrong. Or breathe.
Or string two coherent thoughts together. No, when I first laid eyes on Lydia Decker—my physical therapist—I was lying flat on my back in the ICU, high as a kite on painkillers, breathing on a ventilator, my bones as broken and splintered as my spirit. When I first laid eyes on Lydia Decker, she was a ray of light in the dark. Hope for the hopeless. A salve for my singed and battered soul.
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That she was there to bring me back to life. She said helping me was her calling. And then she touched me. Physically, emotionally, spiritually. She healed me. And I fell in love. Because I do. I hate him. I really do. I just wish my brain would explain the situation to my body. Okay, so it turned out Keane was objectively gorgeous, and, fine, pretty funny, too. But did he have to be so damned in love with himself? I mean, jeez, the cocky way he flashed those dimples was just so orchestrated. Well, until Keane convinced me to fall for him, that is. Which I did. Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of Her human Valium.
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About How to Heal a Broken Wing In a spare urban fable, Bob Graham brings us one small boy, one loving family, and one miraculous story of hope and healing. Also by Bob Graham. Product Details. Inspired by Your Browsing History. Praise Quietly, effectively, Graham tells the simple story of a boy who finds a fallen bird and nurses it back to health.
Looking for More Great Reads? Download our Spring Fiction Sampler Now. Download Hi Res. Gabe and I are pretty much opposites in just about everything. Sexual innuendo makes my face go all watermelon-colored. Any talk of bodily functions has me laughing awkwardly or quickly exiting the conversation. But I love writing about Gabe, dirty mouth and all. He is the light within the murky and often sad world in which his small family operates. There are so many things I like about this book and I hope you do too , but something about the book always bugged me.
When I took long car rides or walks around my neighborhood he kept pestering me about it. We argued. I kept telling him that I needed to start on book four in the series. Gabe was adamant, and the boy can be very persuasive when he wants to be. I buckled like a sandcastle hit by a tsunami. This novella is proving to be a unique challenge for me, mostly because Gabe is just so…Gabe. He cusses way too much and thinks about sex in ways that Maya would never even consider.
Imagine how often my face impersonates a tomato while I write. After the second draft I printed out the whole thing and read it out loud. I caught myself over and over again speaking too formally, too politely. He is candid to the point where the TMI line was three exits ago. Not only was it the right thing to do for Gabe, but it really pushed me and continues to push me as a writer to embrace a different voice and to understand Gabe on a much deeper level. Or you can sign up for my email list and receive a notice when it hits the market.
Okay, on with the post…. Whenever I lace my fingers, crack my knuckles, and pull up a blank Word document to start a new novel, I always feel an intense amount of — excitement? Unvarnished, kick-to-your-gut dread. The blank page is almost mocking, and I feel overwhelmed by the vast task ahead. More importantly, I knew my story. No, not exactly how everything was going to end, but Maya, Tarren, and Gabe were my best friends. Firstly, I had kind of killed off the main bad guy, Grand, in the last book. My little team of vigilantes would need a new big bad to go after. Also, one of my characters, Gabe was pretty much half dead.
And one other little thing…it was time finally time, as one of my critique partners put it , to spice things up for Maya with a little romance. Since it was me at the helm of the story, this romance would be awkward in the extreme. Still, I was pretty excited to bring Maya and Rain face-to-face once again. That was a big deal. Bigger books require more writing, longer critique reads, more editing, and more fine-tuning.
Also, there are just more places to screw up. Overall, I think it turned into a fast-paced story with a lot of twists and turns, some daring rescues, a new bad gal, a little bit of romantic sizzle, some new mysteries, and some deeper lesson. There are a lot of little things that I think are worth mentioning about this book, so I sort of randomly wrote my thoughts about them.
Maya and Tarren have always had a bit of a fraught relationship…you know, with him threatening to kill her in the beginning of the series and then her draining Gabe in the last book. We also see in this scene that Maya has grown a lot! What was that all about? But you will find out! One of the hardest parts of writing this book was to see Gabe brought so low. He almost died, and I knew that it was going to take a long time for his body to recover.
Gabe is someone who, despite the risks of his chosen profession, never took his mortality very seriously. Also, he just hates being left behind. That scene where Maya tapes his hat to the tree and dares him to try and get it if he wants to go on the next mission was excruciating to write. Annnnd, it was just as hard to write as I imagined. The Totem in many ways represents the first hints that the war between the angels and the Fox family is beginning to spiral out of control. This little problem is going to grow and grow in the later book.
I spent a lot of time thinking about the Totem and writing character charts for each member. If you read my last behind-the-scenes post, then you know that originally I considered creating Gem as the next big baddie. Ultimately, I thought that planting the son as an extension of the father would be too simplistic. I wanted to make Gem a complicated character — not bad, but not entirely good either. Diamond picks up the slack. Thus, if the angels are to survive, she surmises that the angels must build an army and strike first. Yep, ante upped. Big time. There are all sorts of horrors to imagine with a growing army of angels roaming around.
Maya gets that immediately. As a writer, I decided that it was time to take the existential risk from the minor leagues into the majors. I created War, because I simply wanted to put Maya up against a seriously bad dude. War gladly takes on that mantle. I originally considered making War very handsome and Nicolas very ugly, but I think the extremely handsome bad guy is a little over done.
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War is ugly on the inside and out, but he does know how to dress. In fact, he sees himself as very righteous. Nicolas is my attempt to explore this type of mentality, someone who uses the cloak of religion to justify terrible actions. This is not a repudiation of religion. I believe that religion is a reflection of man: both peaceful and violent depending on your interpretation.
Ah, Gem. He is a complicated dude. I went back and forth on how to craft Gem and really struggled to put my finger on his personality. There were a lot of renditions of him. Should he be quiet and sinister? Should he be suave and witty? Should he be a righteous fighter pretending to be bad to fight the angels from within?
Ultimately, I decided to do something a little unusual. I made Gem muddled. You know why? Because I think most of us are hopelessly muddled. His attempt to live a decent life as an angel inadvertently lead to a small following — the Angels of Mercy — that he reluctantly leads. Pretty much everything about Gem is reluctant. His powers also put him in a position where he could do great good or great evil.
These responsibilities are overwhelming to Gem, and mostly he finds himself swept along by his name, his history, and the expectations of others. Ultimately, I liked the way Gem came out, but damn, he was hard to write! Where would be the fun in that? In fact, I had to spend a lot of time figuring out exactly what Gabe was doing in order to make his rip-roaring comeback fit into the timeline of the story.
Gabe is great, as usual. Even at half power, he still functions as the glue of his family. In this case, he is the connection between the Totem and the Foxes that unite them as a team. I decided to give him a little reward for all his suffering, and it is Gabe who ultimately kills Diamond and ends her plans of world domination.
Ah, finally. A chance to show that Tarren truly does care for Maya! Earlier in the book we see Maya taking care of Tarren by stealing his watch so that he can sleep. Now, despite the clear rules of Styx, we find out that Tarren stayed behind to search for Maya and risked his life to rescue her from the burning guest house. The scene where Gabe tricks Tarren and shoots him with a tranq is my favorite of this book. Even though Tarren spends a decent chunk of this book unconscious, I think his actions in staying and running into that burning house speak volumes of the feelings that he is always trying to hide.
There are also quite a few tender moments as Maya cares for Tarren. Rain is completely incompetent, but he is willing to fight and put his life on the line anyway, and to me, that makes him one of the greatest heroes of this series. When I was writing him, I drew a lot on some of my favorite characters, including Xander from Buffy which becomes one of his pet names and Simon from Firefly.
Tarren is a very frustrating character with all his secrets and being mostly a total buzz kill all the time, but he is also tragic. We see that in the scars on his body and the bits of history that Maya discovers. His past very much defines his character and we learn in this book that his overwhelming fear is losing the rest of his small family. Gabe was weak and cranky. Tarren was cranky too. Trust was a big issue, and the Totem had just revealed themselves. For RISING, I wanted to end the book on something a little more comforting, especially given that the characters were entering into a very different and much more serious fight.
Of being stronger than you thought you could be. The book ends when Tarren reveals something that he and Lo have been working on — the Prism, a grouping of mirrors that gather and channel sunlight, which will allow Maya to feed from the sun without having to drain small animals. This was great for me too, as a writer, because I hated writing all those scenes of Maya draining rats and goldfish in the earlier books. Ugh, the pet store scene in this book hurt my heart in a major way. I wanted this hope to echo in the hearts of my readers.
We all know the risk for the Fox siblings and their Totem allies is only going to grow. The fight is going to get harder. Casualties are going to rise. But there is and always will be hope! We are not supposed to bask. We are not supposed to be outwardly and unapologetically proud of ourselves. Even in the face of great deeds, humility is still called for.
The scenes piled up, and eventually a messy, terrible manuscript was born. I worked and worked and worked on the manuscript. I scrubbed it up and down. I found critique partners and beta readers. My critique partners and my beta readers made my story better, and my fans inspired me on all those days when I felt too tired or uninspired to write. I also know that I still have a long way to go as a writer as I continually work to improve my craft.
And what will it be? How to choose? What if I pick wrong and then end up stalling halfway through? Hello, anxiety. I hope that you will take a moment and bask with me whenever you read this. Bask for FLYING, for a seven-year journey, for characters that we loved together, and for a shared story finding its completion. This blog post contains major spoilers for Landing and Falling. Proceed at your own peril. Looking back on Landing with over five years of distance between the fingers that typed that story and the fingers typing this now, my overriding thought is…What the hell was I thinking?
Way to go, J. Seriously though, if I could rewind the years, I think I would have held onto Grand a while longer. I liked him as a bad guy. So, why did I kill Grand? If I could ask my younger self that, I think she would say that Maya needed that closure. In other words, she needed to move on. I certainly knew that I wanted to continue the Girl With Broken Wings series, but in the year or so after writing Falling, I dithered on writing Landing, waiting in vain for a literary agent to tell me that I was the greatest writer she ever had the honor of reading and would I please consider her humble request for immediate representation so that we could immediately begin pitching the biggest publishing houses?
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It was a frustrating time. I had ideas banging around in my head with nowhere to go. One benefit of all of this waiting was that I got a lot of time to think, and as a result, the world of Girl With Broken Wings grew. I also started thinking a lot more about the world of the angels. I wrote Falling based on a single scene that popped into my head and had to spend pretty much the entire book and the endless drafts playing catchup. Now I had time to ask myself things like, Why would someone want to be an angel? What kind of life could you lead if you had to feed on a human every few days?
Could angels learn how to control their urges? Could an angel ever be good? That question — Could an angel ever be good? People are entirely good and entirely evil in video games…not in real life. We are all the heroes of our own story. Show me a good guy who is just a good guy, and yawn! In Landing I wanted to turn the tables on readers and on Maya, and the way to do that was simple.
I needed to create sympathetic angels. Jane and Kyle were not innocent. They lived by draining criminals or at least people they believe to be criminal without a trial or any recourse. So, they definitely are not good, but I wanted to make them at least a little understandable.
I cannot tell you how many times that scene ran through my head as I started writing the first draft of Landing. The entire time I was writing that story, I knew it was leading up to that explosive ending. Gabe is the light of the series, so abusing him so thoroughly was difficult, but it was also incredibly exciting.
When I was writing that scene, I felt my heart breaking along with his when he believed Maya betrayed him. I ached as she drained away all that beautiful blue energy from his body. I could hardly write the words of their desperate drive to Dr. So, Ding Dong, Grand is dead. Well, obviously we need a new bad guy.