Thursday, December 27, 2012

So, You Want to Describe Your Characters...

How, exactly, does one go about describing a character?  Vomiting character details?  What about personality, do we just throw details out there about that too?  How do you create a character that readers care about?  These are questions I'm going to attempt to help answer here.  Feel free to ask more questions in the comments--I'll be happy to help.

Now, on to character development! 

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Beware This User--One Star Reviews as Revenge

So, someone I know left an honest review of the book "This I Know" on Goodreads.  An apparent fan of the book replied rudely to her review.  I saw it, and called the commenter out on her rudeness.  You can see the exchange below (you can click on the pic to make it easier to see):

Shortly after I called "Hayley" out on her rudeness, she rated Vendetta 1-star, and wrote, "Terrible.  Don't waste your money."

Now, I am happy to accept any and all reviews, whether the reviewer loved or hated the book.  HOWEVER, I refuse to accept a 1-star rating because a user is a little crybaby immature bitch.

She's been reported, and now I'm sharing this with the world so you all know to watch out for her.  People really need to grow the fuck up.

UPDATE:  She apparently blocked me so I couldn't see the review, and then changed her non-review of the book from "Read" to "To Read" on her bookshelf once she was called out on it.  Thankfully, I have more friends than she does, and I get screenshots (this one is from a friend's phone).  Oh BURN, I have all the proof I need:

UPDATE #2:  The reviewer apparently even removed her rude comment (see first pic above) that started all of this.  She's apparently never heard of screenshots, nor does she realize that IT people can go in and trace everything she's done on the site (please note here that I know the difference between "site" and "cite").  Now, this may sound rather evil and bitchy (and I don't care), but if you have the balls to act like a total jackass, you should have the balls to stand behind your jackassedness.  Apparently, she only bullies people when she thinks she won't get in trouble for it.

And this is where I get to say--you fucked with the wrong bitch, m'dear.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Another Fantastic 5-Star Review for Vendetta!

From another review of Vendetta--

"Where do I start? -- this story had it all. Action, humor, political intrigue, romance, SOLID CHARACTERS. The fact that the central characters of the story were vampires was cool. But the plot of this story was so incredible that they didn't even need to be vampires for this to be a great story. It was just sort of an awesome bonus :)

I'll start with the main character, Sanaan. I LOVED Sanaan. She was badass but vulnerable. She was as lethal of a predator as a vampire could possibly be but she had an amazing capacity to love. She was flawed, she was broken, she was real. And all of Valente's characters were like that, personable and real, like you could jump into the world of the story and find them right away because you already knew them..."

Read the whole thing HERE.

Friday, December 21, 2012

How I Did This--The Book Writing Thing

So, whatever possessed me to write a book, anyhow?  Well, I'm about to tell you.  Why? Because I can.

I've been the creative type ever since I was a tiny little thing. Loved to draw, paint, do arts and crafts, the works. Once I learned how to read, I eagerly read everything I could get my little kid hands on. The library was one of my favorite places to go, as was the bookstore. So I read and drew and painted my little heart out.

During my teenager years, I wrote a lot of absolutely horrible poetry.  Tried writing short stories too, but didn't quite have the knack for it then. Those turned out horribly too, even though my friends assured me both my poetry and stories were awesome (they're not, believe me, LOL).

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Most Excellent Five-Star Review for Vendetta!

See this FANTASTIC 5-star review for Vendetta on Amazon!

"Let me start this review by saying that I am NOT a fan of vampire fiction typically. I normally actually can't stand them, as most of the ones I've run across tend to be poorly written and/or hyped up to the extreme. I am happy to say that this book was ABSOLUTELY not one of these. I'm actually stunned at the quality of the writing, how clear and coherent it was. I found myself raptly flipping through pages as I read, forgetting I was reading, even. I felt as though I were in the story..."

Read the whole thing HERE.

Gouging the Indie Author

Quite frankly, I am sick to death of seeing all these so-called "businesses" springing up that claim to be providing various services for a "reasonable" fee to supposedly help indie authors--everything from tweeting about your book, to book covers, to formatting your book for various e-readers.  While the services themselves are legit, the prices are NOT.

Warning: Vulgar language to follow.

I will now rant about all the gouging I see going on out there, plus advice to indie authors to NOT FUCKING FALL FOR IT.

Monday, December 17, 2012


Everyone, as you know, Christmas is right around the corner.  A dear friend of mine and her family--husband and two little girls--lost EVERYTHING in a gas line explosion that happened recently.  Their home and all their belongings were completely destroyed.

They are apparently good on clothes for now, but still need shoes.  And, of course, they need to rebuild their home, as well as refurnish it.  Any little bit that's donated to them will help tremendously.

If you could find it in your hearts to help my friend's family out, please do so.  Click HERE for details on how you can help.

You have my sincerest thanks!

Insurrection is now LIVE on Amazon!

Insurrection is now available for Kindle!  Get it here.

Insurrection Has Been Uploaded to Amazon!

All right, eager readers, here's the announcement you've been waiting for--Insurrection has been uploaded to Amazon!  At the very latest, it should be available tomorrow for your enjoyment.  Once it is available, I'll post the link to it here.

The paperback version should be available in a few days.  Formatting for the paperback version is always a total pain in the ass, so it takes me longer.  But you die hard physical-book lovers shouldn't have to wait too much longer :)

Also, I want to wholeheartedly thank all my fans for their continued support.  Without you, I wouldn't even be doing this.  You guys are awesome!

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Why I Write

Why do I write?  There is no glib, easy answer to that question.  The short version is I've gone through a lot of hell in my life and, being the creative person I am, writing was a way for me to cope.  And, currently, it's a way for me to try to make a job for myself, rather than waiting for the dismal economy to create a job for me.

But by no means have I managed to completely create the job yet.  After all, it doesn't yet pay the bills.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

The Howling Cat by J. Luis Licea

     I know I should run faster, but having four legs to haul is not always easy. My heart beats too fast to be normal. I look at the sky as the moon hides behind a clan of scared clouds; she’s scared of me. I like to think I’m scared myself; running away in my last attempt to get more time in this world. Time—funny word when you know the meaning. My time is now. They have come for me. They chase me; the shadows. I know I must die, but not without one last fight.

GULP! by Ksenia Anske

                Darkness swallowed her. Even when she stretched out her fingers, spread them in a fan and moved them an inch away from her nose, still, she couldn't see them. It was like being blind without being blind, yet knowing that the dark milk around you is a complete absence of light that is only possible in an airtight bunker. Or a photographers dark room. Or a black hole. This was none of those, however. This, she realized, was the throat of a ghoul, and she was being swallowed alive, in once piece, to be digested by his acrid juices.    

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Faces in the Wall by Danica Rice

            It was a standard rest stop bathroom with three stalls, all available. They were all metallic brownish gold in color, quite an ugly color, she considered as she walked in, the paint was peeling, revealing the patchy equally ugly grey underneath. This was undoubtedly from multiple people slamming, thrusting them open or closed, in a sadly desperate hurry to avoid soiling themselves. Then again, it might only be from age and sheer neglect. She paid little to no attention to what appeared to be a standard rest stop bathroom..That was, until she entered the handicapped stall. There, she blindly walked to the toilet, focused more on her impending and urgent need to urinate, rather than the bricks to her right, spanning the entire wall.

Pod by M. Aamir Naseer

Dahlia had been staring at it for about an hour. Curiosity took over her mind. She couldn’t think, even if she tried hard. What was this thing? How could it be here without warning or any sound? The only questions that continued to provoke her.

Jolting as it were waking up, strolling down the stairs and suddenly you find, not a stranger, but something this huge. Strange. Like it was an alien object. Ambiguous. It stood there. Nothing like the controversial alien saucer advertised on TV. But indeed. An unidentified object. What she thought of as a “Pod”, as it stood motionless.

Flash Fiction--Alpha (The Beginning)

     I once was made of fire.  Flame as brilliant as the sun made my wings; glowing embers made my eyes.  I burned brightly, rising above and outside the world in unending glory.

     And then he came.  

     Made of night, he burned with darklight, black and shining in the depths.  The deepest shadow made his wings; glaciers made his eyes.  He burned darkly, underneath and inside the world in brutal glory.

     Drawn to each other, to the center of all things, we danced.  Light and darkness swirled together, and through the eons we wove the fabric of oneness that would ultimately decide our fates.

     Now we are made of ice and fire.  Our wings burn black, their tips edged in flame; our eyes are made of the unending night of space, filled with the cold/warm light of the billions of stars giving life to the void.

     And we are whole.

Copyright 2012 Elise Valente. All rights reserved.

Friday, December 7, 2012

VENDETTA Free Today & Tomorrow!

In celebration of Insurrection's upcoming release, VENDETTA will be free today and tomorrow, December 7th & 8th. If you haven't read it yet, get caught up on the story HERE before the second book hits stores!

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

The Pit by Rachel Newman

                I couldn’t breathe, and I could barely move. Every breath was fought for, as I wriggled my way to the top of the pile. It was a just a pile, nothing special, nothing to fear. An impediment, a weight on my chest, and hips, and knees. So I slowly swam to the top. It seemed like hours, it could have been days. I kept fading. In and out of the darkness. But it was so hard to tell if I was awake at all; it was dark in the pile. The only lights were the glimmers, the ones that float in the corner of your eyes when there is really no light at all. The moonlight was garishly bright at the edge of the hole; shadows drowned in viscous pools, escaping the moonlight beneath winter dying trees, and dripping into the crudely dug pit.

Cornered by Kerryn Dowd

                “Anya, listen to me!” He grabs her so hard her teeth gnash together. She blinks, not really knowing what to do; he’s never grabbed her like this before. As a matter of fact he always avoids touching her. He gives her a gentle shake; gentle respectively.

                “Unless you want to die, right here, right now, take the damn Jian and wield it.”

                “I don’t know how!” She growls through clenched teeth.

                “Yes you do. It’s in your blood damn it.”

                “Liam, I...” His lips land on hers and for a moment she can’t move. But before she can decide if she wants to kick his ass or kiss him back he steps back, letting her go with a small shove.

Monday, December 3, 2012

Nowhere by Helen Boswell

          The heels of my boots click against the pavement in a rhythm that matches my anger. Alone. In a strange city. Bryce and I obviously have deeper problems than financial ones if he’s just willing to ditch me like this.

It was a vacation, our little escape to Las Vegas. I had no idea he had a gambling problem until the casino had Bryce removed from the gaming floors. He’d already maxed out our credit cards. And sold our plane tickets. And god knows what mess is waiting for me at home.

Maternal Instincts by Jason Cantrell

               She rose from the bed she shared with her lover, glancing down at the slumbering form framed by golden hair.  Her heart soared at the sight of her angel, and ached at the knowledge of crimes unconfessed.  She leaned over to kiss her sleeping lover, the taste of the night’s passion still warm on the sleeping girl’s lips.  Her lover whimpered and shifted in her sleep, and she smiled, tucking the blanket over her to keep her warm.  Then she turned and silently padded from the room, scooping her clothes off the floor as she went.

                As she dressed, she texted Lily: Are you hungry?

                A few minutes later, once she was dressed and pulling her shoes on, the phone vibrated with a return message: Starving.

Sunday, December 2, 2012


Ok, it's been decided that I host a Flash Fiction surge on my blog.  Details are as follows:

Genre:  Paranormal/Urban Fantasy (bonus points if it's about vampires!)

Word Count:  500 words or less. (Sliding a teeny tiny bit on word count is something I will consider, provided you've busted your bum and just can't get it down to 500 words. But I expect you to TRY TRY TRY--this is a personal challenge, after all!)

Submission deadline:  By 11:59 p.m. Saturday, December 8th.

Where to submit:  Email all submissions to

Number of submissions: You may submit multiple stories, but no more than 3 per author will be accepted.

Submissions will be posted on my blog for the world to see.  Writers, GET WRITING!!!