Wednesday, 5 November 2014

Otherworld release day

So, Otherworld by me and Liz Powell, is released from Torquere Press today!

Archetypal English toff William "Liam" Barnes is in big trouble. He's borrowed money from Irish gangster Davey McGrath with one simple proviso: get the prism from Matthew Luttrell - seducing him if he has to - and bring it back to him. But the prism isn't with Matthew, and Liam makes a decision he can't undo, meaning he's now twenty thousand pounds in debt to a vicious gangster and has no idea where to find the prism.

That is, until he meets stoic Irishman Jim Henvey, the real owner of the prism, who has a cruel demi-goddess of a mother on the warpath for him. Liam and Jim quickly find themselves tied up in each other's messes, and with more than just the mortal world out to get them, is there any way they can find their way out of a battle between dimensions together and still have time to figure out their feelings for each other? Or will they sink deeper into trouble?

I'm going to talk about locations used in the novel. There are a few different settings we used, some real, some not.

Liam's hometown, Charham, is fictional. It's set in Devon, which is a county in England's West Country, where I'm from. It's loosely based on my hometown - the market scene near the beginning of the novel takes place in my town's High Street where they have market day every Saturday. Then there's Ramsgate, in Kent - which is south east England. Ramsgate is real. It's a picturesque seaside town with a thriving fishing industry - perfect for Jim and his family.

Cork, where Jim hails from, is also real. It's the name of a town and county in the south of the Republic of Ireland. I have an Irish friend (though he's from Donegal, not Cork) who helped me with a lot of the Irishisms in the novel. The little Irish village of Ballinbrook in Cork, is fictional.

And then there's the Otherworld. The "in-between." Fictional? I guess we won't know until we get there.
Morning came and went. Liam woke late and cursed himself, knowing Jim had probably already gone out with his father on the boat. He'd just have to catch him on the way back, that was all, so he walked to a supermarket, brought himself a packet of cigarettes, a pasta salad, and a newspaper and strolled back to the seafront.
He peered into an arcade and watched two young lads kicking a penny drop machine until they set the alarm off, then they barged past him as they raced away from the owner and ran down the street, laughing.
He walked a little farther and sat down on a bench overlooking the sandy beach. The harbor was to his right, and he gazed at it for a little while until the wind caught at his newspaper and he had to snatch it up before it lost pages. He folded it in his lap and weighed it down with the pasta salad, cracking open the lid and pulling a face at the ridiculous little plastic fork.
He ate, watched people go by, smoked a cigarette, and looked up at the time on the town's clock tower, too lazy to pull back his sleeve and look at his watch. It was 1:30 p.m. and he had no idea if fishermen returned to harbor to eat their lunch.
The local paper was vaguely amusing if only to see how the other half lived. An article on oiling seagull eggs from the previous edition had apparently sparked letters to the editor in this one. Mrs. R. Fisher seemed to think it barbaric and actively encouraged the gulls to her garden, while Mr. V. Langley said the birds were a menace and needed to be shot.  

Otherworld is published by Torquere Press. Buy it here
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Also by Emma Jane:
The Queen's Guard - a short story published in Torquere's Men in Uniform anthology
Compulsion - a short story published in Dreamspinner's Hot off the Press anthology due for release November 2014
Shuttered - a novel published by Dreamspinner Press, due for release December 2014

Also by Liz Powell:
Hunted - a novel published by Manifold Press

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