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Title: Theory Unproven
Author: Lillian Francis
Publisher: Love Lane Books
Cover Artist: Meredith Russell
Genre/Sub-Genre: Contemporary, Drama, Gay, M/M Romance
Working with elephants in their natural habitat has always been Eric Phillips dream. Getting what he’s always desired introduces him to Tyaan Bouwer, the bush pilot that flies in his supplies, and Eric discovers the allure of South Africa goes beyond the wildlife and the scenery.
But in an area where bushveld prejudices and hatred bleed across the borders, realizing their love will be a hard fought battle. Keeping hold of it might just kill them.
That old chestnut:
When RJ asked me to prepare some blog posts for the release of Theory Unproven, she gave me a list of subjects to address and since I’m a first time author with Love Lane top of the list was the blogger’s favourite question.
Why do you write m/m?
How to answer this question without sounding like 75% of m/m authors out there? There isn’t really a response I can give that hasn’t already been given. Although as a certain bestseller has proved it isn’t only gay romance writers that have fan fiction to thank for their start on the publishing ladder. Yes, I rediscovered my love of writing through fan fiction but I quickly learnt that my brain rarely wanted to be restricted by the world the creators of the television show I followed had laid out for me. For the most part I dragged the characters out of that world and put them in any situation that struck me. In my circle of readers (I was a medium sized fish in a small pond) I became known as queen of the AU but it soon became obvious to me that I was struggling to keep the characters, well, in character.
One of my readers—a published author—had been pushing me for months to write something original. So the next time the characters started to fight for control I scrapped the story and let my imagination take me. Several months later, and having been betaed to death by my author friend, I submitted my first original fiction novel and never looked back. (To the detriment of that one, not quite finished, but mostly posted, fan fiction AU.)
But I’ve got more to thank fan fiction for than rekindling my desire to write and realising my dream to be published. I met some good friends through fan fiction, many that have helped me on my way to where I am today: Christine D’Abo (who wouldn’t give up nagging me even when I claimed I was just a fan fiction writer and not good enough to be published), Jo Myles, and, my best friend on the whole interwebs, Katherine Halle.
What started you reading gay romance? But if your answer, like mine, is fan fiction, I’d ask you what, if anything, are you thankful to fandom for?
The wet sides of the bottle slipped against his palm as he twisted, spinning the bottle in his hand rather than breaking the seal. He wiped his hands off on his trousers, shifting the bottle from hand to hand before taking a firmer grip. A shadow blocked out the sun, a large hand closing over his own, and then the faint snap of breaking plastic was followed by the fizz of gas escaping a pressurised container. Before he could process the events or even commit them fully to memory, the warmth of Tyaan’s hand disappeared and Eric was once more offered a view of the pilot’s rugged profile.
His raised the bottle to his lips, tiny bubbles hitting the inside of his nostrils and scattering around his mouth before the tart lemon drink even touched his tongue. Cold and refreshing, the liquid seared its way down his throat in a thirst-quenching stream. With the edge taken off that particular need, Eric lowered the bottle, suddenly aware that he hadn’t even thanked Tyaan for the refreshment. His gran would slap his legs for the lack of manners he had shown.
“Ta. You know, for the drink.”
Not bothering to turn around, Tyaan shrugged and said, “You looked like you needed it.” He capped his own drink and started toward the plane. Before he’d taken more than a couple of steps, he stopped, twisting his shoulders to look back at Eric with a pointed glare. “Don’t be late next week.”
“I won’t.” He didn’t want to sound eager, but he needed something to look forward to. “Will it be you?”
Tyaan frowned and Eric chose to interpret that as confusion in deciphering Eric’s babble rather than irritation.
“Making my delivery next week? Will it be you?”
“Oh.” Tyaan’s expression cleared, then settled into something neutral and unreadable. “There’s only me.”
Resignation, that had been the tone that accompanied those words, and it made Eric wonder why a man that looked like that could sound so alone.
“I’ll be here,” Eric called after Tyaan’s retreating back.
Stopping at the top of the steps, Tyaan glanced back for a moment before disappearing through the door of the plane.
Eric sighed. “Waiting.”
About the Author:
An avid reader, Lillian Francis was always determined she wanted to write, but a ‘proper’ job and raising a family distracted her for over a decade. Over the years and thanks to the charms of the Internet, Lillian realized she’d been writing at least one of her characters in the wrong gender. Ever since, she’s been happily letting her ‘boys’ run her writing life.
Lillian now divides her time between family, a job and the numerous men in her head all clamouring for ‘their’ story to be told.
Lillian lives in an imposing castle on a wind-swept desolate moor or in an elaborate ‘shack’ on the edge of a beach somewhere depending on her mood, with the heroes of her stories either chained up in the dungeon or wandering the shack serving drinks in nothing but skimpy barista aprons.
In reality, she would love to own a camper van and to live by the sea
I have a number of paperbacks, most of which are signed, to giveaway. Over the between now (11 Mar 2017) and 31 Mar 2017, every comment on the blog (this post and all other new posts), will be entered to win 1 of these paperbacks. There are also some misc swag items, so there will be a few packs of these to give away as well.
Thank you so much for your support over the last 4 years. Prism will be closing its doors on 1 April 2017. All content will remain available, but no new content will appear after 31 Mar 2017. As such all request forms have been turned off. Again Thank you,
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