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It's an incredibly weird time to be releasing books, but current world events weren't even on my apocalypse Bingo card when I started my schedule, so...here are some new books!

Broken Lynx, Book 5 of Green Valley Shifters, is a silly, fluffy, short shifter romance. It's low-peril, small town, and (sort of) single dad.



Zoe Chant's Series Starter Set is a collection of starter books to my three Zoe Chant series, Green Valley Shifters, Fae Shifter Knights, and Shifting Sands Resort. It is FREE until Friday!

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X-posed from my author page on Facebook.

I didn’t have much of a plan when I sat down to write Dragon of Glass. I wanted to write something light and fun and silly because I had completely broken my brain writing Tropical Dragon’s Destiny and I was deep in the morbs over ending the Shifting Sands Resort series. I wanted to do something with goofy dogs and big, gorgeous, bewildered guys in a strange, alien world of toasters and televisions.

I certainly didn’t intend to write a social commentary.

But when I introduced the character of Robin, I knew I was heading somewhere new, for me. I had already written a bisexual character, with Breck, and an asexual character, Liam. I had even, cautiously, written a trangender character, in the short story Balance. And I knew how to refer to each of these characters.

But Robin...let me step back and introduce Robin.

Robin is from a world more magic than mundane, and they are made of a kind of energy that simply doesn’t exist in our understanding. I didn’t want them to be a ‘fairy’ the way that is so often depicted, a sexy, tiny flying woman, or the other direction a lot of people are writing these days, with the brave, manly fae fighter figure. It was important that this character not cling to those gender stereotypes. I wanted to emphasize that this was a creature who wasn’t binary, wasn’t constrained to our expectations, was not only not human, but not of flesh.

When I first started writing them, I referred to them as ‘he,’ trying to counter the impression of the sweet, winged fairy that comes with the diminutive size and ability to fly. It was about as successful as pinning a beard on Tinkerbell.

I could tell right away that was just wrong, and I moved to calling them ‘it,’ which was just as terrible. Robin wasn’t a thing, they were a rounded character, with a sense and depth of self. Referring to them as ‘it’ felt every bit as incorrect and disrespectful as ‘he.’

‘They’ as a singular pronoun was accepted into the Merriam-Webster Dictionary at right about the time I was writing Dragon of Glass, but I knew that it was already popular as a choice among agender people who preferred it to the other English pronoun options. It has, of course, been around for hundreds of years a singular reference for someone whose gender is unknown, and that is a big part of why it works for me.

Robin is a mystery. They are a puzzle. They defy our need to put things in tidy boxes. They are not real...and yet they are. They even look different to different people - Heather and Daniella see completely different wings when they compare notes! Heather picked up on their female characteristics first, Daniella on male features.

It was kind of a risk, putting a character like this in a romance book, even as a secondary character. Readers have certain expectations that authors have to be careful about violating, and I wasn’t surprised to receive a few low-star reviews complaining about they/their pronouns. But I received an equal number of delighted reviews and emails, and more people than I expected are hoping that Robin gets their own book. (I’m not saying either way, yet, but they definitely have a pivotal role to play…)

In other not-spoiler statements, I got to see preliminary photos of the gryphon ornament and it is looking amazing! Folks in my reader’s group get to see them first…
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There are so many hugs being missed right now.

The giant, squeezing, desperate hug of someone you love and haven’t seen in a long while.

The tentative, dancing hug of someone you don’t know well.

The frail hug of an elder, their shoulder blades stark under your hands as you enfold them.

There are the girl hugs, breasts between you with no place to go.

The fat hugs, where his tummy curves into all the free spaces.

The hugs you never want to let go of.

The hugs you’re not sure how to start.

Hugs that unwind all the tense places inside you.

Hugs that make tension, and remind you of all the ways that you are alive.

You’re missing the teacher hugs and the two kids trying to lift each other up in the air hugs and the I-don’t-want-to-leave hugs and even the I-feel-like-I-should-hug-other-people hugs.

The tip-toes to reach hugs.

The sitting-together hugs.

So many hugs that aren’t happening…
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I got a bug up my butt to completely overhaul my webpage...and managed to complete the task in two (highly interrupted) days. Not shabby, and now it looks considerably cleaner and you can actually browse it on a mobile.

Ellen's personal site

I did take down all of the short stories and non-fiction that I had up...it was all sadly dated and some of them had problematic formatting errors. I may put some of it back if there were any articles or stories you particularly liked, but it's sort of the end of an era. Or maybe, the start of a new one?
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Well, maybe final. I may tweak it a little.



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The Safeway pickup was painless. They were out of a few things (flour—not shocking, cherry pie filling, soap, English muffins, lime juice, chocolate chips...) but the produce was plentiful and looked excellent and they had the ground beef and buns and chocolate milk. They were very apologetic that I was charged $40 for tomatoes and they couldn't reverse the charge without going to corporate, which wasn't open because time zones, so I'm expecting a large partial refund today. I was disappointed that they couldn't accept tips, because they were all SO nice and prompt and I didn't have to go into the store.

We wiped down the plastics and vinegar-watered the produce and then had an AMAZING dinner of grilled burgers and chips and chocolate milk.

It is drizzling today and the snow is sinking down into dirty nothing.

Mentally, I'm hanging in there. I do keep finding half-written emails and realizing that they would have been relevant when I wrote them and probably nobody wants to hear from me, mopemope, so I delete them, and I have rather major nerves for several things I have out in the ether, but aside from that, I'm plowing forward on DPL, and feeling just barely put together.

Daughter and I haven't gotten out as much the last few days because of ice, so we may try to remedy that today, because she is having a VERY hard time right now. Lots of meltdowns, constant talk-back, nothing is good enough, getting stuck on doing a SPECIFIC thing and then insisting on it. It's... just hard, and I'm trying to be patient, but when I'm trying to get her DRESSED for a Zoom with her teacher in five minutes and she's just not cooperating... ugh. And then there is crying and I'm all 'you can't see your teacher like this do you need a hug?' and she's all 'NO YOU'RE SO MEAN TO ME.' I want to be nurturing but still have boundaries, and I KNOW her world is upside down and her parents are stressed and she's doing an amazing job for her age and emotional capacity.

Poor kitten.

Now a little writing and prepping daughter for karate class. I may call it a no-school day and do card games and play outside to try to reset attitudes.

MURAL!

Apr. 3rd, 2020 12:06 pm
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I had moments of doubt, but I am so SO happy with the final product. :)

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Have an April Fool's Day piece of ridiculous:



It’s hell being this cute.

Ever since hellhound poodle shifter Packer Davis won an Internet prize for ‘cutest demonic shifter,’ his bodyguard business pack has made his life miserable. And no one wants to hire someone that’s fluffy and adorable. So when a mysterious client books him as a protective escort to a tropical resort for shifters only, he can’t pack his bags fast enough.

Cat shifter Christy Brown needs to get out of town and off the radar of some Very Bad People, and a discount booking at the newly reopened Shifting Sands Resort seems like the perfect escape. On a whim, she hires a bodyguard, sight unseen.

Cats and dogs aside, Christy and Packer know that they’re in for a wild ride as soon as they meet at the airport and recognize that they are fated mates. They aren’t expecting the stowaway in Christy’s luggage, or the fireworks waiting for them at the resort.

TROPICAL HELLHOUND’S HEARTBREAK, Book #11 in the off-beat Shifting Sands Resort series, coming NEVER, because this is just a silly April Fool’s Day bit of fun (please forgive me!) prompted by the title suggestions of readers James Born and Andrew William Bryan.

...except that now I kind of DO want to write it...and probably will. (As a short, not as a full-length!)
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It doesn't quite capture the colors we have, but it dried considerably darker than we'd hoped. We have decided to paint a few areas over brighter tomorrow. Stars will be the day after.
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Not much to see, yet! It has to dry overnight, and then, GALAXY!

(And yeah, I taped and draped VERY thoroughly, because I know too well how messy we can get. We also had to completely rearrange her room to achieve this, which was more work than the painting so far.)
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Christmas magic...in July?

Heather’s life is not entirely normal. She dresses as a holiday elf for one job and a medieval peasant for the other. She has an Italian Greyhound that fits in her purse. But now there’s a beautiful, buck-naked man standing in her apartment explaining that he’s a unicorn who was trapped in a glass Christmas ornament. And things are just about to get a whole lot weirder.

Rez, fae unicorn knight and defender of the broken crown, isn’t sure how he got to this magic-starved world or why the beauty who freed him from his glass prison has cast an enchantment on him. He only knows he has to find his shieldmates and return to his fight with the darkness before he loses himself to her charms (and those of her tiny hound) forever.

Dark forces from his fallen world are tracking them down. But Rez has much harder tasks at hand: battling a rogue vacuum cleaner, braving buses and BigMart, defending a hound’s honor at a Ren Faire...and facing dinner with Heather’s mother.

Heather and Rez will have to work together with old allies and new to find answers, discover the key to his magic, and unlock the power of his unicorn heart...before his enemies find a way to stop them forever.

UNICORN OF GLASS is a hot and hilarious standalone fae unicorn shifter adventure. For a side-splitting short paranormal romp, pick up a copy on Amazon today!

I had so much fun writing this one - it's heartwarming and funny and full of love.
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Looking for some escape in these weird and stressful times? Escape is basically what I write, and if you'd like a .mobi (Kindle) or .epub (iBooks, etc.) of any of my books, just shoot me a message and I'll send you one. No charge, no obligation to review (though that's lovely if you liked it!), just hoping you can find a few hours of relief from the relentlessly crazy world we live in. That's...basically why I write.

ETA: I write paranormal romance, for anyone new. Here is a list of what is available.

As Zoe Chant
Zoe Chant books are always straight, happy-ever-after, love-at-first-sight shifter books.

Tropical Tiger Spy is the first book of Shifting Sands Resort. This is a complete 10-book series of interconnected stand-alones that builds to an epic conclusion in the final book. Adventure on a mysterious tropical island full of quirky staff.

Dancing Bearfoot is the first book of Green Valley Shifters. There are four books in the series, the fifth is being written. These are light, fluffy, low-conflict books about found family and second chances in a small town, with kids and humor and family love. These all stand alone quite well - there isn't an overall story arc, although many characters reoccur.

Dragon of Glass is the first book of Fae Shifter Knights. I have just finished the second book in this series - four are planned. I am happy to send book 2 (Unicorn of Glass) ahead of schedule to anyone who asks as well. :) This series is shifter portal fantasy with fish-out-of-water knights trapped in our modern world.

As Elva Birch
Elva is my personal pen name, for a wider range of subjects. Still lots of romance and magic, but it's not always straight, and not as formulaic.

Prompted is free with subscription to my email list, but you can request this one with no strings, too. This collection includes 12 pieces of flash fiction, written to prompts. From 100 words to 1000, from sweet to sizzling.

Shape Shifters is another collection of shorts, but these range from 1000 words to 10,000. From fated mates to fairy tales, from the cold depths of space to hot wildfires in Alaska, entrancing tales of love and transformation. This releases March 23, but you can have it early.

The Dragon Prince of Alaska is an exciting romp through an alternate Alaska ruled by dragons. Reluctant royalty! Relentless enemies!
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 My newest book is out! 

I've been wanting to write this particular series for a few years now, but made myself finish Shifting Sands Resort (because I didn't need FOUR complicated ongoing series... even though that does seem to be where I am again, oh dear). I took copious notes and doodled in the margins of my other projects, and there were some major editing frustrations that were all completely worth it, and now Elva Birch has her first (serious) book!

It's still very much a paranormal romance, but it definitely tips out of the box in a few places, and it's got a lot of juicy fantasy worldbuilding and plotty adventure. Plus dogs and camping and magic and dragons. 

Dragon prince cover

I hope you like it! <3

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For 2019, I said:

I have NDA artwork to finish, and I am hopeful that the project will be completed and released in March. I want to do some artwork in color. I want to do #junicorn again, and #inktober, and #NaNoWriMo. I want to write 5 books. I want to publish 5 books and a collection of short stories. I want to put Shifting Sands out in hardcopy. I have amorphous ideas about a unicorn oracle deck collected from my #junicorns.

I want to blog more.

I want to be healthier and more fit.

I want to be brave and honest and kind and creative.


How'd I do? I did finish the NDA project and it was released. I did not do anything major in color. I did #junicorn, but not #inktober. I did write a book for #NaNoWriMo. I wrote SIX books. I published SIX books and a collection of short stories...plus I had stories in anthologies and wrote some short stories for this year's publication. I put Shifting Sands in hardcopy (and also DANCING BEARFOOT and also DRAGON OF GLASS). I did nothing with the oracle deck idea.

I blogged plenty, I was...maybe marginally more healthy? I could definitely do better.

I was so brave. Crazy brave. I think I was honest, I hope I was kind, and I was decidedly creative.

So... for 2020?

Creative Goals:

*Write six books

*Publish six books and two story collections (Is that crazy? Probably!)

*Submit to two anthologies

*30 pieces of cat art in one month. #junikitty? #janucat?

*Work on the sequel to the Alaska Animals Native Translation coloring book

Personal Goals:

*Work on my physical strength

*Avoid comparing myself with others and focus on self-confidence without outside validation

Aaaand... I think that's a pretty good list. A little hard to quantify the personal goals, but that's okay.
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2019 was a helluva creative year.

I wrote and published six novels and a collection of short stories. I was included in two anthologies. I hit the top 50 in all Amazon Kindle books with one of my books. (And a second one was CLOSE at 51.)

The coloring book I was commissioned to do featuring Native Alaskan animal name translations was finished and released and I feel like it's one of the best things I've ever done with my artwork.

I finished the hunky shifters coloring book. It only released as a digital download on Etsy and is no longer available, but it was still a thing!

I did 30 #junicorn cards, mostly in June. Some of them weren't quiiiite finished.

I painted probably 50 ornaments. Maybe fewer, but I bet it's close.

It was a helluva year in other ways, too.

I had LASIK surgery on my eyes and went from utterly helpless without glasses to able to drive without glasses, and it has completely changed my life. My daughter turned seven and started reading chapter books to herself and got a green belt in karate and learned to play piano. I got stung by wasps and traveled so much that the airline gave me MVP status.

I decided to close Portrait Adoption and EMG-Zine, which is a tremendous weight off my shoulders. I loved those projects, but at some point, they just aren’t worth keeping up. I ran twelve Sketch Fests.

There were successes, and there were failures, and there was so much learning, and so much love. I did things I never thought I could and said goodbye to things I once thought would be my future.

I can’t wait to see what 2020 brings.

(And yes, I realize I probably should have waited until next year for the eye surgery for maximum pun possibility. Alas.)
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PROMPTED is available now!



Get it free with a subscription to my (pen name) mailing list: https://dl.bookfunnel.com/r764d3yysx
On Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B082ZSRBD3
Other vendors: https://books2read.com/u/4ExVvM

Also available is a Shifting Sands Resorts short story, A RECIPE FOR HAPPINESS: https://www.zoechant.com/a-recipe-for-happiness/

It's short, sweet, slightly spicy, and works as a standalone if you've never read the series.

(Also, the first book in the series is free today! Just in case you know someone who is getting a Kindle for Christmas...)

Merry Christmas!
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Solstice matters a lot when you get close to the poles. Today, we will have less than four hours of sunlight, with the sweet promise of lengthening days from here. We live on the north side of a hill, so although we have daylight, the sun will not strike my house until mid-February.

I'll see it in the trees first, traces of gold on the tallest branches of the birches.

Days later, it will creep down the trunks, teasing at spring long before there is a hint of warmth in the air.

And when it hits the windows at last, there is this feeling of euphoria and peace that only someone starved for sun can know.

Light is important.

My wish to you, this season of giving, is the return of your light.

Whatever you are celebrating this year, whichever hemisphere you live in, light is likely to play an important role in your festivities. Whether it's faith, or hope, or illumination, or inspiration, may you have light, chasing the darkness from your life. May you have the warmth it brings, and the clarity you need. Let it overfill your cup and light the way for others.

I love and admire you all very much, and when things are darkest, I remember to look up and see all of you shining around me. You inspire me to better things and braver goals. You are beautiful and strong, even when you forget it.

Happy solstice.
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From Treasure Sense, for the Shifting Sands Shorts collection (coming spring 2020)

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The interface between sky and sea had always fascinated Bastian.

Some days, the ocean was a faintly rolling bolt of silk, and some days it was a roiling cauldron, with foaming peaks and churning valleys.

Mostly, when the sky was stormy, the ocean was wild, but some days, like this one, it was still and blue above, but some distant weather system was causing deep currents and tall, curving mountains of waves.

Bastian swam near the surface, letting the agitated water wash over his scales.

It had been years since he first slipped into the ocean, unable to resist its siren call as a child. His younger brother, Keylor, had flown down and scooped him out, sent by his parents, who were sure that his presence in the water was some kind of childish mistake, or a clumsy misstep.

Bastian tried to explain to his frowning father and his worried mother and his scornful brother that it wasn’t an accident. He had wanted to be in the ocean, had deliberately gone out in it, swimming cautiously with limbs made for fighting and flying.

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