by Jamie
Marchant
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BLURB:
Daulphina’s
father, the king of Asteria, has always wanted a male heir. Unfortunately for
him, Daulphina’s magic means that will never happen unless her bastard
half-brother displaces her on the throne. But she’ll take on all the gods
herself before she lets that happen. He isn’t nice enough to be a good king.
But
apparently, the gods don’t like being challenged because she’s flung across the
void and into the dumpy old trailer and chiselled body of Joshua Killenyen, a
rodeo bull rider from Alabama. With nothing to eat but Frosted Flakes and no
knowledge how she got there, she better find a way home before she gets her
head stomped in by the bulls she must ride. Or her brother will take the throne
and reduce her people to slavery. Remember, he isn’t nice.
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EXCERPT
And then, I woke up as a man.
I stared at the warm water falling over me. It had
to be magic. Somebody magicked me into a man’s body. Dear gods, did that mean
this hairy man was in my body? Was body-switching possible? Granny had never
mentioned any such thing when she taught me everything she knew about magic,
not that I’d ever been anything but a disappointment to her. I never had the
raw power she expected of her successor. Or was my body empty? Or dead?
I was still staring at the falling water when
Jocelyn yanked the stall door open. “Joshua, I told you you had ten minutes.
Damn it, what’s wrong with you? You still have your boxer shorts on. Have you
even washed yourself?” She turned the knob, and the water went away.
I stared up at her. “Miss, you have to believe me.
I’m not Joshua.”
She put her hands on her hips. “Who are you, then?
The queen of England?”
“No, I’m not a queen. I’m the crown princess of
Asteria. I’ve never heard of England.”
She put her hand to her forehead. “Joshua, just how
drunk are you?”
“I’m not drunk. This isn’t my body. Somebody
magicked me into it.”
Jocelyn stared at me for a second. “I don’t know
what you’re playing at, but it isn’t going to get you out of going to
Meemaw’s.”
I rose abruptly. “I’m not going anywhere until
someone explains what’s going on! Just how did I become a man?”
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AUTHOR Bio and
Links:
Jamie
began writing stories about the man from Mars when she was six, and she never
remembers wanting to be anything other than a writer. Everyone told her she
needed a back up plan, so she pursued a Ph.D. in American literature, which she
received in 1998. She started teaching writing and literature at Auburn
University. One day in the midst of writing a piece of literary criticism, she
realized she’d put her true passion on the backburner and neglected her muse.
The literary article went into the trash, and she began the book that was to
become her first novel. She writes about the fantastic . . . and the tortured
soul. Her poor characters have hard lives. She still teaches writing and
literature at Auburn University. She is the mother of a grown son.
Links:
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Thanks for hosting me. I'd love to answer any questions your readers have and will be stopping by throughout the day. What the most unusual setting for an urban fantasy you've read before?
ReplyDeleteGood to have you here today. Interesting trope - female witch to male
ReplyDeleteIt was fun, especially since the man also happened to be a rodeo bull rider.
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