Lions Full of Honey The works of Miss Lia Habel Mon, 08 Feb 2016 16:22:38 +0000 en-US hourly 1 The works of Miss Lia Habel Lions Full of Honey no Narrative portion © 2012 Lia Habel. All rights reserved. Intro music, entitled Persephone, is © 2012 Snowflake. It is used and altered under a Creative Commons Generic Attribution License. The works of Miss Lia Habel Lions Full of Honey Preview of My Unfinished Work — Shatterheart! Mon, 27 Apr 2015 21:01:37 +0000 Hey guys! I know I’ve been gone a loooong time. I’ve been ill, so basically ended up taking a month off. It was a month I could sore afford to lose, but hey–I’m better now. :D

Anyway, to celebrate (and to make up for the fact that I haven’t been around), I decided to post a 50-page sample of the story I’m working on right now. Shatterheart is an adult romance (though these chapters are pretty tame) that I’ve variously described as “a weird take on Beauty and the Beast” and “two people in a room, pretty much loathing each other.” Compared to my previous work it’s more emotional and character driven. I’m enjoying it a lot!

If I had to jot off some flap copy right now, I guess I’d say this: “In the Kingdom of Sidera, automatons are common–but there are none are like Alisabeth Canwick. Uncannily lifelike, talented and intelligent, this sparkling plaything of the elite bears an enormous secret… a soul of her very own. Yet, her position in life is precarious, as her creator is dead and her rights are nonexistent. When Etruscan Maldron, the man she was created for, finally gets her under his thumb, Alisabeth fights back with everything she has… until she realizes that, like it or not, she may need him to survive. Etruscan is a bitter, twisted man who claims to love her in spite of her inhumanity. But is it love, or just obsession?”

You can find the PDF here. Happy reading!

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Cyber Monday (and Tuesday, and Wednesday, and…) — Familiar Things for .99! Mon, 01 Dec 2014 20:22:52 +0000 Hi everyone! To celebrate the holiday season, for the week of December 1 through December 5 (midnight EST), I’m offering ebook copies of Familiar Things at .99 on Amazon!

If you’ve been thinking about trying my new book, now’s the time to pick up a copy!

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Familiar Things — Now In Print! Tue, 11 Nov 2014 01:11:05 +0000 Hey everyone! This is just a post to let you know that a physical, paperback edition of Familiar Things is now available for purchase! And isn’t it a stunner?

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You can purchase your copy on CreateSpace or Amazon. And I’d like to take the opportunity to thank everyone who cheered this process on, cheered me on, or is simply interested in my book and is planning on clicking one of those two links so they can pick up a copy. You guys are amazing. :D

And, on that note… gosh, how do I even talk about this? It feels incredibly awkward to me. Anyway, it’s come to my attention that a few people were waiting to buy the physical book because they were under the impression that, as physical books tend to be more expensive than ebooks, doubtless this would translate into the author (me) receiving a better cut of the money. More money means more royalties, right?

This was incredibly moving to hear. If anyone reading this had a similar thought process, all I want to say is thank you for thinking about me. Seriously–it’s so kind of you. I’m humbled.

However, I want to put that idea to rest. With self-publishing, I get to make the pricing decisions (to a point), and I have chosen to price the physical book so that I receive about the same royalty payment as I would for a copy of the ebook. This is both fair to me, and keeps costs down for my readers. So if you choose to buy the physical book, for whatever reason, know that the majority of your money goes to the actual production and distribution of the book itself. Ebook or dead trees edition–I make the same for each individual sale on Amazon. So please, make the choice that’s right for your pocketbook.

There is one way I can make a little extra money, though, if you’re interested in helping me out that way–and that’s if you buy your physical copy direct from CreateSpace. My royalty payment from CreateSpace is about double that of Amazon.

So, anyway–there you go! I look forward to hearing from new readers very soon! :D

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Familiar Things Launch Giveaway! Tue, 28 Oct 2014 17:47:44 +0000 Whee, my book is out in the world! Well–partially. Unfortunately, my plans for getting the physical copy of Familiar Things out at the same time as the digital copy fell through. Entirely my fault, I’m afraid. Last week I caught a nasty cold somewhere between New York and Seattle, and it really knocked me for a loop. I’ve been propping myself up for a few hours each day to ease the ebook launch ahead, but I’m afraid I’ve had no time to work on formatting the hardcopy. Now that I’m feeling better (read: less drugged-up and stupid), I promise to get right back to work on that.

(I did watch a ton of movies while I was down, though. Which was fun. I alternated between, “Ooh, deformed hero!” and “Ooh, pretty dresses!” so the plots and titles are all mixed up in my brain, but… wait. So much about my life makes sense, now. Okay, moving on.)


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But I am proud to announce that the Familiar Things ebook is now available for purchase on Amazon and Smashwords!

Amazon hasn’t updated the listing with the “Look Inside!” preview option yet, but that’s okay–because you can read the first five chapters right here!

Aaaaand because it’s the book’s birthday, and we’re closing in on Halloween, I’m hosting a giveaway for one of THESE babies!




Those are three Familiar Things gift bags that include:

  • An ebook copy of Familiar Things delivered immediately via the magic of the web
  • signed, physical copy of Familiar Things (as soon as they become available)
  • A lacy bat-shaped bookmark, crafted by me on my very own sewing machine (color chosen at random) (design by Urban Threads!)
  • A selection of old-fashioned and modern Halloween candy, to satisfy that sweet tooth
  • And, best of all–a tube of “vintage” lipstick! (color chosen at random)




So, the bookmarks are pretty awesome, but…





Absolutely! For as I was mulling over this giveaway, I thought, “What better prize to celebrate a book set in an alternate-universe 1950s than red lipstick?” And then, my brain did me one better–by reminding me that despite all the noise to the contrary, in the ’50s red was not your only option! There are corals and pinks and even one lone shimmery almost-nude up there. All are Revlon shades that debuted between 1950 and 1962–and are still in production today. I own and use a few of them, myself!*

* Because they aren’t actually vintage. As in, antique. The tubes you see above are fresh and factory sealed. Made recently. You should never, ever put actual antique makeup on your face. You never know what’s in it or where it’s been. Just FYI.


So, the fine print:

  1. This contest is only open to readers in the US. Sorry, international readers! I’ll do something for you guys soon, because I love you just as much. :D
  2. There will be three winners, who will win one gift bag each.
  3. You may enter as many times as the Rafflecopter god permits!
  4. The contest ends on November 3rd. I wanted to run the contest early to take advantage of the Halloween colors (did I mention FT is the perfect Halloween book? Cough, cough), but I can’t promise the physical books will be available to ship by November 3rd. I will ship the gift bags once I have the physical books to include in them. This means it may take a few weeks to receive your prize.
  5. To make up for this, if you’re a winner I will get a digital copy of FT to you immediately!

Good luck–and thank you all for being amazing readers! I really hope you enjoy this book. With FT, I feel like I’m sharing a little bit of my heart with all of you–a heart unburdened by fear.


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Bloggers–Interested in Reviewing Familiar Things? Fri, 24 Oct 2014 19:57:56 +0000 Lia Sparkles Moc


Then step right up! This is the official blogger review copy (BRC) thread featuring the official BRC request form!

I’m abusing the bold and italic keys, I know. But this is important information. Why? Because I love bloggers, and I want to make sure every interested blogger receives a copy of my latest book. To do that efficiently, this time ’round I’m requiring that all BRC requests go through the form on this page.

I will not be answering review copy requests received any other way. No Twitter PMs, no Facebook messages–not even the other contact forms on this site. If you don’t use this specific form, I’m afraid I won’t be able to answer your request.

I’m not trying to be stingy or make the process difficult–far from it. Spread this link far and wide! Get your book-blogging Granny to apply! Started your blog two days ago? Awesome, I’ve got a BRC here with your name on it!

But trying to coordinate review copy requests from five different sources grows old very quickly–and I always end up losing track of who got what. Hence, this form was born.

Please also note that I have repeatedly stressed the word blogger. At this time, I am not prepared to issue copies for Amazon or Goodreads reviews alone–though I would be thrilled if bloggers chose to reprint their reviews on Amazon or Goodreads. So, at this time, you must have an active book review blog in order to qualify for a BRC of Familiar Things.

Everything clear? Yay! Let’s go! Just fill out the form below, click send, and I’ll get a digital review copy to you lickity split!



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Mystery Project Title and Cover Reveal! Thu, 16 Oct 2014 03:13:26 +0000 I’m so excited to finally bring you the title, cover, and synopsis reveal for that Mystery Project I’ve been nattering on about for the past few weeks!

(Seriously—I’m electric with excitement. Nervous, but in a good way. I think I understand that whole “my book is my baby” thing that other authors always talk about. I never felt that way with my other books. Not once. I only felt tongue-numbing fear!)

I’m currently on vacation out in Seattle, visiting my boyfriend’s family—so I’m going to keep this short and sweet. During the next few weeks I’ll be talking more about my inspiration for this book/series. Since the front cover is finalized (work on the spine and back cover is ongoing), I can also confirm that the ebook release date will be:


October 28th, 2014


My goal is to release the physical copy on the same date, but that’s still open to the vagaries of fate.

So, without further ado… the stunning cover!


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Isn’t she pretty? I have Stella Price to thank for the artwork and title lettering (ahh it’s so perfect thank you Stella thank you) and my Boyfriend to thank for the other fonts and effects. I think it captures the first book in the series so beautifully!


Here’s a bit more about the book world and series:

“A ‘50s-inspired Halloween-esque county linked to Pennsylvania, filled with small towns where witches and warlocks live in safety. A teenage witch with a beast as her familiar. An isolated world threatened by exposure. A young woman who finds her voice. A warlock who finds his soul.” – My very first notes.

Inspired in equal parts by my own clingy black cat and my lifelong love of 50s fashion and music, All Hollows is a place I created in order to escape my own daily grind. It’s a pocket universe tucked away inside the Allegheny National Forest in Pennsylvania, “somewhere between the Allegheny River and Route 666.” Populated solely by witches and warlocks, it’s a precious bubble, isolated by time, that I hope to write many stories about.


The synopsis for book one: 

Sixteen-year-old witch Everrose Morgantwill isn’t sure which monster is causing her more trouble—the ten-foot-tall wildcat she’s attracted as her familiar, or her emotionally unstable boyfriend.

Half her spells go nowhere, and people always have trouble remembering her name, but even so—Everrose’s life is idyllic. Born and raised in All Hollows County, a secretive world created by powerful witches and warlocks for the protection of the magically inclined, she’s never had to fear persecution. In All Hollows, magic is used openly. A great spell known as the Nestle Ward isolates and protects it, though there is one odd little side effect.

In our world, it’s 2015. In All Hollows, it’s 1958.

Between sewing the perfect high school wardrobe, experimenting with red lipstick and cake mascara, and dreaming about prom, Everrose has a lot on her mind. When her steady boyfriend returns from a trip to “the Layside” a changed warlock, however—she notices. Handsome Vincent Olwen was affectionate and self-effacing when he left, but he’s come back acting sullen and withdrawn. Everrose is lost for an explanation—and lost for what to do.

Troubled by the changes she sees in Vincent, Everrose tries to distract herself by searching for her first familiar—a rite of passage for sixteen-year-olds in All Hollows. But when she does make the Connexion, it’s with the last animal she would’ve ever expected—a massive, terrifying wildeor called a trothenbeast. Only powerful witches and warlocks attract wildeors as familiars. Yet, when it comes to magic, Everrose is completely inept. It makes no sense. Weirder still, the beast fails to alert Everrose to the presence of magic, and refuses to shadow her. In short, he doesn’t act like a protecting, guiding familiar animal at all.

Faced with all of this, Everrose is just about ready to throw in the towel. Before she can, though, she learns that the trothenbeast has been cursed by an evil witch named Ebonella Rosu—and that Ebonella wants him back.

Everrose must contend with a witch who wants her dead, a familiar who needs her protection, and a boyfriend who’s changing before her eyes. When she finally reaches out for help, she finds it from an unlikely source—her boyfriend’s moody, somewhat mysterious father, the mayor of her little town. What secrets does Roderick Olwen harbor? And what do they have to do with Everrose herself?


Familiar Things is the first book in the Nestle Ward series–which may be a trilogy or somewhat longer, depending on my personal inclination and reader reception. The Nestle Ward series will follow a teenage witch, Everrose Morgantwill, as she discovers who she is, what she is, and how only she can stop the sky from caving in on her beloved home.

I’ll be spending the next few days adding Familiar Things to Goodreads and fleshing out the Books section of this site. I’ll be posting information for bloggers, soon–so stay tuned for that!

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Mystery Project Post #2 — The Contemporary Soundtrack Tue, 16 Sep 2014 16:18:43 +0000 And here we go–the contemporary, chapter-by-chapter soundtrack from the Mystery Project!

I have to admit, one of the biggest reasons I wanted to play around with a 50s-themed universe is the music. I was raised on this music. With few exceptions, I didn’t hear any modern music until I was a tween or early teenager. It was just an accident of birth. It was what my parents listened to. When I got to college, I was appalled that none of the other students knew who Gene Pitney was (he’s my favorite singer ever, and one of the greatest songwriters of all time). Or Roy Orbison. Or Brenda Lee. I mean, I was immersed in this stuff. These songs are my world.

Although the first story in the Mystery Project series takes place between 1958 and ’59, I decided not to musically limit myself to those years. In the context of the fictional universe itself, this makes a tiny bit of sense. So I’ve drawn from a lot of 60s music, too–the “50s hangover”-style tunes that ruled the airwaves until the 60s plunged off a cliff toward Sheer Ugliness. (Can you tell I’m still bitter about the British Invasion? I’m the only person on earth who loathes the Beatles, I swear. First season of Mad Men forever, latter seasons never!)

This time, I decided to share snippets of the Mystery Project with each song. These are quotes from Book #1, which I’m sure will appear maddeningly out of context. They’re called teasers for a reason. Bwahahaha. I hope you enjoy!


1. Bryan Hyland – Sealed With a Kiss


‘Oh, he was finally coming home. I’d missed him so much….

Rallying myself, I reached inside for my lipstick case. Although the dark-haired powder room attendant had yet to clear her throat at me—odd, as she’d already shooed half a dozen young witches away from the mirror—I figured I should get my act together.’



2. Bobby Vinton – Please Love Me Forever


‘As we moved to the music, Vincent’s fingertips stroked the side of my waist, tracing the zipper that fastened the girdle I wore beneath my dress. My eyelids fluttered at his touch. His skin was hot and soft—so familiar. He smelled of wool, warm skin, and spent magical energy—residue from the Ward. A sickly-sweet smell, like syrupy spring flowers left to rot in a vase.’



3. The Poni Tails – Born Too Late


‘When I called Summerlene from the pink Princess phone in my room, I caught her on the first ring. “The future Mrs. Roddy Olwen speaking.”


“Everrose!” She squealed. “I was out walking this morning, and I saw them. The new election posters are going up! I stole one off the side of the drugstore before the paste could dry!”

Burying my face in my hand, I whispered, “Why would you do something like that?”

“Because he’s the ginchiest warlock this side of the Ward. Why else?”

“He’s thirty… nine? Forty?” As I keyed in on a song playing in the background, I blinked. “Are you actually listening to ‘Born Too Late’ while you stare at his election ad?”

“I can’t control which part of my Poni Tails record is playing at any particular point in time.”’



4. Neil Sedaka – The Diary


‘The library was located on Main Street, which by eleven o’clock was bustling. As I turned my head, I could see that the Brew-Lo now had no less than ten baby carriages parked outside, the infants within them left to enjoy the sun while their mothers shopped. Two babies appeared to be engaged in a feud, popping pink and blue sparks at one another. Meanwhile, young people hustled in and out of the Morpheum Theater next door, likely for the Sunday Quadruple Feature. For fifty-five cents, you could unload your child on the Morpheum for a full eight hours.

With October just around the corner, an employee had been tasked with mounting the posters for several upcoming monster movies. His toolbox propped the theater door open, allowing Neil Sedaka’s “The Diary” to blast from the lobby inside. Creature from the Black Lagoon, I saw, would be showing next week.

As I glanced at the poster, my heart twinged. I couldn’t tolerate that film. The one time I’d seen it, everyone around me had screamed or laughed at the monster on the screen. But I’d just felt pity. It was the silliest of silly horror movies, and I’d walked out of it in tears.’



5. The Everly Brothers – All I Have to Do Is Dream


‘My self-deprecation seemed to appease Summerlene. “Don’t put yourself down, Everrose.” She glanced at the tent again, and slid a baby pink nail over her lips. I could tell she wanted to go inside. “They say wildeors visit in dreams, first. Sometimes, parents pay for spells to make their kids dream about one, in hopes that they’ll actually get it.”

“Gee, the shucksters hawking those spells must make a pretty penny. I haven’t heard of a single teenager in All Hollows getting a wildeor this year. And it’d make the news if one did. Remember all the buzz last year over Donna Xue getting that wyvern?”

“Oh, Everrose. Come on.” Summerlene popped a brow. “Be serious. Have you ever dreamed about a wildeor?”



6. The Teddy Bears – To Know Him Is to Love Him


‘Fingers shaking, I reached up to touch him. I had to stand on my tiptoes to do so, as he remained on his hind legs. At first he shied away from my hand, jerking backward with a suspicious snarl—but then he looked into my eyes. The blue glow obscuring his own disappeared, and in the gold that replaced it I saw something like shock.

Something like wonder.

Slowly, the beast lowered his head toward my fingers. Just a little. His hesitation made the air feel electric. As I brushed my knuckles over his chin, my skin numb with shock, I whispered, “I’m okay. It’s okay. Cool your jets.”’



7. Paul Anka – Put Your Head on My Shoulder


‘The living room seemed larger by daylight, with its paneled walls and pale carpet. Out of anger—determined that if I didn’t get to sit in on the dining room council, then no one would hear what was said—I pushed Maple down in front of the big swivel tube Magi-Vision TV and turned on Supernatural Saturday Sockhop. Then I sat with Vincent on the couch, and sullenly forced myself to pay attention as awkward young witches and warlocks from across the county bopped about to the latest hits.

I didn’t have long to brood, though. As Paul Anka’s “Put Your Head On My Shoulder” started to play, Vincent touched my shoulder and whispered, “We need to talk.”’



8. Bobby Vee – Devil or Angel


‘The Daimler’s steering wheel was on the right-hand side, and the view from the front left was new to me. As we pulled out of the driveway and headed down Tinselfrost Street, I realized that there were no news vans to be seen. Surprised, I wondered, “Did the reporters give up?”

“Did they approach the house at any point?”

“Last night. Dad said they wanted to see Typhon. He told them to take a hike.” I smiled wryly. “Still, if they’re gone for good, you must’ve had something to do with it. My mother will be thankful.”

Mayor Olwen glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, but didn’t respond.’



9. The Crystals – He’s a Rebel


‘Inside, I quavered. Would he follow?

I completed my journey down the concrete path, and encountered the first set of steps that led to the entryway. No Typhon. Without looking back, I climbed the first step. No Typhon.

My heart sank. I climbed the second.

Typhon’s paw nearly landed on my foot. I broke into a grin, and looked over at the great beast. Typhon purred at me, and continued the climb beside me, his tail slung low. In my chest, happiness swelled like a soap bubble.

“Looks like the circus has come to town,” someone cackled. Laughter rang out. “She should put her head in its mouth!”

And that bubble popped.’



10. Mitch Ryder and The Detroit Wheels – Devil With a Blue Dress On


‘Creeping through the victory-drunk crowd was a Cadillac Eldorado convertible, blacker than Satan’s soul. Behind the wheel sat a witch who appeared to be around my mother’s age, but superbly preserved. Her raven hair was cut in a short, fluffy style, and her enviable bone structure was accentuated with slashes of rouge. Her eye makeup was smoky, her lips crimson. She was wearing a dark blue dress, a mink wrap, and elbow-length emerald driving gloves.

I stared. I couldn’t help it. I’d never seen her before, and she was darkly fascinating. She had to be from Hoodoo Hollow—maybe one of the Skulls was her son. Or perhaps she was married to their coach? She seemed to be looking for somebody, openly scrutinizing everyone who happened to glance her way. “Devil With a Blue Dress On” by Mitch Ryder blasted from her stereo.

All at once, her eyes lit upon me.

And Typhon flipped out.’



11. The Shirelles – Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow


‘“Now that you mention it, dear, she was supposed to fetch me a cup of tea. She’s been gone for a while.” The crone’s forehead wrinkled. “Last I saw, she was headed for the locker room. We’ve some refreshments of our own in there.”

“Oh!” That explained it. “Well, if you don’t mind, I’ll go see if I can find her.”

“That would be wonderful. Dear girl, you are.” She smiled—but then her smile seemed to burn away, to float away like glowing ash, replaced by a frown that truly chilled me. “Not like the others.”

Something told me that the crone was either the gossip equivalent of a mythportal, or had taught teenage girls for one too many semesters.’



12. Roy Orbison – Running Scared


‘Only one, Buddy Menlow, thought to note, “A girl rode her familiar out—nuts, huh?” He pointed to the vole peeping out of his shirt pocket, and grinned. “No chance of that with me. I had to use my feet to evacuate, like an ordinary person.”

For once, I was grateful to have been overlooked. A call to Summerlene filled in the gaps.’



13. Brenda Lee – Losing You


‘I couldn’t take it anymore. “We’re broken up. Don’t call me, don’t write me.” And with that, I moved past him and started for the front door.

“Everrose!” I heard Vincent’s footsteps behind me. I ran, but not fast enough. He snagged my coat and said, “Everrose, listen. We can stop this.”



14. Bobby Rydell – Forget Him


Before Summerlene set off for home, I secured her cooperation. It was a nasty, sordid business involving a month’s supply of extra-fudge sundaes and the entire rack of Blue Waltz cologne products at the five-and-dime.

“You know I’m only extorting these things out of you because I want to know what the problem is,” she huffed. “I’m your best friend. I think I deserve to know why you’re not going home.”

“Better keep treating me like Santa, then, because I can’t tell you until it’s over.”

“Everrose, seriously—is there a problem? Or a guy? Please don’t turn into one of those girls.”



15. Bobby Darin – Softly As In a Morning Sunrise


‘Above the rim of the ritual space, beyond the stone pillars, the trees that made up Olwen’s forest stood silhouetted by the first pink blush of dawn. They were thin on leaves, and their bare branches were entwined, like lace. As I watched, a small flock of birds alighted upon them, filling the air with their brash, honking cries.

Pushing myself onto my knees, I looked down. Hoary frost covered the cobblestones, but I sat inside a dry circle. A ward of my own, though not the slightest bit magical.

I smiled as the reason for it came back to me. I’d spent the night curled up in Typhon’s arms, nestled into his thick fur. The idea of sleeping outside had intimidated me, but from the time I’d dropped off from sheer exhaustion until only a moment ago, I’d not felt a lick of cold.’



16. Bill Haley and His Comets – Shake, Rattle and Roll


‘The Mayor’s expression remained impassive. “That’s my offer,” he said again. “I give you my word.”

“Your word?” Ebonella made a keening sound that wanted to be a laugh. “By the Founders. What kind of hold does that little tramp have on you, that you would go to such lengths for her? Give your precious word?”

“You are dangerously close to taking a one-way trip through the Ward, Miss Rosu.” As the Mayor spoke, a hot wind rushed past my face. I was unwilling to believe it resulted from the fires.’



17. Connie Francis – My Melancholy Baby



‘“What’s your favorite song?” I asked.

I kept my eyes focused on the glass. Reflected in it, I could make out Mayor Olwen’s desk silhouetted against the enormous fireplace. “Excuse me?”

“What’s your favorite song, if you don’t like modern music?”

The warlock was silent for a bit. “‘My Melancholy Baby.’”

“Never heard of it.”

“That doesn’t surprise me. It’s very old. Older than I am.”’

© 2014 Lia Habel. All rights reserved.

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Mystery Project Post #1 — The Modern Soundtrack Wed, 10 Sep 2014 19:30:38 +0000 Okay, so… that post before? Where I was like, “Sci-fi, coming at you!

I kinda lied. But only because I was mixed-up and shy.

I actually have an entire book… finished. Except for the fact that I’m currently tearing the last three chapters apart. It’s the first in a young adult trilogy, and it’s done. The second two books are plotted. The characters are fresh.

Thing is, it’s very different from the Dearly series. Oh, it’s still My Thing, through and through. Huge fanged beasts, intelligent insects, pretty dresses. But it’s also softer. Sweeter. It doesn’t have as high a body count. And it’s sort of a pet project, more than anything. It is literally a world I invented to escape into while I was going through all of my Fun Brain Stuff. This trilogy is young adult, but the next will likely be new adult. It’s a world I hope to revisit again and again through different eyes, through different times. It’s the first world I’ve drawn detailed maps of and written scads of supplemental material about. It’s been great fun.

I initially thought I would put this series out under a different name. Start from level zero. And I think this decision resulted from the fact that until a few weeks ago, I was still in Seclusion Mode. I didn’t want to put myself out there. I was still in my comfy little cave. I was also scared that if I put it out there, people would wonder why it wasn’t a Dearly book. I have since accepted that, you know, some readers will have that reaction–and that’s fine. That’s valid. I understand. They’re not wrong.

But I think it’s also valid to decide that I shouldn’t stifle myself just because I’m in a different headspace, right now.

And so, this book will likely be coming out before the end of the year. I’m still holding back on the details, but I wanted to share one of its two soundtracks. It’s set in a 50s-inspired universe, and while I have a playlist brimming over with 50s and 60s music (and 30s and 40s music for the series parents), I’ve also been amassing this “modern” playlist. I thought you guys might get a kick out of it.

And so, without further ado:


Because it’s fun, that’s why.


As usual, one of my dad characters is ten times cooler than all the young guys, combined. Got a problem? Call the Mayor.


If you don’t dance to this, something is wrong with your life.


How do we make the most romantic song in the world ten times more romantic? Oh right robes.


Only Postmodern Jukebox is allowed to be Miley Cyrus. The end.


I have a love-hate relationship with this cover. It is spooky as hell, though.


I should’ve saved this song for book two, because it’s perfect for the teen hero. Oh well, here it is!




According to the Mayor, good music died somewhere around ’39. Let’s prove him wrong, shall we?


I LOVE this song for Hannibal, and I love it for the overarching plot of this series I’m working on.


I know these songs have been played to death, but I started writing this book last year and I played them SO MUCH. This is like, if HBO eventually based a show on these books. This would be the season preview.


And a song for the beast-with-a-heart-of-gold. Because that’s how we operate, around here.

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Mr. Grinspoon’s Girls – Hiatus! Sun, 04 Aug 2013 20:33:05 +0000 Grinspoon Combined Banner 400px Big Logo


So, I did a stupid thing.

I wrote too efficiently.

I’d meant to split this “arc” into five episodes, just like the others. (For the record, my instinct is apparently 3000 words a chapter, five episodes a story arc…I love learning about the invisible metrics that govern my mind.) I’d meant to leave us with Fanny Grinspoon as Anastasia’s newfound mentor, Nicholas with his head hanging down a bit, Allen with a new “sister,” and the two ensouled machines tucked safely back in the cottage, ready to resume their education and character development.

And by “leave us,” I mean finish up, and take a necessary break. Because on August 13th, I will be at Authors After Dark in Savannah, Georgia! After some book convention goodness, my schedule has me returning home for precisely one day, after which I’m heading out on a cross-country roadtrip with Beau in order to visit his family.

I won’t be home until sometime in mid-September.

And…Grinspoon is pretty much neatly wrapped up, at this point. The characters are where they need to be, scattered across the playroom floor of my mind. There they will sleep, until I come home and start writing again.

I’ve had great fun writing and performing Grinspoon thus far, and look forward to continuing the story–especially as this hiatus will permit me to pick up at a future plot point when I return, bumping the speed of the narrative up considerably. So, if you’re disappointed, I apologize–but I’ll be back! And the story will really start to ramp up, then, too.

Until then, enjoy the rest of your summer, and stay tuned for more Grinspoon and Dearly announcements in the fall! :D

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Mr. Grinspoon’s Girls — Episode 17 — Truth and Error Mon, 29 Jul 2013 17:00:18 +0000 Grinspoon Combined Banner 400px Big Logo


Welcome back to Grinspoon, where Fanny continues to grow increasingly badass…


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Nicholas Grinspoon’s ensouled machines–Anastasia and Simon–have been discovered. After the two bedraggled robots showed up on her doorstep, his wife, Fanny, quickly took matters into her own hands…securing their safety, repairing them as best she was able. Now she investigates the cottage where they were held, a stone’s throw from her own door, and finally…finally…gets the chance to interrogate her husband.

She learns something about him, in the process.



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The Mr. Grinspoon’s Girls banner and logo were designed by artist Bernardo Garcia. See more of his work here! (Please note that some pictures may border on the risque. View at your own risk.)

The music used in the production of Mr. Grinspoon’s Girls, entitled Persephone, is © 2012 Snowflake. It is used and altered under a Creative Commons Generic Attribution License. Details can be located at Creative Commons, and Snowflake’s work can be found at CCMixter.

The narrated component of Mr. Grinspoon’s Girls is © 2012-2013 Lia Habel. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved.

]]> 0   - Welcome back to Grinspoon, where Fanny continues to grow increasingly badass... -   -   - Nicholas Grinspoon's ensouled machines--Anastasia and Simon--have been discovered. After the two bedraggled robots showed up on her doorstep, his wife,   Welcome back to Grinspoon, where Fanny continues to grow increasingly badass...     Nicholas Grinspoon's ensouled machines--Anastasia and Simon--have been discovered. After the two bedraggled robots showed up on her doorstep, his wife, Fanny, quickly took matters into her own hands...securing their safety, repairing them as best she was able. Now she investigates the cottage where they were held, a stone's throw from her own door, and finally...finally...gets the chance to interrogate her husband. She learns something about him, in the process.       The Mr. Grinspoon’s Girls banner and logo were designed by artist Bernardo Garcia. See more of his work here! (Please note that some pictures may border on the risque. View at your own risk.) The music used in the production of Mr. Grinspoon’s Girls, entitled Persephone, is © 2012 Snowflake. It is used and altered under a Creative Commons Generic Attribution License. Details can be located at Creative Commons, and Snowflake’s work can be found at CCMixter. The narrated component of Mr. Grinspoon’s Girls is © 2012-2013 Lia Habel. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. Lions Full of Honey no 30:26