I’ve been visited by the angel this morning. Fallen Angels. And they like my work. Hmm…Fallen Angels. Now there’s an idea.
Read more at Fallen Angel Reviews
A notible date
Mark your calendars. I’m told people have and use such things, though here in the space between places where everyone’s story passes through at least once, it’s difficult to mark time. Days blend and merge slipping from one to the next. Sometimes I realise the sky has grown dark and night has fallen, when others remind me to eat or when I must sleep. The sun surprised me the other day. I needed ink and looked up to be blinded by the unexpected bright ball in the sky. We’ve not seen it for so long here, we’d pretty much forgotten its existence.
But I’m getting off track. The time is passing and on May 25th, one of those stories, those tales of someone’s life, that I caught the threads of and put down on paper goes out into the world for anyone to read. So please…pay a visit. Drop by Aphrodite’s temple where one man’s hedonistic pursuit of the thing he loves may lead him to a future he never expected.
You see…Davin’s definitely not allowed to fall in love with the man behind the alabaster mask… but I hope he does, and that the readers do too.
An Agile Man is coming to Razor’s Edge.
An acceptance
The ravens have been flying again. An Agile Man, a m/m title, will be coming later this year to Razor’s Edge.
A Missive
A missive came the other day from the human realm. One of those documents they call a contract. I read it, signed it, sent it on its way. As soon as it returns, signed by ‘M’, I will have news.
I sometimes feel the mysterious ‘M’ would keep me within these walls scribbling away at all hours of the day and night if she had her way. I’ve no doubt mistakenly led you to believe I am a prisoner within this place where the torture implements are made of feathers so black they gleam purple and blue along the edges, but I entered here of free will. The ink is my blood, the words intricate mechanisms to hold fast the padlocks. Only writing spreads the words, at once strengthening them but sending them on their way, spreading them around, wearing down the wards that keep me here. It’s a good thing there’s a dungeon master for I might forget to eat and drink if he did not attend me.
The moon is full and I wait for the carrier pigeon to return. It will bring my contract, and the ravens will dine — this makes all of us happy.
Far too silent
Although this website is primarily intended for news on work, in progress, accepted, or released, I’m well aware of being far too silent. Truth is, I’ve had my head down. Not where the dungeon master would like it. I threatened should he come anywhere near me while I was creating I would poke in the eye with this sharp quill of mine. He still hasn’t decided what I am, or whether he’s interested, but I’m fine with that. I’m not sure of myself some days, and he’s not my type. I think his father must have been a troll…or maybe that was his mother. I’ve not spoken to ‘M’ for a while. She’s my editor over at Razor Edge’s. I must send her something soon, before she sends me something…to torment me when I try to snatch a little time for sleeping.
Available now from Razor’s Edge: Staked
They’ve let me out long enough to share my news.
Prepare to meet the sharper end of romance:
Razor’s Edge Press
A Changeling Press LLC Imprint
Title: Staked
Author: Rayven Renshaw
ISBN: 978-1-60521-918-9
Word Count: 5K
Page Count: 19
Price: $1.99
Release Date: January 20, 2012
Editor: Margaret Riley
Copy Editor: Pat Sager
Line Editor: Lacey Savage
Cover Artist: Marteeka Karland
Genres: Erotic Short Story, Paranormal
Themes: Vampires
Carmel and Abraham have been locked in a deadly game for more centuries than they care to remember. Finally, Abraham has the vampire just where he wants her… and much to Carmel’s surprise, she discovers she’s dying for him.
Purchase STAKED
Latest news on Staked
What? Oh…you’re here. Yes, I have news. I’m very pleased to announced that I have an anticipated release date for the 21st January 2012. And ‘Staked’ is now listed in Titles. Well, fine, it looks kind of lonely, but isolation isn’t a bad thing in the world I come from. The silence and solitude helps one create.Stakedis my first and only title writing as Rayven. There will be more, I promise…as soon as my jailors remove these handcuffs. I’m sure my editor will be able to convince them. She was so delighted with the work, and I hope my audience is, too. I’m not used to conversing much in public so you’ll just have to read my stories.
Introducing Me, Myself and I
My name is Rayven Renshaw, and I’m a widely published, multi-genre author. That’s in this dimension. In all other plains of existence, I like to hover in your peripheral vision, hide in shadow and crawl beneath your bed, but only to spice your reading and make you throw back the covers rather than hide beneath them.
