September 2015 e-Newsletter
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Fall in Love

Hot Shade Pulled Chalvaren Rising
Hot Shade
Erotic nights will bleed into dangerous days & nowhere will be safe from the heat for a young reporter & her mysterious source. learn more
Pulled
Two powerful men, one pregnant woman and a heart-wrenching choice that will alter their futures forever. learn more
Chalvaren Rising
Chalvaren’s warrior prince & his dragon-riding wizardess battle evil to free their elven kingdom. learn more
A Noble Deception Burning Sage Wild Island Winds
A Noble Deception
Forced to marry, a knight & an earl’s daughter intend an annulment as soon as the earl dies. Deception is never simple & passion once flamed is impossible to ignore. learn more
Burning Sage
A brilliant scientist meets an immortal prince & will face believing in fate, magic & most of all, love. learn more
Wild Island Winds
The king of the man-whores is living in a prison disguised as a tropical paradise. He’s about to be set free by an intrepid, beautiful & dangerous private investigator. learn more
Love Wins - The Diversity Contest

New stories that are novella - novel length (40,000 – 95,000 words)

The H/H must be ethnically diverse and/or LGBTQ+

All submissions for the contest must be received no later than midnight, California time, February 14th 2016. Please put Love Wins in the subject line of the submission, and send the submission to: Submissions@BoroughsPublishingGroup.com

The winner will be announced on May 14th 2016.

GRAND PRIZE - A round-trip ticket from anywhere in the continental United States to San Diego, California for the Romance Writers of America National Conference, July 13th – 16th 2016, for which the GRAND PRIZE WINNER'S registration will be paid.

Plus, there will be up to three PLACED PRIZES based on the quality of the submission.

All WINNERS will receive a contract with Boroughs Publishing Group for their winning submission.

Boroughs About Town
(& Country)

Tampa Bay Times Festival of Reading

Saturday, October 24th 2015

140 Seventh Avenue South
Bayboro Harbor, St. Petersburg

E-Musements

A short monthly piece to show what's happening in the editor-in-chief's brain...and in his office. Besides reading. Lots of reading.

A Slippery Slope

Chris KeeslarKids love to climb up slides, and not just the ladder part. As the parent of a toddler I’m seeing this from a new perspective. I am suddenly aware of not only the medical implications but also the sociological ones.

I’m something of a “lawful” personality, to use a throwback term from my RPG’ing days, so I’ve taught my daughter to be not just careful of her grip when attempting such a maneuver but to give the right-of-way to those coming down. I do not enforce my personal views upon others, though, so I sometimes wonder, watching other kids and their parents, if I’m crippling Fleur with too much “civilization.”

So. In terms of writing. Children who wander up the slide and hang out there despite a line at the top. Parents of infants who seem to know no time limit when using the swings in a crowded playground. Backstabbers, the overly mercenary, gossips and snobs. How can we love them—sometimes more than the righteous?

Fantasy fulfillment, obviously. All of us feel the pull of the self, a desire to believe our needs and the needs of our loved ones trump the needs of everyone else in every situation; indeed, this is a core ideological question with as many answers as answerers. But no matter where we are on the spectrum, there’s always someone a little farther down the way, and sometimes - usually when we ourselves don’t have a horse in the race - we like to live vicariously through them.

When we’re writing these characters, though, we need to hedge our bets - at least if we’re looking for a positive reader reaction. We are more likely to attach to a character who is heroic in all but one characteristic - one either justified by a supremely dark back story or situation, or if the character shows personal insight greater than those around him - a sort of charismatic aura of being-true-to-oneself that shines light upon the hypocrisy around him.

We love seeing those unshackled by the dangers of socialization, especially when we can empathize fully with their plight. This is why it’s such a crime if Han doesn’t shoot first, or Jack T. Colton doesn’t steal the map from Joan Wilder.

But this all goes out the window when the kid running up the slide knocks your daughter backward and to the ground. It’s the difference between an antihero and a villain.

Voices

Where you get to hear the people who make publishing–and Boroughs especially–what it is.

Inspired!

Short pieces by our authors

Tamara LushTamara Lush That Girl

I’ve always liked the sexy books.

I was that girl in high school, the one who had the stash of racy paperbacks. This was long before the Internet, of course. Since I spent my teen years in a small New England village, it wasn’t as though more explicit novels were easy to find. Especially for a girl without a car, and with a feminist, hippie mother.

Erica Jong’s Fear of Flying, Anne Rampling (Anne Rice’s) Exit to Eden and Jackie Collins’ Chances (RIP, dear, glamorous Jackie) were all passed around my circle of girlfriends with glee.

My mother knew exactly what I was reading, of course. She’d roll her eyes at the paperbacks and grumble that I wasn’t reading “the classics.” She had no problem with me reading about romance or sex, but she didn’t want me reading about “weak women” who “catered to a man.”

She didn’t know that many romances are about strong women making good choices. Sadly, she never gave the stories a chance. I guess reading romance was my way of rebelling against my very liberal mom. But she ultimately defended my reading choices. One day, my friend’s conservative and religious mother approached mine with a worried look.

“Your daughter is reading some very inappropriate novels for her age,” the woman told my mother.

Mom shrugged. “Well, at least she’s reading.”

Hot ShadeNow that I’ve written a romance novel of my own, I only wish my mother was alive to read it. She died in November of 2001. She was proud to see my byline in newspapers around the country because of my journalism, but she never saw my name on a book.

I thought of her constantly while writing Hot Shade, mostly because my heroine, Skylar Shaw, lost her mother at an early age. Skylar had a complicated relationship with her own mother, promising her that she’d make something of her life and not “cater to a man.”

And while my book is full of sexy interactions between Skylar and Luca, the hero, the real story is a coming-of-age tale about a young woman who learns to live the life that’s right for her, not the life she promised to live for someone else.

Isn’t that what Romance is about?

Veronica BaleVeronica Bale Alba - Gràdh Geal Mo Chridhe

You may not be surprised to learn that Scotland is in my blood. I am descended from the distinguished Clan Colquhoun. My ancestors hail from Luss, a village on the banks of Loch Lomond that are as bonnie as the folk song proclaims them to be. I have walked the Royal Mile, gazed in wonder at Edinburgh Castle, and climbed the Cairngorm Mountains. For me, there is nothing more moving than the mournful cry of the pipes, nothing more commanding than the beat of the bhodrun.

For years, Scotland has captured readers’ collective imagination. This bold, stunning land, with its long and bloody history, has inspired an entire sub-genre of Romance; and the Highland hero is notorious for making readers go weak – all over.

Long before the movie Braveheart highlighted the gritty, harsh world of the red-blooded Celt, fans of Romance have been losing their heads over those rugged men in kilts. They are men forged by a land that is as brutal as it is beautiful. With its emerald peaks that thrust upwards into a slate-gray sky, and undulating swells of heathered hills, Scotland is where our heroes’ hearts lie.

A Noble Deception When I write, I aim to bring Scotland’s unparalleled majesty to the page, and I try to emulate all that is Scotland in my heroes. My Highlander is unyielding in the face of storms. He is as legendary for his bravery and loyalty as he is rugged and captivating. And when his lady love manages to tame him, he shows us that beneath his hardened exterior, there is an unexpected gentleness in his nature.

The essence of the Highland heroes we Romance lovers lose our hearts to embody all that is Scotland.

Deena RemielDeena Remiel Romancing the Author

I’ve always been a rather imaginative, romantic sort. As a sickly child, there wasn’t much more I could do other than concoct fantastical worlds in my mind and play pretend. I watched a lot of movies, too. Cinderella, Snow White, and Sleeping Beauty introduced me to the world of romance. I learned that helpless, down-on-their-luck women could wish for true love and handsome princes would save them from despair, whisk them away to their castles, and live happily ever after. I imagined being one of those princesses, and my prince would be the pop star crush of the moment.

Burning Sage As a teenager, I entered into a love affair with Romance novels. I loved escaping into their exotic worlds with larger-than-life heroes that saved me, I mean the heroine, from peril. At night, I’d sit at my bedroom window on the third floor of our house and dream of my prince scaling the brick wall to rescue me from evil parents, and a life of drudgery. But alas, it never happened. There was no prince, no knight in shining armor, but there were a slew of boys I had crushes on that left my love unrequited. I started questioning the lessons I’d learned about true love and romance. It was the time in my life when I realized the difference between fantasy and realistic wishes.

Now, it is many years later; I’m married and have two teenage girls. I’m still an avid Romance reader, and now a Romance writer. Why Romance? Despite learning that life would not imitate fairytales, I still believe in happy endings. I still believe that everyone has a soul mate. But, I also believe in strong heroines who are able to save their heroes right back. For me, it doesn’t get more romantic than that.