Miles and the Magic Flute, available now
My fourth novel (!!!!!) is available for purchase now in both ebook and print.
When the forest behind a Minnesota pawn shop turns out to be the doorway into a faerie paradise, Miles Larson doesn't see any reason to complain. He's bankrupt, single, and living in a trailer in his backwoods hometown after being laid off from his big city job: he could use a little downtime in a homoerotic dreamland.
But Miles soon learns that in the faerie world, nothing is quite as simple as it seems. The beautiful faerie man who has captured Miles's heart might also be after Miles's soul. The frightening beast who chases him through the forest is actually a noble-hearted human under a terrible curse. And at the center of it all is the deathly beautiful Lord of Dreams, a faerie so powerful that if Miles so much as looks at his face, he will be lost in dreamland forever.
The only hope for Miles's escape is a magic flute, an enchanted instrument that holds the answer to the faerie lord's defeat. But even if Miles is smart and strong enough to wield it, will he dare? When the cold light of truth dawns, if there is no reality beneath the love he's found in the faerie realm, Miles will have to return to his own world-alone.
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This one is a little darker. It's a romance, several of them, actually, but to me it's more complicated than that. I wrote it in October while I waited for NaNoWriMo to start, then revised it all spring. It definitely got colored by the return severe onset of the chronic pain, so I thanked the pain in the acknowledgments. Which I admit is weird. But it was important.
Now, I am buying paperbacks again, but if they come in time for Pride (please, God, let them come in time for Pride), I'm going to hold off on all of them but Libby's and the Goodreads giveaway. (The book is dedicated to libby_drew.) Well, and Sue's. And I'm very sure I'll have extra and plenty of them. If you show up at Des Moines Pride this weekend, Saturday night or Sunday, I will be there, and I will have books. If I don't have Miles, I will first cry, and then I will just take orders. And then, god yes, I will sell them direct to any soul who will send it to me paypal.
I keep wanting to talk more about what Miles means to me, but I think I'd spoil it. What I will say is that I get to the end, every time I read it through for proofing and editing and have to stop and go gather myself. I'm fairly sure I'm one of the few people who will have that reaction. It was a catharsis to write. But I definitely feel odd about this one going out into the world, odder than usual.
In other news: I'm probably going to have to change my handle on here. The title of my blog will always be The Amazon Iowan, but it's about time I was heidiculilnan as a user name so people know who the hell I am. I already did the change on Twitter and broke Dan's heart, but hey, it's business. I'm dragging my feet a little here, but soon, yes, It will be heidicullinan.
I think that's it. Buy books, watch for a name change, live long and prosper.
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