Would You Change Anything About Your Book?
As an author, I’ve often been asked if there is anything I would change about my published books, if given the chance.
I would have to say yes regarding every book or every piece of writing I’ve ever done. It seems no matter how many times I read one of my stories, I always find something I’d like to change. There is always a section I would like to rework, a description I would like to add or sentences I would delete.
My latest release, Blow by Blow, went through countless changes between the first draft and final publication. The basic plot and characters remained the same, but the story went through name changes, additions and many rewrites before I finally submitted it to Siren. The editor assigned to me there improved the manuscript while understanding and respecting the story I wanted to tell about Valentin and Theo.
Would I change anything about Blow by Blow now? I’m sure I’d find something because that’s how I’ll always feel about anything I write, but I am pleased with the story and through all the changes I got to know Valentin and Theo well. I lived with them for quite a while and it was so much fun having them reveal themselves to me as I worked on the book.
I thoroughly enjoyed writing Blow by Blow and I hope readers enjoy the book as well!
Blow by Blow
by Kate Hill
A hunky former heavyweight champ and an ass-kicking beauty fight for their lives and their love in a futuristic world of MMA.
Theo “Little Raven” Fisker, is a bantamweight with attitude who plans to make a name for himself in the Radical Warrior Tournament, a prestigious mixed martial arts event. The problem is no team will sign a male fighter who walks out in silver and pink with nail polish to match, until he meets Master Jesse.
Impressed by Theo’s talent, Jesse welcomes him onto his up and coming team. Fists and sparks fly when Theo meets gorgeous Valentin Merrickson. Theo draws Valentin out of his protective armor and sparks hope for a life the tough heavyweight never imagined possible. Their love grows, but threats from extremists and an injury that ends Valentin’s career in the cage might tear them apart.
“I spilled an entire tray,” Theo said, raising his eyes to the heavens. Waiting tables wasn’t exactly the cake walk he’d expected.
“Nobody’s perfect,” Valentin said.
Theo turned to him, his gaze sweeping him from head to toe, and said, “I’m not so sure about that, Sunshine.”
Valentin’s expression turned stony. “Why do you keep calling me that?”
“Because just looking at you is enough to brighten anyone’s day.” The words left Theo’s mouth before he could stop them. That had always been one of his biggest problems. A thought popped into his head and he had to say it. He rarely considered the consequences.
“Ohhh.” Liz smiled and glanced at Valentin. “Now that’s a line I need to remember.”
Valentin glowered and finished his drink quickly.
“Should you be drinking while you’re training?” Theo asked. “We have a tournament coming up at the end of the month.”
“It’s water with lemon in it, not that it’s any of your business,” Valentin said, but his faint smile belied his rude tone.
“Just thinking about the team,” Theo said, deliberately using a flirty look. He removed his apron with the words Panoramic View embroidered across it in silver and embellished with a black skull.
“Nice belt.” Valentin nodded toward Theo’s waist. “Looks almost like a chain whip.”
Theo glanced toward Liz, who stood at the other end of the bar. He wasn’t sure how his new boss would feel if she knew the dual uses of his attire. He probably shouldn’t even admit this to Valentin, but he said softly, “It is. My father was an artist–a martial artist–and he made jewelry as a hobby. He liked finding ways of making weapons fashionable.” Theo gestured toward his belt.
“What else does he make?”
“He’s dead,” Theo said quietly. Though his father had been dead for years, thinking about his loss still hurt.
“I’m sorry,” Valentin said. “That belt must be pretty special to you.”
“It is.” Theo sighed. “I really need to catch the bus and get to sleep.”
“Not yet, but I’m working on it. I used a rental to drive here, but I returned it yesterday.”
“Want a ride?”
“Didn’t you just get here?”
Valentin shrugged. “I’m done with my drink and I’m in training, too. Ready to go?”
Narrowing his eyes, Theo considered the offer. Just sitting next to Valentin in a car, smelling his cologne, would be enough to make him horny all night. This guy would not be good for his training. Why did he have to join a team that had the most gorgeous man in the universe as its heavyweight champion?
“I’m ready. Just let me get my bag.”
“Right here.” Liz, who had approached, picked up his black bag from behind the counter and handed it to him.
Theo took it from her.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed a news headline on the widescreen TV above the bar.
“Hey, Liz,” said one of the waitresses, stepping behind the bar to turn up the volume.
“The Spellman Hill Vigilante strikes again.”
Theo listened to a brief report about two guys who had been knocked unconscious by a helmeted figure while attempting to mug a woman on her way home from work the previous night.
“Spellman Hill Vigilante?” Theo asked.
“Yeah. Over the past year or so a guy in a black helmet has been on the streets stopping crime in and around Spellman Hill. He seems to focus on crimes against the gay community, but not always,” said the waitress. “A few of his victims claim he attacked them at random, but I’m not so sure. Cops don’t like him for obvious reasons, but I feel a little safer knowing he’s around.”
“I wish the news would stop sensationalizing this guy,” Liz said, shaking her head.
“Hey, in a way he’s a hero,” Valentin said.
Liz raised her eyes to heaven. “Just as long as he doesn’t try to be a ‘hero’ near my club. If you ask me he’s just a wacko.”
After saying good night, Theo and Valentin walked out of the club together. Valentin was more than a head taller than Theo, so even with his high-heeled black boots Theo needed to look up to him. He kind of liked it. Hell, he loved it.
Outside they climbed into Valentin’s sleek black sports car. It probably cost more than Theo had made fighting over the past couple of years. Still Valentin could probably afford it with little stress. He’d done well in his career and Theo had read several articles in sports magazines that mentioned Valentin’s wise business investments.
Smiling, Theo stretched his long legs and leaned back in the leather seat. “I could get used to this.”
“I know what you mean,” Valentin said under his breath. His blue gaze lingered on Theo’s legs and crotch.
“Are you flirting with me, Sunshine?”
“Why not? You’ve been doing it all day.”
Always a fan of romance and the paranormal, Kate Hill started writing over twenty years ago for pleasure. Her first story, a short erotic vampire tale, was accepted for publication in 1996. Since then she has sold over one hundred short stories, novellas and novels.
When she’s not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out and spending time with her family and pets. Kate also writes under the pen name Saloni Quinby. She enjoys hearing from readers and she can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Visit her online at http://www.kate-hill.com.