I’ve got a lot to show you today. There’s a peek inside The Lost and Broken Realm and a giveaway!
But first, a special guest post by Chris M. Arnone
The Lost and Broken Realm: Character Soundtrack
Let me start by saying that this was the most difficult and fun thing I did for the entire blog tour. Choosing one song for each of the main characters and several ancillary ones was a challenge, to say the least. Trying to relate one deep, complex piece of art to a deep, complex character is no easy task. There is no perfect song for each character, let alone one that tracks the progression a character takes. Nevertheless, after hours of listening, choosing, consulting with my wife (my alpha reader), and changing my mind, here’s the character soundtrack for The Lost and Broken Realm.
Gabriel: Where the Streets Have No Name by U2 This song is a bit nail-on-head, but it’s appropriate. Gabriel is lost in a world of broken and forgotten people, creatures, and locations. The song is about running, hiding, and it’s about heartbreak. This is Gabriel throughout most of the book.
Reece: Seven Devils by Florence + The Machine Reece is a young woman who’s been pushed and pulled around her entire life. She seems like this harmless little thing, but there’s a fire in her yearning to get out. She’s a woman who feels like she’s been used for her entire life. When that happens, the good guys and the bad guys start to look the same, all like devils.
Anansi: I’ll Follow You by Shinedown This song has a double meaning for Anansi. On the surface, it appears he’s following Gabriel and Reece throughout this journey and maybe leading some of the way. What it really points to is Anansi’s unerring loyalty to Luna, his partner, in particular. She’s the reason for everything he does, she’s what drives him. It’s not Gabriel or Reece that he would follow “to the eye of the storm,” but his one life-long love.
Zhiyan: Survivalism by Nine Inch Nails Zhiyan is a neo-Victorian. He’s a wasp and he plays both sides of the conflict in The Lost and Broken Realm toward one end: his own survival. He’ll wave the flag for the vile Emperor in one hand while aiding the resistance with the other. It’s hard to see if Zhiyan can value anyone’s priorities over his own.
Duke Wilhelm: Welcome to the Family by Avenged Sevenfold Duke Wilhelm is the slimiest, most vile person in The Lost and Broken Realm. Above all else, he craves power. This song is really indicative of the relationship between Wilhelm and Reece as he toys with and leverages her. Wilhelm always has something that people value, but he always has a steep price, too.
Flash: Glory by Hollywood Undead Flash is actually a bit character in The Lost and Broken Realm. He’s the top lieutenant for Wilhelm and only appears a couple of brief times, but his affect on the story is immediate in both instances. This song gives a bit more insight into his character and his motivations that I wasn’t able to put in the book.
The Emperor: Peacemaker by Green Day Don’t be fooled by the song’s name. The legendary punk band from California gave this song an ironic name, because the lyrics describe a person who wants anything but peace. Greed and gluttony drive the Emperor. He wants it all and he doesn’t want anyone else to have it. He will do anything to make that happen and maintain that status quo.
Amabilis: Fireflies by Owl City Amabilis is the last Fae queen. She is a creature of beauty, humility, joy, and light. That she can retain her composure and her brightness on the brink of her people’s extinction is a testament to her remarkable character.
Marigold: Don’t Worry ‘Bout Me by Billie Holiday Marigold has been like a mother to Reece for a long time. Why did the resistance give over such a precious charge to this apparently frail old woman? She’s self-sufficient and far stronger than she looks. In times of crisis, she doesn’t turn to her neighbors for help; they turn to her.
Bonus Track
Darkness: I Have Friends in Holy Spaces by Panic! at the Disco Okay, maybe one of these songs was really perfect for the character. Read the book. Listen to the song. Laugh with me. Saying much more would spoil the book.
Care to give it a listen? I’ve saved the playlist on Spotify for all to enjoy. The Lost and Broken Realm
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The Lost and Broken Realm Things Forgotten
Book 1
Chris M. Arnone
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Genre: Contemporary Fantasy
ISBN: 9780991397907 / ISBN: 9781311266194 / ASIN: B00HEOMU6M
Number of pages: 325 print / approx 299 ebook / Word Count: 103,000
Cover Artist: Cassandra Whitney
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Book Description:
Gabriel Drake had royally fouled up his life. Before his wife died, he was wealthy, respected, and loved. He pissed away the small fortune he and his wife built, drove away his friends, alienated his family, and even took a few precarious steps on the wrong side of the law. He lost his way. The world had forgotten the man he was, and then a head-on collision between his Jeep and a tree changed everything. Death would have been easier. Instead, he’s woken up in a strange place where all the lost and forgotten things and people of our world go to rest. The laws of physics seem to be driven more by magic than logic. Cats fly and talk into his mind. He’s in a place where real power has been trampled under the foot of a maniacal emperor, and Gabriel alone has the power to free these forgotten people from the emperor’s iron grip. Which will Gabriel save: these lost and broken people, or his own shattered life?
Excerpt from Chapter 16:
The expansive cave was filled with statues. Gabriel was immediately reminded of the terracotta army in China, row after row of warriors guarding the tombs of ancient Chinese emperors, but these weren’t warriors. They weren’t distinctly Chinese, either. They were cyclopean; that was the first thing Gabriel noticed. Rather than two equally distanced eyes, each statue had one large eye right above the nose.
Unlike those Chinese statues, these weren’t uniform, either. Different bodies, faces, attire, genders, and ages of Cyclops made up the horde of stone figures. Dread began to creep back up Gabriel’s spine as he saw something they all had in common other than their lack of depth perception: every carved face was locked eternally in an expression of fear. Stout warriors crouched, hiding their faces. Women with horrified looks stood guarding their children. Gabriel wondered what foul mind could have sculpted such horrors over and over again.
“What is this?” Gabriel asked in a hush, frightened voice.
“I don’t know. I’ve never even heard of this place,” Anansi responded. For the first time since Gabriel had met the manticore, he heard and felt doubt and fear coming from the creature. Zhiyan kept staring at the ground, impassive, as Finkle Prime led him along.
“Who is here?” said a voice from the darkness. It sounded like a young woman, with a bright, luscious voice. Something was amiss with it, though Gabriel couldn’t figure out exactly what.
“Who is that?” Gabriel asked Anansi.
“I asked you first, mortal,” The voice said playfully. Gabriel realized what was wrong. The ‘s’ sounds were extended, like Cobra Commander in G.I. Joe, or like a snake using a human voice. Gabriel couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. It wasn’t in his head. He’d heard enough telepathy to know the difference, but this woman’s voice seemed to bounce and echo around the cave and off the statues that filled it.
“Gabriel. My name is Gabriel. Who are you?” He asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
“Gabriel. So kind of you to visit. No one comes to visit anymore. Zhiyan, he keeps them from me. Now here he is, marching to his death, how fitting,” She said happily.
“Prime, halt,” Gabriel said. The big clockwork man stopped and Gabriel saw Zhiyan with his head still bowed, but his eyes were closed tightly and a small smile crept over his face.
“Oh, shit,” Anansi said, suddenly angry. “Zhiyan, if we live through this, I hope the council draws and quarters your giant ass.”
“What is it?” Gabriel asked nervously.
“Ptolema. Eldest and most vicious of the Gorgon sisters,” Zhiyan finally said, still holding his eyes closed tightly and smiling wryly.
“Gorgons? Monsters like Medusa?” Gabriel asked, half in disbelief, half in growing panic. His mind raced. He tried to think of Medusa’s sisters, but the monster didn’t give him time to remember them.
“What do you know of my sister? She was no monster. She was a sweet, innocent girl. Raped and then villainized. No, she was no monster,” Ptolema said, her voice smooth as silk.
“Don’t look her in the eyes!” Anansi suddenly screamed telepathically. He almost didn’t say it in time.
“I am the monster,” She said, her voice dripping with venom. Out of the corner of his eye, Gabriel saw a woman come out of the shadows and into view. One moment later, and he would have looked at her squarely. Instead, he looked several feet to the side of her, taking in her form using his peripheral vision. She was tall as a man, a bit taller than Gabriel from what he could tell, and she wore a ragged red dress that came almost to the ground. Rather than legs, Gabriel saw a mass of writhing snakes skimming along the ground. She tried to dart directly into Gabriel’s view, faster than he expected, but he dropped his eyes fully to the ground. Her arms gleamed a brilliant, shining gold color, and reflected light from Prime’s shoulder lamps all around the cave. Gabriel wondered if her hair was made of venomous snakes like the stories told, but he didn’t chance looking up near her face.
“Why do you look away, Gabriel? Why do you not meet my gaze? Am I not beautiful?” Ptolema asked, almost pouting.
“No thanks. I’d rather not turn to stone today,” Gabriel said, his voice shaking. He remembered the stories of Medusa, how she turned men to stone with her gaze, and how Perseus destroyed her with a mirrored shield.
“There are worse ways to die,” Ptolema said, all the playfulness, seduction, and beauty suddenly gone from her voice. She was deadly serious. And then she was moving. She was fast, so much faster than Gabriel could have imagined. He leapt out of her way, but only just in time. He felt the wind move past him and smelled her, a waft of rotting flesh and dry snakeskin.
Gabriel scrabbled along the cave floor to get away from the horrifying woman. Tiny snake heads snapped at the air behind his heels. He looked all around for something, anything to fight with, to hide behind, anything.
“Oh, get up, little man. Die on your feet,” Ptolema balked, and then laughed at him, but only briefly. A massive shadow suddenly came over Gabriel, blocking out the light from Prime’s lamps. Fearful of looking up, he looked around and saw a massive paw, like one belonging to a lion that was three times larger than it should have been. A deafening roar filled his ears and Gabriel crawled out from under the creature, seemingly unnoticed. It was almost a giant lion, except it had two equally huge red feathered wings and the tail of a scorpion, its stinger poised to strike some thirty feet up in the air.
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About the Author:
Chris grew up in Independence, MO. He attended college at Truman State University where he pursued his loves of theater, music, and the written word. Now, he makes his home in Kansas City, MO with his wife Christy and their four cats. Aside from writing feverishly, he is an avid supporter of the Kansas City burlesque, performance, and arts communities. He is an occasional emcee, outspoken supporter of LGBTQ equality, and King of the Nerds. No, you didn’t vote for him; that’s why he’s king, not president.
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