Bronze Gods Blog Tour

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April 30th – The Nocturnal Library
May 1st – Heidi @ Rainy Day Ramblings
May 2nd – Jenny @ Supernatural Snark
May 3rd – Mary @ Book Swarm
May 6th – Melissa @ Books and Things
May 7th – Kimberly @ Caffeinated Reviewer

I’m excited to announce that these fine bloggers will be hosting us (Andres and me) for the Bronze Gods tour. You won’t want to miss this, readers. We’re not doing interviews. We’re not doing guest posts. Instead, you’ll get a sneak peek at the personal correspondence between our hero and heroine, Janus Mikani and Celeste Ritsuko. This will be almost like a short epistolary story enriching the sexual tension present in Bronze Gods. Since these notes are sequential, you’ll want to start at The Nocturnal Library and check in at all the blog stops so you don’t miss any of the banter.

But that’s not all. We’ll also be including sample pages from the inspectors’s case files. If it’s bizarre or entertaining, we’ll pull it out of the archives and dust it off for your amusement. There may also be giveaways.

I hope you’re as excited as we are about this! And many thanks to the lovely, generous bloggers who agreed to take part with special appreciation for Maja who organized it all and Jenny who made this lovely banner!

See you on April 30th.

Anniversary recap

So Mérida was magical. No lie. It’s the most romantic city in Mexico so far as I am concerned. It’s not a tourist town, and since it’s not directly on the ocean, it retains its historic, colonial charm. However, Progreso Beach is only half an hour away, so this is more enticing than Cancun. All the tropical goodness, none of the tourists.

Onward to anniversary goodness.

First, we had a long, luxurious couples massage en suite. Then we went down to a private candlelight dinner under the stars on the patio. The meal was sumptuous: asparagus salad with pears and apple vinaigrette, baked salmon encrusted with mushroom, wild rice in celery sauce with grilled zucchini on the side, finished with a mango mandarin custard and accompanied by my favorite sparkling wine.

Conversation was lovely, and we had a private trio of musicians, two guitarists and a cellist, who sang to us while we ate. They offered classic Spanish love songs, including Besame Mucho, which Andres used to sing to me. He sang it on our anniversary, too. I cried more than once; I was so awed and overwhelmed.

I ran upstairs to drop off the chocolate bouquet in our hotel room and to check on the kids. They were fine with a movie and room service, so off we went to an incredibly romantic carriage ride, the first I’ve ever taken. The night was balmy and warm with a tropical breeze. Andres and I cuddled and talked, kissed and nuzzled. It was the perfect anniversary. I can’t imagine how he’ll top it next year, but he says he has plans.

To finish this post, here’s a little slideshow, though it doesn’t really capture just how wonderful the night was. But it’s one I’ll remember forever. Hope you enjoy the glimpse.

Five more books incoming!

Here’s the full scoop, if you wanted to know more. Thanks to Kady Cross for the informational hookup.

Sci-Fi/Fantasy
Author of Grimspace and Aftermath, Ann Aguirre’s new trilogy, pitched as Prison Break in space — on a prison ship filled with warring factions, hostile territories and savage retribution, only the strong survive, to Anne Sowards at Ace, in a three-book deal, for publication in beginning Fall 2013, by Laura Bradford at Bradford Literary Agency (World English). Translation: Taryn Fagerness at the Taryn Fagerness Agency

Ann Aguirre & Andres Aguirre writing as A.A. Aguirre’s BRONZE GODS, a steampunk fantasy wrapped around a whodunit, where gaslight detectives solve ritual slayings and magic is a shameful secret, to Anne Sowards at Ace, in a two-book deal, by Laura Bradford at Bradford Literary Agency (World English). Translation: Taryn Fagerness at the Taryn Fagerness Agency

Happy anniversary: a love letter

Dear Andres:

If anyone had asked me whether we’d last this long, many years ago, I don’t know what my answer would’ve been. We loved; we leaped. Over the course of our time together, we’ve put each other through a lot. Harsh words, regrettable actions, but we always cleave to one another and offer forgiveness. If that’s not love, I don’t know what is.

I joke that my life turned into a Harlequin plot quite unexpectedly, and that’s certainly true in that you are my hero. By going to work every day, you make it possible for me to live my dream, being with you and the kids and writing my books. I am, quite possibly, the luckiest woman on the face of the planet. I know I can be difficult because I spend so much time in my own head, but whenever I come out of that dreamworld, I always find you waiting for me, and that means more than you can imagine. I appreciate you. I cherish you. Your faith in me buoys me up and makes me want to do better, be better and stronger than I ever imagined I could.

You bring me red and ivory roses for no particular reason. Sometimes you come home with Starbucks in hand, even though I know traffic is killer, and you hate the commute. But you do it for love, for your family, and because you’re a good man. I should say “thank you” more.

To be honest, I don’t believe in soul mates. I think people can make it work, if they try hard enough, if they keep fighting toward each other, make compromises, and remember why they wanted to be with this person in the first place. You? You fell in love with my writing, first. You were my first fan. The first person who believed I could do this. And you have believed all the way, all along, even when I had all but lost hope. You kept me strong, kept me believing in my dream. And even when I was ready to give up on myself, you weren’t. You’ve never given up on me, even when I didn’t think I was worth it. You’ve stood by me through fire and flood, an international move, and more. Though I don’t believe in soul mates, you are the one, the only one, with whom I want to share this journey. I want you beside me always.

For you, on our anniversary, a poem by Sara Teasdale:

It will not change now
After so many years;
Life has not broken it
With parting or tears;
Death will not alter it,
It will live on
In all my songs for you
When I am gone.

Happy anniversary, my love.

–Ann