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Being published has led to the requisite notifying of former teachers — the ones who encouraged me to follow my childhood dream of being a writer, the ones who taught me to write, the ones who had a major impact on me as a person and who I grew up to be.

Now, I have *really* been tempted at times to send a former (mis)guidance counselor a copy of my book signed with “suck it”, but well, that would be a waste of a perfectly good  copy, right?

I can trace my goal of wanting to be a published author back to the third grade (though my mom says it goes back earlier.) I distinctly remember wanting to write books that you could buy in book stores. (Most specifically, Changing Hands Bookstore, the bookstore I literally spent most of my youth in.)

There was nothing quite like my third grade teacher coming to my book signing for INNOCENT DARKNESS in my hometown (yes, at Changing Hands bookstore. Talk about childhood dream fulfilment.)  He told me he always thought of me as a wordsmith, and that where his students had grown up to be many things, I was his first author.

Then…one of my high school English teachers came to another book event I did in my hometown several months later. I had three really amazing English teachers and was able to track down two of them. This particular one…well, he was probably the toughest teacher I had in high school. And the one I learned the most from (though I don’t think I realized it until graduate school). I had him for math, for Honors Sophomore English, then he “retired” from teaching to be the head library, and I was his TA my senior year. Talk about a Renaissance Man.

We talked, he bought my book, I very nervously signed it (To “Mr.” of course, I just can’t bring myself to call him by his first name), part of me hoping he never actually read it. Not only is there kissing in it (and who wants their high school English teacher to read that), but he was a tough grader. That inner-fifteen-year-old feared it wouldn’t be worthy of an “A.”

“This book is all your fault,” I told him, trying to get over my nervousness. Was everything grammatically correct? Had we found all the errors? Did I use parallel structure properly?

He looked at me, in that English teacher way. “How so?”

I told him.

It was sophomore year. I was reading a lot of romance novels, mostly because there wasn’t the YA selection when I was a teen that there is now.  I can’t quite remember what we were doing in English. I think we may have been reading Encounters with the Archdruid or perhaps it was Plutarch.  Either way, it wasn’t nearly as interesting as what I was reading. (I think it was a pirate romance novel.) So, I did what I’d done many, many times over the years, even though I knew it was wrong.

I read my book under my desk instead of paying attention.

This time, he took it away from me.  After class he told me that romance novels were “garbage.” If I was going to read garbage, then I should read good garbage. He gave me a Piers Anthony novel (I think it was Ogre, Ogre.)

I’d read fantasy before, but this started a period of about a decade where I only read good garbage Science Fiction and High Fantasy. I laughed at all the puns in the world of Xanth, went into space with Sassinak, flew dragons in Pern, wished I lived on Darkover, traveled with a space suit, and went to many, many far off places. I read books that later I’d learn were “Steampunk” and became obsessed with faeries and fairy tales. This binge of SciFi and Fantasy really impacted me as a person and a writer.

It also left me terrified of romance novels.

No, seriously.

In hindsight, I think he was joking, but as a young teen, I really took it to heart.

When I began writing seriously in 2007, it took me well over a year to work up the nerve to join my local chapter of the Romance Writers of America. It took me longer to actually buy (and read) a romance novel without feeling like a traitor to the cause. It took me even longer to acknowledge the fact that I liked writing romance.  Romance mixed with Fantasy, SciFi, Paranormal, or all of the above.

In many ways, The Aether Chronicles series in a culmination of those events. There’s SciFi, Fantasy, and a dash of romance, (okay, maybe more than a dash), all rolled up in a YA book. I’m not sure I ever would have written that (or anything else I write), without that particular set of experiences. Experiences set into motion by my high school English teacher.

When I told my teacher, he nodded. “I’d totally forgotten about that.”

But he seemed to smile in a way that meant that perhaps he liked the idea of a book being his fault.

He didn’t make it to my signing for CHARMED VENGEANCE. But he did send me a very nice email, wishing he could come. He also told me that he’d really enjoyed INNOCENT DARKNESS and to let him know if I’d like to hear his thoughts.

Part of me went ‘Yes, please” wondering what he’d think of my strange little book.

Then I remembered what I tough grader he was.

Nevertheless, I’m glad he read it–and, where I’d been really mad that day in high school, now I’m glad he took that book. Otherwise, who knows what stories I’d be writing now.


Suzanne Lazear is the author of the Aether Chronicles Series (YA Steampunk Faeries). Innocent Darkness and Charmed vengeance are out now. Learn more about the series on the series website.



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When I wrote INNOCENT DARKNESS I wanted to create my own fairytale, not Steampunk an existing one. So, I built my own.

Innocent_DarknessI took a few classic fairytale elements, ones we find in many, many classic fairytales such as wishes gone wrong, bad bargains, huntsman, and evil queens.

I added in faery lore, which is different from fiarytales. This is the lore of the faeries (I used mostly Irish faery lore). Things such as never thank a faery. Oaks are often faery trees. The types of flowers faeries like. Never eat faery food.

Then, I blended in Steampunk. Flying cars. Hoverboards. Air ships. Air pirates.

I also added a dash of litterary references and quite a bit of research on the Victorian era.

In this world I added my characters — Noli Braddock, James and Steven “V” Darrow, Queen Tiana, Kevighn. Then, I braided everything together to create INNOCENT DARKNESS and the upcoming sequel CHARMED VENGEANCE.

Charmed Vengeance 1INNOCENT DARKNESS takes place mostly in the Otherworld (faerie), where CHARMED VENGEANCE takes place mostly in the mortal realm and is filled with air ships and air pirates (Yes, we meet Jeff, Noli’s brother the air pirate, I hope you like him.)

Here’s a quick video I made on how I combined fairytale elements with faery lore and steampunk to form the world of the Aether Chronicles book. (Mostly, it’s on the fairytale parts).


I’m having a read-along of INNOCENT DARKNESS  to help you get ready for CHARMED VENGEANCE’s release. There are lots of prizes.

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Suzanne Lazear is the author of the Aether Chronicles series. INNOCENT DARKNESS is out now. CHARMED VENGEANCE releases 8-8-13. Learn more about the series at www.aetherchronicles.com

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The INNOCENT DARKNESS read-along starts today! Join in the fun!

Someone asked me to talk about the Steampunk fashion in INNOCENT DARKNESS. So, here it is.

Is there something you want to know about writing, steampunk, or the AETHER CHRONICLES books? Tell me on my facebook page!

Suzanne Lazear is the author of the AETHER CHRONICLES series. INNOCENT DARKNESS (book #1) is out now. CHARMED VENGEANCE (book #2) releases 8-8-13. Learn more about the Aether Chronicles on the series website.

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Since CHARMED VENGEANCE releases 8-8-13, I’ve been trying to make more (awkward) videos. Here’s me talking about INNOCENT DARKNESS.

Also, there are copies of CHARMED VENGEANCE up for grabs on Goodreads. You should enter.

Haven’t read INNOCENT DARKNESS yet, or perhaps you’d like to read it again? Join the INNOCENT DARKNESS read-along! (There are prizes.)

Have a great week, everyone.

Suzanne Lazear is the author of the YA Fairytale Series The Aether Chronicles. INNOCENT DARKNESS is out now. CHARMED VENGEANCE releases 8-8-13. Learn more about the series at www.aetherchronicles.com

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Happy Christmas Eve. Here’s a special winter story I wrote about V, Noli, and James.



Snow Day

(An Aether Chronicles Story)

© 2012 Suzanne Lazear

 Author’s note: This takes place the December before INNOCENT DARKNESS.

Noli frowned as she dusted the parlor, which looked…tired no matter how much she cleaned, fluffed or polished.

Christmas decorations! That was what the house needed. Perhaps this year they weren’t having a house full of guests or going to Grandfather Montgomery’s in Boston, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t be festive.

Too bad her older brother Jeffrey wasn’t here to share it with them.

Or Father.

Father. A lump formed in her throat. Father had loved Christmas, getting down the decorations and putting them up himself instead of letting the servants do it. They’d even drive into the mountains to collect greenery and cut down a Christmas tree. The day would finish with a stop to play in the snow, building snowmen, and having snowball fights and a picnic with hot coco.

Yes, greenery. That would be perfect—and they’d need a tree, since many of the decorations were ornaments. Mama hadn’t mentioned a tree, but this was a busy time for her dress shop, making dresses for all the holiday balls and parties.

Dusting the picture on the wall of her father, she frowned. How would she get greenery? That could be another reason why her mother hadn’t mentioned it. The bit of money Noli had been saving was for a present for her mother and a proper—if tiny—Christmas dinner. This year she didn’t even have a present for her best friend V, other than a rose she was growing for him in the tiny greenhouse her father had built her long ago before he’d disappeared.

A plan formed in her mind. V’s father was still out of town and her mother was working in the dress shop until dark. Yes. It was time for a snow day.

She went upstairs and changed into her warmest clothes—flannel petticoats, a red wool day dress, winter boots, and a matching red cape and bonnet. They were getting snug; she’d grown since last winter.

In the rag-bag downstairs, she found an old scarf. In it she wrapped some large buttons from her mother’s sewing box and a carrot, and put it in a basket along with some rope and a burlap sack.

There wasn’t much in the cupboards for a picnic—some jam sandwiches and apples. They didn’t even have the makings for hot coco, but perhaps V did.

On the kitchen table she left a scribbled note for her mother that she was with V. Going out into her backyard, she added her goggles and aviator’s cap to her basket. If they were taking V’s father’s auto they she’d need that.


Opening her father’s battered toolbox, which she kept hidden in the back shed, she took out two small handsaws and put them in the basket as well. They’d need them to cut down the greenery and tree.

Noli climbed through the loose board in the fence and knocked on the back door.  When no one answered, she cracked open the door. Good, they were home.

“V? V are you home?” she called.

There was a patter of feet and Elise, V’s little sister looked up at her with big blue eyes, blonde hair in ringlets.

“Hi, Elise, is V home?” Noli came all the way into the Darrow’s warm kitchen. Her nose twitched. Someone had been baking, either the housekeeper who came during the day to cook and clean or Quinn, the Darrow children’s live-in tutor.

“Yes, he’s upstairs.” Elise looked Noli up and down. “Are you going on an adventure? May I go? Please? You never let me go.” Her lower lip jutted out in a pout. Crumbs covered the white pinafore of her pink ruffled dress.

No. Her going with them wasn’t an option. Their adventures often wound up with them getting in trouble. Mr. Darrow would be quite cross if their mischief caused any harm to little Elise.

Noli thought for a moment, trying to think of something to appease her. “What if I allow you to use my tree house while we’re gone? It’s a lovely day to play outside.”

Her father had helped her and V build a tree house in her backyard. She and V used it, though now for studying and inventing than playing.

“I can?” Elise’ pale face lit up. “Oh, I’ll have a tea party in your tree house with my dolls. Quinn made cookies today.”

So that’s what smelled so good—and covered Elise’s dress.

“Yes, that sounds perfect. I’ll go find V,” she replied. He was probably studying.

Just like she’d thought, Noli found her best friend, Steven Darrow, hunched over his desk in his bedroom, reading some archaic tome. His idea of a good time.

“Hi, V, let’s go on an adventure.” Noli leaned against the door. Where she liked books, on a beautiful Los Angeles December day they needed to be outdoors having fun, not reading.

V turned around to face her. Golden spectacles rimmed eyes green as oak leaves, his blond hair never quite lay flat.  “I’m studying.”

“Don’t be a fussy old bodger. It’s Saturday. Please? I can’t do this without you. I need you to drive,” she pleaded. V was a year older than her and possessed an operator’s license. Where she was an ace driver, not only did she not hold an operator’s license, or even a permit, she’d been expressly forbidden from driving Mr. Darrow’s auto.

“Where are we going?” He closed his book and stood.

Relief flooded her, good, he’d go. “Put on some warm clothes, because today we’re having a snow day.”


The roofless red and gold enameled steam-powered auto sitting in front of the Darrow residence was a few years old, but top of the line. V started up the engine and climbed in, little puffs of smoke curling from the hood.

Noli pulled out her aviators cap and some goggles from the picnic basket on her lap. She stuffed her wild chestnut curls into the cap so they wouldn’t get unruly on their drive. One set of brass goggles went over her head to keep the bugs from flying into her eyes, the other she handed to V.

“Thanks.” He pulled them on over his spectacles, which made for a comical effect.

“Wait for me!” James came running out the front door, a muffler and wooly gloves in his hand. The knit cap on his head clashed with his winter coat.

V looked to Noli. “Do you mind?”

“No.” She shook her head. “He has to sit in the back, though.” James, V’s brother, was about a year younger than her and often accompanied them on their adventures.

James hopped into the back and they took off.

“Where are we going?” James asked. “Why are we taking the auto and not our hoverboards?”

“We’re going to the mountains—you can’t bring back a Christmas tree on a hoverboard,” Noli replied. Hoverboard were tiny things, you couldn’t even carry two people without becoming unbalanced.

They made the drive into the mountains, which James made annoying by serenading them with dirty versions of holiday carols.

“James,” V scolded as he drove up the mountain road. “There’s a lady present.”

“Where? All I see is Noli?” James grinned.

Noli rolled his eyes. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to eat the picnic all by myself.”

Quinn had graciously added cookies, coco, and a number of other delicious things to their basket.

Finally, they arrived at their destination. It was hard to believe they were in California and not back east, everything white with a fresh dusting of snow, making it look like confection sugar had been sprinkled over the landscape.

If only the trees were made of colored marzipan. Her stomach rumbled at the thought.

Holding out her arms and spinning around in the snow, she tilted her head toward the sky and breathed in the scent of pine.

When she stopped, she looked at the buys, her vision swimming. “Should we get tree and greenery first and then have a picnic in the snow?”

A snowball hit her in the face, smearing everything not covered by her goggles with icy wetness.

“James Darrow, I’ll get you for that.” Noli formed a snowball and threw it at James, who ducked behind the auto, causing it to hit a tree instead.

She glanced at V, who nodded and pointed to a small arsenal of snowballs he’d already made.

“James?” Steven called, a grin playing on his lips. “Why don’t we have lunch first? Would you set out the blanket for me? It’s in the auto”

“Sure,” he replied. As soon as James emerged from his hiding spot, she and V pelted him with snowballs, one after the other.

James didn’t give up easily and soon all three of them were covered in snow, laughing so hard their sides hurt.

“Help me.” Noli rolled a ball of snow for the base of the snowman.

James and V helped and soon they had a small snowman with branches for arms, button eyes, a carrot nose, V’s red muffler, and James rather ugly kitted cap.

Noli stood back. “He’s missing something. Ah, I know.”

Taking the hat off the snowman, she put it back atop James’ dark blonde curls. She had to stand on her tiptoes, since even though he was younger, he stood taller than V.

She put her aviator‘s cap on the snowman’s head and her goggles on his face. “Perfect.”

“Hey, Noli.” James threw a snowball at her.

Noli fell backward into the snow to miss it and made a snow angel, moving her arms and legs to make the wings and dress.

V stood above her, all bundled up in a new winter coat, a smart dark wool cap pulled over his messy hair. “Noli, I’ve set out the blanket. But it’s it going to get wet in the snow.”

“I don’t see why that’s a problem?” Already her kidskin gloves were soaked from their fight, but who cared? It’s not as if they got to see snow often.

They sat down to their picnic. Since they hadn’t packed any cups or plates so they used their fingers and handkerchiefs and passed around the thermos of hot coco, which was now lukewarm, but tasty nevertheless.

As they ate and packed up, V gazed up at the grey sky then checked his pocket watch. “We should get going. It looks like it might snow, and either way, I don’t want to drive that mountain pass in the dark.”

“I can drive,” Noli replied. After all, the auto had lamps. “We still need to get greenery and a tree.”

“We have a tree,” James shrugged.

“I don’t.” Noli fished the rope and sack out of the basket. “I’ll gather the greenery, you two get the tree.”

James grabbed the sack from her hand. “I’ll get the greenery, you get the tree. I don’t suppose you brought shears or a saw.”

Shears. She knew she’d forgotten something. “Of course I have a saw, what sort of tinker do you take me for?”

James took one saw and the bag and went into the trees to find greenery. She and V set off to find a tree.

“This one,” Noli called as she stood in front of a majestic pine.

V came up beside her. “Noli, how are we going to tie a ten-foot tree to my father’s auto?”

She thought for a moment, tapping her chin with her finger. “We could saw it in half, then when I get home I could rig an aperture to put them back together.”

“What about this? Driving with this one tied to the auto will be challenge enough. Father’s auto was meant for show, not carrying things.” The pine V gestured to was much smaller, about as tall as Noli, but just as full and green as the other.

“I can drive if you want me to.” Noli surveyed the tree. It wasn’t as grand at their usual tree, but it would work.  “This will work.”

The cut down the tree, which took some work with such a small saw, carried it to the car, and tied it to the auto.

Taking a step back, V frowned. “It’ll be hard to see behind me.”

“I can drive,” she offered again. He was such a fussy old bodger sometimes.

“That’s all right. I’m going to make sure all the knots are tight. The last thing I want is for it to fall off while we’re driving. Why don’t you find James?” V bent over to check the knots.

Noli walked in the direction James had gone. “James? We’re getting ready to go, where are you?”

“Up here. Catch!”

Mistletoe fell out of the tree. Noli caught it and examined the plant in her hands. “What’s this for?”

“Your kissing bough.” James jumped down from the tree. “That’s why we’re here, right? So you can have the greenery to make one?”

A kissing bough was a sphere made of wire and greenery, festooned with ribbons, and hung with nuts, apples, and oranges. Ribbons attached mistletoe just below the sphere and the entire thing was hung from the ceiling. If you were caught standing under it, anyone could kiss you as forfeit.

Plenty of ladies—and men—tried to use it as a means to steal a kiss from someone they fancied.

Noli put the mistletoe in the burlap sack at the base of the tree and shoved it at James. “And who would I be wanting to kiss?”

Given her family’s status as “fallen gentry” she had no suitors.

Not that she cared. Her plan was to go to the university and become a botanist. Besides, other than V and James, society boys were boring.

James grinned, slinging the sack over his shoulder as if he were Saint Nicolas himself. “You could kiss V. I think that fussy old bodger needs shaken up.”

“And why would I do that?” It wasn’t that she was adverse to the idea of kissing V, but he had other girls to kiss—ones with money, beautiful gowns, and fine manners. Mr. Darrow might tolerate them being friends, but he’d never permit them to court.

Not that V was interested in courting anyone.

They loaded the sack into the car, took their things off their snowman, and drove back to Los Angeles, James singing more dirty carols.

It was dark by the time they pulled in front of her house. Even in the dark it looked more worn than the other houses. The windows were dark, but that didn’t mean someone wasn’t home. It was too expensive to run the gas lamps much.

The door flew open and her mother stormed out. “Magnolia Montgomery Braddock where have you been?”

V got out of the car. “My apologies for getting us home so late, Mrs. Braddock. May I carry this into your parlor?” He gestured to the tree tied to the back of the car.

Mama’s blue eyes widened, a pale, dainty hand going to her lips in surprise. “You got us a tree?”

“Surprise.” Noli held up a sack. “And greenery. We drove all the way to the mountains, too. Will you help us put it up? Maybe we can put carols on the musigraph?”

“I’d love to. Oh, your father…” Her eyes grew misty.

“I know, Mama, I know.” Just the thought made her wish he were here. Now he could wage a snowball war like nobody’s business.

Noli put her goggles atop her cap, and grabbed the picnic basket out of the auto. They all headed up the steps. Her mother carried the basket, she carried the sack, and James and V followed, carrying the tree.

“I’m afraid I don’t have anything to make hot coco, but Quinn just brought over a lovely pie. Shall I brew some tea and we can have tea and pie and decorate and listen to carols?” Mama’s face suddenly seemed less tired.

What had been a fun day just became perfect.

Noli grinned as they entered the house. “Thanks, Mama, I think after that drive we could all use a warm drink. James, you put the carols on the musigraph in the parlor, V and I will go get the ornaments.”

The End

Suzanne Lazear is author of the Aether Chronicles series, YA fairytale steampunk. INNOCENT DARKNESS, book 1, is out now from Flux. CHARMED VENGEANCE, book 2, will be out in 2013.







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I wrote this for I Read to Relax but I wanted to share it with you all.

Also, don’t forget to join me, Seleste DeLaney, and Cindy Spencer Pape on Friday at 6 pm PST for #steampunkchat on twitter.

Steampunk’s Place in YA’s Future

By Suzanne Lazear

Young Adult books push boundaries. That’s what many teens do, why shouldn’t some books do the same? When someone says “you can’t do that in YA”, much like a teen, it juts out its jaw, meets the challenger’s gaze defiantly, and mutters “watch me.”

Steampunk, by its very definition is respectfully defiant. Its roots in innovation (and rebellion), Steampunk, especially as a written genre, is constantly changing, discovering, seeing if it is possible to go places no Steampunk has gone before.

That’s partially why all of these discussions on what Steampunk isn’t or shouldn’t be irk me. To me, this seems adverse to the very ideals of Steampunk itself. Sure, like all genres, there are establishing parameters, but Steampunk, like YA, is a genre grounded in exploration. Perhaps we should focus more on what Steampunk is. After all, we do that in YA, focusing on all the great and wonderful things the genre is instead of nitpicking and compartmentalizing.

So much about the very nature of Steampunk (rebellion, identity, hope, innovation, adventure) lend itself quite naturally to young adult stories. YA steampunk writers aren’t afraid to stretch the limits, borrowing and mashing up genres until perhaps it’s not even steampunk anymore yet still has that spark and spirit that make steampunk such an attractive genre to writers. My book, INNOCENT DARKNESS, is “fairytale steampunk”, a mashup of faeries, fairytales, and steampunk. Jay Kristoff’s upcoming novel STORMDANCER is set in Japan, and SHADOW AND BONE, by Leigh Bardugo is what she coins “Tsarpunk.”

I foresee Steampunk and Steampunkian tales (or those with Steampunkatude) as becoming a mainstay of YA. Because both genres have similar guiding principles. Because in both genres, when someone says “you can’t do that”, we say “why not?”

Because YA and Steampunk is.

Suzanne Lazear writes steampunk tales for teens. They have faeries in them. Her debut novel, INNOCENT DARKNESS, book one of The Aether Chronicles, is now out from Flux. Visit her personal blog for more adventures.

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So…it’s here.  My fairytale steampunk young adult novel INNOCENT DARKNESS hits shelves Wednesday.  Then it will be officially “in the wild” which is exciting and terrifying all at the same time.

It’s actually already appearing in people’s mailboxes and in bookstores. (If you see it, would you mind Facebooking or tweeting it? If you let me know I’ll send you a bookplate. I’m going to be having a photo contest on my personal blog, so you can win more stuff there, too)


Cute right?

So…who wants to win some prizes?  You know, like these?

So one grand prize winner will win a  fifteen dollar GC to Amazon, B&N OR the Book Depository + Zoe Archer’s SKIES OF FIRE and Nico Rosso’s NIGHT OF FIRE (both from the Ether chronicle series, because series that have “eather” or “aether” in them are awesome) + some buttons & swag in an INNOCENT DARKNESS tote bag.

Four other winners will each win one book + buttons + swag  (Karina Cooper’s LURE OF THE WICKED (signed), Dave Freer’s CUTTLEFISH, THE CLOCKWORK THREE by Matthew J. Kirbyand Kassy Tayler’s ASHES OF TWILIGHT (signed ARC).)

So, what do you have to do? We’re having a caption contest. Write your own caption to the sleeping baby with the book picture (Picture A) and post it in the comments below (or you can send me your altered version at suzannelazear (@)yahool

Or you could write a caption to photo B

Or Photo C

or Photo D

Don’t forget to tell us which photo the caption is for! Keep them clean please! Open internationally. Contest ends August 19th at 11:59 PM pst. One entry per person per photo please (so a max of four entries.)

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INNOCENT DARKNESS is full of literary references. Also, V and Noli like to read and discuss books. In celebration of their love of books and INNOCENT DARKNESS’ upcoming release, we’re going to have a Literary Reference Photo Scavenger Hunt.

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, will be to seek out the books and poems on the list and take pictures of them.  Each eligible photo will win you one entry – so, the more books you find on the list, the more entries you can get. Also, we have some slightly harder bonus items. These earn you not only a regular entry, but an entry for a special prize.


Grand Prize: An annotated copy of INNOCENT DARKNESS and Noli’s leather bracelet (from the cover) and a pair of goggles

1st prize: A signed and doodled copy of INNOCENT DARKNESS and Noli’s necklace

2nd prize: A signed copy of INNOCENT DARKNESS and the brass key from the secret garden at Findlay house

3rd-5th places: Captain Jules’ Extraordinary Telescope ring (from Think Geek) + INNOCENT DARKNESS goodies


1)      Must be 13 or over to enter, if you’re under 18 please have your parent’s permission.

2)      Open Internationally, however, if the titles are not in English, please make sure I can see them in the picture so I can validate the entry.

3)      Limit one entry per person per book.

4)      Books can come from your home library, school library, book store, ect, – but please be courteous and if you’re in the book store, be very careful and you should probably buy a little something while you’re there.

5)      Books need to be paper copies, because as awesome as e-books are, they don’t exist in Noli’s world.

6)      People who work in bookstores and libraries are still eligible to enter, because you’re awesome.

7)      Each picture needs to have a book and a “marker” to be valid – this is very important because this makes your entry unique. Basically, something needs to be in the photo with the book. You could be the marker, it could be a stuffed animal, your hand (though it should be different from other hands – colored polish, a ring, etc), it could be a table or a vase of flowers or a funky hat, or a gear, whatever you want.  In fact, there will be a “Missy’s Choice” prize for most unique marker. You don’t have to have the same marker in every picture, feel free to shake it up.

8)      Email pictures to suzannelazear (@) yahoo with “scavenger hunt” in the subject. Please tell me your name as you’d want it announced if you win and make sure I have a valid email to contact you at. You can send the pictures one at a time or all together. If it’s for a bonus contest, please let me know. By sending me the pictures, you’re giving me the right to post my favorites.

9)      You don’t have to send me two pictures for the “oldest copy” contest, if you follow the instructions, you’ll be entered into the bonus contest and receive a regular entry.

10)  Contest ends July 24th, 2012 at 11:59 PM PST. Winners will be chosen at random from eligible entries unless otherwise stated.  Bonus prizes may not be awarded there are no eligible entries. Winners and awesome entries will be posted at http://www.suzannelazear.com

Book List:

Are you ready?  Remember, you don’t have to find them all, but the more you find the more chances you have to win:

Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

“Fairies in the Wood” by Mother Goose (poem)  “Fairies in the Wood” by Mother Goose (poem) (Also called “My Mother Said” and “Pixies in the Wood”)

“Goblin Market” by Christina Rossetti (poem)

Great Expectations by Charles Dickens

“The Hosting of the Sidhe” by William Butler Yeats (poem)

Household Tales by Brothers Grimm

Nicomachean Ethics by Aristotle

“The Stolen Child” by William Butler Yeats (poem)

Stories of Hans Christian Andersen by Hans Christian Andersen

Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll

Bonus Contests:

These are super hard, but you’ll be entered for a chance to win an additional awesome prize. Make sure you ask permission before handling or taking photos of really old books—especially if you’re in an antique bookstore or library archive. To be entered in the special bonus content, your picture must include the publication date (and I need to be able to read it, also you still need to have a “marker” in these pictures for it to be eligible).

1)      A copy of Harper’s Bazaar from 1901 or before (can be a reprint or reproduction) – this gets you entry to win a steampunk fascinator and a steampunk nail polish.

2)      A botany book originally published before 1895 (the book you’re taking a picture of can be a reprint, but it must have first been issued before 1895) – this gets you an entry to win a Steampunk Wrist Monocular from Think Geek.

3)      The oldest copy of “Goblin Market” will win will a pair of goggles.

4)      The oldest copy of Nicomachean Ethics will win an aviator cap.

Missy’s Choice award for best marker – Missy (my daughter) will choose her favorite marker from all the pictures and award a prize of her choosing. Everyone is automatically entered into this special contest.

Good luck! Have questions? Email me. Suzannelazear @ yahoo

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I’m still chugging away on the sequel to INNOCENT DARKNESS which is due at the end of the month.  I’m getting really good feedback from my betas.  It’s not perfect, but for the most part it’s coming together.  It seems that one of the most common bits of feedback is that I’m rushing through descriptions, so I’ll have to pay special attention to that (while not going off the deep end and compensating with too many) as I get this ready for my Editor.

Since INNOCENT DARKNESS releases in six months I’m going to start doing a giveaway each month.  This month the prize is a tiara and some cupcake stickers.  To win all you have to do is like my facebook page.  If you’ve all ready liked my page you’re all ready entered.  Contest ends Feb 29, 2012.

Also, my steampunk panel has been picked up for RWA 2012 conference in Anaheim, so I’ll be there with bustles on.

Suzanne Lazear writes steampunk tales for teens.  Her debut novel, INNOCENT DARKNESS, book one of The Aether Chronicles, releases August 2012 from Flux. Visit her personal blog for more adventures.

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My apologies for getting this up today instead of Monday.

My week was….well, it was okay. I had hoped to reach 50k by the 20th and didn’t. I’m just not getting the time and the words just aren’t coming as quick as I’ve reached the point in my sequel where I no longer know exactly what’s going to happen next in the story. 

I’m a puzzler, a strange combo of a pantser and plotter as I try to fit everything. Often I’ll know specific points I need to hit in a story but won’t know how I’m going to get there.  I have an outline but it’s bare bones and I’m unhappy with it. I have had a lot of surprises this week as I write including the appearance of automatons, an airship detour, and a visit to a museum. (I like it when my stories surprise me).   A lot of what I’ve been writing is skeleton and I know I’m going to have to go back and do research and change a lot of my cities and destinations and fix all those [insert proper name here] brackets I’ve been leaving myself so I don’t lose valuable writing time to look things up.   I’ve never written quite like this before and I’m not sure I like it, but I’m just not getting in the writing time, so every moment counts. 

Some of the big challenges I’ve had in the past week are that some POVs (I have three) are just more fun to write than others, so I may drag in one section because I’d rather write in another. (Sorry, I just can’t skip around and write the fun scenes first, I just don’t work like that.) Also, keeping the three timelines straight  is *hard*. I really hope they all meet up soon.

Wordcount for the week:

Day 14 762
Day 15 1774
Day 16 2419
Day 17 2577
Day 18 705
Day 19 1167
Day 20 1417

Week total: 47,192

So, how are you doing? What have been your challenges this week?


Suzanne Lazear writes steampunk tales for teens.  Her debut novel, INNOCENT DARKNESS, book one of The Aether Chronicles, releases August 2012 from Flux. Visit her personal blog for more adventures.

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I am so excited to share my big news with you.  My debut YA Steampunk Dark Fairytale, INNOCENT DARKNESS, book 1 of THE AETHER CHRONICLES has a cover!!!

I’m really happy with it, the team at Flux did an incredible job. 

The book comes out 8-8-12.  It’s not available for pre-order yet, but you can add it to your shelf on Goodreads.  If you want to hear the latest news, get sneak peaks, and enter contests you can sign up for my occasional non-spammy newsletter here

I’m also having a contest on my personal blog.  Come on over for a chance to win the necklace from the book (you know you want it). 

What do you think about the cover? 

Suzanne Lazear writes steampunk tales for teens.  Her debut novel, INNOCENT DARKNESS, book one of The Aether Chronicles, releases August 2012 from Flux. Visit her personal blog for more adventures.

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Someone recently asked me about my forthcoming novel Innocent Darkness and a) whether or not I plotted it out and b) why I chose Steampunk.

Oddly enough Innocent Darkness wasn’t originally Steampunk. It was originally set in present day Sylmar, California. It was the first story where I had actually plotted out the entire story, on paper before I ever wrote it. (Granted, by plotted I mean I had a four page summary from start to finish so i wouldn’t forget my ideas).

I’d been really wanting to write a Steampunk YA and but was having trouble thinking of ideas. So, I thought about the ideas I had in development and went “hmmm, I bet I could Steampunk that.”

I got the idea of Noli’s flying car and started working out basic details in my head, since Steampunking the story changed a lot of things right off the bat. Then, I sat down and began to write, trying to follow my basic story, but make it Steampunk as I wrote.

I already had a working knowledge of Steampunk and had read a few Steampunk books. Still, I did a lot of research as I went along, because every Steampunk world is unique and I needed to decide what elements worked for my story.

Flying cars, evil headmistresses, and opium dens all seemed to easily find their way into the story. These elements help to bring out the “Steampunkyness” of the story. Steampunk is also all about the gadgets, so I had to create my technology as I went along, in addition to creating the “rules” of the world that any paranormal romance or urban fantasy has.

It’s always fun to bring in familiar Steampunk archetypes–air pirates, mad scientists, inventors, etc). But the trick to making your story fresh is to give it your own twist.

Steampunk can take place anything, anywhere. Instead of modern day, it now took place in an alternate version of Victorian California. I had to create an explanation as to why there were now flying cars and different technology. Every alternate history has some sort of reason as to why it differentiates from our own.

The Victorian elements were fun to add and a lot of them simply fell into place–others I had to really search for and think about to find something that was just right. Googling Victorian torture methods gives you interesting results.

I’m a pantser by nature, but I didn’t find operating with this basic outline to be stifling because I used it as a guideline, not a template. It wasn’t detailed so there was a lot of room to add twists, turns, and even surprise characters. A major character from the outline never “appeared” in Steampunked version, but a new, very vibrant character very naturally took her place and had her own interesting quirks and back story. I discovered a main character had a dark and painful past and a character I hoped to include never made it past a mention or two (hopefully he’ll make the next book.)

It was an interesting experience for me, working from an outline that was very modern and adding the Steampunk elements as I went along. The basic plot and the main characters are the same, but two stories are wildly different. One thing I did like was when I got stuck I got go “where am I in the outline?” and figure out how I was going to get there. If i found something didn’t work, I simply changed it.

I don’t think I’ll ever be a hard-core plotter. But it was a fun experiment.

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Color me embarrassed, but I forgot to announce some winners.

…drum roll please…


Congratulations, you’ve all won a copy of Steampunk Tales Magazine.  Please contact me at suzannelazear (@) hotmail to claim your prize.

I have a few more copies to give away, so if you want a copy of issue 6 of Steampunk Tales let me know in the comment box and I’ll give them away until they’re gone.

I also have some amazing news.   My Steampunk dark fairytale for young adults,  Innocent Darkness, has sold. It’ll be published by the awesome folks at Flux and right now is slated to hit the shelves in the first half of 2012. The whole crazy tale of how I managed to sell a book and land an agent is here if you care to read it. Nevertheless, it’s very exciting to me. 2012 seems so far away, but I’m sure it’ll pass by in a blink.

Now, this is a movie I’d like to see, even if it’s in French. It’s deliciously Streampunk and based on an old comic book.

Have a great week everyone, and please keep those guest suggestions coming!

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