Welcome Guest ~ Aubrie Dionne
Today we welcome Aubrie Dionne, Sci Fi and Fantasy author. Take it away, Aubrie!
Why don’t you start by telling us about yourself? I’ve lived my whole life in NH. I’m a professional flutist by day, and a writer by night! I love to imagine stories to go along with the music, and my flute students told me I needed to start writing them down. So, here I am today!
Tell us about your writing: How long have you been writing? What genre(s) do you write in? I’ve been writing for about six years. I started writing fantasy, and have branched off into science fiction and a little bit of horror (nothing too graphic-but I do love zombies). My biggest break was when I got my agent after my fourth book, and my three book contract with Entangled Publishing. Since then, my writing has really taken off. I just signed a contract for my YA sci fi book with Inkspell Publishing, and I’m really excited to start publishing more YA.
What made you chose to write your genre in particular? Is there any other genre you’d like to write? And if so, why? I grew up watching the old Star Wars movies over and over again. I could recite any scene from memory. My sister and I used to act them out in the backyard and fight over who got to be Princess Leia! I was also a big fan of Star Trek TNG, and watched every episode for the entire seven year run. I also loved a set of books called: The Secret of the Unicorn Queen. My favorite fantasy movie was The Last Unicorn.
So, it’s not surprising that when I sat down to write, science fiction and fantasy came out!
What do you like most about writing? Least? The most: creating my own worlds, and seeing where my characters go inside them! The worst: The snarky reviewers that tear my work to pieces. Although, my New Year’s resolution was to not let them get to me. Like Taylor Swift says, “People throw rocks at things that shine.”
Any advice for those who want to write? Yes: write a lot. Then, write some more. It took me four books to get an agent. I must have queried 400 agents in that time. I thought I’d write one book and then be famous. But, the reality is a writer’s life never stops. You’re always plotting the next book, and then the next. You have to enjoy the process, because you’ll be doing it for the rest of your life. It’s like practicing an instrument. You never stop playing.
Which is your most popular work in terms of sales? Critical acclaim? Which is your favorite book you’ve written and why? Paradise 21, the first book in the New Dawn series is my bestselling book. I can’t pick a favorite because I love them all so much!
Gemme is a hi-tech matchmaker who pairs the next generation of Lifers aboard the Expedition, a deep space transport vessel destined for Paradise 18. When the identity of her lifemate pops up on her screen, she’s shocked that he’s the achingly gorgeous and highly sought after Lieutenant Miles Brentwood—a man oblivious to her existence. Believing everyone will think she contrived the match, she erases it from the computer’s memory.
Just as comets pummel the ship and destroy the pairing system forever.
With the Expedition disabled, the colonists must crash land on the barren ice world of Tundra 37 where Gemme is reassigned to an exploratory mission, led by Lieutenant Brentwood. Only in the frozen tundra does she understand the shape of his heart and why the computer has entwined their destinies.
I’m losing her.
Abysme guides the vessel in silence, her blind eyes rolling as she senses our course, two hundred years away from Paradise 18. She’s scattered her thoughts among the stars, and her mind drifts farther from the sister I once knew. I fear the machine has engulfed her individuality. She’s forgotten the meaning of our goal, the oath we took three centuries ago. Most of all, she’s forgotten me, creating an emptiness inside me more profound than the desolation surrounding us.
If I had my arms, I’d reach out to comfort her and usher her back from the black abyss spread before us. As children, I kept her alive through the destruction, signing us up for the Expedition and winning two tickets off Old Earth before it succumbed to hell. But can I save her now?
I send impulses through my brainwaves and into the ship. Bysme, do you hear me?
Unlike her, I have one operating eye and can see the control chamber we hang from. Twisting my head, I search her features. Her skeletal face twitches. She writhes and the wires holding her in place stretch taut. I wonder what I’ve done to us, the shock of our disembodiment jolting me. Every input hole drilled into my skull snakes with activity. The ship surges through me, a vast intranet of information, names, status charts, and infinite trajectories. If I couldn’t feel the cold, regulated air on the remnants of my torso, I’d be lost in the machine too. I remind myself of our mission and the perseverance flows into my veins.
She doesn’t respond and the fear wells up from within me. Can I guide the ship alone? I realize I’ve left her at the helm for too long while I drifted into memories.
Status of Beta Prime? Bysme speaks in monotone computer speech as she turns to the corner of the main control deck where the orb glistens, tempting us with the mysteries hidden in the cosmic swirls within its core. Sometimes, I wish we’d blasted the ball off the hull after its tendrils attached to the outer frame instead of recovering it for study. We’ve guarded it for so long, Project Beta Prime has become part of us, yet we’re further than ever from unlocking its secrets. All I know is the insistence of my memories, like ghosts that refused to be ignored.
Unchanged. The weight of my voice in our mindspeak reflects my disappointment. Like everything else.
Bysme falls silent, and I scan the systems searching for answers that aren’t there.
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Thanks for having me here today!