Friday, 29 July 2011


Today I have one of my favourite people with me.  Sue Brown is not only a brilllliant writer (see four 'ls' on purpose) she is also one of my greatest friends and one of the nicest people I know.  Sue kindly agreed to answer a few questions for me on her latest release, The Lord's Tale, Book Three in The Fitzwarren Inheritance Trilogy.  Book One is The Soldier's Tale by RJ Scott and Book Two is the Psychic's Tale by Chris Quinton.  I adore Sue's writing style and the way she weaves her tale through the relationships of her characters and I think everybody should read all three books :)  But enough of my waffling...let's get started ;

Thanks for answering some questions for me, Sue.  

1.                  So who is Sue Brown?

Chocolate addicted, black coffee swilling female, who is a M/M romance writer and a Christian. Passionate about both. Looking for like-minded individuals willing to talk for hours about the most angsty situations for my boys. Oh, must come with own netbook. I don’t share.

    2.         The Lord’s Tale is the final part of The Fitzwarren Inheritance Trilogy.  How did you,
                R J Scott and Chris Quinton come up with the idea?

Chris and RJ came up with the ideas. Aren’t they magnificent? Chris is amazing when she gets going on the curses. I was so deep in university work the two ladies developed the whole idea.

3.                  Did you fight over who would go first, or did you agree the order between yourselves?

It was a simple decision for me. I was writing my dissertation at the time so I wanted to go last. I thought it would be easiest. Hah!

     4.         Was it difficult to build and develop your characters while remembering that you had
                 To break the Fitzwarren curse?

Hell yes! I could have written twice the amount just to give my boys more time. It was a good exercise in concise writing.

     5.         How easy was it to write a Trilogy with two other talented authors?  Did you confer a
                Lot on how each individual book would pan out?

Not really. I needed the others help to wrap up the curse because I was playing with their characters more than in the first two books. Otherwise each book was our own.

    6.         In my opinion, the Trilogy is fantastic and I highly recommend it, everyone should
               Read it – do you have a favourite scene from The Lord’s Tale?

Phil’s conversation with his family after his first night with Lee. I love the fact that his siblings still rib him about his love life.

    7.         When did you know that writing was your passion?

When I was thinking more about sex positions for my men than what was happening on TV. It took over my life.

     8.         What was your first book and how long did it take to get it published?

The Sacrifice in the Making Contact anthology, published by Dreamspinner, was my first attempt at getting a story published, and from starting it to publication was 3 months. Chance to be King was already written but took about 3 months to get published.

    9.         What some don’t realize is that writing is a discipline and you have to proportion a    part of your day to it – how long does it usually take you to complete a manuscript?

How long is a piece of string? I’m a slow slow sloooooooooooooow writer.  If I’m lucky
then I can write about 10k a week. It does take me at least two weeks for a short story and
a few months for longer stories.

10.       Do you outline your plots first?  Or are you like me and just go hell for leather?

Lisa, you know that I just dive in and then flounder mid-plot.

I was being polite!

11.       Out of your body of work – do you have a favourite character?

Luke from Morning Report. I adore Luke for his passion, his possessiveness and his love for his man. Also, cowboys *whimper*.

12.       If you were to offer advice to someone starting out, what would you say?

If you don’t press send you’ll never know.

13.       Who are your favourite authors? Not just in the M/M genre.

David Eddings, Marion Zimmer Bradley, Chris Owen, JL Langley, early Patricia Cornwall, Terry Goodkind, DH Lawrence. I’ll stop now otherwise I’ll be here for some time.

14.       If you hadn’t chosen writing, or rather, writing hadn’t chosen you, what do you think
            You would be doing for a living?

Working in the library at uni. Good job for leaving the brain free but it wasn’t exactly stimulating. I like the people more than the job. I learnt more about Sikh and Hindu attitudes to sex from one conversation that I would from any course.

15.       What do you do in your free time?  And don’t say writing!

What free time?

16.       What makes you laugh?  

My kids fooling around, photos of dog doing silly things, The Two Ronnies (Brit 80s comedy duo), Red Dwarf… lots of things. Also you and Patti Logan keep me in stitches.

Why thank you :)

17.       What irritates you most about other people?

 Most? Do I have to say just one thing?

And finally….

18.       Would you like to share with us your favourite joke? 


*Snort* I wonder how many people are actually going to answer that last question *giggles* chicken!

Thank you for coming to chat, Sue and I wish you many sales. 

Thanks Lisa *HUGS*

It's been a pleasure talking with Sue and you can find her at:-

And here’s a little taster of The Lord’s Tale:   Buy Here!

From a book written in 1899

--The History of Steeple Westford by the Rev. Horace Simpkins--

So in the autumn of the year 1644, Jonathan Curtess cursed Belvedere Fitzwarren, saying, "I curse you and your children's children, that you shall all live out your allotted years, and that those years shall be filled with grief and loss and betrayal, even as you have betrayed and bereaved me."

Chapter 1

Phil could hear the rain beating down on the church roof as he waited for the bride to arrive. Inside the small church, the atmosphere was slightly damp and clammy as guests found somewhere to store their sopping umbrellas and attempted to brush raindrops off their finery. It was typical of the Fitzwarren luck that after weeks of fine weather there was torrential rain on his sister's wedding day.

He looked over at Will, the groom, standing alone in the front row. Psycho soldier hadn't bothered to make an appearance as his best man then. Despite the way Phil's friend Sean and Will stood up for the man, there was something about Daniel that Phil didn't like. He was unpredictable, and the fact he was tied in with this curse just made him even more dangerous in Phil's opinion, especially walking around with a knife tucked under his clothing. Why the hell Sean was bumping uglies with the man, Phil had no idea. The groom looked kind of down though. Daniel was Will's best friend, and it was natural he would want Daniel beside him on his special day.

His thoughts turned to his young nephew, fighting for his life in hospital. Each day was a roller-coaster ride for the premature baby, but the young heir to the Fitzwarrens clung on tenaciously. His mum, still recovering from her head injury and the shock of the premature birth, sat by his incubator. Charlie and Carol had both insisted that the wedding go ahead as planned, and Charlie was there, doing his best to wear a smile for his sister's wedding.

The doors to the church opened, and everyone turned to catch their first glimpse of the bride, only to discover Daniel limping down the aisle. Phil sighed as he saw the matching grins of Will and Sean. Who was he to argue with his best friend and his future brother-in-law? He'd be keeping an eye on that knife, though.

The doors opened again, and his sister was there, looking stunning in her wedding dress of ivory and crimson, the silk skirt pooling gracefully to the stone floor of the church. She paused in the doorway as her bridesmaids arranged themselves behind her. Somehow she had escaped looking like a drowned rat; her hair was swept up into chignon and the crimson roses in her hair matched the ones in her bouquet, the blooms from a corner of the castle grounds.

As Diana reached the altar, Will smiled down at her and took her hand. The love on their faces took Phil's breath away, and he was swept with a wave of happiness and envy for his big sister. As the elderly vicar conducted the service, the noise of the rain thrumming down on the roof abated, and soon the wedding party emerged from the church to blink as the late afternoon sunshine bathed the church grounds.

* * * *

Phil held two pints up high as he negotiated the crowd in the bar of the Red Lion. He handed one over to his brother, Charlie, who took the full glass gratefully.

"God, I'm glad that's over," Charlie said, wiping his top lip.

"Hell yes," Phil agreed, loosening his tie. "Do you think we can get out of this get-up now?" He waved vaguely at their suits.

"Probably not," Charlie told him. "Is Di out of her meringue yet?"

Phil peered around the bar to where the bride and groom were sitting, Di's feet in Will's lap. "Not yet, but her shoes are off. Isn't that enough?"

Charlie just gave him a look, and Phil sighed. There wasn't a hope in hell Diana would agree to them losing the monkey suits. The couple hadn't had enough money for a formal "do", but she was going to make the men suffer as long as she could. He smiled as he thought of his tomboy sister, dressed like a lady for the whole day.

"Anyway, I promised Carol I'd come in the suit," Charlie said, pulling a face. "She wanted to feel part of the proceedings even if she couldn't be here."

"You'd better stop knocking that back then," Phil said, indicating the pint of beer that Charlie was already half-way through.

Charlie held up his glass, regarding the dark amber liquid mournfully. "Doesn't seem right somehow. I can't remember the last time I stayed sober at a wedding." He paused for a minute. "I can't remember the last time I went to a wedding."

"Yours probably. Just be thankful you don't have to make a speech, big brother." Phil grinned at the shudder that ran though his painfully shy older brother at the thought of trying to speak in public, even in front of friends and family. There really wasn't anyone here that he didn't know. Di, like her brothers, tended to socialise in the village.

"I told Di that if she wanted speeches she could make you do it. She said if there was anything to say, she could say it herself."

Phil laughed, the laughter tailing off as he caught sight of Daniel and Sean vanishing into the snug with that psychic and his boyfriend. There was something going on there. Those four were getting very cosy all of a sudden. Charlie followed his gaze.

"I wonder what that's all about," his brother mused.

"I have no idea. Don't you think since Mark came on the scene our little curse has got a lot more crowded?" Phil asked, aware he sounded waspish.

Waving at the barman for another round, Charlie looked at him. "Another?" At Phil's nod, he held up two fingers and then said, "What do you mean?"

Phil waited until they both had drinks before he carried on. "Well, one minute it's just the Fitzwarrens' curse, and the three of us knowing everything is going to go tits up, and the next some stranger waltzes in claiming to be a psychic and a descendent of Curtesses, saying he's broken the first part of the curse. Then Psycho gets pally with Sean, and the next thing we know another bit of the story is slotting into place."

There was such a long pause before Charlie answered that Phil looked up. "What bothers you most? Mark's revelations or Sean and Daniel hooking up?"

"You think I'm jealous?" Phil asked incredulously.

"You're not? Just a little? Sean has been your best friend for years, and now that he's hooked up with Daniel, he hasn't been around as much."

Damn, his brother was too shrewd.

Woo hoo!  Go buy it!  Now!!

Join me next Friday when I'll have the wonderful Daniel Christian Juris on the sofa with him - I hope he's bracing himself!


  1. Thanks for having me here, lovely *HUGS*.

  2. It was a pleasure, honeybuns xx

  3. Great interview. I love Sue's writing. She's one of my faves. :D