Wednesday, August 28, 2013

No Angel by Daniel A. Kaine

Literary Nymphs Interview

Title: No Angel
Author: Daniel A. Kaine
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Genre: Contemporary, Romance, Paranormal, Coming of Age
Release Date: 26th August 2013

Do you write in more than one genre?
I mainly write paranormal stories because I love having an element to my story that you wouldn’t find in everyday life, whether that’s magic or supernatural creatures. ‘No Angel’ has paranormal elements, but it’s more contemporary as it focuses on the relationship between the two main characters.

I’m currently working on a romance/thriller, and also have a short sci-fi story planned for the near future.

What if any, is the hardest part of writing for you?
The first draft. I’m the type of person who obsesses over every little word while I’m writing. Add that to a stressful day job with long shifts, and often I don’t get much writing done on an evening. For those reasons, a first draft can take forever for me to write and is definitely the hardest part of writing for me.

What inspired the story?
‘No Angel’ was inspired by many things. At the time I was living away from home for University. The city where I studied had quite a few homeless people on the streets, and sadly some of them were children. And so the idea came to me about the story of a boy who had been thrown out of home.

As I didn’t want the story to revolve around homophobia, I decided that my characters would be different in some other way that would cause them to be discriminated against.  It had to be some physical difference so that others could see it. I actually came across a story on the internet about a Chinese woman who had grown horns. I took that idea and made it into a fictional condition known as Devil Syndrome, which would cause a child to be born with two small stumps of bone on their heads.

Other random events that inspired parts of this story include a trip to the Christkindlmarkt, which is an annual event in Leeds, also known to most people as the ‘Christmas Market’. They sell lots of German foods, beers, mulled wine, and have small craft stalls there for a few weeks each year in the run up to Christmas. During the book, my characters visit the market. They also go to a sports stadium, which was very close to where I lived while at university.

Born with a birth defect called Devil Syndrome, it is impossible for Josh Harper to hide the two small stumps of hornlike bone atop his head. If people also knew about his ability to create force fields with his mind, they’d lock him up for sure. Left to fend for himself on his eighteenth birthday, Josh tries to make it on the streets. When he’s attacked, he’s rescued by Sam Mitchell, who has an equally strange power—and a set of pure white wings.
Sam ran away from home a year ago, and the new life he’s built for himself includes living in an abandoned house and looking after three younger kids, all with Devil Syndrome. Then along comes Josh. After a rough start their relationship grows and the two young men find a haven in each other’s arms. But when tragedy strikes their newfound family, Sam’s hatred of regular humans spirals out of control, and Josh will have to make Sam see sense before everything he’s worked so hard to build is destroyed.


“You should be taking it easy,” a voice said from the hallway.
Josh stilled, his body tensing as he glanced to his left. A boy about his age leaned against the doorframe, his arms folded. He pushed himself away and started toward Josh. The silvery moonlight caught his dirty-blond hair as he passed the window. Peeking out from beneath the messy fringe was a set of jade-green eyes, sparkling with mischief. Black marks stained his white T-shirt, and his light blue jeans were riddled with tears. The boy knelt next to the mattress and motioned for Josh to lie back down. Josh did as he was instructed. In his current state, there was no way he could do much but obey.
“You took quite the beating out there,” the boy said. “You’re lucky I found you when I did.”
Josh frowned, biting his lower lip. Perhaps the angel was in his imagination after all. “You found me?”
“Yeah. Don’t you remember?”
He shrugged. If the angel wasn’t real, then what was? “Not sure what I remember.”
“Not surprising. You took a few blows to the head. Nothing serious as far I can tell.” The boy brushed a few strands of dark hair from Josh’s temple and began to dab the damp cloth against his forehead. A stinging sensation stabbed at Josh’s skull, and he hissed. “So what do you remember?”
“You’ll probably think I’m crazy.”
“Try me.”
Josh hesitated for a moment. Even if it did sound strange, he could always blame it on his injuries. “Before I passed out, I saw something.”
He closed his eyes, picturing the dark alley and the image burned into his mind of the angel clenching his fists as he stalked silently toward Josh’s attackers. A head of messy blond hair clung to the angel’s rain-soaked skin, and his eyes appeared to burn with a green fire. Okay, so maybe some of it was true. The boy had been there. His mind must have been playing tricks on him though, because he certainly didn’t have any wings now. Josh laughed quietly.
“I do remember you. I thought you were an angel.”
The boy laughed too, a short, sharp chuckle. “An angel, huh? Well, trust me, I’m no angel.”
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A portion of all royalties from ‘No Angel’ will be donated to the Albert Kennedy Trust, which helps to provide shelter and mentoring for LGBT youths who have been made homeless, or are stuck living in hostile environments.

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