Each year at the Faire, we like to invite well-known fantasy authors to visit the Faire and share their stories with us.
This year we’re delighted to welcome two British writers, Tom Lloyd and Danie Ware, who will be joining us at 12 noon on Tuesday 24th and Thursday the 26th respectively to be interviewed by the Grand Vizier himself, David Abbot, in the Halls of Story.
Tom Lloyd is the author of the Twilight Reign series of novels (The Stormcaller, The Twilight Herald, The Grave Thief, The Ragged Man, The Dusk Watchman) and its companion collection of short stories, The God Tattoo; the Empire of a Hundred Houses novels (Moon’s Artifice and Old Man’s Ghosts); and his latest series, The God Fragments (Stranger of Tempest, Honour Under Moonlight, Princess of Blood, The Man With One Name). All subsidiary rights in these works are handled by the Orion Publishing Group and Gollancz.
He is also the author of the stand-alone novella Fear the Reaper, published by Kristell Ink.
Tom Lloyd was born in 1979 and showed almost no interest in writing until the age of eighteen. I blame the teachers myself.
Nevertheless he did eventually find himself with a long summer to spare before university, and decided to start a novel when it was suggested he get a job to pass the time. This tells you much of what there is to know about him. The rest can be derived from the fact that he first had the idea of writing a book to annoy a school friend by getting published before him.
No, honestly; he’s actually that shallow.
It was swiftly apparent that this was not the quick route to fame and fortune that he’d hoped for. The first sign of this was the realisation that being good at writing was required, but he managed to surprise everyone by not giving up on something he didn’t show immediate promise in.
Studying Politics and International Relations at Southampton University had very little appreciable effect on him, beyond giving him a couple of ideas for future novels, but that was largely due to spending most of those three years in London shacked up with the god-daughter of an Asian dictator. Upon leaving university he decided – along with what seemed like half of all other graduates, some of whom had had the temerity to study English – that doing “book stuff” sounded like a fun alternative to working out what sort of job he wanted to do. There was also the intriguing suggestion of literary talent being passed on by some osmosis-like process. As a result of a little work experience at Simon and Schuster – combined with some shameless flirting with the HR manager – he got a job as an editorial assistant on the Scribner list, which allowed him to mistype letters to a whole host of talented writers.
Certain luminary examples there made it clear that before he became a fantasy editor he was going to have to spend several years iron-cladding his liver. Towards this goal, he decamped to the A M Heath Literary Agency by way of Random House, which was silly because walking down Longacre would have been a lot quicker, to work in foreign rights while also freelancing for writersservices.com and constantly revising what was slowly becoming The Stormcaller.
A three year litany of madcap adventures in the crazy world of agenting ensued, but it would be far too time-consuming to detail any of that so suffice to say that his hangover cleared sufficiently one morning in 2004 for him to realise that he wasn’t quite so bad at writing now. Maybe there was something to this osmosis thing after all – although if that’s true Katie Fforde and Dave Hill might get a surprise at the effect they’d had.
Securing the services of an agent proved a surprisingly painless experience – despite being previously rejected by one of said agent’s colleagues, which just goes to show – and soon he was sat in the office of Jo Fletcher at Gollancz trying to persuade her how much of a geek he was. After four years as contracts manager at the Blake Friedmann Literary Agency he decided he didn’t like other authors that much so he swapped his dark corner of Camden for one at Atlantic Books, where it quickly became apparent that he prefers winning arguments to scruples. Everyone at Atlantic now agrees it’s best for all concerned if he’s only allowed around other people for the bare minimum necessary and the rest of the time he’s exiled to the not-so-smart part of Oxford where his personality doesn’t get the way so much.
Writing part-time, also known as watching loads more TV, he spends his spare time playing a little sport and drinking more than he can handle, with occasional bouts of writing. He is married and is probably more talented than you believe.
See more at: http://tomlloyd.co.uk/
I grew up in the Seventies, in East Grinstead in Sussex, brought up by a single Mum.
At 13, my existence was shaken to the core when I became one of the first nine girls at a very prestigious all-boys boarding school. I went on to study English Literature at the University of East Anglia in Norwich, England.
While at UEA, I met the local re-enactment group and began a decade of running around in castle grounds with a lot of hairy mates and steel cutlery. I also began both gaming and writing – and racked up a lot of wordcount that will never (please the Gods) actually see the light of day.
Various jobs included shop manager, actuarial technical clerk, document designer and, erm, kiss-a-gram girl; as well as brief flirtations with crewing at the local theatre, training as a fitness instructor and joining the Territorial Army (yes, really). Frankly, the less said about that lot, the better.
Moving to London in 2001, I landed at cult retailer Forbidden Planet where I took on everything from marketing strategy to running events to developing the company’s social media identity. I also found myself with two brand new responsibilities – a mortgage and a child – and my writing days crashed to a rather sudden end.
I retrieved my pen in 2008, and my Ecko series is published by Titan Books and available to buy from Amazon – it’s a sharp and cynical edged cross-genre fantasy that swears far too much and does a mean combat scene. Throw in a CyberPunk lead character and some questions on the nature of reality, and it’s been interesting watching bookshops decide which shelf to put it on. Probably not the ‘Teen Fiction’ one, I’m guessing.
If you want to know more, you can find me on the web under the moniker ‘Danacea’.
See more at: http://danieware.com/