Thursday, 29 September 2011

Welcome Misa Buckley!

Today's guest of honour is new author, Misa Buckley, who has just released her first novel, IRONHAVEN. Welcome, Misa!

Love at the End of Time by Misa Buckley

My first publishing credit was a love story set on a dying Earth, which might seem like an odd choice and honestly, IRONHAVEN was written for a submission call, but why wouldn’t people fall in love at the end of time? At what point does it become too late for love?

I don’t believe it ever is. How often have we heard tales of a couple in their twilight years falling in love? Or a young couple marrying even though one is dying? Love is timeless and precious. It should be grasped and held, even if that it for just a little while.

People might wonder what the point of being with another when time is against them, but my question is “why not”? What is there to lose? Carpe diem. We only have one life, whether we die young or old. That is the time given to us and we should grab it, live it to the full. Celebrate life and love and happiness.

In IRONHAVEN, the love isn’t just a last moment of happiness. The story is about two people separated by lies and manipulations. When they accidentally meet again five years later, there is a huge gulf between them. What follows is a story about forgiveness, redemption and acceptance – things that could not happen without love.


Earth is dying, and Lucian Hoyt is going to die with it thanks to his parents cancelling his pass aboard the last shuttle off the planet. There is hope, though – a brilliant inventor has come up with a plan to build a ship to evacuate those who’ve been left behind.

That inventor turns out to be Genevieve Scott, Lucian’s bitter ex-fiancĂ©e. If they’re going to work together to get off this planet, they need to put their past aside, but even melting the ice between them can’t erase all the scars.


The run-down laboratory on Fifth Avenue didn’t so much sit next to the building beside it as lean against it for support.

Lucian stared at the corrugated iron roof and the boarded-up windows in some disgust. He’d not expected this when Drew had explained about the female inventor who, with the government gone and her usual work dried up, now repaired heaters in between designing a starship that ran on alternative fuels. He couldn’t imagine how she did anything in the hovel in front of him.

I wouldn’t house a dog in such a place. He walked over to the ill-fitting door. His knock echoed hollowly. He waited…and waited.

Did he have the right address, or was the woman just was not awake? It was early morning, but not so much that anyone should still be in bed. At least, not in his opinion, but he supposed the inventor might have a different one. He knocked again with as little result. He sighed and glanced around. A passing couple spared him a quick look but didn’t say anything. Still he felt oddly conspicuous, as if he was doing something he shouldn’t be.

He tried the handle. It turned easily. Okay, then. Pulling it open, and wincing at the screech of the hinges, Lucian poked his head through the gap. “Hello? Is anyone home?”

A faint shout came from somewhere within the tangle of machinery and littered benches. Taking it as an invitation, Lucian stepped in out of the cold and wandered around the laboratory. Most of the benches groaned under the weight of a variety of heaters, all in various stages of assembly or disassembly—Lucian wasn’t sure which—but there was one given over to an intricate, clockwork-driven device that he could not make head nor tail of. He picked up a roll of paper and unwound it to find a blueprint. That made no sense either.

He shook his head: he’d been to university and had education in every science and theory going, but the level of intelligence indicated by the blueprint was still far beyond him.

Putting the roll down, he called again. “Hello?”

“One moment.”

Her voice was husky; mid-range feminine with a hint of smoke. It also carried a note that Lucian thought he recognised yet couldn’t quite place. A shadow shifted on the opposite wall, shortening as she came into the laboratory, nose buried in a thick book.

She wore leather trousers spotted with burn marks and grease, and a tightly-fitted blouse under a heavy apron. Her hair was swept up and gathered into a loose bun atop of her head, and the hands that held the book wore gauntlets. She looked up and her mouth dropped open, her eyes widening in shocked recognition.

“Lucian?” she said, her voice barely more than a whisper.

He could only stare. It had been so very long since he’d last seen this woman. Long enough that it had taken seeing her face to recognise her fully. Five years too long.

Today, Misa is giving away a downlaod of IRONHAVEN to one lucky reader who answers the question: Is there anything you couldn't forgive, even at the end of time? Or who comments on Misa's post in some other way. The contest will end at midnight tonight and the winner will be announced tomorrow on this thread.


  1. Thank you for having me today, Marie!

  2. You're welcome, Misa :). It's great to have you here. We all like hearing about new authors and their works!

    What are you working on just now?


  3. Ironhaven sounds really great. I don't think I could forgive infidelity regardless if time is ending or not. I think a person betrays me on a really deep and intimately personal level that I'm really done with person. It may seem unforgiving of me but if I can't trust you...what's the point?

  4. LOVED the excerpt. I can't wait to read Ironhaven! Although working with my ex-fiance would be difficult. I could manage it to survive, but I don't think I could forgive him.

    As for what I could not forgive at the end of time, I agree with Maria. Infidelity is the one thing I could never forgive. If a person's not happy, they can say that and walk away instead of destroying a person's core faith in love and trust.

  5. It is never too late for love!!! Looks like a great story!!

    I think if it was the end of the world, I would try to forgive...I think I would need forgiveness too so I had better give it!!

    in Germany

  6. What a thought-provoking question! It would be difficult to forgive someone who has hurt me deeply and does not care that I was hurt.
    a dot charol at yahoo dot ca

  7. I could never forgive cheating. Even death doesn't stop the fact that the cheater didn't stand up and act like an adult in the first place. I figure, they couldn't be trusted to be an adult even at the end!

  8. Thanks for all the answers! Unfaithfulness/personal betrayal is a tricky one, because obviously trust is vital. I think it would depend on the circumstances whether or not I could forgive. Not to care that you'd been hurt would be a killer, though!

    Anyway, I'll be back in a moment with Misa's winner :).


  9. And Misa's winner is CAROL!!

    Congratulations, Carol! You've left your email address, so I'll just make sure Misa has it to send you your book.


  10. Thanks for commenting everyone, and congratulations to Carol! If you email me ( with your format preference, I'll get a copy sent out to you.

    @Marie; right now I'm doing the one thing I always swore I wouldn't - write a vampire story. It's very close to being done, after which I'll be editing and sending it off to my editor,

  11. Congrats Carol!!!

    And good luck with the vampire story Misa.

    in Germany

  12. Misa, good luck with the vampire story - bound to be fun :).