how to buy my books

Under My Skin and Flesh & Blood are stories by queer indie writer A E Dooland (me!) which feature non-binary transgender character Min Lee.

Solve for i is a spin-off set in the Under My Skin-verse centering around Gemma, one of Min’s friends. Maths wiz Gemma Rowe has found the one problem her maths can’t solve: she’s fallen for her female & very heterosexual best friend.

For more info about the individual stories including blurbs and promo art, click here for Under My Skin , here for Flesh & Blood, and here for Solve for i.

To download samples and purchase these books:

Under My Skin: 

eBook: [Amazon | Smashwords]

Paperback: [Amazon]

Flesh & Blood:

eBook: [Amazon | Smashwords]

Paperback: [Amazon ]

Solve for i:

eBook: [Amazon | Smashwords]

Paperback: [Amazon]

…and heaps of other stores like iBooks, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, etc!

Sound interesting? Buy my books! Help me finance writing more big queer books for you! 😀

In Defense of Calia Menethil

Before I launch right in, let me just put one big fat disclaimer at the beginning of this monster of a rant: I am a huge Sylvanas stan. I have her statuette. I’ve written a bunch of stories about her. I am hugely inspired by her and I think she’s a really interesting character with an interesting backstory.

I can be both a Sylvanas stan and be interested about the introduction of Calia Menethil, and I’m here to explain why.

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[Femslash February 2016 Series Essay] I’ll never write a book with a sad ending. Here’s why.

[TW for mention of suicide]

Following the 2013 Tomb Raider reboot, I wrote 700,000 words in one year. I was consumed by such love for the Lara Croft/Sam Nishimura ship, I lived in a perpetual writing coma. If I wasn’t writing, I was thinking about writing, or talking about writing, or gushing about how much I loved these two women and what I was going to write about them. I loved their dynamic, their story and everything about them. Even though they weren’t an ‘official’ couple, there was no doubt in my mind that they loved each other.

I’d lie awake in bed at night and imagine the type of adventures they’d have; I’d imagine silly things I could write about while I was driving to work during the day. They were my life, my soul, and I can hardly remember anything about that year that had nothing to do with them.

In the second half of 2013, riding high on the success of a popular 130,000 word slow-burn epic I’d written, I was planning my sequel, another monster story that ended up being 234,000 words long. I’d spent a month plotting what I thought was going to be a great story. I’d consulted folks from the culture I was writing about, I’d done all my archaeological research. As for the narrative, I’d been writing a sort of remix of a bunch of the older game stories into the new reboot, and I’d plotted what I thought was going to be an amazing homage to the original Tomb Raider.

My concept? I was going to transform new Lara Croft—the Lara who felt, and cried, and loved—into the old Lara Croft: someone stoic and unfeeling, someone who distanced herself from everyone around her and killed without remorse.

I was going to do it by killing her best friend and soulmate, Sam Nishimura.

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