Author Archives: Victoria Janssen

About Victoria Janssen

Victoria Janssen [she, her] currently writes cozy space opera for Kalikoi. The novella series A Place of Refuge begins with Finding Refuge: Telepathic warrior Talia Avi, genius engineer Miki Boudreaux, and augmented soldier Faigin Balfour fought the fascist Federated Colonies for ten years, following the charismatic dissenter Jon Churchill. Then Jon disappeared, Talia was thought dead, and Miki and Faigin struggled to take Jon’s place and stay alive. When the FC is unexpectedly upended, Talia is reunited with her friends and they are given sanctuary on the enigmatic planet Refuge. The trio of former guerillas strive to recover from lifetimes of trauma, build new lives on a planet with endless horizons, and forge tender new connections with each other.

NYRSF Reading Tonight

Posted on April 7, 2009 by Victoria Janssen

Tonight, I’m reading with with Kris Saknussemm as part of the New York Review of Science Fiction Reading series. Guest curator is Amy Goldschlager. There’s a bit more information in yesterday’s post, if you scroll down. The reading is at … Continue reading →

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New York Review of Science Fiction Reading

Posted on April 6, 2009 by Victoria Janssen

Tomorrow night, I will be reading with along with Kris Saknussemm as part of the New York Review of Science Fiction Reading series, this month guest curated by Amy Goldschlager. The reading is at 7:00 pm at the South Street … Continue reading →

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Wilde quote

Posted on April 5, 2009 by Victoria Janssen

“I have been correcting the proofs of my poems. In the morning, after hard work, I took a comma out of one sentence…. In the afternoon I put it back again.” –Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)

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The Duchess, Her Maid, The Groom and Their Lover

Posted on April 4, 2009 by Victoria Janssen

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A teaser from my third Spice novel

Posted on April 3, 2009 by Victoria Janssen

This excerpt is from the opening chapter of my third novel for Harlequin Spice. ### “My lady,” Maxime said, “I understand you’re disappointed–“ The Lady Diamanta threw a gold-and-ruby pomegranate at Maxime’s head. He ducked, but it still clipped the … Continue reading →

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New sales!

Posted on April 2, 2009 by Victoria Janssen

I’ve sold two more books to Harlequin Spice. The first one is tentatively titled The Duke and the Pirate Queen, but that will very likely change, since all of my other tentative titles have changed before publication. The second is … Continue reading →

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Gene Wolfe quote, from The Sword of the Lictor, and a lamp

Posted on April 1, 2009 by Victoria Janssen

The image accompanying this post is a lamp from a hotel room in which I stayed recently. It requires no further comment, I hope. I find this quote to be so very, very true: “I have noticed that in books … Continue reading →

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A Writer’s Voice

Posted on March 31, 2009 by Victoria Janssen

I’ve never been entirely sure what voice is, while at the same time I feel it’s something I know in my bones, unique as a retinal print. As a writer, my voice is part of me. Yet it’s not static. … Continue reading →

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Why I Don’t Like Vampires

Posted on March 30, 2009 by Victoria Janssen

I have never loved vampires. Rather, I don’t like the idea of vampires. This does not stop me from reading vampire novels, of course. I just don’t prefer them. The heart of my dislike is vampires killing humans for their … Continue reading →

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Vera Brittain, "Sic Transit"

Posted on March 29, 2009 by Victoria Janssen

Sic Transit —V.R., died of wounds, 2nd London General Hospital, Chelsea, June 9th, 1917 I am so tired.The dying sun incarnadines the West,And every window with its gold is fired,And all I loved the bestIs gone, and every good that … Continue reading →

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