Author Patrice Sarath

Welcome! I am the author of The Crow God’s Girl, the third book in the Books of the Gordath cycle published by Ace Fantasy. My novel The Unexpected Miss Bennet is published by Robert Hale Ltd and Penguin Berkley. You can find excerpts of my novels and a few of my short stories via the Tales link above, and learn more about me in my blog. Thanks for stopping by.

18 July 2013 ~ 1 Comment

What readers want

A book is like a faerie door -- enter at your own peril.

A book is like a faerie door — enter at your own peril.

Announcing a new blog series, and I’m looking for your input. What Readers Want asks readers of all genres what they are looking for in a good book (or not so good book, we don’t judge). This isn’t market research per se; no one is going to run out and write a book based on elements people post here. But it’s a fair way to get at the mystery of what makes a good book.

So readers: Are there things you miss in books? Things you love? Things you are so over, you wish the genre would move on already?

Tell us all about the characters, plots, and settings that make your heart sing or the opposite — the ones that disappointed. I want to hear from you!

What Readers Want:

What do you like in a good book?
What ruins a book for you?
I want a protagonist who…
I want an antagonist who…
I long for settings and plot that…
I like series that…
I will read anything that has…

Answer in the comments or ping me with an e-mail on the contact form.


03 July 2013 ~ 4 Comments

YA vs NA

What’s the difference between YA and NA (New Adult)?

Depends on who you talk to. For some agents and editors, NA specifically means sexytimes, and NA is therefore shelved with women’s fiction. For other agents and editors, NA may have adult themes and older protagonists, but it doesn’t have to have adult sexual content.

With so many adult readers reading YA, it was inevitable that novels aimed at the 18-25 year old bracket would make it onto the shelves. I myself believe that it directly comes out of the fanfic and slash fandom communities. I think NA can be a fantastic addition to books for adult readers. Some YA is middle grade and younger, and while it’s great stuff, it doesn’t have the sophistication (perhaps) that can be enjoyed by older readers. Also, many 16 year olds may not want to be seen reading stuff for younger kids.

Ace fantasy book Red Gold BridgeBut does that mean that YA for older (say 16-18 year olds) is going to give way? Will there be a market for books for older teens that explores adult themes but doesn’t necessarily include adult content? Are we narrowbanding the genre and constricting it so much that we lose some of the upper-age group for this genre?

In my own books, the Gordath Wood series, they are definitely not YA, though the character of Kate Mossland is just barely 16 in the first book, and is only 17 by the third — and by then she has not only grown up, she has changed the very course of the history of her adopted country, and is embarking on a relationship with an older man. Although there is frank talk of sexuality, especially birth control, there is very little sexual content.

crow-gods-girl-front-smcrowYA or NA? I’m not sure.

What do you think of the new NA genre?

18 August 2014 ~ 0 Comments

Wayfaring Stranger and The Wanderer

We’ve been writing this song for a long time.

Often the solitary one
finds grace for himself
the mercy of the Lord,
Although he, sorry-hearted,
must for a long time
row by long strokes
along the waterways,
along the ice-cold sea,
tread the paths of exile.

I’m just a poor wayfaring stranger
I’m traveling through this world of woe
Yet there’s no sickness, toil nor danger
In that bright land to which I go
I’m going there to see my father
I’m going there no more to roam
I’m just a-going over Jordan
I’m just a-going over home

the path of exile holds him,
not at all twisted gold,
a frozen spirit,
not the bounty of the earth.
He remembers hall-warriors
and the giving of treasure
How in youth his gold-giving friend
accustomed him
to the feasting.
All the joy has died!

I know dark clouds will gather ’round me
I know my way is rough and steep
Yet golden fields lie just before me
Where God’s redeemed shall ever sleep
I’m going there to see my father
He said he’d meet me when I come
I’m only going over Jordan
I’m only going over home

I want to wear a crown of glory
When I get home to that good land
I want to shout salvation’s story
In concert with the blood-washed band

Where is the horse gone? Where the rider?
Where the giver of treasure?
Where are the seats at the feast?
Where are the revels in the hall?
Alas for the bright cup!
Alas for the mailed warrior!
Alas for the splendour of the prince!
How that time has passed away,
dark under the cover of night,
as if it had never been!

I’m going there to meet my Saviour
To sing his praise forever more
I’m just a-going over Jordan
I’m just a-going over home

Good is he who keeps his faith,
And a warrior must never speak
his grief of his breast too quickly,
unless he already knows the remedy -
a hero must act with courage.
It is better for the one that seeks mercy,
consolation from the father in the heavens,
where, for us, all permanence rests.

Verses from Wayfaring Stranger, a traditional American folksong, written in the 19th century, and The Wanderer, an Anglo-Saxon poem written around the 9th or 10th century.

I’ve been fascinated with emotion and sadness of The Wanderer since college, when I translated the poem in my Old English class (thank you, Dr. Sommer!). It wasn’t until I moved to Austin and became interested in American folk music and the modern singer-songwriter genre that I became aware of Wayfaring Stranger, and was likewise captivated by the familiar themes. How is it that a song written barely two centuries ago echoes the same themes and emotional heaviness of a poem written a thousand years before?
Both songs drip with sorrow in a way that transcends the superficial differences. They are both clearly influenced by Christianity, even as the ethos of the Anglo-Saxon warrior class comes through more in The Wanderer. Even Beowulf is a Christian poem; it’s written about the Geats and Danes from a pagan era, but the poem itself has Christian elements. So like Beowulf, the Wanderer is a poem written about a past people through a cultural lens that incorporates Norse and Christian elements. Essentially, historical fiction.
I am partial to Emmylou Harris’s version of Wayfaring Stranger; Johnny Cash’s is a close second. I can only imagine what he could have done with a recitation of The Wanderer.
I love that the narrator in The Wanderer is remembering the halls of glory of his past, while in Wayfaring Stranger, the narrator takes joy in know that the kingdom of heaven awaits him or her. Yet even though The Wanderer is remembering past glory and his past king (gold-giver), he is still convinced that heaven awaits him.
There’s a lot more to The Wanderer than I’ve put here. Some of the most beautifully evocative lines describe an apocalyptic end:

A wise hero must realize
how terrible it will be,
when all the wealth of this world
lies waste,
as now in various places
throughout this middle-earth
walls stand,
blown by the wind,
covered with frost,
storm-swept the buildings.
The halls decay,
their lords lie
deprived of joy,
the whole troop has fallen,
the proud ones, by the wall.
War took off some,
carried them on their way,
one, the bird took off
across the deep sea,
one, the gray wolf
shared one with death,
one, the dreary-faced
man buried
in a grave.
And so He destroyed this city,
He, the Creator of Men,
until deprived of the noise
of the citizens,
the ancient work of giants
stood empty.

This is the end of the world as destroyed by God and the giants. This is a beautiful amalgam of the Christian and the pagan, and it makes me wonder: Who is this Wayfarer? What happened to his lord, who he says he buried? What happened to his fellow thanes, and the community he was bound to? He rows along by himself — and we can see him on the water, his hands calloused by the oars, barely making headway against the waves that crash on the shore. The seabirds croak harshly above him, and he is the most sorrowful of men — a man whose identity depended on his relationship to his lord and his lord is dead. And the end of his city — I wonder what happened?

The Wayfaring Stranger knows that he or she will be reunited his father, his mother, and his Savior, when he goes to heaven. The Wanderer only knows that he can seek consolation and mercy, but he may not find it.

09 August 2014 ~ 4 Comments

Drafted in the Amazon-Hachette war

I’ve been drafted in the Amazon-Hachette war. But I’ve decided to be a conscientious objector to Amazon’s attempts to put me on the front lines. Here is my response to the Amazon [this link goes to the company's Investor Relations page] letter that arrived in my in-box:

Dear Kindle Support team,

In a word: No.

While you have a lot of convincing arguments — the paperback argument, the “books compete with other forms of media” argument, and your “price elasticity” argument, ultimately, Amazon is wrong on this one.

Books are not widgets, and authors are not widget factories. Yes, some authors turn out far more widgets than others, of uniform quality and temper, but the fact remains that quality ultimately wins out. And you don’t price quality like it’s a commodity. You say the book buyer should have a say over how much they want to pay for an e-book; well, if buyers vote with their wallets that Hachette books are too expensive, Hachette will lower their prices, without your bullying.

Do you pressure all booksellers to lower their book prices or only the publishing companies? Are you in fact mistaking publisher for bookseller? We all know that book prices by secondhand sellers are a vast and illogical minefield. There are some crazy prices out there. But that’s just the algorithm. Why don’t you make your secondhand sellers only sell their books for 99 cents? Book buyers would buy more of them!

If publishers are booksellers, why can’t they set their prices?

If publishers are book providers for you to resell, then this isn’t about the prices they charge readers. This is about Amazon’s cut.

So no, I’m not going to pressure Hachette. I am going to continue buying ebooks and reading them, and if one is more expensive than another, that’s the price I pay for something I want. My decision, not yours.


one of those authors with a different opinion than some other authors


04 August 2014 ~ 0 Comments

Tag! The writing process blog tour

I was tagged by Jessica Reisman for the Writing Process blog tour. So here’s about me and my process.

What Am I Working On?

Having finished Book 1 of the proposed new series (working title Bandit Girls), I’m currently writing Book 2. This doesn’t have a working title yet, at least not one that has stuck. It does have an aphorism: It’s not cheating if there aren’t any rules.Attr. Butch Cassidy

He probably didn’t say that, but that’s okay: 1, Butch Cassidy doesn’t exist in my secondary fantasy world, and 2. That’s based on the movie Butch anyway. BG2, as it’s cleverly called, is about two sisters who, having regained the family’s status and vanquished their enemies, now find things are, if anything, even more complicated than they were in the previous book.

I’ve also written two new short stories, a tiny screenplay, several scraps of new things, and bits and bobs of other stuff. I just reworked one of those scraps from two years ago into a new short story that I’m very happy with. Don’t throw anything out, kids!

How Does My Work Differ From Others In Its Genre?

Well, I write books with romantic elements, but I don’t necessarily believe in an HEA. My new series has two teen sisters, but since I don’t think people that young should find their soulmates without a few miles on them first, they don’t have angsty romances. They do explore physical attraction and love of course, but it’s not the grand sturm and drang of current teen books. This may be why I can’t sell this series, but we’ll see. I also don’t have a lot of magic in my fantasy. My first series, the Books of the Gordath, has very little magic in it, which was subtle and had only a few elements yet was the driving force of the books. I don’t like flash-bang magic. I prefer the quieter stuff. Also a YMMV thing: some people like fantasy like that, other’s don’t.

I also write what I call recognizable women: strong, but realistic. They are never going to roundhouse kick someone into next week, but they will be able to handle a weapon — or horses — and are competent in their sphere. I roll my eyes at the “strong female characters” of most movies, in which the women are all supernaturally strong and “better than.” Women don’t need to be better than. They just need to be good.

Why Do I Write What I Do?

Louisa May Alcott said: “I had a hard life, and so I write jolly books.” I didn’t have a hard life in the same sense but I write adventure stories because I didn’t have a lot of adventure. I’m a very straight-and-narrow sort of person. So I write about swashbuckling and horsebackriding and great battles and yes, magic, and strong women (who are realistically competent!). Adventure is good for the soul.

How Does My Writing Process Work?

Hahahaha! I laugh. I have no idea. I used to hate the idea of outlining. Then I tried it. And it worked — a little bit — and then it derailed. So I went back to seat of the pants writing, in which I worked from a scene and an inspiration, and it worked for a while, and then it derailed. Spectacularly. So I think I’m one of those writers that pantslines, and throws a lot of stuff out (into a cut file, anyway), and has to have a lot of false starts and wrong paths before the whole thing comes together.

Lately, the short story writing has been pretty straightforward. I get an idea, develop it in my head a bit, then jot down notes in a primitive outline. Then I try to write it in one shot, going linearly. It’s worked the last couple of times in a really positive way.

Thanks for tagging me, Jessica! I hereby tag Rebecca Schwarz and J.K. Cheney for their writing process.