Title: The Star Host
Author: F.T. Lukens
Series: Broken Moon #1
Release Date: March 3rd 2016
Genre: Gay fiction, M/M Romance, Science Fiction, Young Adult
Ren grew up listening to his mother tell stories about the Star Hosts – a mythical group of people possessed by the power of the stars. The stories were the most exciting part of Ren’s life, and he often dreamed about leaving his backwater planet and finding his place among the neighboring drifts. When Ren is captured by soldiers and taken from his home, he must remain inconspicuous while plotting his escape. It’s a challenge since the general of the Baron’s army is convinced Ren is something out of one of his mother’s stories.
He finds companionship in the occupant of the cell next to his, a drifter named Asher. A member of the Phoenix Corps, Asher is mysterious, charming, and exactly the person Ren needs to anchor him as his sudden technopathic ability threatens to consume him. Ren doesn’t mean to become attached, but after a daring escape, a trek across the planet, and an eventful ride on a merchant ship, Asher is the only thing that reminds Ren of home. Together, they must warn the drifts of the Baron’s plans, master Ren’s growing power, and try to save their friends while navigating the growing attraction between them.
Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing F.T. Lukens of The Star Host.
Hi F.T., thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.
Hi, everyone. My name is F.T. and I’m here to talk about my novel The Star Host. The novel is a science-fiction adventure with fantasy elements and includes a diverse cast of characters. It is my first young adult novel.
Q: What’s the best line you ever wrote?
A: I don’t think this is the best line, but it is my favorite line from The Star Host, in which Ren describes Asher:
The sunlight glinted along the strands of Asher’s gold hair, caressed the slopes of his face, the line of his nose, the pout of his mouth, and Ren couldn’t help but think he looked otherworldly. Ren’s mother had often told him of angels, beings that descended from the heavens, and in that moment, Asher met the description, luminous, and beautiful.
Q: Do you listen to music while writing? If so, what kind?
A: Yes, I do listen to music, but it has to be something that’s familiar. If I try to listen to an album that’s new to me, then I get distracted by the songs and I find myself typing the lyrics. I like to listen to upbeat music while I’m writing so the beat sets my pace while I’m typing. Some recent favorites have been Bastille, Fall Out Boy, and Imagine Dragons. I’m also really into the Hamilton soundtrack, but that’s something that will distract me so I can’t listen to it while writing. I can see myself typing Lafayette’s dialogue….
Q: If your book were made into a movie, what actors would you like to see star?
A: My main character, Ren, would be played by Devon Bostick, who plays Jasper in the 100, and I think he would be perfect for the role. Asher is a combination of Bradley James, who played Arthur in BBC’s Merlin and Colton Haynes, who plays Roy Harper on Arrow.
Q: What genres do you write in?
A: Currently I write in young adult and science fiction. I have plans to write in fantasy and paranormal. I prefer speculative fiction to create in, because it allows me to construct my own worlds and stretch my imagination.
Q: Where and when do you prefer to write?
A: I write wherever and whenever I have time. I prefer to write at night when my kids are asleep but that doesn’t always happen. I sometimes write on my lunch break from my day job; other times I write very early in the morning before everyone else is awake, or after I put my kids on the bus. I write wherever my laptop can go. If I can make it to a coffee shop, or a bookstore to write, then I do like doing that, but more often than not I’m hunched over my keyboard at my kitchen table with the lights off so I don’t wake anyone.
Once at the hangar, Ren broke away from the two guards and entered the lancer, walking up the stairs, irritation a heavy feeling in his chest.
“Reporting for work,” Ren said, his tone heavily laced with annoyance.
Janus popped up from a console she had been working under, goggles on her face, gray hair sticking up everywhere. “You!” she snapped. “I told you not to come back.”
Ren rolled his eyes. “It’s not my choice. I don’t want to be here anymore than you want me here.”
“Where are your guards? I told the dumb one not to bring you back, Abiathar’s orders be damned. I don’t want your kind working on these ships.”
She poked a finger hard into Ren’s chest and he staggered back, and rubbed his hand over the spot.
“What the stars do you mean by my kind?”
Her eyes grew comically large behind the goggles. “You don’t know?” She laughed, bordering on hysterical. “You’re more dangerous than I thought. You can’t try to control it if you don’t even know what you are.”
Ren frowned. His tolerance for the cryptic nonsense everyone had spouted since he arrived was gone. He took a step toward the hull and Janus stiffened.
“Don’t,” she barked.
“Don’t what? Touch it? What will happen, huh?”
Her face paled and her chest heaved with panicked breaths. “You don’t know what you’re capable of.”
Ren laughed. “I’m capable of nothing. I’m a duster, planet-born with very limited experience with tech. You have no reason to be frightened of me.”
He moved closer to the hull, hand outstretched, fingers splayed.
She whimpered. “Please, don’t.”
Ren slammed his hand against the hull, his fingertips leaving greasy marks on the shiny surface. As he predicted, nothing happened.
He turned back to Janus. “See? Nothing–”
His word tangled in his throat, cut off, because suddenly, Ren was consumed with power, rushing from his toes to his fingertips. A blue tint clouded his vision, and his body suffused with golden warmth. And then he was floating amongst the wires, connected to the ship, to the energy source, to everything. The lancer pulsed under his skin, tangling in his veins, its systems integrated with his senses.
It was freeing and frightening.
His consciousness raced along the circuits and he could fix it. He could fix everything. He found the tangle of wires in the artificial gravity system and bypassed it. He found the broken circuits in the air recyclers and with a pulse of power, refurbished them. He saw the static in the com system, a physical entity, and he cleared it away with a brush of his metaphysical hand.
The longer Ren floated through the ship, the less connected he was to his physical body. And if he thought about it, he didn’t need his body. Why would he need his body? He was free here. He moved around with ease, the wires and the systems his route, and the more he pushed, the more he felt the other ships too. They were nearby, on the edge of his perception, and he could go to those, he could jump to the other ones and repair them too.
About the Author
F.T. wrote her first short story when she was in third grade and her love of writing continued from there. After placing in the top five out of ten thousand entries in a writing contest, she knew it was time to dive in and try her hand at writing a novel.
A wife and mother of three, F.T. holds degrees in psychology and English literature, and is a long-time member of her college’s science-fiction club. F.T. has a love of cheesy television shows, superhero movies, and science-fiction novels—especially anything by Douglas Adams.
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