Introducing: Stephanie Ricker

Today, dear readers, I am delighted to introduce you to Stephanie Ricker, author of A Cinder's Tale, fourth story in the Five Glass Slippers collection. Stephanie has provided us with the most "alternative" genre . . . something unusual in a fairy tale collection. And I am here to tell you that her story is fantastically fun!
First, here's a little about Stephanie herself:

What led you into the writing life? Have you always been a storyteller? I’ve always loved telling stories, and if you spend enough time around me, you’ll probably hear the same tales more than once. As a kid, I read constantly, and I think doing so made me view my own life as a narrative. I wrote my first story, an extremely melodramatic mystery involving horses and way too much purple, at the age of eight, but I only became serious about writing in college. Being around a lot of imaginative people who were all pursuing creativity in one way or another was extremely motivating, and I wrote many stories during those years.
Tell us a little about your work! Have you published other stories before? Is sci-fi your genre of choice or do you dabble in other genres as well? I started out in short stories, and I enjoy that medium very much. I enjoy twists, unexpected “what if” scenarios, and flipping narrative expectations. My stories have been published in four consecutive issues of The Lyricist, Campbell University’s annual literary publication, and my short story “Inseparables’ War” was published in Bull Spec , a speculative fiction magazine. I find that I end up in the science fiction (or at least speculative fiction) genre more often than not, simply because I enjoy the endless possibilities. I do enjoy dipping my toes in other genres once in a while, and I have the opportunity to write a lot of nonfiction at my job with an association management company.
How did you come up with the initial ideas for A Cinder’s Tale? Is this a story you’ve been brewing for a while or was it a sudden inspiration?

Can you pick a favorite character from this story? I’m biased towards all of them, and I do love my protagonist, Elsa, but I’d have to pick Bruno. He’s an older, fatherly figure, and he’s a sweetheart with a steely edge to him. I hope the readers love him as much as I do. I’d love to tell more of his story one day.
What inspires your work? Where do you turn when you need a renewal of inspiration? Good reading makes for good writing. When I’m down to inspirational dregs, I like to revisit writers with a lot of energy: Ray Bradbury and Guy Gavriel Kay come to mind. I enjoy incorporating pieces of reality in my stories, and a few of the characters in A Cinder’s Tale are loosely based on acquaintances of mine. Ideas come from nowhere and anywhere, usually when I’m not thinking about writing.
What are your favorite and least favorite parts of the writing process? Brainstorming is a lot of fun. With A Cinder’s Tale, I had a blast sitting down and thinking up ways to include references to different versions of Cinderella. Getting to know the characters in the early stages of a story is like getting to know new friends. Least favorite: revisions. By the time I reach that point, I’m invariably sick of the story and ready to move on to something else, and my perspective on the story is blurred by being too close to it. Having others review it and provide constructive criticism is invaluable at that stage of the writing process.
Are you actively pursuing any other exciting writing projects? I certainly am! Fans of A Cinder’s Tale will be pleased (I hope) to know that I’m working on The Cendrillon Cycle, a cycle of novellas set in the same universe. The next story, which follows Elsa’s life before she became a cinder, will release in December of this year.
Would you share a short snippet from A Cinder’s Tale? Something to entice us! Absolutely! Here’s a taste of chapter one.
Excerpt fromA Cinder's Tale The substance that put hitherto-ignored Aschen on the map was cendrillon. Strong enough to withstand the tidal forces of planets and light enough to manipulate even in standard gravity, the material could only be found in the forged remains of a cthonian planet, a gas giant compressed and drained of its atmosphere. From such planets, named after the denizens of the Greek underworld, came the cendrillon to build better space stations, starships, and weapons. The galaxy could hardly spin without the stuff.Pity it lurked in the hottest, most inhospitable corners of the worlds, Elsa thought. She maneuvered her coach closer to the pumpkin patch, avoiding the hottest spots, her eyes glancing from the heat sensors to the spectroscope on her console and back again. The patches harbored large concentrations of cendrillon; the temptation of a big ore haul lured many cinders to brave the dangers of explosive magma. Her machine picked its way daintily over the lava flow, and Elsa edged the coach right up to the perimeter of the patch. Her spectroscope chimed obligingly. A lovely concentration of cendrillon lay just beneath her. Elsa deployed the collectors, watching as the arms descended from the body of the coach, plunged elbow-deep into the lava, and scooped up the heavier cendrillon beneath. Dripping liquid fire, the collector scoops emerged again, dragging their burden into the body of the coach. Elsa’s gloved fingers hovered over the thruster controls as she kept her gaze on the heat sensors. She couldn’t stay in this position much longer. The first of the heat alarms sounded quietly just as the scoop arms completed their retraction. Time to go.She slapped the thruster controls with a gloved hand, and her coach leapt into the air. The pumpkin patch exploded in a fiery splash, the superheated magma splatter just missing the underside of Elsa’s coach.
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Published on April 24, 2014 03:00
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