Dear Author, I’m a phoenix (pic 1). Unfortunately, I’m a pretty terrible phoenix. I can’t seem to control my fire. I lose my feathers (I could give you my father’s lecture on that word for word, I’ve heard it so many times). And worst of all, my tears don’t heal. I’ve pretty much been a hermit since my clan kicked me out ten years ago. The other day this man came to my cave claiming he needed a phoenix to help him with his quest. I was so startled I lit half my clothes on fire and scared him away. I can see him climbing the trail towards my cave again. What in the world does he want? Pic 2 is the third undersecretary to the royal historian (or some similar underling position within the royal court) and discovered something he shouldn’t have. He can’t tell anyone or he will be killed so he has to fix it all on his own…except maybe for the help of one hermit phoenix.
Photo Descriptions: Photo 1: A shirtless, slender man with hard-taut muscles gazes thoughtfully ahead. Around him, singed and burned feathers waft to the ground. His short red hair either burns with orange-dancing flames or perhaps catches the raw yellow sunlight, giving him a fire-roasted appearance. His raw sensuality simmers, as if the air around him is charged with electricity and yet refuses to ignite into passion. Photo 2: A tranquil, lavender-shirted man holds a book in his right hand and a lantern in his left. He’s young, mid-twenties, a thin man. His tight black pants and elegant dress shirt convey a sense of timeless style. Pages seem to leave the book and fly away, as if magically lifted by the wind. Despite the floating pages and the bruised blues and greens in the dangerous sky before him, the man with raven hair and a dark purple streak remains calm, absorbed. Around him, delicate flowers blossom with long, curled petals, as delicate and strong as this man himself.
This story was written as a part of the M/M Romance Group's "Love’s Landscapes" event. Group members were asked to write a story prompt inspired by a photo of their choice. Authors of the group selected a photo and prompt that spoke to them and wrote a short story.
This story may contain sexually explicit content and is intended for adult readers. It may contain content that is disagreeable or distressing to some readers. The M/M Romance Group strongly recommends that each reader review the General Information section before each story for story tags as well as for content warnings.
Edmond Manning has always been fascinated by fiction: how ordinary words could be sculpted into heartfelt emotions, how heartfelt emotions could leave an imprint inside you stronger than the real world. Mr. Manning never felt worthy to seek publication until recently, when he accidentally stumbled into his own writer’s voice that fit perfectly, like his favorite skull-print, fuzzy jammies. He finally realized that he didn’t have to write like Charles Dickens or Armistead Maupin, two author heroes, and that perhaps his own fiction was juuuuuuust right, because it was his true voice, so he looked around the scrappy word kingdom that he created for himself and shouted, “I’M HOME!” He is now a writer.
In addition to fiction, Edmond enjoys writing non-fiction on his blog, www.edmondmanning.com. When not writing, he can be found either picking raspberries in the back yard or eating panang curry in an overstuffed chair upstairs, reading comic books.
It was five AM and I couldn't sleep, so I intended to read until I was sleepy and then try to go back to bed. And then I saw that one of the first stories posted in the M/M Romance Group's Love's Landscapes was written by Edmond Manning, and I said "Fanaqua that, I'm making coffee."
Because one doesn't read Edmond Manning with the intention of getting sleepy.
Weepy, yes. Horny, maybe. Sleepy? No.
This story was delightful, and heartbreaking, and strange and wonderful in a way that is truly unique to its author. At first glance, it's a manic and comedic lighthearted romp with the ultimate melodramatic stakes--they need to save the world!!! There are dick jokes and word jokes, and Diet Mountain Dew has a recurring and not unimportant role. Who knew saving the world would be so much fun?
But what happens under the surface of the story is sweeter, and sadder, and more delicate. Because there are families involved, and social customs. Love and happy memories and honor all tied up with alienation and regret and loneliness.
"If this is what it means to belong, suddenly I feel lucky to be banished."
It's a beautiful story, and a smart one. Recommended.
Orgasmically fucktastic!! eccentric tale about a broken sex-obsessed phoenix and his lost human mate. Sort of Stephen King's The Gunslinger with a camp twist. Giggle inducing and full of crazy dialogues. I demand a sequel. Kudos to the prompt author.
Fun and funny. I was particularly amused by the juxtaposition of "fuck" and "Diet Mountain Dew" with the otherwise elevatedly fantasyland-ish style of speech. Kind of remarkably funny, given that the characters were coping with banishment and familiar rejection and
The love was a tad too insta- and there were a couple things that I think got glossed over plotwise, such as why Edgar was looking for Gio in the first place (how he knew who or where Gio was, I mean, not why he was looking for him in the immediate context of the story) but overall I thought it was very consistent and well done for a short work produced in the context of an online group, I assume in a fairly short time.
I would recommend this for general, non-homophobic readers of fantasy as well as mm fans.
My Sunday is completely shot. I started this one with the intention of reading a little now, reading a little later, you know. No way could I walk away once I started. Completely fascinating world that was complex but still easy to follow and the MC's are charming as all hell. I laughed out loud more than once, especially when Gio is trying to use "New York" style speak and references. Damn, that was just cute and gave what could have been a story of an apocalyptic end of the world sadness an air of mirth and humor. I'll definitely be rereading this one too!
I don't have a bloody clue how to classify this book: fantasy, camp, sci-fi, dark comedy? It's a bit Monty Python, a bit Don Quixote, but without the rich tapestry of symbolism and poignancy.
This story...it's about nothing at all, a series of interlinked ideas masquerading as plot: a pointless quest, flirting trees, Diet Mountain Dew, a broken phoenix, an outsider who likes to reads.
I kept trying to find symbolism or meaning, but it was like shoving a square peg into a round hole with no fucking lube, and it just wouldn't fit, not without a lot of pain and screaming.
So I gave up. I laughed at some of the jokes, the weird juxtaposition of "bitch, please" with phoenix speak. I'm still not sure how the world was saved, or even if it was.
This book tried so hard to be creative, but it just made me ANXIOUS, flitting between too many genres, never settling.
And the romance, well, the first time Edgar and Gio fuck, Gio blazes, and I wondered if he'd set Edgar's asshole on fire.
Fantastical, quirky Manning together with a magical phoenix, what a combo.
Love what he did with book reading, flirrant, gloasting and fanaqua. How he turned certain beliefs on what is ‘good’ and what is ‘bad’ on their heads and showed how much this depends on perspective.
You can just read the first layer and have fun if you like. But underlying it, you can grasp at truths that are worth thinking about if you care to dig deeper.
It is not easy to get tears out of me but Edmond Manning just hands me a book and that’s it.
1)I am a big fan of Edmond Manning 2)It is not that I am not going to try it again. But right now I am not in the mood for it.
I have a big, huge problem with EVERYTHING here-the story, the writing and all around. I can't connect me with it. I see only a high thick wall, behind is something beautiful, that everyone sees in Broken Phoenix, but it is hidden from me. I'm an outsider here. I hope I'll come back to it, but to tell the truth, I'm not sure.
Oh, Edmond, why are you wasting your time with something like this instead of writing the next King's book? :((
I can't stress enough how much I dislike Present Tense.
In this book: Plot? No, not much of it really. Quest? Even less so. Sex? There are mentions and maybe a scene or a scene and a half. Insta love? Yep. Human falls for this phoenix hard and fast.
But - brilliantly written. Brilliantly! I am tempted to save the whole story as one long quote.
5 stars plus one dying sun and a Dog Moon.
(kids washed my keyboard with smth, now some of my keys get stuck, esp. letter I. Laugh if you must, but please excuse my constant editing :))
I loved this to pieces! The Phoenix, the Diet Mountain Dew, the flirrants. It was fanaqua good and made me that extra glowy happy you get when you've read something that fits your taste exactly. Thank you, Edmond Manning!
Disclaimer: I'm in a deep reading funk and I'm in a generally bitchy mood. People love this story, so take this review with a fistful of salt.
It's... nice? It's nice. There's some beautiful imagery, instances of gorgeous writing aren't all that rare and the idea for this story - and all the original lore behind it - is extremely clever and fresh. It's also funny at times, in that "why is this a thing" way (example: I honor his wishes and wear a jockstrap, the red one to match my cloak. Hey, I know a little about fashion, too.), but only until it becomes too much and too often.
My problem with this story is all the stuff that doesn't make sense. Let me explain. Since you've made clear in the beginning of the story that the characters are not speaking English, but some other new fantasy language, what's the point of making up words and, say, replacing the word "fuck" with fanaqua? I can (barely) tolerate the fact that the word flirrant is used instead of "gay" or "homosexual", because the concept of it in this universe has a whole different social and cultural significance, so it stands to reason that you wouldn't use the same word we use. BUT NOT FUCKING FANAQUA.
All the phoenix lore Manning has come up with for this story is extremely intriguing, but he really only scratched the surface of it here. There's more, there has to be - there has to be a logic behind it, and a history, but none of that is here, and while this is not a novella that could be expanded enough to make it a full-length novel without some fillers, it could have easily been made 20 pages longer and 10 times more fulfilling.
I'm not as irritated as I sound (right now. I was before). Or maybe I am unconsciously. Anyway, here are my thoughts, make of them what you will. The bottom line is that this is a lovely story that made me want to break things a couple times and couldn't entertain me enough to stop me from reading Lashton fics another couple times. Read it, don't, I don't feel confident enough in recommending either course of action.
I loved this! It was funny and gripping and overall entrancing.
I haven't laughed that hard in a while. Gio was a riot. Between his diet Mountain Dew and his ' I want to sex you.'
Mr. Manning drew such a vivid world, add that with vivid characters. You can't help but fall in love with this story! I could do read hundreds of pages with these guys. I would of loved an epilogue!
This is amazing. Witty, sly, fresh, original, poignant.... I have never read Manning before, but I'm a new fan. Really excellent stuff. This one will likely show up in my year's best list! Read it.
Found this Boring. Had no connection to the characters and ended up DNFing as I didn't care enough to continue. Up-ing the rating to 2stars, giving it 1star feels harsh considering it's a freebie and it's not awful - just boring.
This is an odd story. Full of inconsistencies, for example:
Why Gio is not an analphabet since reading is a low and awful occupation and more importantly how he can read in English? I mean, how else he would know what is written on a soda can?
Two worlds, one with phoenixes and magick, carnivorous plants and unexplained hate towards books, the second world, is good old the 21st century New York, USA.
Also, in Gio's world being flirrant (gay) is a reason for parents to be proud and celebrate.
Flirrancy is a badge of honor at home. My father’s pride at learning my own flirrant nature was celebrated with a feast on the Mackwell Plains
Why? It can't be rare, there must be people who are pretending that they are attracted to the same sex, and then those who really are. Or is that somehow linked with curious lack of female characters?
Very creative world building, with wonderful details that added to my enjoyment of the story. Details like gloasting- how awesome was that?! I also liked the interesting social rules and rituals in Gio's world, the formal way of interacting, and evaluating people by their adherence to etiquette. It all provided a background for some of the best humor. If I wasn't actually laughing, I was grinning throughout the story.
I loved Gio, so concerned about proper etiquette, yet direct and plainspoken, with a fixation on sex. He was so sweet. I also liked Edgar, but I didn't connect with him like I did with Gio.
Parts of the story felt rushed and minor proofreading errors were a little distracting, but they didn't bother me too much; I was too busy enjoying the humor, the sweet emotions, and the interesting story.
Thank you, Edmond Manning, for sharing this wonderful story!
At first, I was thrown off by the made-up words. I don't always like that, especially when it takes me awhile to figure out what the made-up word is supposed to represent. I also don't like made-up curse words most of the time for fantasy stories.
None of that mattered once I got into the flow of the story. It was both hilarious and moving.
Absolutely fantastic and fun to read. A must-read for this event!
I tried to connect with the MCs. I didn't. I tried to like the plot. I didn't. I tried to like the fantasy world. I didn't. I tried to laugh. I didn't. Those are the reasons why this story didn't work for me. It's a freebie, that's why I'm giving 2 not 1 star
Offered for FREE from the M/M Romance Group's Love's Landscapes event. Thank you too all the amazing authors who participated!
This is so unique that it's hard to review. But I loved the whimsy and humor. I loved some of the beautifully written ideas. A very interesting story that starts off kind of slow but is different enough to keep you intrigued until that fantasmical (yeah I made that up) ending.
"I laugh and he laughs next because we are fun together. So what if the world ends in a few days or hours? We are in love with each other, right now, this second. And we love being in love, hands joined together standing before a dying sun."
Gio (the broken phoenix) was funny, sweet and just everything awesome. Edgar is a reader (gasps! I know, right?!) among other things. Together they try to save the world. Their adventures are funny, sly and so well written, to the point that while I hate Mountain Dew, diet or otherwise I'd give it another go.
Beautiful and funny and touching and imaginative. I'm going to be on a book hangover, you know, when something is just that good that you can't move on? This is one of those. Fantastic story.
This was cute. Even though it is only 98 pages, it took me a couple of days to read this since I was only able to read it on my work computer.
I found Gio to be absolutely adorable and the concept that a Phoenix can travel through space and time when they "blaze" was fascinating. Edgar was also adorable and his story on how he got to that planet was interesting.
I will admit I was a little confused in the beginning but I picked up pretty quickly that the story was not taking place on Earth until sometime in the middle where our two main characters wind up in NYC.