tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90692486959542936792024-03-05T08:36:12.471-08:00The Book ImpThe Book Imphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02534317130301689162noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9069248695954293679.post-46984757279430597042012-05-28T12:13:00.000-07:002012-05-28T12:13:01.737-07:00Why I love writing in my genre<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">My novella, Unsecure Connection, is a cyberpunk romance, but
to me that falls under the broader umbrella of sci fi. The funny thing about me
and sci fi is I love more science fiction TV shows, movies, and video games
than I do books. And yet when I sit down to write, I gravitate toward stuff
that takes place on spaceships and grungy space stations (or grungy future
cities). I like to think I’m writing the books I want to read—but haven’t found
yet. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I blame this partially on the sausagefest that appears in a
lot of science fiction books. I tend to get bored when a book doesn’t have
female characters. Or worse than bored, I get mad and start to rant about how
stupid it is. Anne McCaffrey’s Dragonriders of Pern series was my first
exposure to science fiction… I think. I can’t remember. Before that, I was more
into fantasy. But like Kaylee says in Firefly, I can’t help it—I like ships. I
like the idea that there are other worlds out there, and people cris-crossing
space between them. And I love that I’ve recently discovered more romantic
science fiction, as well as a greater variety of SF written by female authors. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Another reason I like writing science fiction is I seem to
gravitate toward “outlaw” characters. I guess this is Han Solo’s fault for
being so awesome. But I think it’s a lot easier to suspend your disbelief about
a character being likeable while living a life of crime when they’re living in
an unfamiliar world or fighting an evil empire. In Unsecure Connection, my
female character Riley makes her living doing some pretty illegal stuff, but
she lives in a future where corporations basically control everything. If you
write a smuggler, hacker, or thief in the here and now, I think there’s more of
a tendency for the reader to think he or she is kind of a dick. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’m going to finish this up by sharing my Top 5 Sci Fi
Universes (in no particular order):<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">3)</span><span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal "Times New Roman";">
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">5)</span><span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal "Times New Roman";">
</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ann Aguirre’s Sirantha Jax series<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">And for a bonus, because I figured I should
throw in some cyberpunk, my favourite cyberpunk is by Richard K Morgan,
starting with the book Altered Carbon</span></div>
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identity separate from her real life… mostly because she doesn’t have much of a
real life. But someone is stalking her through the network. Someone who knows
about the big job she just pulled off and won’t stop till he finds out who she
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria;"><span style="font-family: Cambria;">Two years ago, CJ was a hacker at the top of his game, until he got
caught. Now the prisoner of a ruthless corporation, he is forced to hunt down
his former friends and colleagues. He finds himself irresistibly drawn to the
woman he knows only by her alias, Samantha, as he traces her from virtual
nightclubs to the dark streets of the Manhattan sprawl. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">But he
couldn’t see her again. That would be a mistake. <i>Mistake. </i>He snorted.
He’d already made his mistake when he went after her in real life. Should’ve
turned her in, like the others. Shouldn’t have taken it into his own hands.
Then he wouldn’t have had to look her in the eye. You could do all sorts of
things to people you never saw, he’d learned. It was just simpler that way. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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he’d been subconsciously rubbing the skin of his right forearm. He glanced down
at it and swore. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><i><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Confiscated.
</span></i><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">That was how they
said it, casually, like they were the principal taking a dirty magazine you’d
stashed in your locker, instead of a bunch of men in white smocks ripping
things out of your flesh in a waking nightmare. But they’d left him a gift.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He fingered
his arm, tracing the tiny bump of the microchip that floated right under the
skin. It was a tracker. So they knew where he was.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">They always
knew where he was.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">He’d tested
it. Of course, that was the first thing he’d done, when they “released” him.
(It was like confiscated—another word they liked to use with the meaning
twisted.) They’d left no guards outside the apartment they set him up in, put
no locks on the doors. So CJ took off. As he skimmed the shadowed alleys
through the dilapidated buildings, he wanted to laugh. It was this easy? And
yet something seemed unbelievable about it, so he stayed wary. He kept his
senses alert and glanced over his shoulder as often as he could without being
too obvious about it. He doubted his old apartment was still vacant after all
this time. No doubt, he thought bitterly, SpectreTek had confiscated all his
equipment, too. It was just as well—scavengers would certainly have gotten it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">They caught
up with him a few blocks later, pulling up in an unmarked hovercar.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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day, testing a theory, he tried again. This time he went in the opposite
direction. And he timed himself. About twenty minutes later, he heard the whine
of engines behind him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">After six
days of this, they finally sent one of their exasperated suits to meet with
him. The implant, they explained, tracked his movements. He was allowed to go
wherever he wanted, within a one kilometer radius of his apartment. “And don’t
even think about having it removed,” the man said, a self-righteous gleam in
his eye. “It has a defense mechanism. If any instruments touch it directly, or
if it is exposed to the air in any way, it will emit certain toxins. You’ll be
dead within minutes, or if not dead, very ill. So you see, when we said we
owned your life, it wasn’t a figure of speech, Mr. Benson.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Okay, so
seeing her again was out of the question. Just being in the same room with her
would be putting her into danger. He’d told her he was letting her go, and he’d
done it. That should be enough to assuage any guilt he felt about tracking down
his former colleagues. <i>You saved one, </i>a barely audible voice in his head
nagged him. <i>One. And you handed over thirty-six. You’re a real hero.</i><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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writes science fiction and fantasy with a side dish of romance. Growing up, it
annoyed her that she always had to be Princess Leia when they played Star Wars,
because there weren’t any other female characters. She would much rather have been
Han Solo or Indiana Jones. She immediately set out to fix that through her
writing. She lives in New Orleans with her husband and two cats, and has a
weakness for video games, NBA basketball, and books about chicks who blow stuff
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started writing to encourage her daughter to read. Now she writes to keep
herself grounded. Although she reads many genres, she enjoys writing Science
Fiction Romance the most and believes everyone in the universe deserves a
happily ever after. She lives Southwestern Ontario, Canada with her husband and
two kids and loves to hear from anyone who has enjoyed her stories.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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feelings for each other. Aris comes from Tyto of the Petrogeous Galaxy where
relationships are strained at best with Earth. Although Xia lives on Elatia,
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say Kalara and Jacobus. In their profession, it is unusual for them to have the
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and her people are sworn enemies of those from Tyto. If he can convince Xia to
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It wasn’t as if she had any friends who would put her up for a few days. No,
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into the silky rear-end of an oroke, she came to an abrupt halt. The creature
had been walking at a steady pace and then stopped. She’d failed to notice in
time. Wiping fluff off her face, she turned around and walked into another hard
body. “I’m so sorry.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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stared up into deep brown eyes. Chewing her bottom lip, she nodded. If this man
hadn’t been holding on to her, she would have fallen to the ground. The word
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I only like this because of the eletin I inhaled back home? </span></i><span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Or was there something
more she found heart-racing about the blue-skinned, well-muscled hunk of an
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she couldn’t feel anything for him. Their races had been sworn enemies for
years. Everyone across the galaxy knew that. Yet here she was, standing face to
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smiled at her, drawing her attention from his eyes to his lips. How would they
taste? She’d never kissed anyone before. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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released her arms to brush his fingers along her jaw line. How she remained
standing, she had no idea. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Xia.
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<span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Her
cheeks warmed. “Thank you.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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sighed as he trailed a hand down her arm. Her entire body tingled from his
gentle touch. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“You’re
welcome. Now tell me, why were you in such a rush that you walked into the rear
end of that slow-moving beast? We’re supposed to be on vacation, enjoying all
this planet has to offer.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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at his description of the oroke, she leaned against his arm. Never before had
she enjoyed a man’s attention like this. “I’m not visiting. I live here. Have
my whole life.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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raised his eyebrows. “Really? So, what was it like growing up on the pleasure
planet?” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“I…I
don’t know. Normal?” She couldn’t think clearly around him. Her tongue felt
numb in her mouth. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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smile traveled all the way up to his eyes. He leaned closer and rested his hand
on her hip. “Then perhaps you could be my personal tour guide,” he whispered in
her ear. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“I’m
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giggled at him. “I’m just going to sleep. It’s been a long day, and I’m afraid
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expression, he smiled again. “Tomorrow then? I’d really like to see you again.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>The Book Imphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02534317130301689162noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9069248695954293679.post-10981627044322144052012-04-22T09:05:00.000-07:002012-04-22T09:11:43.014-07:00Alexa Bourne<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Come join the party for HER HIGHLAND CHAMPION, a
brand new contemporary Scottish romantic suspense! Learn more about Alexa
Bourne as she travels on a blog tour! Leave a comment and be in the running for
a free copy of HER HIGHLAND CHAMPION, a $10 Amazon gift card, and a Scottish
surprise! The more you comment, the better your chances of being the winner.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Alexa Bourne is a teacher by day and a
romantic suspense writer by nights, weekends and all school holidays. She also
teaches online classes for writers throughout the year. She is thrilled to be
writing for Decadent Publishing and to have the chance to share her love of
Scotland with readers everywhere. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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love scenes or traveling and exploring cultures, Alexa spends her time reading,
watching brainless TV and thinking about exercising. She loves to hear from
readers. To find her, visit </span></span><a href="http://www.alexabourne.com/"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;">www.alexabourne.com</span></span></a><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"> or </span></span><a href="http://alexabourne.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;">http://alexabourne.blogspot.com</span></span></a><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">, </span></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/AuthorAlexaBourne"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;">http://www.facebook.com/AuthorAlexaBourne</span></span></a><strong><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"> </span></strong><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">or follow her on Twitter @AlexaBourne. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: #00000a;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A typical
day for me starts around 5:30, 6 o'clock in the morning. After breakfast and
getting ready for the day, I get online and check emails. If I need to post
blogs for the blogs I participate on or assignments for classes I'm teaching, I
do that. I usually only spend about 10-15 minutes on the computer in the
morning simply because I'm SO not a morning person and I'd rather sleep in
until the very last possible second!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="color: #00000a;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm a substitute
teacher so I'm busy during the school day shaping the minds of our future
leaders. (Some would say this is a bit frightening!) However, during the
teacher's conference period I read or write. <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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school day is over, I either go to my part-time tutoring job or I try to get to
the gym. I'm usually home by 8:30 at the latest, and that's when I get back
online to check and respond to emails again. I'll also comment on some blogs
and interviews (mine and those of friends, colleagues and my favorite authors.).
From 9 to 11 (or midnight if I'm on a roll!), I work on either writing or
promotional work depending on what's needed. Some days I'm home by 6 so I get
to spend more time writing or on promo.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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are completely different. In the mornings I get up and watch English soccer (Go
Liverpool!). Then I spend as much time as I can on writing or promoting my
books, my colleagues or writing in general. I do try to go out and do something
fun every once in a while too, like go to the bookstore or to the movies or
meet up with friends. I also try to get some exercise in too. Every once in a
while, usually when I need to procrastinate on my manuscripts, I clean the
house. (If I'm really struggling with the current work in progress, I clean the
car too!)</span></span></span></div>
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teacher, I have summers off. I do still work part time, but this is the point
in the year when I get a lot of writing done. Last summer I wrote rough drafts
of 2 new stories. I'm hoping I'll get the same amount of work done this summer
too! I do try to increase the number of gym classes I attend and I also try to
go on some vacation when I can. Other than that, I write!</span></span></span><span lang="EN-US"><o:p><span style="color: #00000a; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></o:p></span></div>
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weeks HER HIGHLAND CHAMPION has been on sale, I've learned very quickly that
being a writer is very much like being a teacher. Neither job is just a 9-5
job. I'm always thinking and planning and doing, and when one activity is done
there's ALWAYS something else to do!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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world, and a promising future once she finishes her Ph.D, she is finally
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doesn’t remember any of it.<br />
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Malcolm Fraser has returned to his Highland village to forget his failings as
a professional bodyguard. Believing he could just lose himself in the mundane
activities of running his bed & breakfast, he finds a woman’s lifeless
body by the loch instead….<br />
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Captivated by Heather as she regains her memory, Malcolm is thrown into the
line of duty. As danger comes knocking on their doors, will he be strong
enough to love her <i>and</i> keep her safe?<br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">She turned to the bedside. A man stood there
dressed in dark green sweats, with both hands clenched around the silver
bedside bar. He was handsome, with light eyes, dark hair cropped close to his
head, and a firm jaw. It was his hands, though. They drew her attention.
Clean skin, defined knuckles, large fingers. Hands rough from a hard day’s
physical labor, and yet, she imagined, gentle enough to caress the
afternoon’s sufferings away.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“It’s good to see you awake.” He smiled.
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Okay, the Scottish accent drew her
attention, too. At once, it both melted away some of her fears and sparked a
whirlwind of questions.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“Where am I?” Her throat scratched like
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“St. Catherine’s Hospital.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">She swallowed hard. “Where is that?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“Fort William.” He reached for something on
the table by her bed and brought back a plastic cup with a straw. “Here.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“Thank you.” The warm water coated her sore
vocal cords. She handed the cup back to him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Wait a
minute. Fort William?</span></i><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"> The only
Fort William she knew was in Scotland. “I don’t understand. How did I get
here?” Ignoring the aches in her body, she pressed both palms to the sheets
on each side of her and pushed herself up. The blanket fell away from her
chest and a new chill surrounded her. “What’s going on?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Her arms shook, and she collapsed back to
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“Relax.” The man set his palm on her
shoulder, as if to keep her flat against the mattress. The heat of his
fingers seeped through her hospital gown and into her skin. “I found you
unconscious on the beach in Glenhalish. I called for an ambulance, and they
brought you here.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“I was in Glenhalish?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“Aye, on a three day tour of the Highlands.
Do you not remember being there?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“No.” She squinted and studied him. No
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">He shook his head. “Only from the beach. I’m
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“What is it, lass?” he asked with such
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</tbody></table></span><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hi! I’m Diane Alberts, and today Joseph from ABSOLUTION is interviewing Eva! <o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In ABSOLUTION, Joseph and Eva are ex-lovers that have been thrown together by life-threatening circumstances. The kicker is, that not six weeks before the opening of the book, Eva finds Joseph in their bed—with a stripper. <o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She kicks him out, and they haven’t seen each other since that eventful morning. What ensues is an explosion of buried feelings—and lots of passion and fire.<o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Joseph: What did you think when you saw me outside of your building the day I came back to protect you?<o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eva: I thought I wanted to kill you for daring to show your face to me again. Then I wanted to kiss you…but I immediately wanted to kill you again.<o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Joseph: Yeah, I got that down pretty well, then. I held tight to my gun—just in case you whipped it out of my holster.<o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eva: (laughing) As if I could. What did you think?<o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Joseph: (looking deep into Eva’s eyes) I wanted to pick you up and never let you go. Ever.<o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eva: Aww. I love you.<o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Joseph picks up Eva and stalks out of the room. (Diane clears her throat) I’m thinking this interview just might be over. Thanks for stopping by, and getting a little more insight to Joseph ad Eva. Please enjoy this little snippet of the first time they see each other again—which is what they were just talking about!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> XXXXXX</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6c9m2vkVSTpLzEBEcAwkB-Z8pxuoOu-TSPqcm5nzedA9KHAkxO-jkUlMMJl1Uf4H9JmeRo4vJwhdiBiEwK6MSkg2SiW0SeR2hSOklqQJetZDheLT0_poDOFAJ6TdaCbOyltJe_qGyRen/s1600/Absolution+final.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6c9m2vkVSTpLzEBEcAwkB-Z8pxuoOu-TSPqcm5nzedA9KHAkxO-jkUlMMJl1Uf4H9JmeRo4vJwhdiBiEwK6MSkg2SiW0SeR2hSOklqQJetZDheLT0_poDOFAJ6TdaCbOyltJe_qGyRen/s320/Absolution+final.png" width="283" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Eva can’t believe Joseph dares to show his face to her after he’d cheated on her with a stripper—in her bed. She’d kicked him out, and has no desire to let him back in, despite his claims of being assigned to protect her from the Cartel. Her life very well may be in danger, but she fears more for the safety of her heart.</span><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Joseph made one foolish mistake a year ago, and has been paying for it ever since. She might not want to allow him into her life again, but he doesn’t care if she despises the very thought of him. His duty is to keep Eva alive, even if it might end up being the death of him. Because he never stopped loving her.</span><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Can they put their painful history aside, and work together against her enemy? Or will the past prove too strong to be forgiven?</span></span><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "MS Mincho";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> “What’s going on?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.4pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "MS Mincho";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“I’ll tell you everything. But not until I get you inside. Take me to your place.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.4pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "MS Mincho";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She laughed. “Hell, no.” Worried or not, he would get nowhere near her apartment ever again. “I told you when I kicked you out you’d never be welcome inside my house again. Nothing has changed. I’m a big girl. I can handle myself.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.4pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "MS Mincho";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She took a step away, and once again he took her by the elbow. This time, Joseph didn’t stop her but grabbed her and dragged her behind him.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.4pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "MS Mincho";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“No, you can’t. And if you won’t take me to your place, I’ll just lead the way. Either way, I'm getting in.” He tugged her toward the red-roofed, stucco building Eva lived in, and she tensed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.4pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "MS Mincho";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“Go to hell!” She struggled against his hold, but he didn’t even pause. She dug her heels into the cement and yanked her arm but failed to free herself from his grip. “I’ll scream.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.4pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "MS Mincho";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He stopped and leaned into her face. “You wouldn’t dare.” Without waiting for her reaction, he continued to escort her toward her building.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.4pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Cambria","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "MS Mincho";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She opened her mouth, took a deep breath, and yelled, “Help—”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.4pt;"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 14.4pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div><span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In addition to being a writer, Diane also reads slush for Entangled Publishing as an intern.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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</div>The Book Imphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02534317130301689162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9069248695954293679.post-19023038924014167512012-03-11T14:57:00.000-07:002012-03-11T14:57:52.675-07:00Bethany Lopez meets The Book Imp<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdIXRAOvPtdjpcG-QmRUilAF5A2k44imEslOSTJimDSvqG8zSzbh7IJLQH2-c883fx0AJwpNk0RjU5-OL_RlzSjbn0UHv8-ci55JYTE_jGmOw3PMZvTe2WCMvTR8MBkBgCG7ZUa17LWAtl/s1600/bethlopezbanner.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdIXRAOvPtdjpcG-QmRUilAF5A2k44imEslOSTJimDSvqG8zSzbh7IJLQH2-c883fx0AJwpNk0RjU5-OL_RlzSjbn0UHv8-ci55JYTE_jGmOw3PMZvTe2WCMvTR8MBkBgCG7ZUa17LWAtl/s320/bethlopezbanner.png" width="320" /></a></div><span style="color: #330000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bethany Lopez was born in Detroit, Michigan, and grew up in Michigan and San Antonio, Texas. She went to High School at Dearborn High, in Dearborn, Michigan, which is where she has set her Young Adult novel. She is married and has a blended family with five children. She is currently serving in the United States Air Force as a </span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bethany-Lopez/e/B0056NCP1S/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1#" title=""><span style="color: #330000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Recruiter</span></a><span style="color: #330000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> in Los Angeles, California. She has always loved to read and write and has seen her dream realized by independently </span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bethany-Lopez/e/B0056NCP1S/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1#" title=""><span style="color: #330000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">publishing</span></a><span style="color: #330000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> her contemporary Young Adult series, Stories About Melissa. Ta Ta for Now! and xoxoxo are available now. She is currently working on the third book in the series, Ciao.</span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hello and welcome to our world Bethany Lopez. As we live in an enchanted forest and we are magical folk, let us transport you to another world for your interview today.Tell us where you would like to go and why. It could be another time or a setting that is special to you. Just say the word and we are there……. I have always wanted to go to an enchanted forest; can I come visit you there?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVmDxTCyxd3X7r9KMKSsz33bv9rIo1QFm7VX9AUclb6Kquwl5cD2covY43I8WEJy-INMZOh9FH9__Y4lKK_GkzP38QtEBbDL99L9r4kbTnpU5Pq9RpWa0vHTsugjZgrMsHoBqPJbhgIc0t/s1600/enchanted_forest_puzzle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVmDxTCyxd3X7r9KMKSsz33bv9rIo1QFm7VX9AUclb6Kquwl5cD2covY43I8WEJy-INMZOh9FH9__Y4lKK_GkzP38QtEBbDL99L9r4kbTnpU5Pq9RpWa0vHTsugjZgrMsHoBqPJbhgIc0t/s320/enchanted_forest_puzzle.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Now that we are sitting in your special place, we have a few impish questions to ask of you. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">B – How do you carry out your <u>background</u> research? </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I do a lot of research online. It is wonderful to have so much information available at our fingertips!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">O – Do you ever <u>obsess</u> over your work?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I do… I think about it all of the time: when I am in the shower, stuck in traffic, or working at my day-to-day job.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">O – From a writing point of view, what has been your most memorable <u>occasion</u>?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I just attended the Southern California Writer’s Conference and it was an amazing event filled with wonderful workshops and inspirational writers.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJge4QVwMShkJYv4uem01FAJgBqxtSd7whkkVvDoVD1sXophnphtC9WtZ6gvzdP47rJX_GQBtxFANPmxdFGakSAXHpNewUaejtht5Ffdy0-UeAooT5D43AbJWZoKsRfVSUmm0cNJby90-U/s1600/lips.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJge4QVwMShkJYv4uem01FAJgBqxtSd7whkkVvDoVD1sXophnphtC9WtZ6gvzdP47rJX_GQBtxFANPmxdFGakSAXHpNewUaejtht5Ffdy0-UeAooT5D43AbJWZoKsRfVSUmm0cNJby90-U/s200/lips.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">K- Of all the <u>kisses</u> you have ever written about, which is your favourite and why?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Hmmm… It has to be Melissa’s first kiss, which was in Ta Ta for Now!. She and Brian kissed in the movie theatre on their first date. It was short and sweet.</span><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What would you say is the most <u>important</u> thing to consider before starting to write a book? </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">What your intention for the book is. A lot of the time your characters will develop through the course of writing, but you need to know what the arc of your story is. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">M – How do you plot your <u>male</u> characters? Are they based on people you know or your ideal man? Do you have physical or mental pictures of your male characters?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I do visualize the guys as I am writing. They are not based solely on one guy, but have bits and pieces of people I know and traits that I find attractive.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">P- Do you prefer to write from the male or female<u> point</u> of view? </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I write from the female POV. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>F - What do you like to do for <u>fun</u>?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I love to read and write. I also enjoy taking pictures and going hiking.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A – What is the most <u>adventurous</u> thing you have ever done?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I have gone ziplining and parasailing, even though I am afraid of heights, all within the last year.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What is your favourite musical <u>instrument</u> and why?</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctQtk-mxzRKwHXU4KyoXbdpQqa5Fnr5zyu0fwfAWD-M2MCmfdboIJKhSX__D7zhDJhNTy0fheFH0ROrGDZ1nJlEP2LbueEyEnFz_aeN_uBE-AwJHPRsDyLoVh6UDQahWw1kR5ZF5TXe7U/s1600/saxaphone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctQtk-mxzRKwHXU4KyoXbdpQqa5Fnr5zyu0fwfAWD-M2MCmfdboIJKhSX__D7zhDJhNTy0fheFH0ROrGDZ1nJlEP2LbueEyEnFz_aeN_uBE-AwJHPRsDyLoVh6UDQahWw1kR5ZF5TXe7U/s320/saxaphone.jpg" width="151" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I love the sound of the sax! There is just nothing like it. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">R – What genre of books do you like to <u>read</u> the most?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I really love quite a few: Paranormal, Romance, Horror, Mystery, Thriller, and Contemporary Literature, to name a few.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Y – What is your favourite memory from your <u>youth</u> or childhood? </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">When I was around nine, we moved to a small town outside of San Antonio, Texas. I spent my days outside, exploring the woods with my friends, and playing in the river. The three years we lived there was a very happy time for me.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Blurb for XOXOXO</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p><span><span id="ecxfreeText14960529084705577773">Melissa has learned a lot since her freshman year began, but it isn’t over yet! Her world is about to change again with the birth of her new sibling, and she has to figure out how she will adjust to being the eldest of five kids. She, Jess, andJimmy are inseparable, and she is having a fantastic time although she can’t help but miss Brian as she tries to learn how to deal with his relationship with Layla. Everything seems to be happening at once and that is when she is introduced to Ben Campbell, a senior at Dearborn High, who becomes an interesting distraction as he helps her deal with the new developments in her life.</span></span></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p><span><span><strong><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">This YA novel is available now for purchase as a <br />
paperback or ebook:</span></strong><span><a href="https://www.createspace.com/3772147" title=""><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">https://www.createspace.com/3772147</span></a><br />
<span><a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/135762" title=""><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/135762</span></a><br />
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/xoxoxo-Stories-About-Melissa-ebook/dp/B007G2HBLG/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1330700751&sr=1-3"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">http://www.amazon.com/xoxoxo-Stories-About-Melissa-ebook/dp/B007G2HBLG/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1330700751&sr=1-3</span></a><br />
<span></span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span><a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/xoxoxo-bethany-lopez/1109232580?ean=2940013919617"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/xoxoxo-bethany-lopez/1109232580?ean=2940013919617</span></a></span></span></span></span></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</div>The Book Imphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02534317130301689162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9069248695954293679.post-45017160027565186832012-03-10T05:28:00.001-08:002012-03-10T05:29:30.016-08:00The Girl in the Box by Sheila Dalton<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWfUxLx54JeeA2E1uXUZ_jCdK3KC4ErHo31IQDnOTE25YvugjujzaetIdcAKyKXWv9Ujqwo5-u3Du7bwXngkPw0l9R5o0BAcpHgXoocpmYiLq4ELMpv3kWDrKgpqnxM3z_gM-e2rrFcWYK/s1600/boxgirl.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="248" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWfUxLx54JeeA2E1uXUZ_jCdK3KC4ErHo31IQDnOTE25YvugjujzaetIdcAKyKXWv9Ujqwo5-u3Du7bwXngkPw0l9R5o0BAcpHgXoocpmYiLq4ELMpv3kWDrKgpqnxM3z_gM-e2rrFcWYK/s320/boxgirl.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hello and welcome to our world, Sheila Dalton. As we live in an enchanted forest and we are magical folk, let us transport you to another world for your interview today. Tell us where you would like to go and why. It could be another time or a setting that is special to you. Just say the word and we are there……. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimiR_COc-cyFkHUgCeYNazuoujlZ7W7qaI2YHVe0rukhCaIeuPMcnRWdRfHMKANE6ycyaElynaLXf6nYB77bAjRrSXeYFgCPI00-s9r5SKP1mC81w-fflzU5XAF9Sd-esHLjHit4uayRa_/s1600/guatemala-thebook-cover9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimiR_COc-cyFkHUgCeYNazuoujlZ7W7qaI2YHVe0rukhCaIeuPMcnRWdRfHMKANE6ycyaElynaLXf6nYB77bAjRrSXeYFgCPI00-s9r5SKP1mC81w-fflzU5XAF9Sd-esHLjHit4uayRa_/s320/guatemala-thebook-cover9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I would like to go back to Guatemala, where my book <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Girl in the Box</i> is set, or Morocco, or Cuba, where the water is clear as a mirror and the silvery fish bump against your calves like friendly kittens.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What would you say is the most <u>important</u> thing to consider before starting to write a book?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Whether the subject matter and storyline are going to keep your interest. You and your book will form a partnership that could last a very long time. You want to make sure you won’t tire of each other!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">M – How do you plot your <u>male</u> characters? Are they based on people you know or your ideal man? Do you have physical or mental pictures of your male characters?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My male characters are based on many different things - people I’ve known, certainly; sometimes, people I’d like to have known. They take on a life of their own after a while, so that even if they start out being my ideal man, they don’t stay that way forever! Kind of like real life, when you think about it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">P- Do you like to work in<u> peace</u> and quiet? Or noise?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Oh, definitely peace and quiet. I love to be alone at home, knowing my husband and son will return eventually, but in the meantime I am blissfully, and quietly, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">alone</i>.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>F - What do you like to do for <u>fun</u>?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I love gardening, and listening to music, and playing with my cats. Also reading and singing and going on trips into the Canadian countryside, going to movies with my son or husband, weekends away in little hotels. I also love to travel, but can’t often afford it anymore.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A – What has been the most <u>amazing</u> point in your life so far?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Several experiences I’ve had while meditating - a sense of utter and complete peace, a sense of having discovered a secret that opens up the world.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What is your favourite musical <u>instrument</u> and why?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctQtk-mxzRKwHXU4KyoXbdpQqa5Fnr5zyu0fwfAWD-M2MCmfdboIJKhSX__D7zhDJhNTy0fheFH0ROrGDZ1nJlEP2LbueEyEnFz_aeN_uBE-AwJHPRsDyLoVh6UDQahWw1kR5ZF5TXe7U/s1600/saxaphone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctQtk-mxzRKwHXU4KyoXbdpQqa5Fnr5zyu0fwfAWD-M2MCmfdboIJKhSX__D7zhDJhNTy0fheFH0ROrGDZ1nJlEP2LbueEyEnFz_aeN_uBE-AwJHPRsDyLoVh6UDQahWw1kR5ZF5TXe7U/s320/saxaphone.jpg" width="151" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The saxophone. I just love the sound it makes, I can’t really explain why. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">R – Do you like<u> reality</u> shows? <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">No, I really hate them!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglkJbI0CrVta15NnKD1AJCQSV9A4BkrzkrfI0FmIgFsc57kZhJXphDGmuxMUqFJXhXDNMGf_vOqPYdZfY810gsbZtl7VFSThN2tUTMaqYMKT8U8lyJChdHgoALCtNidjncANQe2m46Goag/s1600/hedgehog3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglkJbI0CrVta15NnKD1AJCQSV9A4BkrzkrfI0FmIgFsc57kZhJXphDGmuxMUqFJXhXDNMGf_vOqPYdZfY810gsbZtl7VFSThN2tUTMaqYMKT8U8lyJChdHgoALCtNidjncANQe2m46Goag/s320/hedgehog3.jpg" width="277" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Going into the woods behind our house in Drayton, England, to what we called “Over the Back” and having great imaginary adventures. Also, feeding the hedgehogs that lived there. I’ve since learned we possibly fed them all the wrong things - bread soaked in milk mostly - but we didn’t know that then. They felt like prickly little friends. I loved them. We don’t have them here in Canada. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now read a sample from The Girl in the Box.</span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt 4.3pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;">JERRY</span></b><b><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan;"><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:country-region w:st="on"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Guatemala</span></span></st1:country-region></st1:place><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">, Feb., 1983<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /> <br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /> <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The smell was thick as sludge, and rancid. It forced an intake of breath when Jerry wanted to pinch his nostrils shut and run out of the hut. <br />
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He struggled to ignore it, but the stench dropped into his throat and lodged there. When he tried to swallow, he coughed instead.</span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;">“<i>Agua</i>?” He turned to the Mayan behind him. “<i>Por favor</i>?”</span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;">The man nodded while continuing to talk to his wife.</span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;">Jerry leaned into his arms on the rough-hewn table and stared at the crucifixes on the wall. </span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;">There were five hand-carved wooden Messiahs in front of him, each more lurid than the last. One strained so far outwards from his cross that Jerry thought he looked like he could tear himself off and change religious history. Painted blood ran from the hands, feet and sides of all five, and hung in gobs from a number of wounded knees. It cascaded over one Christ’s body in vermilion stripes, ending in a single dangling blob at the bottom of the cross. </span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;">The murmur behind Jerry grew louder. He swivelled around. The couple dropped their eyes and lowered their voices simultaneously, as though<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>performing a duet. </span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;">“<i>Agua</i>?” he pleaded, a hand to his throat.</span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;">“<i>Si, Senor</i>.” This time, the man shooed his wife behind a ragged curtain then followed her out of sight.</span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Jerry concentrated on the pictures on the wall,. colourful renditions of what he thought must be Mayan deities, interspersed with rumpled copies of paintings of Catholic saints. An abundance of spiritualities, where he himself had none.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;">He frowned at the uplifted eyes and sweet secretive smiles of the saints. Multicoloured woollen frames bordered each blissful face—red, orange, bright yellow, the kind of blues and greens that oceans radiate and skies sometimes faintly reflect—colours out of a child’s fantasy, woven together with tufts and tassels and thick, knotted fringes that infused the pictures with the kind of robust good cheer he’d come to admire in Latin Americans themselves. </span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;">His spirits lifted. But there was that unhealthy smell, and a filthy blanket hanging heavily over the doorway, blocking air and light.</span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Buy the book on Amazon </span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Girl-Box-Sheila-Dalton/dp/1926607260"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">http://www.amazon.com/Girl-Box-Sheila-Dalton/dp/1926607260</span></a></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 4.5pt 0pt; mso-hyphenate: auto; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span lang="EN-CA" style="color: #333333; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Visit Sheila's website </span><a href="http://www.sheila-anne-dalton.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ff0099; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">http://www.sheila-anne-dalton.com</span></a></span><span lang="EN-CA" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>The Book Imphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02534317130301689162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9069248695954293679.post-73181067707233924582012-02-29T12:48:00.000-08:002012-02-29T12:48:24.141-08:00Interview with Aubrie Dionne<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdlOItmmIES5N6dN8LMsZ56bSCqYNvs6fGxqCsWZtj3xvWNAtJjBTOOEiNluVvxfvhLazO32CobqDJhkGbu94tSMOgnqi52gUNen1kf1pjIzWKe_UfYTzP_UBu21JKRSRwZ8wv8LnTm7-R/s1600/tundra37blogbanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdlOItmmIES5N6dN8LMsZ56bSCqYNvs6fGxqCsWZtj3xvWNAtJjBTOOEiNluVvxfvhLazO32CobqDJhkGbu94tSMOgnqi52gUNen1kf1pjIzWKe_UfYTzP_UBu21JKRSRwZ8wv8LnTm7-R/s320/tundra37blogbanner.jpg" uda="true" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hello and welcome to our world Aubrie. As we live in an enchanted forest and we are magical folk, let us transport you to another world for your interview today. Tell us where you would like to go and why. It could be another time or a setting that is special to you. Just say the word and we are there……. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVcXqCzl3HSfK45PEr7qLwBA9Ptg22er21jdnOuMje0SmFLfiH0iqybe0E71vfewCJRnm3v_K9Hh3fHaxn5HEHLuqeVazwnz85J8tAumCAh2kKz6yVDqpmoJLtQmS3t8Lcfg1NzFRU98j1/s1600/lord_of_the_rings-1600x1200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVcXqCzl3HSfK45PEr7qLwBA9Ptg22er21jdnOuMje0SmFLfiH0iqybe0E71vfewCJRnm3v_K9Hh3fHaxn5HEHLuqeVazwnz85J8tAumCAh2kKz6yVDqpmoJLtQmS3t8Lcfg1NzFRU98j1/s320/lord_of_the_rings-1600x1200.jpg" uda="true" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’d love to go to Rivendale, where the elves in LOTR live. It seems so peaceful and elegant, the perfect place for an interview! </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Now that we are sitting in your special place, we have a few impish questions to ask of you.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">B – What was your favourite <u>book</u> from your childhood?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I loved the Secret of the Unicorn Queen Series. I had books 4-6, and I read them over and over again. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">O – What is your favourite <u>object</u> on your writing desk?</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoM59nDMZZ9hvJvQMjdbkFQzS8n1yHpnhXPhiK9pfrRgvLOy2G08RSFB8TexACACQRvjEGj0SOnr8F7qmLyE-JNyN9OcpA8BIJw_HCwt4SHcm7QFggBoeYCZc55CxHPnP8biS9glVgIPEw/s1600/sticky-notes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoM59nDMZZ9hvJvQMjdbkFQzS8n1yHpnhXPhiK9pfrRgvLOy2G08RSFB8TexACACQRvjEGj0SOnr8F7qmLyE-JNyN9OcpA8BIJw_HCwt4SHcm7QFggBoeYCZc55CxHPnP8biS9glVgIPEw/s320/sticky-notes.jpg" uda="true" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">My notepads and sticky notes. Without them, I’d have to keep everything in my head and I’d go crazy trying to remember all the little details! </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">O – From a writing point of view, what has been your most memorable <u>occasion</u>?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Probably selling my space opera series to Entangled Publishing. It came up on Publisher’s Marketplace and everything! </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">K- Of all the <u>kisses</u> you have ever written about, which is your favourite and why?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">I don’t think I can pick a favourite, I love them all so much! </span><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What would you say is the most <u>important</u> thing to consider before starting to write a book?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">That you have to write the book for yourself and not worry about what others are going to think! </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">M – How do you plot your <u>male</u> characters? Are they based on people you know or your ideal man? Do you have physical or mental pictures of your male characters?</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIO-kxX8VQkS_611Xd6y9RX9yceoqvbcO9gYARrd7OoM_IQ0Ez6RmQZhzyEPlfw2ilozPGI8v93zQh6txfFQQoS32MD9gCp53_I8-GQ7i-fQdqTFPER8aCcnAZIWOkyIf_raujpvQesGad/s1600/fassy-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIO-kxX8VQkS_611Xd6y9RX9yceoqvbcO9gYARrd7OoM_IQ0Ez6RmQZhzyEPlfw2ilozPGI8v93zQh6txfFQQoS32MD9gCp53_I8-GQ7i-fQdqTFPER8aCcnAZIWOkyIf_raujpvQesGad/s320/fassy-9.jpg" uda="true" width="313" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I definitely try to imagine my favourite actors as the male characters. Otherwise, they would appear all girly like me! I love Michael Fassbender, especially his recent role as Mr. Rochester in Jane Eyre. He could definitely play the lead character in my books any day. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">P- Are you a <u>perfectionist</u> when it comes to writing?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Not at all! I read the previous day’s work before I start and fix it up, but then I keep on going. </span></span></div><br />
<div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><strong><span lang="EN-US">Prologue</span></strong><span lang="EN-US"></span></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><strong><span lang="EN-US">The Seers</span></strong><span lang="EN-US"></span></div><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I’m losing her.</span></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Abysme guides the vessel in silence, her blind eyes rolling as she senses our course, two hundred years away from Paradise 18. She’s scattered her thoughts among the stars, and her mind drifts farther from the sister I once knew. I fear the machine has engulfed her individuality. She’s forgotten the meaning of our goal, the oath we took three centuries ago. Most of all, she’s forgotten me, creating an emptiness inside me more profound than the desolation surrounding us.</span></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If I had my arms, I’d reach out to comfort her and usher her back from the black abyss spread before us. As children, I kept her alive through the destruction, signing us up for the <em>Expedition</em> and winning two tickets off Old Earth before it succumbed to hell. But can I save her now?</span></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I send impulses through my brainwaves and into the ship. <em>Bysme, do you hear me? </em></span></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Unlike her, I have one operating eye and can see the control chamber we hang from. Twisting my head, I search her features. Her skeletal face twitches. She writhes and the wires holding her in place stretch taut. I wonder what I’ve done to us, the shock of our disembodiment jolting me. Every input hole drilled into my skull snakes with activity. The ship surges through me, a vast intranet of information, names, status charts, and infinite trajectories. If I couldn’t feel the cold, regulated air on the remnants of my torso, I’d be lost in the machine too. I remind myself of our mission and the perseverance flows into my veins.</span></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She doesn’t respond and the fear wells up from within me. Can I guide the ship alone? I realize I’ve left her at the helm for too long while I drifted into memories.</span></span><br />
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<a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/tundra-37-aubrie-dionne/1108616503?ean=2940014020817" target="_blank">Purchase Tundra 37 </a>The Book Imphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02534317130301689162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9069248695954293679.post-46047013817338015782012-02-19T11:13:00.000-08:002012-02-19T11:13:52.457-08:00Em Petrova Interview<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht847Pzm6-oC8MSSFS3U7uhFbbjhO_rY-4xtW_5hACEVAmygusERcCkeIxqf51iGaE3GIrGdvpZcG8SHPDSmXrp6jShfC-UjhZCGjcDsNdwk8OJ_jj0-ZloTUVAkDWar6drAgQTtVXESUa/s1600/EP_OutlawsofLove_coverlg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht847Pzm6-oC8MSSFS3U7uhFbbjhO_rY-4xtW_5hACEVAmygusERcCkeIxqf51iGaE3GIrGdvpZcG8SHPDSmXrp6jShfC-UjhZCGjcDsNdwk8OJ_jj0-ZloTUVAkDWar6drAgQTtVXESUa/s1600/EP_OutlawsofLove_coverlg.jpg" yda="true" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hello and welcome to our world Em Petrova. As we live in an enchanted forest and we are magical folk, let us transport you to another world for your interview today. Tell us where you would like to go and why. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8DHiaQ9vXJshHfqKhNy2duduDG3QOxthMwEOM8IN7Scv7rvNTRaUd_eTKhOwvURgWwKEktQOl2hjaQ3EmFBQR8AARdlHHcsEFvexdad6WcLx-3s4pSqDKYbi9IEzL3LYK0OSdVCHMZY0z/s1600/royal-caribbean-cruise-ship.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8DHiaQ9vXJshHfqKhNy2duduDG3QOxthMwEOM8IN7Scv7rvNTRaUd_eTKhOwvURgWwKEktQOl2hjaQ3EmFBQR8AARdlHHcsEFvexdad6WcLx-3s4pSqDKYbi9IEzL3LYK0OSdVCHMZY0z/s320/royal-caribbean-cruise-ship.jpg" width="320" yda="true" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">*clicks heels* There’s no place like a cruise ship in the middle of the Caribbean!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What would you say is the most <u>important</u> thing to consider before starting to write a book? <span style="color: #1f497d;">Goal, motivation, and conflict of the characters. Since I write erotic romance, sex is a major part of the plot to consider too. If your characters aren’t together, they aren’t having sex. The sooner you throw them into action, the better the outcome of the book.</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">M – How do you plot your <u>male</u> characters? Are they based on people you know or your ideal man? Do you have physical or mental pictures of your male characters? <span style="color: #1f497d;">My male characters sort of crash-land into my mind when I least expect them to. I can visualize them very clearly and I hope my readers can as well. Each hero must be a fantastic lover, or willing to pump it up, and he must have flaws. A little torture helps too. Everyone loves a tortured hero!</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">P- Do you like to work in<u> peace</u> and quiet? Or noise?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I have four kids, so I often write in the midst of chaos. When I’m alone, I always have music on.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>F - What do you like to do for <u>fun</u>?</span><a href="" name="_GoBack"></a></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Write! I have the BEST job in the world, don’t you think? I get to spend all day playing with my characters and introducing them to my readers!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A – What has been the most <u>amazing</u> point in your life so far?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Becoming a mother. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What is your favourite musical <u>instrument</u> and why?</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBS5AVzOBG-rmr5Mcwjl_LPU0FrEsn53O0NSCjy8jUw2zmZsBN0Sy4ARx-Gl8RXMMJHZS4wHwAxmNWS1Ln7XdxE7_EHYsiCPKW0X2-IYftk_xBx5BvR89A39jmBTH-6VTRmemxfIfNRXX/s1600/violin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBS5AVzOBG-rmr5Mcwjl_LPU0FrEsn53O0NSCjy8jUw2zmZsBN0Sy4ARx-Gl8RXMMJHZS4wHwAxmNWS1Ln7XdxE7_EHYsiCPKW0X2-IYftk_xBx5BvR89A39jmBTH-6VTRmemxfIfNRXX/s320/violin.jpg" width="320" yda="true" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I play the piano but my daughter plays the violin. I love listening to her, so I’d have to go with that.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">R – Do you like<u> reality</u> shows? </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I love shows like Project Runway or Top Chef. I did get into the Glee Project with my kids too. But I’m not a Real Housewives of Snookie kind of gal LOL!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Y – What is your favourite memory from your <u>youth</u> or childhood?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Swimming in the Gulf of Mexico and seeing dolphins behind me.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: #1f497d; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Thank you for your time! I’ve loved answering your questions!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Em Petrova</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">~where words mean so much more~</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><a href="http://www.empetrova.com/"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Calibri;">www.empetrova.com</span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv7Fpw3GSHhmiv_F3J35jhJJ7S9hR5IpUv6FWY-j5d-ECm4tASorcZUFTiIVd_OSJpFlynDmwnxb0VHth6GzH7DAd5fbiu0ZqRIX0mMmeLLcV8p2tTzaqsID6aU_KO64CMC1TKk4AdHHZw/s1600/emoutlawsbanner.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv7Fpw3GSHhmiv_F3J35jhJJ7S9hR5IpUv6FWY-j5d-ECm4tASorcZUFTiIVd_OSJpFlynDmwnxb0VHth6GzH7DAd5fbiu0ZqRIX0mMmeLLcV8p2tTzaqsID6aU_KO64CMC1TKk4AdHHZw/s320/emoutlawsbanner.png" width="292" yda="true" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">BUY OUTLAWS OF LOVE </span><a href="http://www.loose-id.com/Outlaws-of-Love.aspx"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Calibri;">http://www.loose-id.com/Outlaws-of-Love.aspx</span></a> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #854f4f; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">Em Petrova lives in backwoods Pennsylvania, where she raises four kids and two feral kittens and pays too damn much for utilities. But seeing her sexy husband tromp out back with a chainsaw in hand is well worth the frustration of living miles from a mall. She adores writing sex scenes and anything paranormal. When she has the opportunity to mix the two, she’s in her element. </span></div><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #854f4f; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;">You can learn more about her smutty reads at <a href="http://www.empetrova.com/">http://www.empetrova.com/</a></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US" style="color: #854f4f; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-GB;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Outlaws of<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Love</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Blurb:</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Upon traveling west to marry, Annabelle Stephens longed to leave her nickname of Sweetheart Annie and the strict rules of Boston society behind, but the taboo freedom she faces wasn’t exactly what she had in mind. When a sexy outlaw storms into her rented room and kidnaps her, she’s embroiled in a dangerous game with not one man, but two. </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Until now Xander Hollis wanted one thing—or maybe two—to stop the Southern Gorge Railroad from stealing the homesteaders’ land, and to act on his desires with his partner in crime James. Like Robin Hoods of the old west, he and James embark on a mission to rob from the rich and give to the poor. When he refuses to let go of the woman who could identify him, he finds he’s in true danger. Danger of losing his heart to the heiress of the very railroad corporation he struggles to bring down.</span></span></span></div></span>The Book Imphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02534317130301689162noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9069248695954293679.post-73580765080060555152012-02-13T08:22:00.000-08:002012-02-13T08:22:45.686-08:00Jeanne Bannon joins The Book Imp<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh1xfC-zSFkxF2ESTyBbdEBykUooAF8KxzETxn0ZFUHz1optWb8pxnEp8S4wkAGSpHnqvEdtb9ZjJF_JZ00K93XHpsviycYB2S4odHmlkcPEbZ3spKTk5JIHpeFW2pSnvGiaYLiN7pYx8q/s1600/Jeanne+Bannon++pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh1xfC-zSFkxF2ESTyBbdEBykUooAF8KxzETxn0ZFUHz1optWb8pxnEp8S4wkAGSpHnqvEdtb9ZjJF_JZ00K93XHpsviycYB2S4odHmlkcPEbZ3spKTk5JIHpeFW2pSnvGiaYLiN7pYx8q/s320/Jeanne+Bannon++pic.jpg" width="212" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hello and welcome to our world Jeanne. As we live in an enchanted forest and we are magical folk, let us transport you to another world for your interview today. Tell us where you would like to go and why. It could be another time or a setting that is special to you. Just say the word and we are there……. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggKOLRxGAVcM3Sppt4LrQKLeUU3o4e_iTns6DD3wE81jTDSg-DdNjuQKtOaU2xseDF8wXNHwSdQ4zTzTJxyc-v1G4K7OhohBy0o2k642dds8eiO7d736pd6upfw9ZVI9foLfnFrehmO9bk/s1600/Beach-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggKOLRxGAVcM3Sppt4LrQKLeUU3o4e_iTns6DD3wE81jTDSg-DdNjuQKtOaU2xseDF8wXNHwSdQ4zTzTJxyc-v1G4K7OhohBy0o2k642dds8eiO7d736pd6upfw9ZVI9foLfnFrehmO9bk/s320/Beach-2.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If I could be anywhere I would be sitting on a beach. It wouldn’t matter where, just as long as it’s by the ocean and water is calm and clear. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now that we are sitting in your special place, we have a few impish questions to ask of you.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">B – How do you carry out your <u>background</u> research?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Fortunately with <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Invisible</i> I didn’t have much research to do. It’s a contemporary story about a teenage girl. I have an 18-year-old daughter and a pretty good memory so that’s what I relied on to make the book as real as possible.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">O – Do you ever <u>obsess</u> over your work? </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of course I obsess. I think about it all the time. Usually I’m obsessing about how I think my writing is not good enough, or that I haven’t written enough on any given day. I’m always pushing myself and can be hard on myself, but I think without those qualities, I would never have finished <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Invisible</i>.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">O – From a writing point of view, what has been your most memorable <u>occasion</u>?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My launch party. It was held at a local bookstore and I loved being surrounded by family and friends. And we sold out of books! </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJge4QVwMShkJYv4uem01FAJgBqxtSd7whkkVvDoVD1sXophnphtC9WtZ6gvzdP47rJX_GQBtxFANPmxdFGakSAXHpNewUaejtht5Ffdy0-UeAooT5D43AbJWZoKsRfVSUmm0cNJby90-U/s1600/lips.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJge4QVwMShkJYv4uem01FAJgBqxtSd7whkkVvDoVD1sXophnphtC9WtZ6gvzdP47rJX_GQBtxFANPmxdFGakSAXHpNewUaejtht5Ffdy0-UeAooT5D43AbJWZoKsRfVSUmm0cNJby90-U/s320/lips.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">K- Of all the <u>kisses</u> you have ever written about, which is your favourite and why?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">I would have to say Lola’s first kiss. She’s my main character in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Invisible</i>. The kiss was sweet and innocent and really meant a lot to Lola. It was also pivotal in that it set her on a path of determination. That’s all I can say without giving away too much. </span><span style="line-height: 115%;"></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I – What would you say is the most <u>important</u> thing to consider before starting to write a book?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For me the most important thing is to have an outline. I can’t write without one. It will change and develop as I write but I don’t like to start out staring at a blank page with no idea what’s going to come out of me. Also, the most important part of any novel (in my opinion) is the ending and without an outline how can an author plan an ending where all the loose ends are tied?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">M – How do you plot your <u>male</u> characters? Are they based on people you know or your ideal man? Do you have physical or mental pictures of your male characters?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Invisible</i>, no, the male characters were not based on anyone. I try not to make my characters physically perfect. I want them to be real. But of course, the lead character will possess qualities that make him attractive. He may not be physically perfect but he’s desirable...does that make sense?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">P- Do you prefer to write from the male or female<u> point</u> of view?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Good question. Since both of my novels are written from a female point of view, maybe I should say a female point of view. Although I have started another YA novel in which I write from a male point of view. Okay, it’s a toss up. It doesn’t really matter.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>F - What do you like to do for <u>fun</u>?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I’m really boring, I like to read and hang out with my family. Though I do love to travel but don’t have enough time or money to do as much travelling as I’d like. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A – What is the most <u>adventurous</u> thing you have ever done?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Again, I’m really boring. I did go up in a hot air balloon once. Sadly, that would be the pinnacle of adventure for me.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I – What is your favourite musical <u>instrument</u> and why?</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhW3j-5a2g1ReUvu7hjuAlNsf-zg6A4tT69h77kW6eakCuOcZRmuPFRqficoVLQCeOS-oKsMQjKGwuRhu1CIaKhLoEXuIxerI3N9oG0zB9zCfVxKuOeD9Zz8fJ0TqGY5e2lJnK7uXxTb7I/s1600/Piano_Pokorny_1905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhW3j-5a2g1ReUvu7hjuAlNsf-zg6A4tT69h77kW6eakCuOcZRmuPFRqficoVLQCeOS-oKsMQjKGwuRhu1CIaKhLoEXuIxerI3N9oG0zB9zCfVxKuOeD9Zz8fJ0TqGY5e2lJnK7uXxTb7I/s320/Piano_Pokorny_1905.jpg" width="304" /></span></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The piano. I suppose the reason why is that I’ve always wanted to learn to play one. Perhaps one day. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">R – What genre of books do you like to <u>read</u> the most?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I love to read literary works, in particular historical novels. Of course, I could never ever write one. But I greatly admire the authors who do. It takes way too much time and research for me.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Y – What is your favourite memory from your <u>youth</u> or childhood?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Being with my grandmother. There’s one day in particular that I remember vividly. It was Christmas Eve. I was about 8 years old and we were on our way to my aunt and uncle’s house. I recall the feeling of safety and love I felt while snuggling with my grandmother in the back seat of the car. That was the best feeling in the world.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBNRd0UTn4mBmv1Z5mCdR780vzhWQldYzKjzrWIGQmJ2CYrvPiRJSDYE2qrIF0m5X0vIl7hSR8ar-a-a_6ha98lRJPaMDkZ6Q7GVoHm3kX0Hhy_vAKdMyccWcegZdJFs9SWUnbE02CKnQ/s1600/INVISIBLE_COVER_(sm).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBNRd0UTn4mBmv1Z5mCdR780vzhWQldYzKjzrWIGQmJ2CYrvPiRJSDYE2qrIF0m5X0vIl7hSR8ar-a-a_6ha98lRJPaMDkZ6Q7GVoHm3kX0Hhy_vAKdMyccWcegZdJFs9SWUnbE02CKnQ/s1600/INVISIBLE_COVER_(sm).jpg" /></span></a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><u><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Blurb</span></span></u></div><div class="MsoBodyText" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><em><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lola’s not pretty. Lola’s not popular. Lola wishes she could disappear … and then one day she does just that...</span></em></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For seventeen-year-old Lola Savullo, life is a struggle. Born to funky parents who are more <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">in</i> than she could ever be, Lola’s dream of becoming a writer makes her an outsider even in her own home. Bullied and despised, Lola still has the support of her best pal Charlie and Grandma Rose.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Not only is she freakishly tall, Lola’s a <i>big</i> girl and when forced to wear a bathing suit at her summer job as a camp counselor, Lola’s only escape from deep embarrassment seems to be to literally vanish. Soon after, she discovers the roots of her new “ability”. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
Slowly, with Charlie’s help, Lola learns to control the new super power. The possibilities are endless. Yet power can be abused, too…</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
Then, when tragedy strikes, Lola must summon her inner strength, both at home and at school. She has to stand up for herself, despite the temptations and possibilities of her newfound super power. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
A coming-of-age story that will warm the heart. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXfl_7oh1jVxXXqR_e-9-wA3xN53ZBFo4EEDY5xGskcKEsKRMcILUT5XnVz7uFrABnFSMdDoFl4QEuK83H1OldkT0Ef12A-Pn22ELUGDfV8wZmnmaUYcIji-sqYNJZzxyFX8z9jKxuyCgm/s1600/invisible+blogtourbanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="260" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXfl_7oh1jVxXXqR_e-9-wA3xN53ZBFo4EEDY5xGskcKEsKRMcILUT5XnVz7uFrABnFSMdDoFl4QEuK83H1OldkT0Ef12A-Pn22ELUGDfV8wZmnmaUYcIji-sqYNJZzxyFX8z9jKxuyCgm/s320/invisible+blogtourbanner.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><u><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span></span></span></u></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><u><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Excerpt</span></span></u></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Chapter Three</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I always leave Grandma Rose’s apartment with a smile on my face and an ache in my heart, wishing my mother were like her. How lucky for my mom to have such a wonderful, almost normal, mother. While I’m stuck with a parent in an ever-present state of adolescence, whose life’s mission is to desperately hang onto what’s left of her looks. My mom, with her rat’s nest of hair stacked high on her head, dyed cherry red with chunky blonde highlights and dark brown lowlights, and extensions thrown in for good measure. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">A woman can’t ever have too much hair</i>, she’s forever saying. Giving me her version of what passes as parental advice. I prefer Gran’s words of wisdom – “extensions make a woman look trampy” and “dye your hair only when the white comes in.” It seems more dignified, because I think a woman <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">can</i> have too much hair.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Dad’s just as bad with his funky jeans, Ed Hardy tee-shirts, pointy-toed boots, pierced ears, tattoos and soul patch. He’s going to be <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">fifty</i> next year for God’s sake. The thought makes me cringe. I live with dim-witted middle-aged teenagers. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Gran tells me all the time it’s not what’s on the outside that’s important and I know she’s right. I suppose I’m a bit of a hypocrite, since I’m always complaining about my weight or my height, or the fact I don’t have a boyfriend. But I’m supposed to be obsessed with fitting in and with my looks, after all, I’m the teenager.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It’s only a ten-minute walk home from Gran’s. I tilt my face towards the sun, soaking in the warmth of the spring day as I make my way along familiar streets. When I approach the park on the corners of Whiteside Avenue and Moorehouse Drive, I stop dead. Sudden dread causes the beat of blood to fill my ears.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 200%;">There are three boys and a girl </span><span style="font-family: Symbol; line-height: 200%; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-symbol-font-family: Symbol;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Symbol;">-</span></span><span style="line-height: 200%;"> Nino Campese, Tyler Campbell, his girlfriend Julia and Jon Kingsbury. They’re seniors like me and even though we’ve known each other since kindergarten, once adolescence hit and separated the weak from the strong, the cool from the nerd, I became prey. Hunted by those better looking, and with more attitude, simply for entertainment. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I plunge my hands into the pockets of my jean jacket and hang my head. Taking large quick steps, I tread quietly. They’re talking and laughing and the foul scent of cigarette smoke wafts past me in the breeze. From the corner of my eye, I spot Julia and Tyler sharing a butt as they cling together under the large plastic orange slide. Nino’s holding court and Tyler’s laughing at something Nino’s said and Jon, well Jon just stands there looking bored. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Why is <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">he</i> with <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">them</i>? My heart sinks. I thought Jon was different.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Tyler’s eyes flicker my way, immediately I pick up my pace.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Hey!” someone yells.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I don’t answer.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Where do you think you’re goin’ ya fat cow,” Nino hollers, as he jogs up beside me followed by Julia and Tyler.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Home,” I say, not stopping.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Nino jumps into my path. “Where’s your girlfriend?” He sneers and spits a snotty gob at my feet. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Lesbo freak,” Julia chimes in and flicks a butt at my face. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It bounces off my chin with a burning sting. I glare down at her with her hawkish nose and eyes that are too close together. “Get out of my way,” I growl through gritted teeth and try to step around them, but Tyler grabs my elbow, his fingers bite into my flesh and a small groan escapes me.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“We’re not done talkin’ yet hippo,” he snarls.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I yank free. Tears sting my eyes and the heat of anger and embarrassment reddens my face.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Leave me alone!” I scream and push. Tyler’s tall, but skinny and I manage to knock him on his ass. But as soon as I take a step, Nino and Julia are on me. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Leave her alone,” Jon calls. He’s hung back away from the action and is still standing by the orange slide.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I slam a shoulder into Julia’s face and hear a crunch as my bulk meets her nose. Blood spurts and the purple blur of manicured nails flash past, as she whips a hand to her face. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She gazes up at me in surprise. “You broke my nose, you bitch!” Then she looks at Tyler with eyes that say ‘you better do something about this.’</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My heart beats so hard, the swishing of blood in my ears is a roar. They’re swearing, yelling and threatening me, but panic has taken over as adrenaline pushes into my veins, and I make out nothing coherent. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I turn and try to run back the way I’d come. But another hand is on me, biting the flesh of my upper arm through the fabric of my jacket. Then a fist smashes into the back of my head. “You’re nothin’ but a fat dyke.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My knees smack the gritty concrete as my legs buckle, and deep heaving sobs erupt from me. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Why do they hate me?</i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Where the hell did she go?” Nino asks, his voice laced with astonishment.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Holy shit!” Julia and Tyler exclaim at the same time. “What the…?”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Slowly, I pivot and look at them. They’re turning in circles searching for me. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jon is with them now. “She’s gone,” he whispers in wide-eyed disbelief.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“What? How?” Nino asks.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I creep away on elastic legs.</span></span></div><span style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><div style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><u><span lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Links:</span></span></u></div><div style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: navy; font-family: "Arial", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Twitter: @JeanneBannon</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: navy; font-family: "Arial", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">FB author page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Jeanne-Bannon/182120961844916</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: navy; font-family: "Arial", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Invisible-Jeanne-Bannon/dp/1466368756/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1318029462&sr=8-1</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: navy; font-family: "Arial", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/88217</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: navy; font-family: "Arial", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Solstice Publishing: http://www.solsticepublishing.com/products/Invisible-%252d%252d-Print.html</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-indent: 21.6pt;"><span style="color: navy; font-family: "Arial", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/12586579-invisible</span></div></span></span>The Book Imphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02534317130301689162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9069248695954293679.post-34601871952355556702011-11-28T12:02:00.000-08:002011-11-28T12:02:13.811-08:00Interview with M. L Guida<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL6fFuI__2Z8_-yjl8mlQu9AzEQA3vdpQULUJKLz_h0oIFBvi5kSijnN9hXtiaAJ6y4IAzEBfi0uGAlSByDFeGIBIfvelKjtIi989ooqIwGNUdbiZGCHzdSHBzoEcGv-AN5kVorRpNR5qS/s1600/M.+L+Pic.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" dda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL6fFuI__2Z8_-yjl8mlQu9AzEQA3vdpQULUJKLz_h0oIFBvi5kSijnN9hXtiaAJ6y4IAzEBfi0uGAlSByDFeGIBIfvelKjtIi989ooqIwGNUdbiZGCHzdSHBzoEcGv-AN5kVorRpNR5qS/s1600/M.+L+Pic.bmp" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hello and welcome to our world M.L Guida. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What would you say is the most <u>important</u> thing to consider before starting to write a book?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The most important thing I consider is an idea where I see the story heading.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Before I write, I have to figure out my characters’ enneagram.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>An enneagram is a personality type.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This will help develop the character’s goal, motivation and conflict. </i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">M – How do you plot your <u>male</u> characters? Are they based on people you know or your ideal man? Do you have physical or mental pictures of your male characters?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Like I said before I identify their enneagram. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In Cassandra, Eric is definitely an eight which means he’s a leader, the boss and/or controller.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He’s a demon and an alpha male.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I get a definite picture of my male characters in my mind.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Some authors use pictures, but I don’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">P- Do you like to work in<u> peace</u> and quiet? Or noise?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Both.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hate to admit this, but most of the time the television is on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I like the noise, but there are other times, especially in the summer, where I like to write outside.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>F - What do you like to do for <u>fun</u>?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I like to ski, take my dog for a walk or watch my nephews and niece sports game.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There’s nothing like cheering for my nephew when he racing down the side line with the football in clutched next to him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A – What has been the most <u>amazing</u> point in your life so far?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I have to admit it’s getting published.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Many people dream about it, but it’s actually happening to me and its exciting.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What is your favourite musical <u>instrument</u> and why?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I love to listen to the electric guitar.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I never left the 80’s.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I love to listen to Eddie VanHalen strum his guitar or the first three notes of ACDC’s </i>You Shook Me All Night Long<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">R – Do you like<u> reality</u> shows?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I used to be addicted to the </i>Biggest Loser<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">, but after Jillian left I lost interest.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But the one I always wanted to go on with my younger sister was the </i>Amazing Race<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I would love to travel all over the world and do all those crazy antics.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Y – What is your favourite memory from your <u>youth</u> or childhood?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">My favourite memory is waking up on Christmas morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I used to wake up really early like two or three in the morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’d run down the hall to the living room and see all the toys around the Christmas tree and run back and wake my sister who got mad when I told her what she got.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have to admit I love Santa Claus and still do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3JvQFJPZ_1TEicSYbapvfoKYEd7S_97UG6HV7iDLV0hLI5wc07iUqLlSHD6gDOVnwNyAV_SkrxjLkcbJN3S0Iqf4SzuABC7Qa_kndRaoScTbcRtjUp9Trv3hihyphenhyphenK-0t2v_h7TaPuOImqj/s1600/finding+Ms.+Wright+Blog+tour+Banner.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" dda="true" height="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3JvQFJPZ_1TEicSYbapvfoKYEd7S_97UG6HV7iDLV0hLI5wc07iUqLlSHD6gDOVnwNyAV_SkrxjLkcbJN3S0Iqf4SzuABC7Qa_kndRaoScTbcRtjUp9Trv3hihyphenhyphenK-0t2v_h7TaPuOImqj/s320/finding+Ms.+Wright+Blog+tour+Banner.png" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">M. L's story appears in the paranormal romance anthology, Finding Ms. Wright, </span><a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/finding-ms-wright-m-l-guida/1104456058" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">available here.</span></a>The Book Imphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02534317130301689162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9069248695954293679.post-83046960906326343682011-11-19T09:16:00.000-08:002011-11-19T09:16:24.028-08:00Interview with Lori Corsentino<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw8XpHLg3XOnI7cuzLHsVnw2kKBPUJtfGievF48vh_zEssahVuMCA5Vz2SIPUuBvwAsTemVhVTm1VzKWCjCVPpfAGGJ-CkZdN9RVrhIQDPNNjxUanNBjjWF_NMFoB9TRcJHgdQqAtReDjP/s1600/finding+Ms.+Wright+Blog+tour+Banner.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hda="true" height="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw8XpHLg3XOnI7cuzLHsVnw2kKBPUJtfGievF48vh_zEssahVuMCA5Vz2SIPUuBvwAsTemVhVTm1VzKWCjCVPpfAGGJ-CkZdN9RVrhIQDPNNjxUanNBjjWF_NMFoB9TRcJHgdQqAtReDjP/s320/finding+Ms.+Wright+Blog+tour+Banner.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hello and welcome to our world <span style="color: purple;">Lori Corsentino</span>. As we live in an enchanted forest and we are magical folk, let us transport you to another world for your interview today. Tell us where you would like to go and why. It could be another time or a setting that is special to you. Just say the word and we are there……. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I’d love to visit <country-region w:st="on"><place w:st="on">England</place></country-region>, either in current times or during the Regency period. I’m just fascinated by it.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I – What would you say is the most <u>important</u> thing to consider before starting to write a book?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">An aspiring author needs to commit themselves to the project. That means you need to be working on the project, five days a week, just like a job. Whether it be plotting, brainstorming, or actually writing, the author needs to put in the time. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">M – How do you plot your <u>male</u> characters? Are they based on people you know or your ideal man? Do you have physical or mental pictures of your male characters?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I work with a bunch of guys, and I’ve been friends with various men most of my life, so I take information I’ve learned and use it for my male characters. I always throw something in that I would find ideal, but I’d say that my heroes are a nice mish-mash of the best – and not so best – of what I know of the men in my life. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have to have an actual picture of my hero before I can begin to “hear” him clearly. You can bet I look through a lot of magazines looking for the right guy!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">P- Do you like to work in<u> peace</u> and quiet? Or noise?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It all depends on what I’m doing. When I’m writing intently, I usually like some background music. New age, classical, and jazz are all good because they don’t have words in them. When I’m plotting, I usually like silence, or music with words. It’s funny how sometimes I can associate a specific song with a character. In Evelyn, I have found a song that represents Alexander to a T! I’ve also found one that is Claudius’ theme song. Both are new age and have a medieval taste to them.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>F - What do you like to do for <u>fun</u>?</span><a href="" name="_GoBack"></a></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I enjoy gardening and digital photography. Combine the two, and you have a wonderful spring or summer day spent at the Denver Botanic Gardens photographing the beautiful flowers. I also enjoy creating jewellery with natural stones.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A – What has been the most <u>amazing</u> point in your life so far?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I think viewing the scenery on the train trip from <city w:st="on">Denver</city> to <place w:st="on"><city w:st="on">Glenwood Springs</city>, <state w:st="on">Colorado</state></place> was pretty amazing to experience.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You can’t see that when travelling in a car. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Visiting the monument in <placename w:st="on">Pearl</placename> <placetype w:st="on">Harbour</placetype>, and the cemetery at the Punch Bowl on <place w:st="on">Oahu</place> were both amazing. It was an honour to, for a time; share the same space as the brave crew of the <state w:st="on"><place w:st="on">Arizona</place></state>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Punch Bowl is a beautiful place, fitting for the souls it hold. Besides, just being inside an extinct volcano was pretty amazing. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I will also say November 15<sup>, </sup>2011 was full of amazing things. It was the release day of my novella Evelyn in the Finding Ms. Wright anthology. That was pretty amazing!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All of these things have taken my breath away and made me sit in awe, but for many different reasons.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I – What is your favourite musical <u>instrument</u> and why?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I’d say the guitar, because there is so much you can do with it, and so many different sounds that it is capable of producing. Think about flamenco music, and then compare it to you favourite heavy metal or country band. Each type of music uses the same wood and strings, but the hands and mind of the one who wields it gives each a completely different interpretation. What an amazing instrument. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">R – Do you like<u> reality</u> shows? </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No – not really. There is little to no reality in reality shows. I’d prefer a good documentary if I want to see some real life.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Y – What is your favourite memory from your <u>youth</u> or childhood?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: purple; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Being in the mountains, camping and/or fishing on a summer morning with my family is a biggie. Snuggling up to my Dad when I was a child, or being held by my Mom comes a close second. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWxAztQyYa-Gi7OqX-IgEF9Gg6qa4WNuzieX0-w0B1p1yZPySB-1MbgjCJIOX3eTmtMmWFvzO8mRTcYuwVi07SdZ90KBn1JVEfY6qDIQR0Vl0FyoM-sUpMFde_NrNoCg3sSsKSPLaRFcBN/s1600/Lori+pic.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWxAztQyYa-Gi7OqX-IgEF9Gg6qa4WNuzieX0-w0B1p1yZPySB-1MbgjCJIOX3eTmtMmWFvzO8mRTcYuwVi07SdZ90KBn1JVEfY6qDIQR0Vl0FyoM-sUpMFde_NrNoCg3sSsKSPLaRFcBN/s1600/Lori+pic.bmp" /></a></div><div class="ecxmsonormal" style="margin: auto 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="style16"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";">Lori’s love of reading has transcended to include penning her own tales of romance. She is experimenting with writing in several different genres, including paranormal – a definite favorite. “There is just so much you can do when you step outside the known world,” she explains “and creating a paranormal story allows you to take yourself and your readers anywhere your imagination wants to go!” Her debut novella, <i>Evelyn</i>, will be published as part of the <b><i>Finding Ms. Wright: Three Tales of Extraordinary Love</i></b> anthology available from 5 Prince Publishing .</span></span></span></div><div class="ecxmsonormal" style="margin: auto 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="style16"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";"></span></span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Finding-Ms-Wright-ebook/dp/B0067U7OPQ/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1321722827&sr=1-1" target="_blank">Finding Ms. Wright is now available on Amazon. </a></span></div>The Book Imphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02534317130301689162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9069248695954293679.post-16665434120407249012011-11-13T07:38:00.000-08:002011-11-13T07:38:35.808-08:00Interview with Aubrie Dionne<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieCA3SQVNPq_IIAxbM8UQaPn-i61Aqc8jvVphakEVOT8u4ROkHlvMryBywseb2XEdzghb9J5rGBF-bZCgj5m-bgupnQfqB8mVF9FyfITVeDg85U04fNtlnm1gGGt8sxFmfe3SGLUcg12AS/s1600/aubrie+dionne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieCA3SQVNPq_IIAxbM8UQaPn-i61Aqc8jvVphakEVOT8u4ROkHlvMryBywseb2XEdzghb9J5rGBF-bZCgj5m-bgupnQfqB8mVF9FyfITVeDg85U04fNtlnm1gGGt8sxFmfe3SGLUcg12AS/s1600/aubrie+dionne.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hello and welcome to our world, Aubrie Dionne. As we live in an enchanted forest and we are magical folk, let us transport you to another world for your interview today. Tell us where you would like to go and why. It could be another time or a setting that is special to you. Just say the word and we are there……. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJlFP63CnhRUT5ofM7AzktyJvQPMrWTxyTExG3MB9BqIyVdtXNC4bC9Ms3wJ23yjsyuXk2yGvXgKFvbD_6leKBM2Qgh8GKdhda0qIiEAbvn3W6Gzxi-LxEnZC11KLYD-dClyvYqWnHMVi/s1600/Tatooine20x15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJlFP63CnhRUT5ofM7AzktyJvQPMrWTxyTExG3MB9BqIyVdtXNC4bC9Ms3wJ23yjsyuXk2yGvXgKFvbD_6leKBM2Qgh8GKdhda0qIiEAbvn3W6Gzxi-LxEnZC11KLYD-dClyvYqWnHMVi/s320/Tatooine20x15.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’ve always wanted to go to the spaceport on Tatooine, the desert planet in Star Wars. We’ll need some good bodyguards, though, because the bar can get kinda rowdy. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Now that we are sitting in your special place, we have a few impish questions to ask of you.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">B – How do you carry out your <u>background</u> research?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I google everything from planet and star names to space terms, such as a quasar. I ask people questions like: How would a ship the size of a small city land in the ocean of another planet. Usually they look at me kinda funny, but then they give me ideas in their answers. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">O – Do you ever <u>obsess</u> over your work? </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Um…yes. I think you have to obsess to a certain extent in order to get it done. There were many nights where I sacrificed American Idol, playing spider solitaire, or sleep to get in my word count. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">O – From a writing point of view, what has been your most memorable <u>occasion</u>?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I think getting an agent was a big one for me. When I first started writing, I had no idea what a literary agent was. After reading several blogs online, I soon figured out that it was a big deal to have one, and that certain larger publishers won’t even look at your work if you don’t. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">It took querying four books at about 100 queries each to find Dawn Dowdle at Blue Ridge. Thank goodness she liked the first three chapters of Paradise 21! </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">K- Of all the <u>kisses</u> you have ever written about, which is your favourite and why?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">When Aries first kisses Striker is pretty steamy. She’s never kissed a man before, and he’s trying to recover from a bad choice in love. So, it’s two people coming together from very different worlds. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What would you say is the most <u>important</u> thing to consider before starting to write a book?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">If it’s your first book, it probably won’t be published, or at least not by a big publisher. You have to write many books to perfect the craft of writing, like playing an instrument, or learning a new language. The whole process takes time. Years. Maybe even a decade. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I thought I’d write one book and be the next J K Rowling. Boy was I wrong. Four<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>books and six years later I’m finally reaching a successful point in my writing career.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">M – How do you plot your <u>male</u> characters? Are they based on people you know or your ideal man? Do you have physical or mental pictures of your male characters?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I pictured Clive Owen for Striker, my main character. Don’t tell him, though, because I’d never be able to actually talk to him or meet him in real life. No way. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’m a very girly girl, so writing manly characters is not my forte. I had to work at it. I watched a lot of manly shows like Rocky and Terminator to get a feel for the lack of words men use and their strange way of hiding their true feelings. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">P- Do you prefer to write from the male or female<u> point</u> of view?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Female, of course! </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>F - What do you like to do for <u>fun</u>?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I actually turned what I like to do for fun into a career. Twice. I teach flute and write for a living, so both of my careers are fun. Sometimes they’re not, (Like when a flute student hasn’t practiced in a month, or when I’m stuck on a plot point) but at least I enjoy what I’m doing most of the time.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A – What is the most <u>adventurous</u> thing you have ever done?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I’m only adventurous in my head. *hides face* I actually don’t do anything adventurous. The two things that I’ve done that took the most courage were standing up in front of the orchestra to play a Mozart concerto, and sending out my books into the public. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I – What is your favourite musical <u>instrument</u> and why?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Well that one’s easy. I’m a professional flutist. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">R – What genre of books do you like to <u>read</u> the most?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Science fiction and fantasy. I like to travel to other worlds. The more different than our own, the better! </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Y – What is your favourite memory from your <u>youth</u> or childhood?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I used to play pretend outside with my sister and the boy next door, who shall remain nameless for his own benefit! We used the swing set as a space ship, and we’d act out all of the original Star Wars movies. My sister and I always fought over who’d be Princess Leia! </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZJ1VUd1EmHe9sGCUc_adFPRluhlw6Lp6yEvd2TXdaO_Y4vgibt1CRheJ9zHAUdICUkr39zV8ll5A-7p_5asKu4UqeM3gYQjX5nk9-18SXUFSTGF-pTe3U9L-LAbdve67u_oJPc1HmmZch/s1600/Paradise-21-on-book-196x300.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" nda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZJ1VUd1EmHe9sGCUc_adFPRluhlw6Lp6yEvd2TXdaO_Y4vgibt1CRheJ9zHAUdICUkr39zV8ll5A-7p_5asKu4UqeM3gYQjX5nk9-18SXUFSTGF-pTe3U9L-LAbdve67u_oJPc1HmmZch/s1600/Paradise-21-on-book-196x300.png" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> Follow the link to buy Paradise 21 </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><a href="http://www.entangledpublishing.com/paradise-21">http://www.entangledpublishing.com/paradise-21</a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Blurb:</span></span></div><span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Aries has lived her entire life aboard mankind’s last hope, the New Dawn, a spaceship traveling toward a planet where humanity can begin anew—a planet that won’t be reached in Aries’ lifetime. As one of the last genetically desirable women in the universe, she must marry her designated genetic match and produce the next generation for this centuries-long voyage.</span></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But Aries has other plans.</span></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When her desperate escape from the New Dawn strands her on a desert planet, Aries discovers the rumors about pirates—humans who escaped Earth before its demise—are true. Handsome, genetically imperfect Striker possesses the freedom Aries envies, and the two connect on a level she never thought possible. But pursued by her match from above and hunted by the planet’s native inhabitants, Aries quickly learns her freedom will come at a hefty price.</span></span><br />
<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The life of the man she loves.</span></span><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Thank you for the fantastic interview!!!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><br />
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