Please
give a warm welcome to Brandon Alexander Davis from THE SWORD AND THE PEN by Elysa
Hendricks today as we sit down and see what makes him tick.
Q:
So tell us about yourself. What got you in the crosshairs for your author?
Thanks
for having me here today.
Actually
I contacted Ms. Hendricks for help with telling my story. I'm a writer myself,
but I write sword and sorcery adventure novels, not romance. Oh, don't get me
wrong, when the story calls for it, I can write a pretty hot love scene, but
all that romancy, lovey-dovey stuff isn't my style.
Other than Serilda, the main character in my Warrior Woman series, I swore off women shortly after my divorce. Women are a total mystery to me. Just ask my ex-wife. On second thought, don't. And I'd decided to do away with Serilda and take my writing in a different direction.
Other than Serilda, the main character in my Warrior Woman series, I swore off women shortly after my divorce. Women are a total mystery to me. Just ask my ex-wife. On second thought, don't. And I'd decided to do away with Serilda and take my writing in a different direction.
Though
THE SWORD AND THE PEN is based on my experiences all the names of people and
places have been changed, and on threat of being written into one of my books
Ms. Hendricks is sworn to secrecy. It wouldn't do for the world to figure out
that some writers can really create other worlds and sometimes those worlds actually
intersect with ours.
Q:
What was it that drew you to your mate?
Her
strength, both body, and spirit. Though I wrote Seri into existence she's much
more than the sum of the parts I gave her. Just ask her.
Q:
A little naughty fun, where was the wildest place you seduced your partner?
Since
she does most of the seduction in our relationship - I'm the shy, retiring one
- I hesitate to reveal her secrets. After the adventures we've experienced,
both of us prefer the comfort of a soft bed to "wild" places.
Besides, it's not the place that makes the loving memorable; it's the person
you're with.
Q:
Boxers, briefs or Commando on a man?
That's
kind of personal question. Why are women so fixated on what kind of underwear a
man wears? Is it payback for all the scratchy lace teddies men have been buying
for their wives and girlfriends all these years? But to answer your question - it depends. In
this world I like knit boxers. When I'm in Seri's world men don't wear
underwear, so I'm forced to go Commando and it's damned uncomfortable.
Q: If your partner wants to seduce you, what's one sure fire trick she can play?
Q: If your partner wants to seduce you, what's one sure fire trick she can play?
No
tricks needed. All Seri has to do is walk into the room. She's the sexiest
thing in my life - real or fictional.
Q:
What is the one place on your partner's body that you know will drive them
wild-in and out of bed?
Seri
is a very sensuous woman, but the areas just under her ear lobes and down her
neck are especially sensitive. She loves when I kiss her there.
Q:
What was one of the most embarrassing thing your author did to you in THE SWORD
AND THE PEN?
Ms.
Hendricks insisted on revealing all the secrets and insecurities I foolishly
told her about. Being slightly agoraphobic and disliking small four-legged,
fur-bearing varmints isn't a crime. She didn't have to tell everyone about what
happened when the kittens Seri brought home met my agent's annoying little dog.
And some of the love scenes she wrote make me blush. I think she and Seri got
together on those.
Q:
Anything else you would like to add?
I
just want to warn other writers out there to be careful what they write. If
they're very lucky, they may get to "live" it one day.
Thank
you Brandon for joining us on 'Meet the
Character' day here at Dawn’s Reading Nook Blog. Please find THE SWORD AND THE PEN by Elysa Hendricks at Amazon,
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Blurb:
When his fantasy becomes reality, what's a man to do?
It was time. After penning ten popular sword-and-sorcery
novels, Brandon Alexander Davis was ready to move on. Ready to stop hiding in
his fictional world. Ready to start living a real life. There was just one
problem: as he plotted the noble death of Serilda D'Lar, his fictional
creation, complete with mile-long sword, skimpy leather outfit and badass
attitude, appeared in his study.
Was she nothing more than a crazy fan, or had Brandon finally cracked?
This warrior woman whom he knew so well, so strong yet vulnerable, was both fantasy and reality. She was an invitation to rediscover all he once knew--that life is an incredible, magical journey and, for love, any man can be a hero.
Was she nothing more than a crazy fan, or had Brandon finally cracked?
This warrior woman whom he knew so well, so strong yet vulnerable, was both fantasy and reality. She was an invitation to rediscover all he once knew--that life is an incredible, magical journey and, for love, any man can be a hero.
Excerpt:
The door clicked open.
Brandon looked at Seri silhouetted in the doorway.
"May I
enter?"
He scooted into a
sitting position and managed to croak out, "Y-yes."
She closed the door
behind her. The dim light heightened his other senses. He heard the swish of
the cotton t-shirt she wore as she moved closer. Rich and warm, her scent
teased his nose. His heart rate doubled.
Realizing he clutched
the sheet to his bare chest like some virginal historical romance heroine, he
let it drop to his waist and said, "I'm sorry about Hillary and Wanda
taking the guest room. Did you need something? There's extra linen in the hall
closet. If you want, you can have my bed and I'll take the couch for
tonight," he babbled.
As his eyes adjusted,
he watched her walk over and stand next to him. He tried to swallow the lump in
his throat.
"The bed will be
fine." She lifted one knee onto it and leaned forward. Her warm breath on
his cheek sent a tremor through him. "But there is no reason for you to
leave."
She trailed her
fingertips across his chest as her lips teased the corner of his mouth. Heat
surged into his groin. The boxers he wore tented.
"W-what are y-you
doing?" He knew exactly what she had in mind, he just didn't know why.
Part of him wanted to
reach out and grab her, wanted to take what she offered, wanted to lose himself
in her, but it would be wrong. He might not be as strong, heroic or honorable
as his fictional hero, Donoval, but he refused to take advantage of this woman,
to use her to satisfy his needs. Though it might kill him to say no.
He held her away from him.
"What if there's someone else in your life? Being with me won't solve your
problem. It won't help you find out who you are."
"There's no one
else. I know who and what I am."
The conviction in her
voice rattled him. Despite the impossibility of her being his fictional
character come, he no longer doubted she believed it. In fact, at times he
almost considered believing it himself. Would believing make his life easier or
harder? He couldn't guess.
"I wonder, but
either way, this isn't what you need."
She looked into his
eyes. "Perhaps not, but it's what I want."
2 comments:
Hi Dawn,
Thanks so much for having Brandon and me here to visit today. Brandon is eager for everyone to hear his story.
I really enjoyed Brandon's interview today, Elysa. He sounds dreamy. Best luck.
:)
Rose
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