How would you describe yourself using only five words? Insatiable, Demanding, Adventurous, Solitary, Misophonia
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be? On a mountaintop in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado
How do you get yourself in the mood to write? I crank up the theme to Rocky or We Will Rock You by Queen….lol. If I find it difficult to get motivated, I jump into the SCP author page and see if anyone is up for a sprint. Nothing like getting writing going like fellow authors jamming together.
Coffee, tea or other drink to get you moving in the morning? I love coconut lattes and blueberry Red Bull, depends on my mood.
What is
coming up from you in 2013? My
first YA paranormal book, Finding Love
Under a Rock, released this month that begins my Critter Getter series. The
second book of this particular series revolves around the legend of Bigfoot. I
write the YA material as my alter ego, Allee
Mae. All of my other works are published as Davee Jones. AND--My first horror/thriller/paranormal book releases
this summer, Blue Ink -The Skin Stalker
is my first work of 80K words! Anything you want to
tease us with? Can this average woman defeat a demon terrorizing her, or
will he destroy her in the process? And what is
this weird blue ink dot anyway?
What do you feel is the most important thing that a first-time author should know? Edit until you can’t stand it anymore. Learn everything you can about marketing and selling. I sent out over 250 review queries, requests for publicity, etc. I received less than ten replies back. Yes, I said less than ten. I sent a letter to each and every newspaper in
About Finding Love Under a Rock....
Sweet Cravings Publishing
Young Adult Paranormal
Buy at Publisher / Amazon / Barnes & Nobles / Smashwords / ARe / Goodreads
Kalista Bristow and
Leandra Lehigh moved to Oklahoma not just to attend
nursing school, but, to find some adventure. When Leandra reads about the sport
of “noodling”, she is literally “hooked’, and reserves top-notch guides, Caleb
Chandler and Owen Guthrie, to give them a true southern experience.
Wading through the murky river, Kalista finds
herself drawn to the handsome Caleb and his red-dirt good looks. He manages a
few shy glances in her direction, intrigued by her tenacity. Could this cute
city girl bring him out of his awkward insecurity when it comes to dating?
However, thoughts of blossoming love move to the wayside as the girls find more
than they bargained for under the surface of that shadowy river. They must rely
on Caleb and Owen to keep them safe, all the while beginning to believe the
mysterious legends the guys have been telling them are probably all true.
Excerpt:
Kalista’s
stomach churned nervously as her eyes darted around. Sunlight danced off the
ripples in the water that their movements created. Is that us making those waves, or something just below the surface? “Crap,
should I watch where I step?”
“That’s
sort of a problem. You can’t watch anywhere you move. So, you just better hope
you make the right step.” Caleb said solemnly.
“How
far out do we have to go? The water is getting colder the further out we get.
Besides, how can we get to the bank to get out if we do get into trouble?”
Panic teemed in Kalista’s voice. “I don’t like water I can’t see into.”
“Hey,
roomie, calm down. Good grief, we haven’t even started yet.” Leandra finally
sounded exasperated with Kalista’s irrational fear. “Would you just enjoy
yourself and get over being a baby already? Not everything has to be a swimming
pool with pristine water to be safe.”
“Girls,
girls, focus. You are both right in your own way. This is more than a simple
excursion—it’s time we start paying attention to our surroundings.”
“Okay,
so, we need to be one with the fish?”
Leandra asked seriously as she peered down toward the water.
Kalista
rolled her eyes. “Sheesh Lea, as if you could see anything through this brown
tinged river water.” She looked more closely, realizing how intent Leandra
appeared. “You really are getting in tune with your aquatic side, aren’t you?”
“We
paid for this expedition so you’re darn right I’m getting in touch with my
inner Ictalurus punctatus.”
Owen
furrowed his brow toward Leandra. “What the heck is an
ictaluruhhh…icta…icta-walruses or whatever you just said?”
“Owen,
let me apologize for Leandra, leave it to the bookworm to use the scientific
name for a channel catfish.” Kalista replied with amusement in her tone.
“You
knew what I meant when I said it. What’s that say about you?” Leandra shot back
triumphantly.
Caleb
interjected into the banter. “Girls, we are actually not looking for Ictalurus
punctatus. We are searching for Pylodictis
olivari, a flathead
catfish.”
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Hi Dawn, thank you so much for hosting me today. It's been a treat! :)
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