Can you tell us a
little about yourself?
I have been a long-time resident of southeastern Ohio,
and worked in the blue-collar industry most of my life. Besides having several
novels under my belt, I canvas paints.
When not busy with
hobbies or working outside the home, I spend time with relatives, my dog
Jasmine, and volunteer my time within the community. I am a member of the
International Women’s Writing Guild, Savvy Authors, Coffee Time Romance,
Paranormal Romance Guild, True Romance Studios, National Writers Association,
the Hocking Hill's Arts and Craftsmen Association, The Hocking County
Historical Society and Museum, and the Hocking Hills Regional Welcome Center. I
believe in family values and following your dreams. My original canvas
paintings, can be found at: booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com
What is your
book(s) about?
It is a fantasy anthology, starring the Mothman, the
Chupracabra, mermaids, time travel, reincarnation, a love curse, a Quaker love
story, a serial killer family from 1873, werewolves, and a demonic cellmate.
What are you
currently working on?
My biography true crime anthology Twisted Love, is being
released in July and I am getting the finishing touches on it along with its
cover.
If you could be
any paranormal creature what would you be?
A jumper, so I could jump in and out
of everywhere.
What do you do
when you’re not writing?
I have a day job at a nursing home, and I paint and
spend time with relatives.
Are any of your
characters like you?
Yes. I fuse my friends and relatives and co-workers into
my characters.
What genres do you
write in?
A write fantasy, paranormal,
true crime, mystery and poetry
Is there anything
you will never write about?
Erotica. It is to naughty.
Is there anything
you would tell aspiring writers?
Never give up. If you want to be published,
you must stay with it.
If zombies
attacked what kind of supplies would you want?
Zombie killing ray guns.
What was the
hardest part of writing your book(s)?
Determining when to end it.
Loves, Myths and Monsters by Joanne Myers
Paranormal, Fantasy Anthology
WELCOME TO ANNA
Little
does 17 year old Zoe, realize, but the Chupracabra followed her to Ohio
from South America. What happens next is a series of chilling
mysteries, and unsuspecting friendships and love.
THE HUNTER’S
BRIDE
When all game warden Daren Abram,
had to worry about was which lucky lady to woo, he comes to the realization
that his town is being stalked by the reincarnation of the town’s legend.
MOON PEOPLE
For teenage mermaid Constance,
coming to the quaint seaside town of Willowick,
is heavenly, until she falls for mortal boy Drake. For the town to survive, Constance is
forced to choose between her kind and the boy and town she loves.
THE
BIDDING
Apiologist
34-year-old Duncan McPherson goes to Circleville, Ohio,
to investigate a series of mysterious bee attacks. What is uncovered proves to
be more dark and sinister then anyone imaged.
THE
AGREEMENT
Incarcerated
in the abandoned Roseville
jail, is the last thing rich college student and speeder Brice Conrad, needs.
With an “agreement” between the town and a permanent demonic “guest”, only the
unfortunate ones know the truth, but do not live to tell.
LOVE’S CURSE
When
an Egypt love curse scroll is stolen from a Dean’s office, persons begin dying in
bizarre and grisly ways, with the college’s mascot a Viking King statue
jokingly blamed for it.
THE
PACK
When young Lycan Sonny Red Blanket,
a Shawnee Indian falls for mortal girl Drenda
Way, he must save her from his
fellow Lycan’s and stop a werewolf uprising.
IS IT ONLY A
MYTH?
When
32-year-old Vinton County Sheriff, James “Jim“ Connors, discovers he has a
Mothman hunting in his county, he stops at nothing to save his citizens.
FOR THE LOVE
OF GINNIE
Handsome bachelor and Scientist Alex
Anderson from the thirtieth century, returns to the Civil War with time serum
to save his beloved Ginnie Wade from a snipers bullet, while finding a roller
coaster ride of joy and perils.
THE HOUSE ON
SHADY LANE
A seemingly loving family turns out
to be serial killers in 1873.
THE
PROPOSITION
The rough and ready cowboy John
Queenie gets the shock of his life, when the ad to break a “wild filly” turns
out to be a fiery Quaker girl named Tess. This is a story proving love conquers
all.
Excerpt
For the Love of Ginnie
I don’t know why I
wanted to save the life of a person I never met. Maybe it was because I was
tired of bachelorhood. Maybe it was because I was a chemist and the unusual,
and unexplained, fascinated me. Or, maybe, it was because I was obsessed with
this twenty-year-old, dark-haired beauty named Mary Virginia “Ginnie” Wade I
had read about.
These questions
filtered through my mind as I drove to the bar to meet my best friend Will.
Will’s favorite
hangout was “The Bling,” originally an old truck stop on State Route 93, in Nelsonville, Ohio.
The place became a restaurant/lounge/dance hall and brothel when semis no
longer became a necessity for long distance hauling. The invention of the
transporter also replaced many other primitive jobs such as mail
delivery and travel. “The Bling” was best known for the large flashing lights
suggesting scantily clad women in seductive positions above the front entrance,
and its “bulldogs,” monster-sized bouncers in Armani suits who patrolled its
two-block perimeter, inside and out.
“The Bling,” just
another joint with a sleazy atmosphere, like all alcohol-serving
establishments, differed only in that it catered exclusively to class “A”
clientele. Politely—or maybe not so politely—everyone called it the “Whorehouse
for the rich and bored.” Its reputation grew. Its income grew even faster.
I pulled up in front
and exited my vintage DeLorian, tossing the keys to the baby-faced valet,
by-passed the doorman with no questions asked. Just an exchange of large smiles
between us. Will was also part-owner.
As I entered the
twenty-four carat gold, electronic doors, Will immediately spotted me and
motioned me toward the bar with his diamond embellished hand.
I loved sitting at
the bar. It was the perfect place to see the shows. “Two double scotches and
water,” Will said, as we shook hands, and I slid into my seat beside him, just
as the tall, leggy waitress produced the drinks in an instant.
I immediately
recognized the “girl” as one of the latest “do-everything-like-a-wife”
robotics. Robot manufacturing had become a booming business since the last war
destroyed the immune and reproductive systems in most humans, especially
females.
“I don’t know why
you waste your time flirting with non-humans,” I said, cautiously sipping my
drink. The immense emptiness of not being able to acquire a wife and soul mate,
I felt at this age in my life, almost drove me to alcoholism, but my boss and
mentor, Doctor Obar Gabry, intervened, saving my life and promising career.
“Because, dear
friend,” Will began, “beggars can’t be choosey, and ladies are in scarce
supply. Beside, these ‘girls’ are all pink inside.”
“Ugh!” I
said, gulping down a large swallow of alcohol as if it could wash away my
friend’s vile mental picture from my mind.
“Come on, Alex,
loosen up. Live a little.” Will motioned to the waitress for another round of
drinks. “You’re alive, so act like it. Don’t let your beautiful mind go to
waste. This world needs people like you. People started treating me like a god
once I became an entrepreneur, and I love it.”
I had to laugh.
Maybe my self-pity stage had outlived its use. Only I can find a wife for
myself. I certainly won’t ask Will to hook me up. His sense of values are as
artificial as the women he beds.
The pain and
loneliness I felt at times from yearning for a life-long partner and family
wasn’t easy to accomplish. Scientific and Medical technology still could not
reverse the sterilization effects on the female species.
Sure there were some
human women to date. But most were either sterile, too old, too young, or there
was just no chemistry between the two of us. I wanted that spark that unites
between two people madly in love...like my parents. I never met any couple
happier with one another then my beloved parents. That’s the kind of love I
want…never ending.
The emptiness and
frustration of not finding companionship at times made me want to die. But that
was the loneliness talking. I know that now. I love life. I want to live, and I
know who I want for a wife. It’s just that meeting her would be a little
tricky.
Abruptly, I asked, “What
do you think about time travel?”
“Are you serious?”
Will asked. “Scientists have tried to conquer time travel for hundreds of
years, and failed.”
“Maybe they failed
because they weren’t Doctor Gabry and me.”
Will looked at me in
awe. “Oh, my god, you’re serious!”
“We discovered
something today in the lab,” I said, giving him an arrogant smile. “We believe
this is the answer.”
“So who is to be the
Guinea pig?”
“Me.”
Silence came from
Will, then a gasp. “That could be suicide.”
“Or the biggest
discovery of the thirtieth century.”
Other books by
JoAnne:
Murder Most Foul-a
detective/mystery
Wicked Intentions- a
paranormal anthology
The Crime of the
Century-a biography true crime
Poems About Life,
Love, and Everything in Between
Upcoming Releases:
Twisted Love-
biography true crime anthology available in July 2014
Flagitious- a
detective/mystery anthology available in August 2014
Buy Links:
MELANGE IN PRINT AND
EBOOK:
LULU in print
AMAZON KINDLE STORE
When not busy with hobbies or working outside the home, she spends time with relatives, my dogs Jasmine and Scooter, and volunteers within her community. She is a member of the Hocking Hill's Arts and Craftsmen Association, The Hocking County Historical Society and Museum, and the Hocking Hills Regional Welcome Center. She believes in family values and following your dreams.
Where to find the author:
Website: http://booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com
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