What is your favorite ice cream flavor?
They have a cookie monster
ice cream at a local creamery. It's cookie monster blue with cookie chunks! I
do not eat it like Cookie Monster eats. That would waste of good ice cream
Which mythological creature are you most like?
I have always wanted to be
a dragon. I know it sounds funny, but with that change you are almost
guaranteed to be in a world with magic and possibilities.
The best part would be to
camouflage myself and people watch. I bet I could make a great chai latte with
my flame.
First book you remember making an indelible impression on you.
Can I pick two?
Ogre Ogre by Piers Anthony.
It was the first book I bought with my own money. When I read it, I had my
first experience with the all is lost moment. I cried. I wanted to be able to
make that moment happen again.
Nor Crystal Tears by Alan
Dean Foster. The main character was not human, but I really liked him despite
him being, in essence, a giant bug. He wasn't anyone special in his culture and
yet he was put in a position that drove the course of first contact with
humans. So it doesn't matter who you are, you can make an impact.
How do you develop your plot and characters?
I get a scene in my head
and I wonder what they are doing. The characters sometimes tell me about
themselves. I've had them do journals too. I ask 'how did they get there' and
'why are they doing the things they did'? Then it starts to come together.
For example, I have a
Series that started with a dream about a machine in a building that tested to
see if you were human. The man going through it thought that he was, but he got
to the other side and the alarms went off. I started asking questions like how
could someone not know they were no longer human? What kind of world would have
a machine like that anyway?
Describe your writing space.
My favorite place to write is sitting in my blue rocking chair in
the living room. I can see the backyard from the window. Our backyard slopes up
and it's dotted with trees. We have deer that wander through the yard. Wild
turkeys will sometimes roost in the trees.
GENRE: Fantasy
BLURB:
It’s Duff Roman’s eighteenth birthday, but no one is lighting candles.
Turning eighteen in the
orphanage on Kalecca means starvation for those who aren’t hired into a Family.
Outside the Family compounds lies the jungle. And in the jungle lies death. And
Relics—the only real currency on Planet Kalecca.
The orphans are Duff’s
family, and he’s sacrificed everything to keep the orphanage running, even his
chance to move on. Now, at eighteen, he has no choice but to leave. Without him
to bring in extra money, the orphans will starve under the Company’s control.
Duff's only chance to save them is to find a spot on an independent crew and
hopefully find a Relic to sell.
A seemingly chance
encounter with Z, leader of the most feared independent crew, offers Duff his
opportunity to score a Relic. And offers Z a chance to relieve the guilt he
feels over his past.
But a company assassin
has plans to lay waste to Duff's future, and the orphanage as well.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Excerpt
Two:
Duff from chapter 5
The upstairs creaked and moaned in the wind. It didn’t seem
right. He listened intently, but heard nothing that sounded like there was
anything up there. The demons must be hiding. If he and Zachariah made any
noise going up, that would alert the demons. He hoped the silence didn’t mean
that the demons had killed everyone and left already. Fear dried his mouth,
making him wish that he’d checked the basement before coming up here. He knew
and had obeyed the rule that the door shouldn’t be reopened until the place was
clear. He’d just trust they were all safe in there, waiting like they’d been
taught.
Zachariah took out his sword.
Duff waved his arms to catch Zachariah’s gaze. Then Duff
pointed to the side and held up two fingers to indicate the second step
creaked. Zachariah nodded and stepped close to the wall, stepping over the
second step. Duff followed behind. At the top of the stairs, Zachariah quietly
opened the door.
The bright light spilled down the stairs. The light was too
bright for his gloom adjusted eyes and blinded him.
Once his sight adjusted, the room looked normal but that
sense that something was very wrong reared its head. The sense crawled up his
back leaving shivery foot prints. There should be some evidence of the demons
other than their smell that coated the inside of the room like mud, but from
here all he could see were the carefully made beds. Could the demons have left
already?
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8 comments:
Thanks for hosting!
This looks interesting. Thanks for sharing.
This sounds like a very good book.
Hi sadie, I;m glad you found it interesting. Thanks for stopping by. :)
Hi Sherry, Thanks for commenting. I;m glad you thought the book sounded interesting. Have a great day!
Hi Dawn, Thanks again for hosting!
Thanks for sharing!
I would really love to see these journals. I especially want to know what Duff had to say.
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