What would we find under your bed?
A lot of things that would embarrass both of us and probably
get this interview taken down. Beneath the bed is basically Narnia for toys.
What was the scariest moment of your life?
This one won’t be funny, but I guess I’ll answer it. My
daughter was born early. She was born at 27 weeks, which is very premature as a
normal pregnancy will go 40 weeks. She was my first born, and I hadn’t realized
I was in labor. It was so early, I hadn’t even taken the normal birthing
classes or a tour of the hospital yet. I recall the doctor explaining that she
would be born early, that there was no way to stop it. The scariest moment of
my life was the silence between when I asked him what her chances of survival
were and he had to tell me he didn’t know. The story has a happy ending, and
she is eleven now and healthy, but that doesn’t quite remove the terror I had
in those moments.
Do you listen to music while writing? If so what?
I listen to background music without lyrics. I have ADHD,
and if there are any lyrics there is a 100% chance that I will be singing along
to them and not paying any attention to my work. Instead, I pick video game
sound tracks, Norse music with lots of drums, and ambient sounds like café
noise. In fact, I’ve been known to wear noise cancelling headphones at a café
while listening to fake café sounds.
What is something you'd like to accomplish in your writing
career next year?
I have slowed down my plans for 2021 after a very full
schedule in 2020 that included 11 releases. I want to spend more time learning
some of the marketing side of things, to better my grasp of social media, and
to find better balance between writing and the rest of my life. I’m excited to
better connect with my readers and stop having to ask my kids help with social
media.
How long did it take you to write this book?
I write quickly, and the first draft of this book took me
around a month, then another month of editing. It still needed loads of editing
by someone far more talented than me, but that ends my main process of creating
the book. I am one of those annoyingly productive writers because I use routine
and habit to make sure I spend time everyday writing. I find that the longer I
spend letting a story languish, the better the chance that it never gets
finished. I see that initial draft like a band-aid, and the quicker I rip that
bitch off, the quicker I can get to fixing it.
GENRE: Contemporary Paranormal
Erotic Romance
BLURB:
Abandoned
at three—whose parents want a kid who sees ghosts?—I learned the world is quick
to punish misfits. I try my best to be a normal, boring human, but the call of
the supernatural just won’t be ignored.
When a stranger shows
up on my doorstep in the middle of the night, it’s no sexy tryst. Instead, I’m
off to the graveyard, digging up the corpse of a murder victim at the demand of
the local vampire coven—and that small felony is just the start.
The spirit of the woman
has gone missing, something that shouldn’t be possible, and everyone is looking
to me for answers. There's Kase, a vampire who’s both terrifying and secretive.
Grant, a mage with a bad attitude and a lot of power. Troy, the possessive
werewolf-detective next door and Hunter, a mysterious bad boy who isn’t even
close to human.
It’s a race not just
against time but against everything to figure out where the spirits are going,
who’s behind it and if I can trust the men who now share my bed.
And all because of a
little grave robbing…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Excerpt One:
I took the stairs carefully, gripping the railing as I went,
trying to peer into the darkness of my living room.
Was it Kase? Had he decided he didn’t care for a human
telling him what to do or where to go? Or perhaps Troy figured waiting until
morning for something between an apology and a lecture was just too far.
Except, I knew it wasn’t them. I could feel it deep in my
bones, the way I knew when the sun rose without looking outside, the way I knew
when a predator was staring at me.
Whatever was here wasn’t anything as trivial as a vampire or
werewolf.
And what sort of screwed up world did I live in where
vampires and werewolves were trivial?
When I reached the ground floor, that chill worsened. I
struggled to breathe, and the darkness wasn’t run of the mill, as if someone
forgot to turn on a light. It was deeper, as though light wasn’t just absent
but devoured. Something was there inside it, shifting, staring back at me.
My wrists burned, as if fire licked along the edges of the
scars there. It crept up my arms, searing me, and when I would have screamed,
someone closed their hand over my mouth.
“Trust me, you don’t want it to hear you.”
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Jayce Carter
lives in Southern California with her husband and two spawns. She originally
wanted to take over the world but realized that would require wearing pants.
This led her to choosing writing, a completely pants-free occupation. She has a
fear of heights yet rock climbs for fun and enjoys making up excuses for not
going out and socializing.
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7 comments:
I can't imagine the fright of having such a pre-mature baby! I'm so glad she's healthy and well.
Thanks for hosting!
*hugs* I can't imagine having a baby a 27 weeks! I'm glad she is healthy now!
I liked the excerpt, thank you for sharing.
I'm floored! You had 11 releases in 2020!!!
I really enjoyed the excerpt.
I can imagine how terrified you were with your daughter being born so early!!
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