October 27, 2012

Talking About Animal Crackers @ElleDruskin #amreading

Animal Crackers

Elle Druskin, welcome to Romance Lives Forever. Let's talk about your book, Animal Crackers.
Genre: Contemporary romance, romantic comedy, small town romance (Book 1 of The Liberty Heights series)
Publisher: MuseItUpPublishing
Cover artist: Lex Valentine
Length: 309K, 169 pages, 57,175 words
Heat rating: Sweet to sensual.
Tagline: Was that lap or laptop dancer? Stressed out Hayley Weaver is out of work and out of luck. Stuck in Liberty Heights, stuck with baby-sitting an exotic menagerie and pretty soon, stuck on cutie veterinarian Jake Marx.
You’re fired. Karma really slammed Manhattan workaholic Hayley Weaver. Out of work, out of money and out of luck. In desperation, she grabs the first job offered, house-sitting a movie star’s home. How tough could it be? Water the plants, take in the mail. Oops! Nobody told Hayley the house is in New Jersey and loaded with more critters than the Beverly Hillbillies. Local cutie and veterinarian Jake Marx is dying to meet a woman he hasn’t known since kindergarten. With Jake on animal phobic Hayley’s speed dial, the whole town is in cohoots to give Jake and Hayley their happily ever after.
What are your main characters' names, ages, and occupations?
Life of the Party
Twenty eight year old Hayley Weaver (“Hayley’s Comet”) is a New York workaholic public relations expert. Make that former expert. She’s just been fired and evicted, all in one day.
Jake Marx is a thirty two year old small town veterinarian who desperately wants to meet a woman he hasn’t known since kindergarten.


Hayley gritted her teeth. Darn that lady cop who had the build of a Sherman tank. How was she supposed to know the stupid rooster was hers? To top it off, that bulldozer of a woman was the Chief of Police, too. The way she carried on, it was pure luck the cop hadn’t shoved her in the local slammer.
After the police station fiasco, Hayley marched across the train tracks to Animal Crackers to confront the veterinarian who thought everything was so funny last night, because even if he was hot, she was hot, too. Burning up she was so livid.
Some old lady peered through bifocals at her and tsked. What a nerve. Who was she to be judging anyone? First that cop, now a woman who looked like Sophia on The Golden Girls making a sour puss.
“Where’s Jake?”
“Are you the house sitter?” the old lady asked.
Hayley nodded.
“You’ll pardon my saying so, but you could do with a visit to Andre.”
Andre. Maybe that was a goat. Or a horse. Wasn’t there a movie about a seal with that name? God knew what else was running around. The whole town was Animal Crackers as far as Hayley was concerned. As for Andre, with that French name, for all she knew, he could be a cousin of that foul-mouthed parrot, Antoine.
Just that second, Jake poked his head out of a room. A huge smile brightened his freshly shaved cheeks. Hayley staggered. Why did he have to be so cute? She didn’t like him; he’d laughed at her, and he thought she was a neurotic idiot after last night. Plus, she hadn't forgotten her sneaking suspicion he had something going on with that bimbo actress Paulette Stone.
He was dressed in worn jeans and a T-shirt that said, “Have You Kissed Your Vet Today?”
To Catch a Cop
No matter how she tried, Hayley couldn’t seem to avoid studying his lips. Kiss A Vet. In his dreams before she’d kiss him. Never mind that she’d dreamed about exactly that, and he’d been dynamite. She had more pressing problems, and the last thing she needed to do was kiss a veterinarian.
“Henry is loose. I don’t know how he got out of the yard. I got a ticket for him leaving, uh, deposits.”
Jake ducked his head to hide a smile.
“There must be a gap in the fence. I’ll ask Ed to have a look, but Henry wanders. He has a fairly regular routine and usually heads to the same place. He’s safe there. If Henry can’t get out, he might become distressed.”
“He’s right behind me.”
Hayley turned around and stared. No Henry. He was gone. The monster beast had been right behind her, dogging her steps like a lovesick teenager only two minutes ago.
“I lost him! I can’t wait to get out of here, and now I’ve lost him!”
Jake shot a glance at the older woman who kept staring at her. The vet had a funny look on his face, as if he was trying not to laugh. What the hell was so hilarious?
“Um, not that it looks bad, but your hair is different. Kind of shorter on one side.”
Hayley fumed. As much as she detested the mess she was in, she was doing her best to be responsible, warning him that a deaf dog was lost, and all he could talk about was her hair. Wise guy.
Her hair.
Shorter on one side. The nail scissors on the floor. Pansy. Please, please, not that!
Hayley let out a screech that would have rivaled Wilbur’s decibels and sunk down into a plastic chair. Her fingers threaded through her hair, and she began to hyperventilate, gasping for air.
Pansy had scalped her. No wonder the old lady was staring.
“Calm down, or you’re going to faint. Nice, slow deep breaths. I’ll get you some water.”
Jake handed her a plastic cup of cold water. Hayley gulped it down. “I guess you’d rather have another drink, but we don’t keep alcohol around the clinic.”
“A mirror.” She barely managed to rasp the words.
“You sure?”
Dread rose in her heart. It sounded as if he didn’t want her to see the damage. It must be awful, and she’d walked around town without even knowing. People had stared at her, but she thought it was because of Henry trailing her everywhere. That hardware guy, Ed, had offered her one of those dumb Lemur baseball caps, and she brushed it off like an annoying fly. His snickers made a lot more sense now.
God Almighty.
"Aunt Tilly, have you got a mirror for Ms. uh, what is your name?”
“Weaver. Hayley Weaver.”
Tilly handed Hayley a tiny mirror from her handbag. Despite its miniscule size, it was big enough to get an idea of the damage Pansy had inflicted. Hayley gasped and snapped the compact shut. She couldn’t bear to look at it again.
“My hair! That no good Pansy scalped me!”
No more. She couldn’t take anymore. She’d put up with a nasty French parrot, a deaf dog, and now a chimp who thought she was Phillippe, the snobby Manhattan stylist.
Hayley burst into tears. Yesterday had been the worst day of her life. Nothing could have been worse, and then today happened.
Jake crouched down in front of her and held her hands.
“Hey, it’s not so bad. Hair grows back.”
She sniffed and blinked at him.
“I paid a fortune to get it exactly right. I can’t go on job interviews like this!”
“It’s not terrible, just a little uneven with those ends sticking up like a Mohawk on one side. It’s asymmetric, but that could be trendy,” the old lady said as if that helped and handed her a tissue.
Asymmetric? Whole chunks were gone. It looked like a blind man had savaged her hair.


What websites do you visit daily?
Hmm. I have limited time but I do regularly get on Twitter, Facebook, my own website and blog (I don’t say I write something daily but I try to get there as often as I can), Books and Writers Community--a fabulous online hangout for anyone who loves books, reading, writing, etc. Anything and everything is discussed and I would recommend that site to anyone interested in writing. I try to check in on Amazon and Barnes and Noble to see what’s going on there too and occasionally get on Pininterest. I’m not really conversant with that site. I visit Savvy Authors and She Writes but not daily. I do trawl some other sites but certainly not with regularity or every day.
What do you enjoy most about life?
More and more, I’m grateful for the things I have rather than thinking about what I don’t have. I’m grateful for family, friends, my dog, my health. Money can’t buy those things and we need to really appreciate them. I’m also grateful I live near the beach—I love the beach! You’re either a beach person or you aren’t and I’m definitely a beach person.
If you could give the younger version of yourself advice what would it be?
Take notes! I’ve had a lot of adventures and traveled extensively. I do remember some of these things but not all of them.
Do you have a muse? Describe this person, please.
I don’t know if you could call her my muse, but certainly the writer I most admire is Diana Gabaldon. She’s a brilliant writer but also very accessible and generous in her support for other writers.
Do things your family or friends do ever end up in a book?
Not so much family and friends, but real incidents, yes. The incident with the Japanese flag signifying the town’s lake has frozen and safe for skating in Hanky Panky (Book 3 of The Liberty Heights series coming in December) is true. It really did happen in my hometown. (Yes, it was New Jersey, so it seemed kind of natural for Liberty Heights).
What are some jobs you've done before (or while) you were a writer?
I started out as a nurse and I’m still a nurse but my work is in academia so I’m a professor today. I also have a PhD in history. I’ve done a fair amount of publishing academic work; journal articles and book chapters. It all just kind of evolved. Writing fiction is a big leap from academic writing but it’s still writing and any writing helps strengthen ability.
Which of your books would you recommend to someone who doesn't normally read your genre, and why?
Going to the Dogs
It’s a good question and really depends on taste. Right now, I would recommend Animal Crackers. It’s a fun read and the start of a series. People that have been reading the books seem to fall in love with them. They love Liberty Heights and all the quirky characters, some of whom get their own stories as the series progresses. That’s fun because it enables all of us to get to know these characters with more depth. I know these books are fiction, readers know they’re fiction, but to us, they’re real. That’s the consistent message I get from readers--they totally accept this is fiction but believe it must be real at some level. They consistently laugh (that’s good, they’re supposed to!) and want to know more about the people, the town and the quirky things that happen. This is kind of funny; I had an email from a reader asking for driving directions to Liberty Heights. She was certain this must be a real place. I was kind of sorry to disappoint her but it was nice that the town seemed so real to her.
What kind of books do you read when taking a break from your own writing?
Anything and everything. I’m a voracious reader. Normally, I read 4 books a week, depending on the type of book. I read non-fiction, especially history. Just love that! But I also read fiction in every genre. I’m a bookworm! I learned to read when I was about 3 and just kept reading. I was also fortunate to grow up in a home where reading and owning books was encouraged. The first step in being a writer is being a reader. You have to be a good reader to be a good writer. Whatever else you might have to give up to write, you can’t give up reading.
What is your favorite holiday and why?
Thanksgiving, because it’s a great opportunity to sit down and remember all the good things we have. Having lived outside the US for many years, I really appreciate the American-ness of the holiday that has nothing to do with religion, but a day to be grateful.
What good book have you read recently?
I read voraciously, everything and anything. In fiction, I enjoyed A Discovery of Witches. I didn’t think I would, but there you go. Not always a good idea to pre-judge. I especially enjoyed the scenes set in Oxford because I was a guest there a number of years ago and very familiar with the colleges and library.
In non-fiction, I just finished Rebecca Fraser’s A History of Britain. I love history and I’ve read a fair amount on this subject before but I still like re-acquainting myself with topics and possibly, learning something new or remembering things I might have forgotten.
Where were you at midnight, on December 31st when the new century started?
What do you like to do when you're bored?
No idea. I’m never bored because I’m overloaded with things that have to be done and things I want to do.
If your life became a movie, who would you want to play you?
Hah! We actually played this game at a high school reunion and the consensus was I should be played by a young, I stress young, Lauren Bacall. I was so flattered, I can’t tell you!
If you were a color, what color would you be?
Pink. Hot pink!

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I love pizza with cheese, and lots of it. I’m a purist!
I'm always ready for dancing.
Elle Druskin
When I'm alone, I read, write, watch tv, walk my dog, surf the net, catch up with email.
You'd never be able to tell, but I try to be really organized. (Here’s the but) I don’t appear organized because I’m always looking for things that I’ve lost. So I end up most of the time looking for something else and finding the original lost item.
If I had a halo it would be I don’t really understand this question but I kind of doubt I’d be getting a halo anyway.
If I could master surfing (“I’m working on it!) I'd live at the beach.
I can never believe people think I’ve had a really interesting life because it just seems normal to me. I’ve traveled a lot and lived in other countries and I think this fascinates some people.

Previous Books

The Liberty Heights series:
Animal Crackers (Book 1)
The Life of the Party (Book 2)
To Catch series:
To Catch A Cop
To Catch A Crook
Outback Hero
Going To The Dogs

Books Coming Soon

Hanky Panky (Book 3, The Liberty Heights series) coming in December 2012 from MuseItUpPublishing

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October 24, 2012

Grab Eternity with @Tmoniquebooks #amreading


Tmonique Stephens, welcome to Romance Lives Forever. Let's talk about your book, Eternity
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Buy links:
Publisher: Soulmate Publishing
Cover artist: Steena Holmes at The Authors Red Room
Length: 271 pages
Heat rating: 4
Tagline: Only a cursed man would wait 2000 years for one woman
Blurb: Cursed for 2000 years, Roman Nicolis has tracked his lovers’ soul through each reincarnation only to lose her horribly every time. Reclaiming their love is his only salvation. He’s been her friend, her father, her neighbor, but never again her lover until now.
A late night walk home throws Stella Walker into the path of a killer. The last thing she remembers are the deep blue eyes of the man trying to kill her—and the first things she sees after a seven day coma are the same blue eyes in the handsome face of the man hired to protect her. Is he truly the owner of a security firm assigned to protect her or the man who wants to finish her off? Is it fears she feels when Roman touches her or the memory of something sweeter? She will have to push past her fears and reclaim a love that has lasted two millennia.
Past secrets haunt them. An angry demon stalks them.
Roman will do anything to recover what they had. Though Stella’s ruined childhood has made her close her heart and body to any man, he must get past the walls around her to gain her love and trust, for it will take their union to defeat an unexpected enemy sent from the Egyptian Gods. A man Romans respects, and Stella trusts.
Two hearts - one soul. For all eternity.
What are your main characters' names, ages, and occupations?
Roman Nicolis: 35ish, CEO of Nicolis Security/Mercenary
Stella Walker: 24, Waitress/Student


Curled on his body in the middle of Central Park, Roman let Stella sleep. Holding her wasn’t a hardship as his mind wandered to the future, their future. Foolhardy, definitely, but what else could he do when he held the object of his obsession in his arms?
Remember your promise and let her go.
He stroked a wayward lock of hair behind her ear and slid his fingers down her silky cheek. She nuzzled him, turned her face into his palm and kissed him. Every noble intention evaporated like a bead of sizzling water in a hot skillet. Cock rock hard, he had to kiss her, feel her breath on his skin, in his body. In the deserted park, he needed her now.
The fine hairs on the back of his neck bristled. He froze. Battle instincts surged to the forefront, screaming for action, instead, he listened to the night surrounding him and waited. Though not a hub of wildlife, the creatures of Central Park were silent. They also waited. Somewhere, nearby, a predator stalked.
He nudged Stella. She stretched, making him aware of every curve and hollow she possessed, and purred, a sexy rumble deep in her throat. Before she could say a word, he cupped her head and pulled her into a quick kiss.
“Shhh, we’re in danger,” he whispered against her lips.
Her head popped up and she eased off him. In the gloom, her frightened eyes met his. “What?” She mouthed.
“We have to get out of here.”
Crouched low, he took her hand, together they crawled along next to the hedge. He looked over. His keen eyesight picked up nothing and no one. So why did the same excitement he used to get before a battle race through his veins? Stella squeezed his hand. Her wide eyes sent him a question he couldn’t answer.
He drew his gun from the small of his back and the silencer from his jacket pocket.
“Roman?” Her voice wavered.
He spared her a glance. “Whatever happens, do exactly as I say. Understand?”
Her head bobbed on her neck.
“Walk beside me, not in front or behind. Got it?”
Not far from the nearest road, they stuck to the trees and away from the open expanse of the Great Lawn.
Leaves crunched behind them. He’d never run from anything in his life. Even before the curse and his immortality, he stood his ground and killed everything in his path. Now, whatever stalked him, stalked her. His senses told him only one lurked in the darkness, but with Stella to protect, he couldn’t risk it.
The Delacorte amphitheater loomed ahead. He guided her into the shadows. Stationed behind a statue, he aimed and watched the route they had just taken. Stella clutched his jacket, her shivering body pressed close.
“Tell me.”
“There’s someone out there.”
“It could be anyone, ’kids maybe?”
“Maybe.” He agreed purely to reassure her. But as he spoke, one hundred yards away, something peeled away from the shadows of a large tree and charged.
“Stay.” He ordered. Through his jacket, her nails dug into his back. He pulled away, but she wouldn’t let go. He shrugged out of his jacket and advanced. She called to him, begging him to return, but the blood rushing in his ears drown out her voice. He rushed forward and focused on the attacking foe.
Wait. He skidded to a halt. He had a shot, but...something was wrong. The height was too short. Whoever ran toward him must be a child—or running on all fours. He squinted at the slice of darkness closing the distance between them. The tree coverage ended and speckled moonlight dotted the Great Lawn, uncovering the thing barreling forward. For a split second his mind tried to unravel the impossible nightmare quickly shrinking the distance, before he fired three shots between its widely spaced eyes. It roared and charged faster.
“Run, Stella!” He fired, running back to the theater. She hadn’t listened. Instead of running away, she met him. He grabbed her hand and ran, but she couldn’t keep up and the thing behind them closed the distance.
“Is it him, The Strangler?” she shouted breathless.
They ran past The Preserve, rounded a column and then stopped. Shrouded in gloom, the outline of the pond appeared in front of the Belvedere Castle. He didn’t want her to see what chased them, but before he could stop her, she turned. Her scream pierced the night. Yards away, a bellow replied. He jerked her around and shoved. She stumbled and fell into the water.
“Go!” This time, she didn’t fight. For a second, he watched her swim. Then turned in time for claws to dig into his side.
Stella slipped, fell face first in the shallow water and choked on a foul mouthful. She lunged to her feet, brushed the wet hair out of her face and waded on. Water rose from her hips to her neck quickly and then leveled off as she approached a small dock jutting out of tall grass. Arms trembling, she hoisted herself up. A spike of pain spread from the healing wounds on her abdomen. Her arms almost caved, but at the last second, she flipped a leg over the edge of the dock and rolled onto her back. In the silent night, smacks and grunts echoed, water splashed. Something gave a roar no human could make.
She had to get help. The dock led to the castle. Stella jogged up the stairs, clutching her side and cut through the fake façade to reach the 79th street transverse. Waving her arms, a car wheezed bye, then another one.
Damn New Yorkers. Headlights split the darkness. She ran into the road.
“Stop! Please, stop!”
The car swerved, centimeters separated her and the bumper. It shimmied on the road, but straightened and kept on going. She had to escape the park. Call the cops. Save Roman. A scream lodged in her throat.
Wounds aching, she ran hard. The exit of the park and the traffic on Central Park West came into view. There were people up ahead. She had to get there. People meant help. Her steps faltered and her shoulder slammed into a lamppost. She started to fall.
An arm circled her waist and hauled her up. For a second, she tore at the limb until she glanced up. “Ro—”
Blood. Nearly everywhere she looked. Tattered pieces of his shirt flapped in the breeze exposing deep gashes across his pecs and down his ribs. Behind him, a tree splintered and toppled onto the roadway. Roman took her hand and together they ran the last yards to the exit.
They darted out of the park and onto the sidewalk, alongside the wall separating the park from the city. Still, she heard it, the beast, thing, whatever, over the wall, matching their pace.
A hand tipped with razor sharp claws scraped along the top of the wall. A scaly arm, a snout unhinged and rows of teeth and protruding eyes that rotated freely.
It. Saw. Her.


Where do you start when writing? Research, plotting, outline, or...?
Tmonique Stephens: I always start with an idea. What if... Those two words takes my imagination down the Yellow Brick Road to my hero and heroine, my opening scene, plot, conflict and ultimately my story’s happily ever after.
Tell us about your latest book, including its genre. Does it cross over to other genres? If so, what are they?
Eternity is about a group of men who descend from the Egyptian gods. Their heritage has been hidden, but slowly come to light along with a multitude of consequences. Though Eternity is a paranormal romance, there are elements of suspense and mystery as the two lovers are hunted by an unknown enemy.
How do you come up with ideas?
Tmonique Stephens: My ideas usually come to me right before I fall asleep. My mind seems to be more open and relaxed. I get my best ideas that way. I just have to remember to record or write them down before I pass out.
What did you learn from writing your first book?
Tmonique Stephens: I learned technique, conflict and my writing style. I’m still working on trusting my instinct, but I believe that will come with time.
Would you consider self-publishing?
Tmonique Stephens: Yes, I’m working on a novella which will tie into my Egyptian series that I plan on self-publishing. I’m looking forward to getting my feet wet.
How many hours a day to you spend writing?
Tmonique Stephens: Since I work full-time during the week I usually write three hours per day after I get home from work and six to ten hours per day on the weekend.
If you could give the younger version of yourself advice what would it be?
Tmonique Stephens: I wrote consistently until I graduated from college in the late 1980’s. After graduation life and all its complexities interfered with my writing and I didn’t writing anything until I got serious in 2007. I would tell the younger me to not be afraid of rejection and to keep writing even when I didn’t feel like it.
List two authors we would find you reading when taking a break from your own writing.
Tmonique Stephens: My favorite authors are JR Ward and Stephen King. I will always pick them first to read. I also love Kresley Cole and Karen Marie Moning.
If money were not an object, where would you most like to live?
Tmonique Stephens: I would love a house in Atlanta, an apartment in Manhattan and a time share in St. Thomas USVI.
What song would best describe your life?
Tmonique Stephens: Different songs apply to me at different times in my life. Currently, the song that best categorizes me is Gym Class Heroes The Fighter and Phillip Phillips Home.
Picture yourself as a store. Considering your personality and lifestyle, what type of products would be sold there?
Tmonique Stephens: Walmart would be a good depiction of my current lifestyle, but at heart I’m a Neiman Marcus kinda girl.
As a child, what was your favorite thing about school?
Tmonique Stephens: I learned to love reading and writing in school. Books have always taken me to another place or world where my imagination could break free from the confines of reality.
If you came with a warning label, what would it say?
Tmonique Stephens: Addictive reading hazard. Read at you own risk.
Tmonique Stephens

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I love pizza with roma tomatoes, fresh basil and gouda cheese.
I'm always ready for a party.
When I'm alone, I write and plot.
You'd never be able to tell, but I love alternative music.
If I had a halo it would be slightly crooked.
If I could travel I'd never come home.

Books Coming Soon

I’m working on Everlasting, the sequel to Eternity. It’s the story of Reign, Roman’s brother and Alexis, a NYPD detective trying to recuse her career. Their wants are at opposite ends of the spectrum, but they will have to join together defy the gods, save each other, and defeat an enemy that just won’t die.

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October 22, 2012

Awakening the Fire with @ShieldsAlly

Awakening the Fire.

Ally Shields, welcome to Romance Lives Forever. Let's talk about your book, Awakening the Fire (Guardian Witch Book One).
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Romantic Paranormal
Buy links: Amazon (US): http://amzn.to/Nr8jko
Amazon (UK): http://amzn.to/Rt0zkb
Barnes and Nobel: http://bit.ly/RPrJ45
All Romance Ebooks: http://bit.ly/U25Q0G
Publisher: Etopia Press
Cover artist: Annie Melton
Length: 83,000 words, 245 pages (approx.)
Heat rating: Sexual tension, PG-13, M/F
While fire witch cop Ari Calin races to stop the violence triggered by an exotic drug, a werewolf pack is intent on starting a supernatural war.
Ari Calin has sworn to keep the peace in the Olde Town district of Riverdale, and most of the time the Otherworlders cooperate. The vampires, werewolves and other magical creatures go about their own business, living side by side with humans, until the foreign werewolves arrive and an virtual reality drug hits the streets. When violence erupts, Ari needs more than her witch fire, weapons and potions to stop the madness.
Teaming with a human police lieutenant and a way-too-sexy vampire singer, Ari hunts for the enemy—from the vampire strip clubs to the caverns under the city. Every step draws Ari and her companions deeper into an old feud and closer to the brink of a supernatural war.

What are your main characters' names, ages, and occupations?
Arianna Calin, 23, is a fire witch and a cop for the Magic Council, the ruling authority for Otherworlders.
Andreas De Luca is a vampire who sings in a vampire supper club—and so much more. Andreas was born in 1786 but he was 29 when he became a vampire and will look 29 and yummy forever.
Lt. Ryan Foster, 34, is Ari's partner among the human cops. They work joint cases for the Magic Council and the Riverdale Police Department.


What is the most important thing you do for your career now, as compared to when you first started writing?
I network. When I began writing full time four years ago, my friends and family didn't understand why I was doing this. I felt rather lost until I discovered other writers. Now I network for support and promotion, knowing there are many out there sharing the same triumphs and frustrations.
What do you enjoy most about life?
Almost everything. Seriously! I've always been curious and enjoy seeing and experiencing new things, from climbing the pyramids to horseback-riding through the Arizona desert. I suppose that's why writing, reading and traveling top my list of things I love to do. It's a way to experience many new worlds. But sometimes it's the little things that really catch you off guard. The butterfly in the garden, a particularly good wine, a sailboat on the lake at sunset.
If you could give the younger version of yourself advice what would it be?
Get serious about your writing much earlier in life. I wrote my first book when I was nine—all about a palomino horse. Imagine how many books I could have written if life hadn't distracted me along the way! It takes time to learn the craft. Write, rewrite, and then do it all over again.
Do things your family or friends do ever end up in a book?
OMG, yes, but they don't know it! Mannerisms mostly, and sometimes parts of funny conversations. I try to disguise them so they won't guess. :) But I even use people on the street. No one is safe.
What are some jobs you've done before (or while) you were a writer?
I began full-time employment as an English teacher, then a practicing lawyer and finally a Juvenile Court Officer. The most fascinating years were spent as a member of C.A.T.T, the Child Abuse Trauma Team that investigated severe child abuse cases.
What kind of books do you read when taking a break from your own writing?
I can't read urban fantasy while I'm working on a new book, so I usually turn to mysteries like those of J.D. Robb, thrillers like Vince Flynn, or a light romance. If I need cheering up, I re-read Georgette Heyer to laugh at her witty dialogue.
In between manuscripts, I catch up with new paranormal releases from Laurell K Hamilton, Kim Harrison, Charlaine Harris, and anyone else that catches my eye. I tend to like vampires!
Imagine you get to go on a dream vacation, but you have only one hour to pack and leave, and it starts as soon as you finish this interview. What will you take with you and where will you go?
My laptop, so I could write and check-in by email and Twitter. My kindle for obvious reasons. Lightweight clothing and my camera. I would return to Egypt for the fourth time, do the Nile trip again and see Luxor and Karnak. I love that place!
What is your favorite holiday and why?
Thanksgiving. Everyone comes home for Thanksgiving just to enjoy the good food and conversation. No pre-holiday shopping, fighting through the malls, wrapping packages, or holiday programs to detract from family time. And I rather like the pumpkin pie, too.
Which statement is more like you:
"I am a vacation spa because I am laid back and relaxed."
"I am a ten-countries in ten-days tour vacation, because I do things as fast as possible."
I'm definitely the ten day tour, and I've been on several! If something needs to be done, I want it done now. I'll stay up all night to finish. And I have no patience whatsoever with delayed gratification. Now, now, now. As soon as this task is done, I can move on to the next challenge, the next fascinating riddle to solve.

Please Fill in the Blanks

I love pizza with pepperoni and mushrooms.
I'm always ready for chocolate!
When I'm alone, I read or play tug-a-war with my miniature pinscher, Ranger.
You'd never be able to tell, but I have an earring collection in the hundreds!
If I had a halo it would be tarnished. :-D
If I could be an astronaut, I'd go to the moon or mars.
I can never watch a movie where the hero or heroine dies, because I cry too much. It's embarrassing!

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October 21, 2012

Why Keta Wrote Holding on to Heaven @ketadiablo #amwriting

Holding on to Heaven.

Please welcome Keta Diablo as she takes over Romance Lives Forever for the day.

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Hi everyone, and thank you so much for stopping by Romance Lives Forever.

Some readers have asked me why I wrote Holding on to Heaven so I thought I’d speak to that here. I’ve always loved history about the Civil War – the battles, the thousands of lives lost and the boundaries that were often crossed when family members choose sides. It wasn’t uncommon to find cousin fighting against cousin or neighbor against neighbor. The Civil War was a deeply personal war for many, and yet in the end, many didn’t know why they were fighting. I can’t think of anything more horrible than to have our country divided over ideals, beliefs, or principles to the point we take up arms against our brethren.
Dark Night of the Moon

Imagine drawing a line across the United States – the top half of the states fight for one side and the bottom for the other. And suppose you had family down in Texas when you live in Wisconsin? I’m sure you can see what the Civil War was one of our darkest times in history.
Holding on two Heaven is, in essence, about a woman named Lauren McCain who was raised in the deep South and moves to the North just before the war broke out. Her loyalties are divided. She’s fallen in love with a Northerner, carries his child, and yet her father and family hail from North Carolina. Now, toss in the Dakota Sioux uprising in Minnesota at the same time and the entire country is ablaze with fire and terror.

Holding on to Heaven is an emotional story about betrayal, grief, fate, and abiding passion. If you like reading about the Civil War, I think you’ll love the story of brothers who love the same woman and yet, love each other too (note: this is not a ménage and not a gay fiction). Oh, yes, and there are a few twists and turns in the story. There is a happily-for-now ending, but here’s the good news: Dark Night of the Moon, the sequel to Holding on to Heaven was released January 2012. I promise there is a happy resolution to the continuing saga.

"Comanche Ghost"
Namaste, Keta

About the Author

Keta Diablo lives in the Midwest part of the country on six acres of woodland. When she isn't writing or gardening she loves to commune with nature.
Keta is a multi-published author in both erotic romance and gay fiction. Her latest paranormal novel, Where The Rain Is Made, has been nominated for a Bookie Award by Authors After Dark in the Best e-novel category. Keta's books have also received numerous Top Pick, Book of the Month, and Recommended Read awards from the top professional review sites.
You can find her on the net at the following places:
The Stuff of Myth and Men, http://thestuffofmythandmen.blogspot.com

October 20, 2012

Character Interview: Patrick from Love Comes Silently @andrewgreybooks #gayromance

Love Comes Silently.
Andrew Grey, welcome to Romance Lives Forever. Let's talk about your book, Love Comes Silently.
Genre: M/M Contemporary
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover artist: L. C. Chase
Length: 61,000 words
Heat rating: Three Flames
Buy links:
How do you say “I Love You” when you can’t say the words?
Caring for a loved one with cancer is tough. Doing it alone is overwhelming—especially when that loved one is a child. But ever since Ken Brighton’s partner left him, Ken has spent his days at the hospital with his daughter, Hanna, hoping for a miracle. Maybe the mysterious care packages that appear for Hanna don’t qualify, but they bring a spark of hope into his and Hanna’s tired life—and so does Ken’s neighbor, former singer Patrick Flaherty.
For two years Patrick hasn’t been able to focus on anything but the life he should have had. An injury robbed him of his voice, and the idea of introducing himself to new people intimidates him. But over the past months, he’s watched as his neighbor nursed his sick child, and once he meets Ken, Patrick starts to crave a life with him—a life he isn't sure he can have.
Ken doesn’t realize he’s fallen in love until the doctors send Hanna home, saying there’s nothing more they can do: Hanna will either recover or succumb. Ken’s heart is set on a new beginning—with both Patrick and Hanna. But Patrick's silence leaves Ken wondering what Patrick wants.
What are your main characters' names, ages, and occupations?
Patrick is in his late twenties and makes furniture. He used to be an opera singer until an accident robbed him of his ability to speak.
Ken is an artist, about thirty and he’s taking care of his five year old daughter with Leukemia.

Interview With Patrick

Tell us about yourself. What are you like?
I used to be outgoing. Now I spend most of my days working in my wood shop or taking care of my yard. Julianne, my cousin says I morose and a pain in the ass, but that’s because she loves me. Now I stay away from most people and try to live my life as quietly as possible.
What do you think is your strongest point?
I lost my strongest point. I used to be an opera singer. I performed all over the country and my career was just beginning to take off when I was in an accident. I regained consciousness and was told I was lucky to be alive, but I would never talk again.
Do you have a weakness? (If so, what do you think it is? What does your lover think it is? What does your enemy think it is?)
Yes. I suppose you could say I’m a stubborn mule. But a weakness, it has to be the little bald girl across the street. She’s been sick for a while and I want her to be happy. See unlike most other people in town, she talks to me like I’m a regular person.
What drives you to do the things you do? What makes you want to be the "good guy?"
I wish I knew. I’m just myself. The little girl across the street was so sad and I wanted to cheer her up so I brought her things to make her happy. I also liked the way her daddy smiles when she’s happy.
What's your favorite guilty pleasure?
Probably chocolate. Although if I were truthful, then… Ken is probably my guilty pleasure. Winks naughtily.
If you didn't know how old you were how old would you be?
Fifty two. I feel like I’ve lived a long time already.
A biography has been written about you. What do you think the title would be in six words or less?
Learning to Speak Without Words.
If money were not an object, where would you most like to live?
Tahiti. I’d take Ken and Hanna there and we’d lay on the beach. Ken could paint like Gauguin, Hanna could play in the warm water to her heart’s content and at night, Ken and I would make love to the sound of the ocean.
What song would best describe your life?
I really try not to think of music. But if I had to pick one I’d say The Humming Chorus form Madame Butterfly. It’s the only song I can still sing if I concentrate.
If you were a tool, what would people use you to do?
Julianne would say people would use my head to pound nails.
Picture yourself as a store. Considering your personality and lifestyle, what type of products would be sold there?
It’s not a store but I’d be a library. It’s introspective and quiet.
As a child, what was your favorite thing about school?
Music class. I lived for music and band. Given what I do now, I probably should have taken shop.
If you came with a warning label, what would it say?
Silent but deadly. No, still waters run deep.

Please Fill in the Blanks as Patrick

I love pizza with lots of meat.
I'm always ready for a quiet evening with Ken and Hanna. I know I’m totally boring o=in the wild and crazy department.
When I'm alone, I build beautiful furniture.
You'd never be able to tell, but I always wished I could fly.
If I had a halo it would be silver.
If I could sing again just once I'd sing Hanna to sleep.
I never learned to sign because I’m too damned stubborn.

About the Author

Andrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation. Andrew's hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

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October 18, 2012

All Female Planet? AR Norris Says Yes #scifichat

Welcome AR Norris to Romance Lives Forever. Let's talk about your book, End of Eternity (The Telomere Trilogy, #3). Your heroine is from an all female planet. Tell us abou that!
Genre: Science Fiction Romance

Buy links:
Books on Board: http://is.gd/2M7AM4
Barnes and Noble http://is.gd/bPY1HL
Publisher: Desert Breeze Publishing

Cover artist: Jenifer Ranieri
Length: Novel-length
Heat rating: Sensual
Can a woman raised on an all female planet learn to trust and open her heart to a man? Can a man living alone with only his duty step into the galaxy and acknowledge his feelings for an untrusting woman?


Luna thought her journey away from her people's world was over. Now, she's forced to join the lost daughter in her journey with Captain Noah Bonney's crew to learn why these women coexist with men. Something unbelievable to the all woman race. Adding to the confusing change in Dokkaebi directive and teachings, is the presence of the gold-eyed man that stirred something in her heart. A forbidden attraction that goes against all her teachings and her people's ways.
Damani Wassack isn't happy with the situation either. Telomere Watchers lead secluded and separate lives. Yet now, he and the other watchers must come to the surface, show all their secrets and work with outsiders. If that weren't enough, he can't get that sneer from the man-hating warrior woman out of his mind. Or her fierce dedication, strong spirit, and sense of duty and honor. The package is appealing, and completely impossible.
What are your main characters' names, ages, and occupations?
The Dokkaebi, Luna, is in her early 20s and a fierce warrior trained from childhood to defend her planet, her people and the all-encompassing Essence.
Damani Wassack is in his mid-thirties and a Watcher, a secret society who silently watch the remaining Telomere's. The moment the Telomere loses their soul it is the duty of the watcher to kill the Telomere and see them off to the new plan of existence.
How did you get your start in the industry?
I got my start with short and flash stories contributions in ezines and anthologies back in 2009. It wasn't until 2010 that my first novel was accepted by a small independent press of ebooks.
What is the most important thing you do for your career now, as compared to when you first started writing?
I outline against a plot arch. When I first started, I just blurted out the story in a big blob and it took twice as long to organize and revise the story into some semblance of logic. It also left me cutting out huge sections of content that by that time I'd become attached to, even though it made no sense for the story. By learning how to follow a sound plot arch and outline I can get the story in my head out on paper with little pain and more success.
What do you enjoy most about life?
Oh, lots of things. I had a brain tumor in 2011 and it put everything in perspective. Mostly I enjoy being able to wake up in the morning and have another day of the chaos that is life. My crazy teenagers and their constant woes and victories towards becoming adults. My even crazier little boys who are learning the ways of kid-dome. Then, of course, there's the two stupid canine babies and the sadistically evil cat. Through all of it is Hubby at my side, my constant partner.
Do you have a muse? Describe this person, please.
Yes, her name is Anthor and she's the scary demon that is my subconscious. On good days, she's flirting with me and connecting the research dots of documentaries and reports my ideas sparked from.
On bad days - which are more often than I'd like - she's glaring at me with her purple glowing eyes and fury-wielding whip. She's beating the crap out of me, pushing me along with no reason or end result in sight. If I get off track, she gives me this icy silent treatment that often brings me to tears and leaves me begging her to speak to me.
What kind of books do you read when taking a break from your own writing?
I read SF mostly, but love murder mysteries, horror, and contemporary paranormal/speculative romance. I have a passion for older works, like stories from late 1800s all the way through 1950s. I just love watching the evolution of words and story structures.
What do you think is the future of epublishing?
Will print go extinct? No, but I'm practical about the trend. Literature needs to follow the reader's preferred medium to stay alive. Most people use the electronic medium now more than print. Letters have evolved to email. Phone chatter has evolved to text/instant messaging. Newspaper distribution is evolving to internet. Magazines are evolving to ezines. In line with this trend, print runs are evolving to epublishing.
None of those original things - letters, phones, magazines and newspapers - are going away any time soon but they are becoming less important in today's society.
Imagine you get to go on a dream vacation, but you have only one hour to pack and leave, and it starts as soon as you finish this interview. What will you take with you and where will you go?
Definitely head to a beach along the Mexico coast. I'd hollar at hubby and the kids to pack and then grab my Kindle, swimsuits, shorts, t-shirts, and my hygiene stuff. The rest of the time would be spent ensuring the family has everything they need and making a list of things to buy on the way or when we get there.
What is your favorite holiday and why?
Thanksgiving, without a doubt. It's always been my favorite because it's the holiday where the only expectation is to gather your family and friends to eat and hang out. There's no stress of gift giving, dressing up to the nines, or fulfilling childhood dreams.
What do you like to do when you're bored?
I have time to get bored? LOL, in the rare moments I have nothing to do and nowhere to go, I usually pick up a book and dive in.

Please Fill in the Blanks

I love pizza with pepperoni.
I'm always ready for a Bruce Lee movie or a trip to the beach.
When I'm alone, I know the kids are up to something.
You'd never be able to tell, but love scenes embarrass me.
If I had a halo it would be very, very crooked and slightly smudged.
If I could do anything I'd take a long nap.
I can never go on an international trip because I'm too picky of an eater.

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October 15, 2012

Character Interview Ben Edwards @charliecochrane #amreading

Charlie Cochrane, welcome to Romance Lives Forever. Let's talk about your book, Tumble Turn.
Genre: Contemporary m/m romance
Publisher: MLR
Cover artist: Deana C. Jamroz
Length: 84 pages, 28,000 words
Heat rating: Mild
Tagline: Winning isn't everything...except when everything rides on being first.
Blurb: Ben Edwards is the rising star of British Paralympic swimming, with a medal at London 2012 firmly in his sights. Love isn't going to be allowed to get in the way -- until he meets Nick, who proves to be a big distraction from training. With his times sliding, and a family illness, to worry him, it looks like Ben's Olympic dreams are in tatters. Until Nick comes up with the most outrageous incentive for winning.
What are your main characters' names, ages, and occupations?
Ben Edwards is 21, has just graduated with a degree in Psychology from Cardiff University, and is a professional paralympic swimmer, on the elite funding programme.
Nick Prior is 22, in his last year studying languages at Warwick university.

Interview with Ben Edwards

Tell us about yourself. What are you like?
Ben: A bit shy (no, honestly) and a bit lacking in self confidence at times. You might think that’s a load of rubbish, if you’ve seen me tearing up the pool and punching the air like mad when I win. But if you’ve watched my post race interviews and seen how tongue tied I get maybe you’d believe it.
People tell me I’m good looking, but if I look at myself in the mirror first thing of a morning or when I’ve just finished a hard training session, I’m not so sure. My physique’s good though, even my dodgy left hand side.
What do you think is your strongest point?
Ben: Determination. I’ve always believed in having dreams and trying to make them come true. Right from when I heard that London was getting the 2012 Olympics and Paralympics, I wanted to take part.
Do you have a weakness? (If so, what do you think it is? What does your lover think it is? What does your enemy think it is?)
Ben: I suppose most people would say my cerebral palsy was a weakness, but I wasn’t brought up to think of it as that. Nick would agree—it just makes me different, in the way he’s different because he can’t spell to save his life. I’d say my Achilles’ heel is being too easily distracted, like Nick distracted me in the run up to the Paralympics. My coach would have the same opinion. (Don’t you make out I’m implying my coach is my enemy!)
What drives you to do the things you do? What makes you want to be the “good guy?”
Ben: Because what’s the alternative? I guess my mum and dad brought me up to think about other people and to always try to do the next right thing. Maybe I’m naive but I can’t imagine doing anything different.
What’s your favorite guilty pleasure?
Ben: Biscuits, especially custard creams or chocolate Hob Nobs.
If you didn’t know how old you were how old would you be?
Ben: I don’t think I understand the question. Does it mean what age would I ideally be? Forever 21 I suppose.
A biography has been written about you. What do you think the title would be in six words or less?
Ben: Touching First. (Because I always want to be first to touch the wall in my races.)
If money were not an object, where would you most like to live?
Ben: Maybe one of the great big houses at Sandbanks, near Bournemouth, where we used to go on holidays when I was a little boy. Or a really posh flat at Cardiff Bay, so I could get my swimming training in. Either would do, so long as Nick could get over easily enough to visit me.
What song would best describe your life?
Ben: It would be too much of a cliché to go with “I am What I am”, although you can’t imagine what a buzz I got when they used that in the Paralympic opening ceremony. “Ain’t no Mountain High Enough”, maybe, because I like overcoming challenges. Had plenty of practice!
If you were a tool, what would people use you to do?
Ben: Um, clean their cars because I’m great in the water?
Picture yourself as a store. Considering your personality and lifestyle, what type of products would be sold there?
Ben: I’d be one of those stores that sell all sorts of fun things. Like Hawkin’s Bazaar used to. Sports stuff, games, puzzles, jokey things. That’s me to a t.
As a child, what was your favorite thing about school?
Ben: Playtime, of course. I was clever enough that lessons weren’t that hard work, but once the bell went and we could let off some steam – playing football or just haring around the playground – I was happy as a pig in dirt.
Tell us an embarrassing story that has to do with a pet. If you have no pets, a story about a significant other will do. ^_^
Ben: This is really embarrassing. When I was little I tried to shave our dog, because I thought his hair was too long. Luckily dad caught me and put a stop to things. The dog was such a daft thing he just let me!
If you came with a warning label, what would it say?
Ben: “Dangerous when wet”?

Please Fill in the Blanks as Ben Edwards

I love pizza with ham and pineapple.
I'm always ready for watching sport. Live or TV, bring it on!
When I'm alone, I play games on my laptop. I’ve always been a bit of a games nerd.
You'd never be able to tell, but I got straight A grades at A level.
If I had a halo it would be stuck on, so I didn’t lose it.
If I could fly, I'd give up swimming. Maybe.
I can never be a boxer because my left side has a habit of going weak on me.

About the Author

As Charlie Cochrane couldn't be trusted to do any of her jobs of choice—like managing a rugby team—she writes. Her favourite genre is gay fiction, predominantly historical romances/mysteries. She lives near Romsey but has yet to use that as a setting for her stories, choosing to write about Cambridge, Bath, London and the Channel Islands, all of which are places she knows and loves well.
Charlie’s a member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association, Mystery People and International Thriller Writers Inc, with titles published by Carina, MLR, Noble Romance and Cheyenne. Charlie's Cambridge Fellows Series, set in Edwardian England, was instrumental in her being named Author of the Year 2009 by the review site Speak Its Name.

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Facebook: CharlieCochrane
Twitter: CharlieCochrane
Other sites: Goodreads

October 14, 2012

Character Interview: Rekkus Shifting Hearts @DominiEastwick

Shifting Hearts.

Dominique Eastwick welcome to Romance Lives Forever. Tell us about Shifting Hearts: Wiccan Haus.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Tagline: Sometimes it takes losing everything to find the one thing you need.
The last of his kind... Rekkus is the last of the great Black Tiger weres and he is happy to stay that way. Working as security for the Wiccan Haus, a magical spa for inner healing, he has enough danger – and women – to keep him busy. Unfortunately, the Fates are not content with him being comfortable.
Alone and discouraged... Dana has walked away from all she has known, her fiancé, family, apartment, and job. Now, having a ticket to the Wiccan Haus may be the only way she can move on. But what she finds isn’t what she expects, nor is it what she thought she was looking for.
Meet the unusual residents of the Wiccan Haus. The staff can get a little hairy and not all of the guests eat what’s served in the dining hall. But the proprietors always do what they can to make the resort into a place of healing and peace, using all of their years of practice. At the Haus, where humans and Paras reside side-by-side, everyone in need of the Rowan siblings’ services are welcome.
Welcome to the Wiccan Haus.
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Rekkus paced in the shallow water. He ran his hand through his hair in a show of frustration. Just as her nerves didn’t think they could take anymore, he said, “Why are you here?”
“Myron told me to come here.”
He stopped pacing glared in the direction of where Myron would be then began to pace again. “Damn her. I spent all day avoiding you and she sends you right to me. You need to leave now.”
“It’s not safe for you here with me. I left you alone last night; if you stay I am not sure I can honor that request a second time.”
“I felt it too,” she blurted out, unable to keep it to herself any longer.
He moved so fast she never saw him actually take a step. All of a sudden she was wrapped in his wet arms, her breast pressed against his chest, making her now damp shirt cling to her body. His eyes searched hers. He must have seen what he was looking for, the desire she felt. Before she could form another thought, his lips were on hers in a feverous need. Demanding she open for him, and no part of her thought for a second to deny him anything. Butterflies churned in her stomach making her shake. She had never felt this; this fire that threatened to engulf her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his wet hair and deepened the kiss. His moan was all she needed to gather the nerve and strength to push him forward. She knew what he wanted. Knew what he most desired, because she wanted it to. She wanted him, all of him, every naked inch, right here, next to this lake not a ten minute walk from the Haus. Anyone could stumble across them and she didn’t care. It almost added to the allure of everything. What she needed it to be.
Something more than she ever knew she needed. He was pushing her past her comfort zone forcing her to accept there was a sexy seductress screaming to be let out.

Interview with Rekkus (from Shifting Hearts)

Thank you for coming to chat with us today. Why do you think Dominique Eastwick choose you to represent her?
I didn’t really have a choice as she is one of the high members of the Syndicate which rules the Para’s.
Yea Paranormals, witches, weres, vamps, fae, non humans.
And one group rules them all?
That’s what they think.
Tell us a little about yourself?
I am head of Security for the Wiccan Haus, as well as the protector of the Rowan Family.
And what?
Could you tell us what the Wiccan Haus is?
Didn’t you do your research before coming to interview me? No? Fine--the Wiccan Haus is a resort and spa for the emotional and physical healing of those in need. We are located off the coast of Maine. Contact Myron if you want more information or research it yourself at http://thewiccanhaus.blogspot.com/ . Is that enough information for you?
I suppose it will have to do. Where do you live?
At the Wiccan Haus. Is this really necessary I have work to do.
Your accent isn’t American and certainly isn’t from Maine. Where are you from originally?
You really mean to go through with this interview don’t you? Fine, I am from Wales. But it’s been a very long time since I lived there.
What do you wish people would know about you?
I wish people didn’t know about me at all.
Okay then, what music do you listen too?
I like Jazz and traditional Irish folk music.
Will we be seeing more of you or are you stepping out of the lime light?
I can only hope to step out of the lime light but I don’t see that happening. I do seem to show up in every book in one form or another.
Where have we seen you before?
Siren's Serenade
If you had seen me before you would not be here now.
What is your perfect evening?
Any evening I spend with Dana. ALONE. Without drama.
Is there anything you wish Dominique Eastwick had kept her mouth shut about?
Are you kidding me? First Hell Yes. Second I’m not a fool to bad mouth Dominique or any member of the Syndicate now am I?
Do you feel you were portrayed fairly?
Yes actually I was. I am exactly like that. I am surprise you didn’t get the hint not to come chat with me.
Tell us about Dana what drew you to her? (interviewers note, he genuinely softened at this point in the interview)
Fate would be the simple answer, that she is my soul mate just as simple. But it’s her fragility that made me love her.
What’s your favorite sports team?
Manchester United. Don’t tell anyone I sneak to the computer in the office and check on the scores.
What’s you biggest turn ons?
Dana, in any state of dress or undress.
What are your biggest turn offs?
Weak Para’s and Trixie’s deep breathing class.
What’s your favorite ice cream flavor, chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry?
I do like a bowl of cream every now and then. I would have to go with strawberry; Sage makes some killer strawberry ice cream on the Island.
What is your biggest fear?
Having anything happen to the Rowan siblings or Dana. They are my family and I protect them with my life. Now if it’s all the same to you I have work to do. Next time interview Cyrus and Sarka I am sure they would LOVE to chat with you.
(Interviewer's side note having approached both Cyrus and Sarka it’s this Interviewers opinion that unless one wants to take their life into their own hands it would be well advised to stay away from those two siblings.)
To learn more about the Wiccan Haus come visit us here http://thewiccanhaus.blogspot.com/