Monday, 24 March 2014

Interview with Michelle A Hansen PLUS Giveaway


We're proud to take part in the blog tour for Michelle A Hansen's BEFORE THEY FIND US. Let's take a minute to get to know Michelle and talk about her book.


Welcome to We Do Write, Michelle. Tell us a bit about yourself. How long have you been writing?

My first award-winning book was Arrowhead Wins a Gold Medal, which I wrote in second grade. My mom illustrated it. You would think this exciting start would mean I’d set my sights on being an author, but I guess I thought being an author was like saying you wanted to be a rock star—not a viable career path. After sixth grade, I didn’t do any creative writing until my last semester of college. I took “Writing the Young Adult Novel” from author Louise Plummer, and while I loved it, the next semester I left campus to student teach. Six years later, I picked up the manuscript again, and I’ve been writing ever since.

       


Tell us about BEFORE THEY FIND US. What’s the story about?

When a bomb goes off in his locker, Rebecca Hale’s best friend Ryan is suspected of terrorism. She vows to clear him before the FBI and the ATF figure out where she’s hiding him, but when Rebecca realizes the bombing is tied to a crime she witnessed six years ago, uncovering the truth may mean losing her best friend and her heart along with him.


How did the idea of the story come to you?

It all started with an attic door. We were living in Green River, Wyoming, and our apartment had an attic door over the hallway. Around the same time, I read an article about a man in Japan who found out a someone was living in his apartment without his knowledge. He noticed food missing, but nothing was out of place, so he installed hidden cameras and found this person sneaking out of the attic while he was at work.


In the beginning, that was the story I planned. A mysterious person hiding in Rebecca’s home, and when she finally discovers him, he’s not a stranger but her best friend, who is wanted by the cops. However, there wasn’t enough plot to carry it, and eventually the characters took over and we ended up with a completely different story.


Do you have a critique group/partner or beta readers, or do you self-edit?

I work-shopped this novel as part of my MFA program. I also have a group of beta readers that I send my novels to, usually right before publication. This novel also went to two professional editors, one for development and one for copyedits.
Are you a plotter or a pantser?

I’m an outliner, which I think is a good combination of the two. I don’t always follow my outline, but it gives me a framework to build on. Usually, I know the climax and ending of the novel first, and I work backward to build the rest of the plot. I always know where we are going. The end is never a surprise to me. How we get there, is the hard part.


What’s the hardest part of writing for you?

Sometimes writing feels like an act of translation. You’re translating the images and scenes and voices in your head into words. The hardest part is just finding the words to explain what I see and hear in my head. I’ve learned to write it ugly and worry about the words later. The most important thing is the get the scene onto the page.


Every writer has blind-spots, too. Some are great at description, but struggle with dialogue. Others are great at dialogue but struggle with blocking in a scene. My struggles are setting and interior monologue. I have to consciously go back and insert setting details and interior monologue. Those things are never there the first time around.


What do you absolutely have to have nearby when writing? Pepsi & earplugs
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What are you reading right now?


I just finished In the Shadow of Blackbirds by Cat Winters. It is a paranormal romance/murder mystery set in the middle of the 1918 Spanish Influenza outbreak. I. Loved. It. Stayed up all night to finish it.

If you could have any super power, what would it be?


I would be a mind-reader, like Edward Cullen. Although, teleporting would be cool, too. You have no idea how much time I spend in my car!


What's the weirdest thing you've googled?

Besides, “how to build a bomb”? I do worry about my google searches. I have researched everything from terrorism to FBI procedure to statutory rape laws by state. I actually didn’t google “how to build a bomb.” My dad is a former cop and former criminal justice professor. I called him and said, “Tell me how to build a bomb.” Good man that he is, he said, “What kind of bomb would you like to build?”


Quick writing test! Use the following words in a sentence: search party, interrupted, and kangaroo.

KSLK was the first to break the story that the search party was interrupted by a kangaroo, who had the missing child safely stowed in her pouch.


Finish this sentence: If I'm not writing, I'm probably

... making something. I do crafts, make soap, makeup, whatever. I’m a totally DIY junky. I won’t buy it if I can make it myself.


Here’s the part where you thank the people who are supporting you. Let's hear your shout outs.

You know, the acknowledgements are the scariest thing to write in a book. I know I will leave someone out.


The most important shout-outs go to my husband and kids, who allow me to ignore them for hours on end, and my mom, who reads and edits everything. My dad is a gold-mine of knowledge in law and crime.


I also owe a great deal to the talented writers at the Northwest Institute of Literary Arts, who challenge me every day to be a better writer.


All of Jordan’s computer knowledge came from the brilliant Dean Christensen, who is a former student of mine. Dean also built my website and is the go-to man for all things tech. My friend Ashley Yorgesen has taken hundreds of photographs to help me with research and promotion.


I could not be an author without these people. I am so grateful!


And finally, where can people find you and your books online?


Before They Find Us is available from any major book outlet online. It is also available on Kindle, Smashwords, Kobo, iBooks, the Sony bookstore—pretty much everywhere.
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Saturday, 22 March 2014

My Writing Process Blog Tour

Today I’m taking part in the MY WRITING PROCESS blog tour. I was invited by Kat Ross whom you can find at http://katrossbooks.com. Thanks, Kat!

The MY WRITING PROCESS blog tour introduces new authors and bloggers in a sort of pay it forward venue. I have four writerly questions to answer, and then I have three authors/bloggers to introduce. Those tagged will join the tour, posting their answers about a week later.


So first, the questions:


What am I working on?

I’m about to enter the last revision stage of my upcoming book, MY TETHERED SOUL, which is due for release on June 10th from Month9Books. I just had a cover reveal yesterday, and I’ll be signing copies of the book at BEA in New York in May. I'm also writing another book.

How does my work differ from others in its genre?

There are other books involving reapers, but my book has mythical beings called Vila, which are half faery and half witch. I can’t recall another book with this mix of supernatural creatures. Maybe there are, but I do not know of them.

Why do I write what I do?

I love magic in stories. I think it makes stories much more interesting. And I love creating magical worlds and people and telling their tales. And YA simply rocks!

How does my writing process work?

First comes the idea, that little seed that slowly forms into a sapling in my head. Once the idea is solid, I like to figure out where the story would go. Yes, I’m a plotter. For my latest WIP, I wrote notes to myself on my phone for bits and pieces I needed to remember for the story. My next step is outlining, which sometimes includes index cards. From my short outline points on the index cards, I start typing. That’s when the pantser in me comes out, usually because the characters try to usurp my plotting. When I have a few good chapters fleshed out, I start sending them to my crit partner and beta reader.


And now it’s time for me to tag the next three victims … er, participants. Look for their posts in the upcoming week or so where they’ll spill all their writerly secrets.

Elizabeth Holloway

Elizabeth Holloway is a maternity nurse living in Southern Pennsylvania with her two teen children and their pets, Bam-bam the dog and Tinkerbell the cat. In addition to nursing and writing, she’s also an avid reader, an artist, a karaoke singer, a music lover, and a kick-ass Pictionary player. Her debut YA novel, CALL ME GRIM, will be released from Month9Books in Fall 2014.

DelSheree Gladden

DelSheree Gladden lives with her husband and two children in New Mexico. DelSheree has several bestselling young adult urban fantasy series and will be releasing her first contemporary romance this year.

Ioana Visan

Award-winning writer Ioana Visan has always dreamed about reaching the stars, but since she can't, she writes about it. After fighting the apocalypse aftermath in "Human Instincts", she played with shapeshifters in “Blue Moon Café Series: Where Shifters Meet for Drinks”, and then she dealt with vampires in “The Impaler Legacy” series, before tackling longer works like a fantasy trilogy and a science fiction series. She was awarded the Encouragement Award by The European Science Fiction Society at Eurocon 2013.


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Friday, 21 March 2014

Cover Reveal: My Tethered Soul, by Dorothy Dreyer

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I am exceedingly pleased to present to you the brand new cover for my blog partner Dorothy Dreyer's latest book in the Reaper's Rite Series, MY TETHERED SOUL! I've already read this book (you should be jealous) and it's a truly fabulous read!

Welcome to the Cover Reveal for

My Tethered Soul (Reaper's Rite #2) by Dorothy Dreyer

presented by Month9Books!


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It's been months since Zadie fought her sister's Reaper, and with her seventeenth birthday approaching her mentor's magical protection is about to run out. 
When dark forces lure her into the night, and manipulate her into doing unspeakable acts, she must use her powers to break free from the Reaper, or surrender to his rite, which can only lead to death.

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My Tethered Soul (Reaper's Rite #2)
by Dorothy Dreyer
Publication Date: June 2014
Publisher: Month9Books


Not only is there a sparkly new cover to drool over for My Tethered Soul, but My Sister's Reaper also got a revamp. Check it out:


So excited for you, Dorothy!

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Dorothy Dreyer


Dorothy Dreyer has always believed in magic. She loves reading, writing, movies, and spending time with her family and friends. Half-American and half-Filipino, Dorothy lives in Germany with her husband and two children.


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Thursday, 20 March 2014

Book Excerpt: The Girl They Sold to the Moon, by Chris Stevenson

Hey there, hi there, ho there! It's March 20th! Do you know what that means? It means this is the LAST DAY OF WINTER!!!!


So, let's celebrate with a book excerpt, shall we?



It’s bad enough when her father pawns her to Family Trade and Loan for a huge cash advance. But when the Tilly Breedlove is forced to headline an act as an exotic dancer for filthy, but filthy rich ore miners at Tranquility Harbor, she feels like stepping out of an airlock and sucking vacuum. Then there’s the jealous superstar who wants to sabotage her on stage, and the pink slips for breaking the fraternization rules. It all pales in comparison to a catastrophe that leaves her surrounded by death and a massive cover-up, making her wish she would have never boarded that shuttle to end up 240,000 miles from home.


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EXCERPT

“I’m Reginald Breedlove.  I’m here to pawn my daughter.”
           
I’m here to pawn my daughter.  Tilly Breedlove knew they had another word for it—they called them “kickouts”, people who were sold to the establishment to cover debts. She and her girlfriends used to laugh at the K-Span commercial on late night Holoview.  She wasn’t laughing now.  She’d never seen so many kids gathered in one spot, except at a school assembly.

The first floor of the auditorium-sized building had at least twenty standing lines and a waiting area filled to capacity. This building area was reserved for the Sunflowers, teenagers who ranged in age from 13 to 19 years-old. At 17, Till fit right in.  Sure, there were sniffles and tearful goodbyes, with an occasional knock-down-drag-out, but the worst scenes were reserved for the six to twelve-year-old kids, the next wing over.

Those kids were on the Daffodil Plan, commonly called Daffys, and their screams pierced through the air conditioning vents. She’d seen the entrance door for the Daffys on the outside of the building, next to the Sunflower entrance, which was her admission portal. The Daffys were hardly equipped to handle the emotions of severing bonds with their parents, and Tilly couldn’t even begin to understand what kind of jobs assignments those kids would have in order to work off a debt for their parents.

“Pawn is a term reserved for the intercity establishments, Mr. Breedlove, most notably found in the vicinity of Forty-Second Street, “ said the check-in receptionist, who didn’t crack a smile when in a husky contralto, she added, “You cede, or relinquish custodianship of your ward here at Family Trade and Loan, for a specific time period.  Do you have your identification wafer and DNA cube, sir?  I don’t want your hard-card identification.”
           
Reginald unsnapped the lid on his wrist-held Omnicomp and handed a small wafer diskette and cube to the woman.  “Pawn, sell, loan, trade, it’s all the same,” he said.  “I’ve already been through the psychogram and background check.  So I’d appreciate it all to h*** if I was not held up any longer.”
           
The receptionist, whose name tag read Aurora slipped the wafer and cube into a console and adjusted her monitor.  “Bear with me while I double-check the contract-application.”
           
“Mother Mary on a wagon wheel,” muttered Reginald.  “It’s taken me three hours to get to this counter.  I’ve got varicose veins as thick as rope, ready to burst from standing in this line.”
           
Tilly chanced a look around and saw a few eye rolls, mixed with a few sympathetic smiles from the other kids. This place was drama central. Her father wasn’t helping any with his over-the-top exaggeration. The man had always been brutally impatient.
           
Aurora remained calm, steadfast.  “I’ve already had microsurgery for such an affliction, sir, so you are not alone…and…I think we have a winner.”  She pulled down a headset magnifier and grimaced.  “There seems to be one discrepancy here…I cannot make out the residence location.  Is it Sealand Condominiums or the Sealand Community Housing Authority?”
           
Reginald raised his voice above the din. “Neither of the above.  I’m housed at the Pier J Settlement on Long Island. I live in a converted Sealand transport container.”
         
 Her eyebrows shot up.  “Oh, my mistake. You mean the projects.”
           
“Used to call ‘em steel deals without the wheels,” boomed someone behind Tilly.  “They became low-income housing for the financially impaired in 2019 during Palin’s administration.”
           
Tilly heard a few gasps and guffaws behind her.  Way to f***ing go, Dad, another cringe-worthy statement. If she could find a crack in the floor, she’d cram her shamed self inside it.  She could feel the stares burning holes in the back of her head. But she had vowed from the start she would get through this and hold her temper.
           
“And you must be Tilly Breedlove,” said Aurora, locking eyes with her.  “What a bright-looking, attractive young lady!  May I have your identification wafer and DNA cube?”
           
And you must be Aurora Borealis, as in Bore-me-Alice, with your smile ready to bust collagen bags in your face, and your head stuck firmly up your liposuctioned a**. Tilly bit her lip and handed the items over. “Thank you very much, Miss Aurora.  I’m looking forward to a pleasant stay at my Eff-TALC assignment.”  She implied a bit more meaning in the company acronym than intended.  The whole place could eff-off as far as she was concerned.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Chris Stevenson , originally born and raised on the beaches of southern California, moved to Sylvania, Alabama in 2009 and settled in with his twin sister. His occupations have included newspaper reporter, front-line mechanic and federal police officer. He has been writing off and on for 36 years, having officially published books beginning in 1988. Today he writes science fiction, fantasy, paranormal romance, young adult, adult thrillers and horror. He has a total of nine titles appearing on Amazon. He was a finalist in the L. Ron. Hubbard Writers of the Future contest, and just recently took first place grand prize in a YA novel writing contest for The Girl They Sold to the Moon. He writes the popular blog, Guerrilla Warfare for Writers (special weapons and tactics), hoping to inform and educate writers all over the world about the high points and pitfalls of publishing.


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Wednesday, 19 March 2014

Review: The Shadow Soul by Kaitlyn Davis

Once in a while I get foundered on fantasy. One too many monstrous hoards of skeletons have been fought off by a beautiful virgin and her talking horse aided by her rag tag band of outcasts and misfit friends. I'm sure we've all been there. I admit it, I've been overdosing on fantasy. A lot. So when The Shadow Soul opened with dragon wings shadowing the landscape below with altogether human descriptors, I was pretty sure I'd reached my limit.
I was wrong. I was so so so so so wrong.
The Shadow Soul was positively transportive, left me feeling refreshed, and renewed my faith in symbolism, imagery, and the importance of world building and cultural preservation.
If you want to be drawn in quickly and immediately feel a heart bond with a girl whose life is entirely unlike yours, read this. If you want to follow the
story of a young man you'll want to love and throttle at the same time, read this. If you want to set out on a journey, read this.
I am usually a sprint reader. I sit down and devour a book cover to cover as quickly as possible, but this, I enjoyed in tiny little bits and pieces, savoring the word choice, enjoying Davis' prose, drawing it out like a dessert.
Blending elements of espionage, high adventure, magic, and of course, the unending war between good and evil, not just in the spirit war, but also in the realm of men, The Shadow Soul reminds me in many ways of Game of Thrones, but is very much rooted in it's own world and tells it's own story.
Thank you, Kaitlyn Davis. Thank You. I intend to enjoy the rest of this series.


You can read more reviews of The Shadow Soul on Goodreads, or purchase a copy through Amazon.



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Tuesday, 18 March 2014

Review: Awakened: The Legends of Elyndia, by Kriston Johnson

Awakened: The Legends of Elyndia, is the story of Jade, a girl who was just trying to make it through high school without anyone causing trouble or sending her back to a shrink over the otherwise not too horribly-unusual detail that she kinda sorta sees demons starts out with an average day of drama filled school and goes down hill rapidly when her makeshift family is attacked in an abduction attempt and Jade is pulled into another realm by her would be assassin. From there, it doesn't really let up until the end.

Awakened surprised me. Just when I would start to decide that it was altogether becoming predictable, Johnson would throw a curve ball that I didn't see coming, and I admit, I liked that. Well, usually. Most of the time even. All but one. You can make up your own mind, but I sort of wanted to slap someone for acting without thinking just that once.
If you're reading this, you like fantasy, so it's not really a spoiler to say, "when dealing with faeries, choose your words wisely."

Yes, faeries. Faeries, demons, elves, elementals, angels, and all the beings of myth and high fantasy that you've learned to love over the years enmeshed in a struggle to save a world within a world from the vile tyrant Draven who would use Jade's latent powers to unleash all of the demons into the world in order to regain something once lost.

All in all, I liked the characters, and the world seems interesting, though Johnson left me with a lot of questions about Elyndia that I'm hoping she answers in the second installment in her series. I also hope to see more character development on the part of Jade and to learn more about the rakish Elemental who betrayed her.

Enjoy.

Check out more reviews on Goodreads. Awakened: The Legends of Elyndia is also available on Amazon and from Barnes & Noble. 

I received a copy in exchange for my review.
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Monday, 17 March 2014

Book Blitz: Falling from the Sky by Nikki Godwin @NikGodwin


Today we're taking part in the FALLING FROM THE SKY book blitz. Take a look at this young adult novel from Nikki Godwin, read an excerpt from the book, and enter the giveaway!

Falling From The Sky
Release Date: 02/21/14

Summary from Goodreads:
All stability in sixteen-year-old Ridge McCoy's life crashed and
burned in the plane crash that killed his dad. This summer-long basketball camp
is his chance to improve his skills and escape his problems back home. But his
summer plans take a turn in an unexpected direction when he meets Micah
Youngblood, the guy who runs the carousel at the local mall and has a
reputation for devouring straight boys' heterosexuality for breakfast,
alongside his chocolate chip pancakes.



Ridge needs a way to avoid the guys at camp, whose only quest for the summer is
to drown in beer and hook up with girls. So when Micah offers to explain how
the ten unique horses on the carousel are significant to his tribe, Ridge takes
him up on it. Still, Ridge can't decide if this is a bad thing or not. All he
knows is that he hasn't felt this alive since his dad fell from the sky, and as
the horse adventures come to an end, Ridge finds himself falling as well – for
Micah.


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About the Author
Nikki Godwin is a Young Adult author from the southern USA. She is a city girl who can't live without Mountain Dew, black eyeliner, Hawthorne Heights, and candles from Bath & Body Works. When not writing, she's not-so-secretly internet-stalking her favorite bands. She is slightly obsessed with rock stars and surfers. She no longer hides her love for One Direction.
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He reaches an arm out from under the towel and grasps my forearm. He pulls me closer to him,

and everything in my brain says to fight him off, but my body screams out for him to just hold

me close to him and not let me go. His other hand brushes over my bare shoulder, and I glance

toward the sky to avoid eye contact with him. I see the towel fall from his shoulder out of the

corner of my eye, and I know he’s inches away from pulling his bare chest against mine.

In this second of almost touching, I realize that falling for Micah – or any guy for that matter –

will be a thousand times worse than falling from the sky. I have a girlfriend, and never in my life

have I been attracted to a guy. At least not before now. No one has ever gotten to me like Micah

does. His hands run along my arms, and I take the chicken way out.

“Will you jump with me?” I spit the words out quicker than I process them in my head.

Micah pulls back and inhales deeply. He’s not smiling with excitement or dragging me to the top

of the bridge. He just stares at me with those sad puppy dog eyes filled with disappointment. He

almost had me, and he knows it. That’s the point of a toxic green elephant – everyone sees it, but

no one talks about it. However, he’s not talking at all, and the hurt in his eyes actually hurts me

in return.

I look back to the bridge so if those brown eyes of his start pouring, I won’t see the raindrops.

His hands leave my arms, and he steps beside me. He’s in my peripherals, but I don’t dare turn

my head. It looks like he’s staring at the bridge, which means he’s either debating jumping with

me or he’s refusing to look at me for the same reasons I won’t look at him.

“You sure you’re brave enough?” he asks.

I nod, even if he isn’t looking. “Yeah. As long as I don’t have to jump alone,” I say.

“If you jump, I jump,” he replies.

I really wish this hadn’t made me laugh. “Did you like Titanic?”

He laughs too, and I feel a world better. “I admit, I did…except for when Jack died. I mean, I get

that it kind of made the movie, but I prefer happy endings.”

Hopefully this falling from the sky experience will have a happy ending for me, as in not

smashing my head against a rock or drowning or being eaten by an alligator. Now is a good time

to let my “what if” scenarios play out, and it’s an even better time to talk myself out of this.

I look over at Micah to suggest my many wild reasons on why I shouldn’t jump, but he’s

smiling. Damn it. Why does he have to smile and actually want to jump off a bridge?

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