tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20442194468491709892024-03-05T14:27:15.736-08:00Everything Mythology and AmaranthineBookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044219446849170989.post-37023277990782550962013-06-20T00:33:00.000-07:002013-06-20T20:42:28.855-07:00Sweet Oblivion and Sweet Escape <div style="text-align: left;"><strong>We were given the great honor of being able to share with all of you the awesome new cover for Sweet Oblivion and the never before seen cover of book 2 Sweet Escape.</strong></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BUNtQVhQz1RZfBkAwzKYCUe54XD0YnqvBlPUHVX8ki6X0b4kUOSLp6oDV87xfP0_Y8fQQ0oLNKQa8-RgehH8GJPzt457VTMR5zoGw7Rs8JQ4sit-eDMRzU7HMP817k8A7Og_Tha_QbXx/s1600/SO&SE-Cover-Reveal-Banner.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="172" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BUNtQVhQz1RZfBkAwzKYCUe54XD0YnqvBlPUHVX8ki6X0b4kUOSLp6oDV87xfP0_Y8fQQ0oLNKQa8-RgehH8GJPzt457VTMR5zoGw7Rs8JQ4sit-eDMRzU7HMP817k8A7Og_Tha_QbXx/s400/SO&SE-Cover-Reveal-Banner.png" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">-About the Authors-</span></b></div><div style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Bailey Ardisone is a collaboration between two sisters who were born and raised outside of Chicago, Illinois. They combined their creative forces to write the first book in their series, called Sweet Oblivion. Though the name Bailey Ardisone applies to both of them, for the sake of answering questions they will each take on one of the names to make things easier.</span></b><br />
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</div><strong><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Arial;">The older sister of the two in Bailey Ardisone, has always loved getting lost in books, movies, music, and art. Fantasy is her favorite genre. She gets her love of words from their grandmother who together used to write poems, short stories and even greeting cards. Her biggest goal would be to travel and explore the world. She loves going to the beach, enjoys football sundays, and spending time with friends and family.</span></strong><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Times; text-align: center;"><div style="font-size: medium;"><i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When two worlds collide, nightmares become reality. And some secrets...are best kept in Oblivion.<br />
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</span>Have you ever wanted to forget? Nariella Woodlinn has. Many times. Especially when her already frustrating life gets turned upside down by a mysterious boy who randomly shows up in her small town. And she can’t seem to understand anything about him, despite how much she tries.</div><div style="font-size: medium;">Nari hates everything about her life, except for her best friend Rydan, but now that they’ve been separated during their senior year of high school, she has to learn to make new friends without him. When strange, unexplainable phenomena start becoming an every day part of her life, Nari struggles to come to grips with reality. And with love.</div><div style="font-size: medium;">~</div><div style="font-size: medium;">Naminé has responsibilities. Duties. It is her obligation to fulfill all that is asked of her by their King. But when a glimmer of hope is introduced to her by a prisoner she tends to, it means life or death for her and her people. She does all that she can to turn that hope into reality, and finally end the vicious war that has been ensuing since she was born. Even if that means keeping it secret from her King. Even if it means carrying out the biggest betrayal against the King ever seen during her time.</div><div style="font-size: medium;"></div><div style="font-size: medium;">She has hope. She will fulfill her duty. She will not let her people down.</div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I suddenly felt anxious, excited even, at the prospect of laying eyes on Mycah again. On being enveloped in his woodsy scent. The way my soul felt complete and whole again only his presence alone could accomplish. ...Were we really just friends?<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And then there he was.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As I took the last stair, his eyes found mine from the "Greeting Room" he quietly sat in, drinking from an antique teacup.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He watched me carefully as he slowly put the cup to his alluring lips and took a sip. My heart danced wildly in my chest with every step I took, drawing closer and closer.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I waved at him, not able to speak just yet.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Morning, beautiful,” he whispered. His English accent made the words sound musical. Or maybe it was his silky voice that did it. Or it could have been the combination of the two, I really didn’t know. Either way, my stomach did a flip.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And then I thought, it must have been the way he was looking at me, not even trying to hide the desire that flooded his aqua eyes as soon as they locked onto mine.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The sun played with his eyes, bringing out the unique colors and making them more vivid. Even though he was lit up by the streaming sun that shone brightly through the large bay window, he never looked more dangerous.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And he never looked more sexy.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, that could be debatable.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I mean, if you wanted to count the time he was dripping wet and practically naked, well then, one really couldn’t say.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But this moment was definitely a top contender for first place.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He stood up, keeping perfect posture and foreign demeanor exquisitely intact, and came over to me.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“You alright?” he asked, lips pulling up in a side smile. I nodded, half hating the spell he always put me under, half totally loving it.<u></u><u></u></span></div><div style="font-size: medium;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; text-align: center;">Life will never be the same for Nariella Woodlinn. Just when she thought she had it all figured out, her world comes crumbling down around her - yet again. She has no idea who she is. She has no idea where she came from.</div><div style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; text-align: center;">She once thought her biggest problems were ones brought on by the mysterious man she had refused to fall in love with...Mycah. But she quickly discovers none of that compares to what she is about to encounter next.</div><div style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; text-align: center;">This time, it isn't because of who Mycah is.</div><div style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>This time</i>, it's because of who <i>she</i> is.</span></div><div style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">~</span></div><div style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Naminé risked everything to save her people. Her goal was to bring their only hope back to their Kingdom. As the war rages on, Naminé gets thrown right into the lion's den - the false King's chambers. Forced to do his bidding, can she prevent the downfall of the only hope she worked so hard to bring home?</span></div><div style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I laid mesmerized from the position on my back, staring up at the cloudless sky. It was as blue as a Robin’s egg. If not more blue. The sun shown extremely bright, but the rays did not scorch my skin. The air was comfortable. Very comfortable. It was the perfect temperature. Warm, without being too warm, and no humidity.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I did not move.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was afraid to move in case this was all just a dream, and any slight stir would make it vanish, throwing me back into tormented reality. It must be a dream, right? Clearly, I had busted my head against the tree trunk and knocked myself out...And I was only imagining this while Zaylie, I was sure, was worried and trying to wake me up.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Right?</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I could feel the grass beneath me. Soft, lush, exquisite. As if I laid against the perfect bed made just for me. I was Goldilocks and it was <i>just right</i>.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A colorful bird soared above me. But as it descended closer, obscuring my view of the sky, I realized it was not actually a bird at all. It was the strangest butterfly I had ever seen. Its wings were a rainbow of colors - and it was huge. Bird-like huge.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But I didn’t feel frightened or grossed out like I usually did by insects. This was different. It felt different here. The butterfly flapped its wings so gently and effortlessly. I numbly reached up while it landed weightlessly on my fingers.</span></div><br />
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Micah is up in the very first round of voting - click here to go vote for him - and I've even included the post that is being shared over there. BUT - and they can't share it there, IF our boy makes it to the next round there is a giveaway! He has graciously offered to sign some swag and give a winner $10 to either Barnes & Noble or Amazon. All you have to do? Share the word about the tourney! (The giveaway is international!) We only have 24 hours to get as many votes as we can - so share share share! The Rafflecopter is at the bottom of the post - pre-made tweets and links making it easy peasy for you.<br />
<h2 style="text-align: center;">And now ... <strong>THE POST!</strong></h2>There it is. At last. The rumble of a motorcycle out front. My heart stops for a few beats. I feel like I’ve been waiting forever for this moment – the moment when I finally get to meet the love of my life, the star of my dreams, my fictional fantasy come to life.<br />
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</div><blockquote>“It’s Micah, and he’s on a black classic Triumph. His golden hair is windblown and tangled. He looks glorious in the sunlight…And I know that his smile is meant for me.”</blockquote>Micah Condie is 6’2” of blonde hair, blue-eyed sexiness. A devoted brother, loyal friend and loving boyfriend, he has the biggest heart of any YA crush I’ve ever read. He isn’t afraid of his feelings, and he will do whatever it takes to protect the people he cares for. The only thing <b>not</b> perfect about him is that he isn’t real, and I can’t tackle hug him and swoon over him in person!<br />
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But there is more to Micah than heart and looks. You see, Micah is a demon – as in literal, fire-and-brimstone, demon from hell. To survive, he must take souls, and if he doesn’t, he will die. It’s a horrible choice, and it would be so easy for Micah to just give up and be the monster everyone claims he is.<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://littlereadridinghood.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/image.jpeg"><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-2862" alt="image" src="http://littlereadridinghood.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/image.jpeg" width="350" height="350" /></a></div><blockquote>“You can’t reduce me down to that, like I’m some sort of wild animal that only acts on instinct. I made a decision to be with Hope. And she made the same decision to be with me.”</blockquote>Micah doesn’t believe in taking the easy way out. He refuses to accept that he is somehow “destined” to be a bad guy because he was unlucky enough to be born a demon. So instead, he fights. Every day he wages a war with the darkness, battling his own nature for the right to create his own destiny and be with the girl he loves.<br />
<blockquote><div style="text-align: center;">“I’ll choose you. I’ll always choose you.”</div></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://littlereadridinghood.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/wickedimage1.jpg"><img class=" wp-image-2877 " alt="" src="http://littlereadridinghood.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/wickedimage1.jpg" width="400" height="599" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(c) 2013 Helen Boswell. Design by Allie B Designs, original images by Shannon Eberhard/James Stamos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Micah is the ultimate good bad boy. Yes, he has blackness inside of him, but he won’t yield to it, no matter what. And isn’t that what we all do? We all have our dark sides, and we all strive to be the best person we can be. Micah reminds me of that, and when he wins the fight, it’s like I’m winning too. That’s why I choose him as my YA Crush. Because he is the most real, the most human. Demon darkness and all.<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Exclusive excerpt from <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17189940-mythology?ac=1" target="_blank"><strong>MYTHOLOGY: THE WICKED</strong></a>. Coming September, 2013.</div><div style="text-align: center;">© 2013 Helen Boswell. Used with permission.</div><div></div><i>“I’m fine,” she says, a small smile playing on her face. </i><i><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><i>"Convince me,” I say.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>She slides her hands up my chest, around my neck. Her eyes<br />
don’t leave mine, the uncertainty of the moment gone for both of us.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>We step toward each other at the same time, my arms drawing<br />
her even closer at the moment our lips meet. Her mouth opens, lips meld with<br />
mine in total perfection, and I take in her breath as my own. I run my hands<br />
down to the small of her back, and she knots her fingers in my hair and curves<br />
into me. The slight movement of her body pressing against me stirs up an<br />
entirely different sort of hunger.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>Nothing matters except for her.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>Nothing.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>A small sound escapes from her throat, and my need ignites<br />
like flames against all of the darkness.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>Way too soon, the bell rings, totally killing the moment.<br />
Doors burst open, and the hallway overflows with people and commotion.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>“There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” a<br />
voice says.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>I groan and press my forehead to Hope’s for just a second<br />
before breaking away from her.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>“Hey, Sylvia,” she says brightly, linking her fingers with<br />
mine. She squeezes my hand before letting go and turns her face up to mine. “See<br />
you later.”</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>Her cheeks are flushed, her lips parted. I let out my breath<br />
slowly.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>“See ya.”</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>I drag a hand over my face as I watch her leave, the urge to<br />
chase her growing exponentially with each step she takes away from me. It’s not<br />
just some stupid possessive needy thing. I know she’s mine as much as she knows<br />
I’m hers.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>But the second she disappears around the corner, the feeling<br />
resurfaces. The one that will always stick with me. The one when I thought she<br />
was leaving me for good, right after she saved my life last semester. That<br />
moment when I was full of regret that I let her down.</i></div>Ok folks - now that you have read that you know you want Micah to win right?! So go vote here and help spread the word. The rafflecopter makes it easy to share links and such. Remember - a winner will only be chosen if he makes it to the next round! AND IT'S INTERNATIONAL. Go go go!<br />
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THE WICKED to </span><span lang="EN-US"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17189940-mythology"><span style="font-family: Palatino;"><span style="color: blue;">Goodreads</span></span></a></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Palatino;"> today! <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<br /> <br /><br /><br />About Dawn :<br /> I drink too much, Swear too much, and Read too much. I don't have a filter, and I tend to speak before I think.<br /> I live in Alberta Canada.<br /> I have an amazing pain in the ass husband, and two little girls.<br /> I have a huge love of reading. I've been a beta reader, and helped a few authors edit. On top of those things, because I don't plan to give them up, I figured it was time to take the leap and write a book. <br /> It wouldn't be possible without my girl Chantal!!! <br /><br /> <br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4DWZtCZJiyDqYFxsZRcybSLCckX3HS7tp62yTE9_wHTK8cC_257m5ZAMGbXq55PWnIpf5LbQW_lcwCaOQUWw6-vkmmeruc1lfbvD67F9fB_64friy87hRJAqgsgwGCazlWBDvMxtBwmdw/s1600/facebook_-259646442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4DWZtCZJiyDqYFxsZRcybSLCckX3HS7tp62yTE9_wHTK8cC_257m5ZAMGbXq55PWnIpf5LbQW_lcwCaOQUWw6-vkmmeruc1lfbvD67F9fB_64friy87hRJAqgsgwGCazlWBDvMxtBwmdw/s320/facebook_-259646442.jpg" width="212" /></a><br />About Chantal :<br /> I read.. a lot. Everyday. And I love it :) I'm 26 and married with three amazing boys. They are my whole world. I go to Uni part time, but I'm already qualified in a few other random things, my favorite being beauty therapy and makeup. <br /><br /> <br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Goodreads link: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17829764-chase?ac=1">https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17829764-chase?ac=1</a> <br /><br />Chantal's author page: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7056719.Chantal_Fernando">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7056719.Chantal_Fernando</a> <br /><br />Dawn's author page: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7056720.Dawn_Martens">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7056720.Dawn_Martens</a> <br /><br />Facebook: <br /><br /> <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Chantal-Fernando-and-Dawn-Martens/610138822348690">https://www.facebook.com/pages/Chantal-Fernando-and-Dawn-Martens/610138822348690</a> <br /><br />Dawn's Twitter: <br /><br /> <a href="https://www.twitter.com/Dawn_Martens">https://www.twitter.com/Dawn_Martens</a></span><br />BookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044219446849170989.post-57150901490466657352013-05-08T06:00:00.000-07:002013-05-08T06:00:03.125-07:00Sweet Oblivion By Bailey Ardisone + Deleted Scene!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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sweet adjective ˈswēt a : pleasing to the mind or feelings<br />
obliv·i·on noun ə-ˈbli-vē-ən, ō-, ä- 1: the fact or condition of forgetting or having forgotten<br />
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Have you ever wanted to forget? Nariella Woodlinn has. Many times. Especially when her already frustrating life gets turned upside down by a mysterious boy who randomly shows up in her small town and she can’t seem to understand anything about him, despite how much she tries.<br />
Nari hates everything about her life except for her best friend Rydan, but now that they’ve been separated during their senior year of high school, she has to learn to make new friends without him. When strange unexplainable phenomena start becoming an every day part of her life, Nari struggles to come to grips with reality. And with love.<br />
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Naminé has responsibilities. Duties. It is her obligation to fulfill all that is asked of her by their King. But when a glimmer of hope is introduced to her by a prisoner she tends to and it means life or death for her and her people, she does all that she can to turn that hope into reality and finally end the vicious war that has been ensuing since she was born. Even if that means keeping it secret from her King. Even if it means carrying out the biggest betrayal against the King ever seen during her time.<br />
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The day after I lost Teddy, I had been crying on my bed, thinking only of one thing: how could he have taken Teddy? My only friend. I felt lost, alone. I cried thinking that I had failed my best friend because I couldn’t save him. It was my duty to protect him and I had failed. The thought made me miserable.<br />
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I had been crying so hard I felt parched and it was hard to swallow. I tried to dry my face and make it look like I hadn’t been crying. I opened my bedroom door and snuck out in the hall. I bravely started out toward the kitchen to get a drink of water.<br />
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I barely made it halfway down the hallway when I was struck with pain. I stifled a gasp and held my hand over my mouth. I looked down at my bare feet and saw the blood running over my toes. I looked more closely and realized I had stepped on a piece of glass. Glass from the bottle that had been thrown against the wall in the hallway the day he took Teddy.<br />
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I tried not to make a sound as I tiptoed slowly to the bathroom. I kept my hand over my mouth so that I didn’t make a sound with my mouth, desperate to hold back tears, but it was so painful.<br />
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“Stop crying like a baby,” he ordered, then shook his head snickering as if he was enjoying my pain and reveled in seeing me suffer. “If you had cleaned up this mess, you wouldn’t have stepped in glass in the first place, stupid.”<br />
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I made the mistake of lifting my head and meeting his eyes. I instantly saw a look of disgust on his face as he said, “Don’t look at me with those freaky eyes. They’re just as ugly as your name. N a r i e l l a, he slowly grunted with a drunken slur. “What kind of stupid name is that?”<br />
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And that was how it happened. Ever since that day, I was the one that cleaned up after his mess. All of them. I was the one that would sweep the thousands of pieces of glass that had shattered all over the floor. It was now my chore.<br />
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BookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044219446849170989.post-54749861817587118682013-05-01T09:24:00.003-07:002013-05-11T18:11:30.170-07:00Pathogen: Patient Zero by Kai Kiriyama Blog Tour!For our stop on Kai Kiriyama's blog tour, we had the chance to interview her!<br />
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Hi ladies! Thank you for hosting me on the tour! I'm super excited to be here and am truly honoured to be included as a stop on your most awesome blog.<br />
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If I can be honest, it's just as nerve wracking and nervous as it was to be releasing my first book! I'm sitting here feeling like, yes, I've done this already once before but at the same time I'm still sweating bullets and am really afraid that no one is gonna like it. Ha ha. It's like stepping out of your parent's house for the first time or something, the first day of a new school. You dunno if anyone is gonna like you or if you're gonna like anyone. It's exciting and scary all at the same time. I feel like it's the worst kind of stage fright; and I've been performing on stage for almost as long as I've been writing. It's a feeling that I would never EVER trade for anything.<br />
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Why not zombies? I love zombies. Walking Dead is my favourite television show (second maybe only to Doctor Who, and Supernatural) and zombies are kind of a big deal right now. Everyone (well, almost everyone) loves zombies. It's one of those things where you can start a discussion with almost anyone about what they would do if the dead started to rise right now. It's a culture of inclusion, y'know? Everyone has a zombie apocalypse survival scenario, everyone has a zombie plan, and if they don't, usually you can get them to make one up.<br />
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The main character in this book, Zero, is a girl who just wanted to help. She went about her life kind of rebelling against the general money-loving, consumerist way that she was raised by helping others, by not being greedy. It wasn't meant to be a statement on anything either. She's just a good person who ended up getting more then she was expecting. <br />
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That's a really tough question. I've always read books. It's always been my favourite hobby. In grade school, I used to write well above and beyond what the writing assignments were. I would come back with a duotang filled with 20+ handwritten pages of whatever story assignment we were given. It really just seemed like a natural step for me and I started writing with the intention of making it my career at age 13. If I had to narrow it down, I guess Joss Whedon was a major influence, along with almost every writer who has ever crossed my path in book form.<br />
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That really depends. Pathogen: Patient Zero was written mostly in silence. Blaze Tuesday was written to classic music, Irish Punk and heavy metal, along with long periods of silence. I've got a pile of movie soundtracks that I listen to as well. The novel I've been writing during Camp NaNo this year has mostly been written to the band Korpiklaani. It really depends on what kind of mood I'm in and if I can think of anything that will help set the tone.<br />
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Patient Zero can go both ways, since Zero is like 18 or 19 in the story. I typically don't write anything that I would consider YA, however. Blaze Tuesday is definitely not YA, and the novel I'm working on right now is a mature fantasy, although, "mature" might not be the right word to describe it. When I set out to write something, I don't usually consider what kind of audience I'm aiming for. I feel that the story will determine what the audience will be when it's finished.<br />
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I have to say that I do! I have built up the best circle of friends that I have ever had through the power of social media. Through Twitter, I have met so many wonderful authors who are just so supportive and fun to chat with. (You guys included!) I've even spearheaded an open blog community called the Samurai Scribes (<a href="http://samuraiscribes.wordpress.com/">samuraiscribes.wordpress.com</a>) and we all strive to support each other and offer insights and pep talks to other writers and authors working through various stages of publication. I'm always happy to meet other writers and talk with them and make new friends.<br />
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Pathogen: Patient Zero doesn't take place in any specified year. I did it intentionally. I wanted it to feel like this could be happening yesterday, or six months from now, or five years from now. I wanted it to feel current without being too dated. I mean, in 20 years this'll obviously sound like it was written in 2012, but for now, I wanted it to sound like it could be happening anywhere, to anyone right now.<br />
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Uh... I hadn't really thought about about that. Ha ha. Let's just say that I hope to publish all of the stories that are floating around in my brain before I die, and that there are a LOT of stories in my brain. Blaze Tuesday alone has at least 8 books, plus I'm working on television scripts for him. Pathogen has 3 books, the novel I'm writing currently is part one of a trilogy as well. "Lots" seems to be a vague enough answer!<br />
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That's a mighty loaded question! Both of these books are completely different. You can't really compare the two. Patient Zero was very hard to write. I cried, a lot. I broke my own heat and felt really guilty about torturing my characters the way I did. I love the concept and I love the seris that has been born from Zero's suffering, though. I'm very proud of it. Blaze Tuesday is a fun romp through a futuristic city and I get to torture my characters in completely different ways. If I had to choose, I wouldn't write Patient Zero over again, though. So I guess I enjoyed writing Blaze more? <br />
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Thank you again for having me here, it's been awesome to answer your questions. Leave a comment and I'll answer more questions and every comment will enter you guys in a chance to win a prize pack! Thanks again, I really hope that you all enjoy Patient Zero as much as I enjoyed getting it ready for you.<br />
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BookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044219446849170989.post-28427488949969316242013-04-24T07:00:00.000-07:002013-04-24T07:00:13.872-07:00Choices-Sydney Lane Cover Reveal!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">Before she can become the woman she wants to be, <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Quincy</st1:place></st1:city> will make mistakes. And suffer one
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<br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Teaser:</b></span><br /><br />"Things were moving so quickly that I missed the details. I know your body intimately, but I don't know nearly enough about you. I want to know what your dreams are. What is your favorite color? What is your favorite movie? I want to know every detail, no matter how small. When you need someone to talk to, I want to be that guy. I want you to trust me, and I want you to believe."<br /><br />"In what?" I cannot seem to form a coherent sentence. Who is this guy?<br /><br />"In me. In us."<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Sydney Lane Bio: </b></span><br /><br /><br /><br />Sydney Lane lives in Nashville, TN with her husband and children. Growing up in Smalltown, USA, Sydney dreamed of being a writer. After spending an outrageous amount of money to go to college, Sydney finally decided to follow her heart. With her babies in bed and husband neglected, she worked by the light of her laptop and wrote Choices. Sydney is very active in charity work for anti-bullying and depression awareness groups.<br /><br /><br />
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Ari Johnson wishes adjusting to living with her boyfriend was her only source of excitement and anxiety.<br />
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Ari chose to be a Guild Hunter. She wanted to hunt dangerous Jinn and destroy them before they could harm innocent people. But now that Ari is a member of The Guild, she finds herself in the impossible position of hunting her ex-best friend – human-turned-dangerous sorcerer, Charlie Creagh. As Ari struggles to come to terms with her duty, an ancient Jinn and his companion want revenge on her for using the command of the Seal against them; the White King refuses to give up on his quest to resurrect Lilif, and Asmodeus isn’t done toying with her.<br />
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She is a 27 year old Scottish book addict that graduated from the University of Edinburgh in 2009. She studied ancient and medieval history at uni, and it was in her first year there, in the middle of a classical literature lecture, that she first came up with the idea for <i>The Tale of Lunarmort</i>e. She’s been writing since as long as she can remember, and she writes in a number of genres including romance, paranormal, urban fantasy, fantasy, and contemporary.<br />
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For the last two years Ari Johnson's life has been anything but normal, and on her 18th birthday, when her friends surprise her with a gimmick genie claiming to grant wishes, Ari discovers the truth. The tragic and strange occurrences surrounding her 16th birthday were not coincidental and her life is never going to be the same again. Ari's real parents are not normal. They are not loving. They are not human. They are myth. They are Smokeless Fire. They are Jinn.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The White King has crossed the line, sounded the horn, sent out the wolves.<o:p></o:p></div>
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When blood is shed and life is lost the reality of Ari’s position as both hunter and prey finally sets in. It seems her father will stop at nothing to force her will to his own and distracted by Charlie’s latest mistake and her seemingly misguided attraction to Jai, Ari never thought to fear anyone else but the Jinn King.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Blindsided and attacked, Ari learns a new wolf has joined the hunt. A dark sorcerer believes he knows a way to bleed the power of the Seal and wield it as his own, and he is even less patient than The White King. The War for the Seal has only just begun… and it’s time for Ari to turn it on its head. It’s time for Ari to stop acting like the hunted.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">Kisses with a Jinn who refused to do anything but lend them out in moments of weakness. And even her resolve, which seemed to fail her whenever she needed it most.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">But Ari is done borrowing. She finally feels strong enough to make hunting Jinn not just a hobby to get her through her dismal situation, but to make hunting a permanent and necessary career. Her friendship with Charlie might finally make it onto real and steady ground if only she can save him from the trial on Mount Qaf. And her love for Jai could be eternal, if only she could gain control over the darkness of the Seal within her.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">But none of that matters when it isn't up to her……For high in the emerald mountains of Mount Qaf, the Sultan Azazil has been keeping secrets. Even from the Jinn Kings. Secrets that will change everything… and bring Ari to the crashing realization that once again…… she’s borrowed something that will never truly belong to her. Something that is desperate to be unleashed. Something that could destroy them all.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hope Gentry doesn’t believe in Fate. Born with an unusual power to see the dark memories of those around her, Hope just wants to be a normal teenager. But on the first day of her senior year of high school, she finds herself irresistibly drawn to a transfer student named Micah Condie. At first glance, Micah seems like a boy that most girls would dream about. But when Hope's powers allow her to discover Micah's darkest secret, she quickly becomes entangled in the lives of mythical entities she never dreamed existed. Was this her destiny all along? And will her powers help her survive the evil of the Demon Impiorum?</span><br />
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Micah’s waiting for me in my
bedroom. It was an innocent enough invitation to show him my photographs, but I
wonder if my true intentions had been just as innocent. I take an insanely long
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When I
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“These
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I move to
stand next to him. “I know. Mine are in a portfolio.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He looks
at me. “Why in a portfolio? Why not hang your own work?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I think
about it for a second. “Maybe because what I photograph represents what I see
all the time. It’s nice to look at what someone else sees for a change.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He smiles
and reaches for my hand, and I get that melty feeling again when he laces his
fingers through mine. But now he’s looking past me and frowning. I turn my head
and see the stack of books on my desk. The picture of Brian Halverson from the
back of <i>Man and Mythology</i> is face-up
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“Micah,
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He lets
go of my hand and sinks to sit on the edge of my bed. His head rests on his
hands like he has another headache. “He gave me another warning today.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“What?
What did he say to you?” I can feel my anger building.<o:p></o:p></div>
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He raises
his head and reaches out to touch my arm. “Please don’t get upset. He was
different with me this time. He told me that he could see that I care about
you, but that if I do, then I should keep away before you wind up getting hurt.
Maybe you’re right. Maybe he knows what I did to my mom. It’s the only thing I
can think of that makes sense.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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He looks
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I sit
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He seems
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Hope.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I just
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His gaze
is searching, unwavering. He says, “I know.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I don’t
know why the two words have the effect of making me feel so relieved, but they
do. “Okay,” I say smiling. “So maybe to keep the heat off, we should keep a low
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He raises
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“I mean,
don’t act like my boyfriend at school,” I say simply. “Don’t sit next to me in
homeroom. Don’t talk to me if you see me in the hallway. I’ll get rides from
Sylvia. Just so Halverson leaves you alone.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“All
right,” he says after a moment. “And outside of school?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I lean
over and kiss him lightly on the lips. “Outside of school, you can be my
boyfriend all you want.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He smiles
and reaches for me. He puts his hand against my cheek. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“You’re
mine?” Although he says it as a question, his certainty of the answer underlies
the words. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I usually
find it completely and utterly nauseating when other people use possessive
expressions like this. But when Micah says his version of these words to me, I
think I finally understand it. It’s not that he’s saying he wants to be
possessive <i>of</i> me, but that he wants
to be able to count on me. And I’m totally okay with that.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I nod by
way of answer, and my heart skips a beat as I say, “And you’re mine?” I
definitely express it as more of an actual question.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Only
ever yours,” he says, and my heart more than compensates for skipping a beat by
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It’s an interesting
photograph, the one by Draper. It’s of the crowd at a city train station like
the one on Exchange Street. The subjects of the photograph are a man and a
woman on opposite ends of the frame. They’re highlighted, but by being
transformed to black and white while everything else in the photograph is in
true color. There’s almost a tragic feel to it, like they’re forever imprisoned
apart from each other in monochrome.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I take a
step back to look at the photograph from a distance. But the other person in
the gallery must have been standing right behind me, and I crash into him. I
step forward and spin around. <o:p></o:p></div>
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He’s
wearing all black – a black suit with simple, elegant lines, a black dress
shirt, black shoes. He has dark eyes, a dark complexion, jet-black hair. I
wonder if he dyed it to match his suit. <o:p></o:p></div>
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His eyes
are fixed on me. And this is exactly where I stop noticing anything about the
rest of his face because there’s an eerie white fire blazing in his pupils.
I’ve never seen anything like it. I don’t think it’s an aura – auras always
manifest themselves to me as distinct colors, never white. No, not an aura.
Something completely different. I realize that I’m in a sort of trance, waiting
for the visions to come. But they don’t.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I’m
usually pretty good at it, at pretending I’m like everyone else. I hardly ever
let the things I see get to me. Except for right now. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Are you
all right?” <o:p></o:p></div>
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His voice
breaks through to my consciousness. Given the strangeness of his eyes, I guess
I also expected his voice to be different. Resonant or echoing, maybe, but it
isn’t. He blinks and the white evaporates into nothingness, leaving just the
perfect blackness of his pupils. I come back to myself immediately, my trance
broken.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Are you
all right?” He says it in exactly the same tone as before. He doesn’t sound
annoyed, even though annoyance would have been perfectly justified. I’ve just
been standing here staring at him like he just sprouted a third eye. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Yeah,
sorry. I just thought you were someone I knew,” I say, mentally congratulating
myself for the save. Better late than never.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Fiery
Eyes smiles at me, and I notice for the first time that he’s kind of a looker.
He’s not at all my type with the well-dressed vampire thing he’s got going on,
but then again, I don’t consider anyone to be my type. The suit makes me think
he must be in his twenties, but he really doesn’t look that much older than me.
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His eyes,
exactly the shade of hot cocoa, are looking at me curiously. “I would have
remembered if we had met before,” he says. His voice has a certain kind of
charisma to it now, and I pick up the slightest hint of an accent, one that I
can’t quite place. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Do you
want to know the story behind Fate?” he says suddenly. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Huh?” I
immediately wish I hadn’t said anything. I have no idea what he’s talking
about, but that doesn’t mean I have to sound so... <i>inarticulate</i>.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Fate,”
he repeats with an indulgent smile. “The title of the piece you were examining
so closely.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I know
the placard doesn’t show the title for the photograph, but I glance over my
shoulder anyway. Nope, just the name of the artist.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Is it
yours?” I ask.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh, no,”
he says. “But I know its story.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Okay,” I
say gamely. Maybe he read about it somewhere. Maybe he made up the name
himself. Either way, I’m too curious not to ask. “So what’s the story behind
‘Fate’?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“It’s
about finally meeting someone. And never meeting someone.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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I don’t
want to sound inarticulate again, so I don’t respond right away. But I think I
get it. “Not for just the black and white couple in the photograph, but you
mean in a bigger sense? Like whether we meet certain people through chance
encounters?” <o:p></o:p></div>
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He shakes
his head. “Like whether we meet them because of Fate.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Semantics,”
I argue. “It basically winds up being the same thing in the end, doesn’t it?” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Without
Fate, there can be no end nor any beginning.” He says it simply, and he sounds
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Helen Boswell is originally from upstate New York. She obtained her Ph.D. in Biological Sciences from the University at Buffalo and currently teaches biology at Southern Utah University. Helen enjoys playing with her two little boys, camping, gardening, eating large bowls of ice cream after the kids go to bed, and hanging out on the couch with her husband to watch Breaking Bad, Louis CK, and Wilfred -- and of course, writing. She is the author of the YA urban fantasy MYTHOLOGY. She is also the editor of other novels, including David James' LIGHT OF THE MOON and THE WITCH'S CURSE.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>1). What inspired you to write this story?</b><br />
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Like Micah, I love to people-watch. I think one of the original ideas that inspired this story was thinking about the differences between what people see and what people really are. All three of my central characters fly in the face of stereotypes, especially my dark angel and my good demon. And all three struggle with what they are, perhaps in respect to what they think they are "supposed" to be.<br />
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2). Whose POV is easier to write, Hope or Micah? </b><br />
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MYTHOLOGY was written all in Hope's POV, so she's easier for me to write just because I'm already in her head. MYTHOLOGY: THE WICKED will alternate between Hope and Micah, and at first, Micah was difficult to write just because I needed to get a good feel for his voice. He's a little more reactive and a little less introspective than Hope. Now he's just as easy to write as Hope. :) <br />
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Robin is loosely based on one of my good friends from college. I let her know ahead of time that I was using her namesakes and basing the character of Robin on her. She was excited and would like to request that Charlize Theron play her in the movie. <br />
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4). Is there a certain message you are trying to portray with this series?</b> <br />
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Probably the main message is that even though some of who we are is out of control (what Jonathan calls "Fate" and what Ms. Salazar calls "Nature"), we do have the power to make our own choices. I believe that we all need to play the hand that's given us but don't believe in stereotypes. <br />
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I think I naturally feel closest to Hope because I'm in her head most of the time. She's strong-willed and speaks her mind. I'm strong-willed but often don't speak my mind (I'm more like diplomatic Robin in that way), and I think some of Hope represents a little bit of my inner me. </span><br />
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6). How many books are you planning for this series? </b><br />
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I originally had in mind three, but will make that decision after I finish book three. Sometimes I surprise even myself when I get to the end of the story. ;)<br />
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7). If you could have any sixth sense, what would it be? </b>
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Hehe, that's a great question, and a tough one. If it had to be anything, I wish I could have the opposite power as Hope - I wish I could automatically get a flash/sense of the goodness inside everyone. :) <br />
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8). What are your top 3 favorite books? </b>
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Ooh, another tough one. I'd have to say Anna Dressed in Blood by Kendare Blake, Defy the Stars by Stephanie Parent, and Blood Oath by Christopher Farnsworth. <br />
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9). Did any of your life experiences, help you shape the story? </b>
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Well, thankfully I can't see people's worst visions, but the chapter called "My Own Worst Memory" was influenced by one of my own worst memories. We all have our own "Brendans" that we have to face, whether they are like the Brendan that I wrote or otherwise. <br />
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It would have to be a LOT of chocolate.... Just kidding. Here's a tiny teaser.... from Micah's POV :)<br />
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It’s quiet enough for me to pick up my name from someone sitting at one of the Sweet Home tables. It’s loud in here, but the rest of the conversation flows to me like they’re talking in my ear.<br />
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“Micah, prom king? No, that would never happen.”<br />
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“Why not? God, look at him.”<br />
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“Because it’s not just about looks. He’s dating a nobody. As in, nobody wants her as prom queen.”<br />
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“Yeah, but you don’t vote for couples, you vote for...”<br />
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Hope. They’re talking about Hope. The darkness churns inside me and spirals outwards. I try to tune them out. But everything is louder now, amplified. Including the screechy voices of those catty girls.<br />
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11). What about if you could be any character in your book for one day, who would you pick and why?</b> <br />
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I would be Jonathan because (1) I want to know how it feels to be immortal, (2) I would give snarky and appropriately sarcastic comments to people without feeling guilty about it, and (3) he has the coolest car, ever. <br />
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12). What advice can you give someone who wants to become an author?</b></span><br />
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Finish writing your first draft. Just getting to that point is huge - I can't tell you how many unfinished manuscripts I had before I wrote the first version of Mythology. After that, it became more of a do-able process - editing, sending it out for comments, rewriting, re-editing, and again. And then getting it out to readers. I'm not going to lie - the process as a whole is daunting. But if you can just finish that first draft, that's a huge step, and the rest will come. <br />
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13). What's it like to have so many fans? And what's the craziest thing a fan has done for you? </b><br />
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I'm not sure that having five fans counts as having "so many" ;) <br />
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Okay, so I might have a couple more than five. No one has done anything I would consider "crazy," but one of the nicest things a fan did for me was to make me a charm bracelet with special charms for Hope, Micah, and Jonathan. Other fans have sent me drawings of my characters, which is also amazingly sweet. <br />
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14). Team Micah? or Team Jonathan? and why?</b> <br />
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If I had to pick a "team," it would be Team Micah, just because I think he and Hope are meant for each other in many ways. I personally love Jonathan, but there are specific reasons why he can never be with Hope. ;) <br />
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15). If you were ever offered the chance to make this series in to a tv show or a movie would you? </b><br />
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OMG, YES! When I write, I picture the scenes as scenes from a movie, and I've been told by many readers that they can see the scenes play out in their minds as they read. I would die if I could ever walk down a red carpet on the movie premiere. Preferably on the arm of Micah. Or Jonathan. Or both. </span><br />
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Someone who can deal with my craziness. Haha. No, seriously, I do have some top secret plans to write something collaboratively with Elise Valente, author of Vendetta of the Amaranthine series. ;) <br />
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Thank you so much! It was fun!</span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: The best thing about being me? Helping people. Whether it's protecting them from the bad guys, or healing their hearts, nothing makes me happier than that.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Aww that's so noble *swoon*<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: I miss my mum every day. But she's always with me, in my heart.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> LOL, no fainting!</span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Exactly jazzy<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: That would be interesting to have that gift; I'd love to be able to help people like that<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: It can be overwhelming at times. Especially before I learned to control it, I would get physically ill if a person's emotions were very strong.</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: oh wow<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: I think more people in this world need empathy<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: Wow that must have been very hard to deal with<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: They really do<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: I think it would be helpful if people could feel the pain they inflict on others. I would imagine more people would think twice about being cruel if that was the case.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: There isn't enough of it in the world anymore<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">KBridget777: There really isn't. <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: I agree with you both 100%<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Too true Damon but I don't think people would change even then, when you have a black heart it’s almost always permanent<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: There are always those who will seek power and domination over doing the right thing. That's why people like me exist--to stop assholes like that!</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>KBridget777: Do you have any favorite past times? Things you like to do when you're not protecting people?<br /> </b></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Sanaan. Is that an acceptable answer? LOL! Her and, of course, my Xbox. Hanging out with friends, going to movies and concerts, normal stuff. OH and hunting. LOVE HUNTING.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Meg: Hunting what??!!And you are terrible Damon *slaps your arm*hahah</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>KBridget777: Do you have any favorite weapons for hunting?<br /> </b></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: HAHAHA! Hunting wildlife--usually deer, elk, and etc.Occasionally bears. The times we get to let the vampire inside loose and go crazy drinking blood, while at the same time thinning out the wildlife population and protecting the environment.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Weapons? Yeah, my claws and my canines<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">KBridget777: No archery or guns, just your own natural or (Supernatural) skill set. Cool!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Well, when the populations get too big, the animals will die from either disease or starvation. We give them a nice, quick death. </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Yes, our speed and sneakiness, plus our natural-born weapons!</span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: Out of all the countries you have been to, which country was your favorite?<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">KBridget777: ha ha! I was going to ask how "Xul" is pronounced and autocorrect changed it to Cult! Silly autocorrect!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: That's a tough one. I've been to several, and I love them all for different reasons. I would have to say the U.S., because Sanaan, of course, and Canada, because of all the wonderful wilderness (and moose, moose are good eating!).<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> LOL! Xul = Zool in pronunciation.</span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: Even when she pisses you off? Lol<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Hahah you love everything she writes don't lie <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /> that's very true, she’s very talented and bwahahahah<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: cabinets are very important Damon how do you not know that lol hahah<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Yes, even when she pisses me off, LOL. And yes, according to John, cabinets are next to godliness!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: LOL!</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">KBridget777: Elise has mentioned she has house ghosts. How do you get along with Frank and Ghost Kitty?<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: They don't bother me. I actually find it more entertaining watching the humans get all excited over it every time one of the ghosts does something.</span> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">KBridget777: What do you do when Elise is at school or somewhere she can't spend time with you? Do you wait patiently for her to return to, your stories or do you try to talk to her while she is doing other things?<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: I talk to her ALL the time. She often has to tell me to shut up and leave her be. The rare times I'm not bothering her, it's because she's writing or I'm babysitting the kitten.</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Meg: You are described as being gorgeous and somewhat have the bad boy look, so when people find out your are sweet and kind what kind of reaction do you get? What's it like to have girls fall at your feet? </b></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> hahah</span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: HAHAHA! In the vampire world, I'm no better looking than the rest of them, because they're all gorgeous. Getting hit on by the human ladies happens quite a bit, and it's flattering!</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: So towards the end of Vendetta, we learn why Sanaan is so important, did you know that before you started helping Sanaan and John? </span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: I didn't know. I only had the feeling there was a lot more in store for her, stuff I couldn't even guess at, but I knew it was important. And I knew I would play a big part in helping her embrace it.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Jazzy: I was kind of shocked myself, but it was a good shock. Now don't hurt me, but when I started reading Vendetta, it felt like the book was going to mixture of the hunger games and Underworld lol</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Aww, and omg Jazzy same here that's so true it really did feel like that!!!! If there was any realm you would go to which one would it be? And why?<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: LOL! No hurting from me, promise <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /> I can definitely see elements of both stories in Vendetta.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: When the books was talking about letting humans run and getting chased by vampire's, I was like oh shit, where is Katniss lol But I love the books!!!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: I don't think we even know how many realms are out there! I would at least like to go back and visit the one I was unconscious in. Sanaan seemed to think it was a nice place, and it would've been great to be awake to see it. Plus, I'd like to thank the lady for helping to save my life.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Hahahah<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: LOL Jazzy! Yes, it is similar. But that was actually part of the dream Elise had, believe it or not!</span> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Meg: It did seem very peaceful <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /> if you could picture any realm what would it be?? Im curious lol and seriously that's wicked!!<br /> </b></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Yes. She dreamed of an announcer who was giving a play-by-play of the hunt over a radio. So that's where the idea came from.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: I'd like to know if there's a heaven-type realm out there. That would probably be the coolest place ever to go to.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: I would like to see a heaven type realm<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: I think we all would. A place of peace and love, with nothing to worry about. That's everyone's dream come true, I think.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: And I could so get in! <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: I agree with you!!!! I think that everyone's heaven-realm would be different, depending on what they think heaven is like<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: I don't know, I think it would be private, I don't think we would be allowed to see it, it might give things away<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Well, if you believe our legends, we were created by the Gods themselves. If that truly is the case, then yes, we go to heaven.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Meg: Hell would freeze over if that happened lol it would be the greatest thing ever and if you go bring us</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>KBridget777: Do you enjoy Twitter? What was your first reaction when you set up your account?<br /> </b></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Twitter is...interesting, lol. I was ordered to set up my account by my author. I wasn't too thrilled at first, but I've really come to enjoy chatting with everyone. Plus, it gives me a public place to bitch about what my author's doing to my life.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: I bet with book 2 LOL!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">KBridget777: And you get tons of sympathy. <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: You have NO IDEA, Jazzy! And Book 3...I give Elise all kinds of hell over it. "New guy" my ass.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: Yes, I do enjoy the sympathy, especially from all the lovely ladies. Yes, I'm a flirt and I admit it.</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Meg: You have a tattoo what is it for? Does it have a meaning? And what made you get it??</b></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><br /> </b></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: The tattoo is in homage to my homeland's history. I was born and raised in the UK, and the Celts were a powerful warrior people who once held great sway over the lands. The tattoo is of their symbols, and represents strength, connection to nature and the earth, and inner spirituality.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> It reminds me that we all have a greater purpose, whether we realize it or not, and it reminds me that none of us is truly alone--we are all connected to one another and to the world around us.</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Wow that's intense and so beautiful...you are truly one of a kind<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: Thank you!</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Meg: Have you ever loved someone else before Sanaan?</b></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><br /> </b></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Yes, I have. Not like I love Sanaan, though. I'm bonded to her. But I did have a very intense relationship, one that did not end well.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Meg: Oh really I'm sorry to hear that hun <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" />, will we learn what happened in the series?</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>KBridget777: What does it mean to be "bonded"? Was a ritual involved or was it an automatic thing?<br /> </b></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: It's an automatic thing. When a vampire/hybrid meets their soul mate, it's an instantaneous and permanent connection that forms between the two people. It's such a deep connection that if one of the bond mates dies, the other usually chooses to kill themselves rather than live without them.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Id love to find a love like that<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">KBridget777: Wow that's very intense!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: Me too<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: It is very intense. And yes, it seems very idyllic, but the reality can be difficult. If two bond mates have a serious disagreement over something, it can be emotional torture until the two of them work out their differences. They don't have the option to leave--they are forced by the bond to work things out, or they suffer.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: So it's not all sunshine and rainbows</span> <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Meg: So will we ever find out what happened with you are your ex? And will we learn more about you later on in the series?<br /> </b></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: And you will learn about the past relationship I had in the novella my author's planning to write <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Wooohoo that's exciting, I can't wait to get my book back from Elise <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Yes, there will be more about me and some of it stuff that's going to be really hard to see put out there. I'm not perfect, and you all will find that out soon enough.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> The third book is mostly done, according to my author. The novella's been started <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /> so it should come out soon after Awakening does.</span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Meg: What's the best thing about having fans? What's the best thing a fan has ever done?<br /> </b></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: The best thing about having fans is that I'm an attention whore, so I LOVE getting the love from everyone. The best thing that the fans have done? Being fans. They are incredibly awesome to talk to<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: Aww, thank you! But you are awesome!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: It's great to know that we the fans are appreciate <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: Thank you! I absolutely appreciate the fans. I never once thought my & the rest of the Amaranthine's story would touch so many people.</span> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Jazzy: What is one thing that many people do not know about you?</b></span></h3>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><br /> </b></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: At the risk of getting smacked by my author for this, I have not been the nicest person in the past. I may have even killed someone out of anger.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Yes, but I still feel guilty over it. I had my reasons, but those don't make it ok.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: I'm not that shocked<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: That's good to know. I can tell you this--just because I'm an empath, it doesn't mean someone can't fool me. I learned my lesson, though. And that's all I can say about it--you'll have to read for yourselves in a few months!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Meg: we all make mistakes but as long as we work at being better then that's what matters</span> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Meg: What's your fav movie?</b> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: That's a hard question. I love so many! I'm going to have to go with Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. GREAT martial arts film.</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Jazzy: Which decade has been your favorite?<br /> </b></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Damon Medici: My favorite decade? The 60's. Lots of good social movements happened then.</span><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Sweet<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: And there were lots of boobies being flashed.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Jazzy: LMAO!</span> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Meg: if you could do anything right now what would it be?<br /> </b></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Answering that might be a spoiler for you. Not for Jazzy, though. Still want me to answer?<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Yes<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: I would get back to Sanaan's side and shred anything that tried to take me away from it again.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! That makes me want to cry!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: OMG I NEED MY BOOK BACK RIHGT NOW!!!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: It kills me that I'm not there. She NEEDS me, as much as I need her.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: What the hell happened????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????<img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Not telling. You're going to have to read about it.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: It killed me reading it!!!!!!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: It killed me happening to me. LMAO (inside joke)<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*dies*<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: Hahaha!</span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Oh wait and a third surprise. Yes, there's three major surprises total. </span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: You have a baby?<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: Is it April yet?! Hahaha<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: No, no babies. Not yet, anyway <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /><br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: Probably engagement<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Hmmm<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: I'll just say this--you will be oh so happy & surprised, then unbelievably shocked and surprised, then happy/sad surprised.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meg: Ugh<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: Thank god for anxiety meds lol<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: LMAO<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: I guarantee you won't guess what the shocker surprise is, and it will slap you upside the face. After that, I can't predict what you guys will think of it.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: And then in Book 4...well, an even HUGER shocker.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jazzy: BOOK 4?!?!?!<br /> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Damon Medici: Yes, Book 4. Doesn't have a title yet, but Elise is already working on it too <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></h3>
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BookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044219446849170989.post-61777077313510879792013-03-18T20:58:00.001-07:002013-03-18T21:04:41.572-07:00Vendetta cover revamped reveal<span style="font-size: large;"><strong>As promised we have gotten Elise's revamped cover for Vendetta!! Eeep!! So here it is ^_^ Very pretty right!!??</strong></span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>Question</b>: <i>So Elise our first question for you is, what inspired you to write the Amaranthine Blood series? </i><br /><br /><b>Elise</b>: It was an actual dream I had! I woke up thinking what a cool movie it would make, then realized I didn't know how to write a script, LOL. So I decided to write a book. You see the dream in the first chapter <img src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /> <br /><br /><b>Question</b>: <i>Are any of your characters based on people you know? </i><br /><br /><b>Elise:</b> I think I've taken bits of people and put them in my characters. For instance, Corinne is a lot like one of my best friends, Becky, blonde hair and all. None of the characters is exactly like someone I know, but a lot of attributes I like from friends has made it into their development. <br /><br /><b>Question:</b><i> Is there a certain message you are trying to portray with this series? </i><br /><br /><b>Elise:</b> Not specifically, but a lot of my views on things make it in there, and I think that's true of a lot of authors. I also wanted to portray embracing your dark side. Sanaan, for instance, is a good guy, but she has every capability of becoming a cold-hearted killer. Instead of trying to rid herself of that, she turns it to her advantage, and uses it against her enemies. <br /><br /><b>Question:</b> <i>Trying not to give away spoilers, but is there any chance that there might be a novella about Damon's life? And maybe more of Sanaan's? </i><br /><br /> <br /><b>Elise:</b> Yes, there's actually a Damon novella planned, in which we'll get his back-story <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /> Ones for the other characters, including Sanaan, are bouncing around in my head, but they'll have to wait. Damon is the crowd favorite at the moment, LOL. <br /><br /> <br /><b>Question:</b><i> So why vampires out of all the mythological creatures? </i><br /><br /><b>Elise:</b> The simplest answer to that is because I love vampires, LOL. But on a deeper level, it’s because vampires, to me, represent both life and death, dark and light. They are immortal, yet they deal out death just by virtue of being what they are. They can use their abilities for good or evil--it is their choice as to how they ultimately live their lives. I think they represent each of us, in that they are trying to balance the good with the bad. <br /><br /><b>Question:</b><i> If you could be any character for a day, who would it be? and why? </i><br /> <br /><b>Elise:</b> It would probably be Sanaan. As for why, well first, getting to hang out with DAMON for a day, lol. Seriously though, because she is, despite her demons, one tough lady who can stand up to just about anyone and anything without fear. Including her boss--I mean, seriously, how many of us have fantasized about telling our bosses exactly what we think of them? She does that without giving one damn about what John thinks about it.<br /><br /> <br /><br /><b>Question:</b> <i>What is it like to have so many fans? And what is the most outrages thing they have done? </i><br /><br /><b>Elise:</b> Having fans is AWESOME. I can't even begin to describe how awesome it is, lol.So far, nothing too outrageous has occurred, but from keeping up with other indie authors, it's just a matter of time before someone does something crazy, LOL. <br /><br /> <br /><br /><b>Question:</b> <i>If someone wanted to turn Vendetta into a movie or TV. show, would you want to do it? </i><br /><br /> <br /><b>Elise:</b> IN A HEARTBEAT. Especially a movie, I'd die to see it on the big screen, especially since that was how I'd first envisioned it when I had that dream. And actually, when I write, it plays kind of like a movie in my head--I can see the scenes like I'm watching them in a movie.<br /><br /> <br /><br /><b>Question:</b> <i>If you could co write a book with any author who would it be and why?</i> <br /><br /> <br /><br /><b>Elise:</b> My fantasy co-author would probably be Anne Rice, because Anne Rice is AWESOME. In real life, it'd be Helen Boswell, because she's a kickass author with great talent <br /><br /> <br /><br /><b>Question:</b> <i>Besides the books you have listed above, what are your top 3 favorite books? </i><br /><br /><b><br /></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /><br /><b>Elise:</b> Don't get discouraged! We're none of us good writers when we first start. I've been writing short stories and poetry for YEARS before I ever contemplated writing a book. And I probably would have never even tried to write a book had I not had a creative writing course in college. <br /><br />So, it's likely that the first thing you write will look like garbage. First attempts always do, but that's when the learning comes into it. Get advice, talk to other authors, and learn. Writing is a skill like any other--practice and patience are key. I've seen so many people get discouraged because what they write isn't perfect right off the bat. It's an unrealistic expectation to have, but a lot of first time authors don't understand that. I also think it's because people don't see the work that goes into writing a book. All they see is the finished product. They don't see the hours of frustration, tears, throwing things, and so on, nor do they see the endless revisions and rewrites. Too many people take it personally, and it's understandable why. Writing is a very personal thing, but if you look at it more like developing a skill than baring your soul, it makes it much easier. <br /><br />I told my beta readers straight up that if I don't know what's wrong with it, I can't fix it. So PLEASE tell me what's wrong with it. And they did. <br /><br />That's where you've got to develop a thick skin, and learn to tell the difference between helpful criticism and haters. There is no way under the sun everyone is going to like what you write. If you accept that some people are just going to absolutely hate what you do, and move past it, it all becomes much easier to deal with. <br /><br /> <br />Everyone has the ability. EVERYONE. It just takes learning and practice to hone it. Some will naturally be better at it than others, but everyone can do it with the proper resources.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /><br /><b>Question:</b> <i>If you could have dinner with anyone, dead or alive who would it be? </i><br /><br /><b>Elise:</b> I think it would have to be Bram Stoker. The reason for that is because he is essentially the father of the vampire genre as we know it today, and I would DEARLY love to know what his inspirations and motivations were, and what he was thinking when he wrote Dracula. Getting inside his head would be amazing. He's the one who took what was, for centuries, a disgusting monster, made it into a person, and then threw that person into a tragic love story. Amazing. <br /><br /><b>Question:</b> <i>Tell us one thing about yourself that your fans would be surprised to know <img border="0" src="file:///C:/Users/Jazzy/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /> </i><br /><br /> <br /><b>Elise:</b> Probably that I, just like everyone else, have my moments of severe self-doubt. Most of the time, I'm pretty upbeat and confident, but there are days when I'm not, and get pretty down on myself. My friends are great in telling me what a moron I'm being,LOL, but believe it or not, I absolutely have times when I tell myself I have no talent whatsoever and should just give up!<br /><br /> <br /><br /><b>Question:</b><i> If you had to pick a time period to go back to what would it be? </i><br /><br /> <br /><br /><b>Elise</b>: Probably the Victorian era. Not only were the clothes awesome (yes, I know, I have the strangest reasons for doing things!), but women's rights were beginning to get a firm hold on society. There were several prominent Victorian ladies writing about the issue, and it would be great to see the beginning of it all in action. <br /><br /> <br /><br /> <br /><br /> <br /><br />Thank you Elise, for letting us interview you! We had so much fun! XO</span><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">For more info on the cover and the author or the artist of the cover check out the site</span></strong> http://kaikiriyama.wordpress.com/2013/03/17/blaze-tuesday-cover-reveal/BookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044219446849170989.post-16533792458082666172013-03-08T19:05:00.000-08:002013-03-08T19:05:23.753-08:00Amaranthine Chat<iframe width="100%" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" allowtransparency="true" src="http://chatroll.com/embed/chat/amaranthine-chat?id=E4gZbIWaNPs&platform=blogger&w=$0"></iframe><br/><div style="font-size:0.9em;text-align:center;">Try the <a href="http://tryrelay.com/">Relay App</a>: free SMS and GIF chat for iPhone.</div>BookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044219446849170989.post-87948583590326408972013-03-08T18:21:00.001-08:002013-03-08T18:21:23.192-08:00Blaze Tuesday Online Book Release Party!<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hey Everyone!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We have a very special surprise for you! Elise Valente let us post the excerpt of Awakening book 3 of the </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Amaranthine Blood series!!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Thank you Elise for letting us post this! We are honored, and grateful! XOXOXO </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Awakening-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /><br />"Again." Victoria watched him with piercing emerald green eyes, her hair a halo of fire-gold behind her head. They'd been at it for hours here in the large stone training room; she'd been testing him, teaching and correcting, pushing his abilities to the limit. But he was tired, stressed, in constant pain; he wasn't going to play this game anymore. All he wanted was to get the fuck out of the realm, but without one of the Phalanx transporting him, he'd die. <br /><br />So he couldn't leave, not yet. But he could tell Victoria to go fuck herself. <br /><br />"I'm done," he snarled, his ice-blue eyes sparking dangerously. "And I'm going back to my room, where I will stay, unmoving, until you fucks decide to let me go." <br /><br />He turned to leave, but before he could take even one step, a thick coil of golden energy wrapped around him and held him immobile. He felt his power surge as rage flooded him--how dare she pull this shit with me! <br /><br />"You're not going anywhere, not until we've fully explored what you can do." Victoria's voice was firm, adamant. She wasn't going to take no for an answer, and until he acquiesced, he would remain bound by the golden energy. Or so she thought. <br /><br />He turned his head to her, a snarl curling his lips. "I said, I am fucking done!" <br /><br />Power, raw and pure, rose like an untamed storm within him. Sparks of black lightning began dancing across his pale skin, interacting explosively with the golden bonds that chained him. He gritted his teeth as his muscles tensed and bulged; with a roar, his power surged from him, snapping the golden bonds and sending a reaction-wave throughout the room that shook the stone walls. He spun to face Victoria with black lightning dancing over his hands, prepared to fight, as he pulled more power to him, more than he had dared touch these past few days. The black lightning arced faster and faster over his body, covering him with a black-light glow. A growl built in his throat as he prepared to strike Victoria down where she stood. <br /><br />Victoria's eyes widened as she watched him, not so much concerned for her own safety as fascinated by what was happening to him. Her mistake, he thought, as he pulled yet more power to him. <br /><br />And suddenly, his back erupted in a blaze of pain, startling him and dropping him to his knees. It felt like his back was shredding itself, muscles and bone and skin ripping apart and surging out of him. He roared as he knelt on the stone floor, the agony ripping through him in spasming waves. He was vaguely aware of Victoria standing over him, her mouth hanging open in surprise, but she made no move to help him. One final shudder ran through his body, and it was over as suddenly as it had begun. <br /><br />Panting, he slowly raised his head to meet Victoria's eyes. But she wasn't looking at him, she was bent over and looking to either side of him, murmuring too softly for him to hear. He turned his head to follow her gaze, afraid of what he might see. While the pain had stopped, there were still some very new, very strange sensations asserting themselves, all coming from his back. What he saw shocked him nearly incoherent, because, well, it was impossible. <br /><br />Victoria dragged her eyes back to his, then grabbed his face and peered closer, examining each of his eyes in minute detail. She then abruptly stood, and crossed the room to the wall covered in the mirrors used to help trainees correct their form. She ripped one of the mirrors off the wall and marched back to him with it in her hands. <br /><br />"Here--" She propped the mirror in front of him. "Maybe now you'll listen to me when I say you have to stay a while longer." <br /><br />He raised an eyebrow at her, looked...and gasped at what he saw. First, his eyes--no longer ice-blue, they were now a deep, liquid black, whites and irises both. Combined with what he could see of what had just burst from his back, and he was more than a little shocked about what it all meant. <br /><br />He looked up Victoria, acutely aware of the completely black eyes he was now sporting. <br /><br />"What am I?" he asked. <br /><br />Victoria's brow gained just a hint of a furrow. "I don't know," she replied.</span>BookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044219446849170989.post-49720273855627397402013-02-27T19:39:00.000-08:002013-02-27T19:39:33.795-08:00Mythology Interview by Jen <strong><span style="font-size: large;">Ok readers we all know you love Helen's characters but I swear after reading this interview that our dear friend Jen hosted you will fall even more in love with Hope and Micah.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Here's the link to the very funny yet adorable interview I hope y'all enjoy it ;)</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Oh and that note you can follow Micah and Jonathan on twitter as well</span></strong> @MicahCondie @JG_DraperBookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044219446849170989.post-71791765957259483342013-02-27T19:04:00.002-08:002013-02-27T19:05:33.316-08:00Thank You!<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Dear Readers,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> We'd like to take some times to expresses our deepest gratitude to the fellow authors that this blog is dedicated to, Helen Boswell, Elise Valente. We both decided to start this blog, because we both have become fans of their books. We have become great friends with these too incredibly talented ladies; they both are very sweet, and down to earth. They both take the time to actually talk to their fans, and build friendships with them. They are very modest when it comes to their success, even the littlest gesture from a fan will brighten their day, especially if you give them chocolate. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">THANK YOU! Helen and Elise, for writing such great books, books that have touched our lives, and will forever be in our hearts. Your fans shall always be with you no matter what happens, they shall always be there to raise you up when people try to bring you down! Love you guys!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We will be with you every step of the way, even on the days that you will have writers block; we will be there to encourage you both! We will be your personal cheerleaders! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Love from your biggest fans!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Jazzy and Megan</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Xoxoxo</span>BookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044219446849170989.post-82106184526709006472013-02-26T17:46:00.003-08:002013-02-26T18:42:08.112-08:00Big News!!<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Ok fans we have just received word that Mythology by the very talented Helen Boswell is on sale right now in ebook form on iBooks, Nook and Kindle. Now is the time to go buy it!! trust me it is a great read, you will not be disappointed at all!! Here is the link to the Kindle addition </span></strong><a class="twitter-timeline-link" data-expanded-url="http://amzn.to/XHZYf4" dir="ltr" href="http://amzn.to/XHZYf4 " target="_blank" title="http://amzn.to/XHZYf4"><span style="color: #070808;"><span class="invisible">http://</span><span class="js-display-url">amzn.to/XHZYf4</span><span class="invisible"></span><span class="tco-ellipsis"><span class="invisible"> </span></span></span></a> . <br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Also for fans who would love to buy Mythology swag and more information on Helen please check out here web site <a href="http://www.helenboswell.com/">http://www.helenboswell.com/</a></span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Also more super exciting new The new book cover for Elise third instalment in the Amaranthine Blood series as been reveled to take a look check out her blog ^-^ also on that note the book should be released sometime between the end of March/ early April so keep your eyes peeled for more details.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">here is a link to her blog <a href="http://elisevalente.blogspot.ca/">http://elisevalente.blogspot.ca/</a></span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Happy Reading all ^_^ let us know what you all think.</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="font-size: large;">p.s. we will also be adding peoples reviews for each book from you fans so send it our way!!</span></strong>BookGroupieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16016467709096568532noreply@blogger.com0