Yup, same guest as Monday. That was supposed to be an interview, but we had some crossed lines and she got a spotlight instead. Today is the interview!
1) How long have you been writing?
That’s a little hard to say because I have been writing for a long time. When I was about six, I thought the wolf got a raw deal in the three little pigs, so I rewrote the story from the wolf’s perspective. (TM – hehe – good point)
I took a firm step away from fanfiction when I was about 12, so you could say I’ve been writing my own work for thirteen years. 🙂
2) How many balls do you juggle on a daily basis, and how do you manage to keep them all in the air (usually), (ball = work, writing, family, etc.)
At the moment, I have a fairly low-pressure life. My days consist of a lot of appointments, but they’re not long and don’t last all day long. My husband fully supports my writing life, so he’s always okay with me taking the time I need. I don’t have any kids, either, so I have more free time on my hands.
In July I will be going back to school, however, and I am a little bit nervous about what the new schedule will entail…(TM – eeep! I know what you mean. Good luck)
3) What can you tell us (beyond the blurb) about the current book you’re touring for, Echo Falls?
When I wrote Echo Falls, I wanted to write a story for the story, not for the sake of writing about werewolves. I didn’t want it to be ‘look at the werewolves!’; I wanted the story to be about people who were living life that happened to have the werewolf element as a part of their lives.
More than that, though, I wanted to write Phoebe’s story because it is similar to my own. I wanted to write about a woman finding the strength to fight for what she loves and to face her demons. Changing your life or yourself for the better is never easy, and I want to pay tribute to the men and women who do that and more every day.
4) What is it about the urban fantasy genre that you like so much?
Ah, this one is easy. I love to be able to look at the world today and to think that there is so much more to it than what we see with our eyes. I like to think of the secrets that buildings and people hold, the surprises we get when we only take things at face value and the magic that life can hold if we take the time to truly look.
Urban fantasy lets me see the world in the light of possibilities rather than with discontent or disdain. I love to see the world for what it can be and writing about those possibilities. (TM – totally agree with you there. UF and Para-Rom rock for letting you play with the “what if” ideas)
5) Do you think you’ll move to another genre, and if yes, what to and when?
Absolutely. I have ideas, outlines and half-started stories from a variety of genres. I think I’m meant to wander as I please through the various genres – though there are some I definitely won’t write.
I’m working on Fading Echoes right now, the next book of Echo Falls. But after that, I’m not sure. I have a couple contemporary romances waiting to be written, and I would like to focus on them.
6) Sweet or sour?
Sweet. I have a terrible sweet tooth…
7) Chocolate or vanilla?
If we’re talking ice cream, vanilla. If we’re talking anything else – definitely chocolate.
Jaime McDougall is a citizen of the world, currently loving life in beautiful country Victoria in Australia. She loves eating sushi, kidnapping her husband and naming her pets in honour of science fiction authors.
A love of fiction has always coursed through her veins and she told stories as a child even before she knew how to write them. Settling into one genre was never her style and she has plans for novels in women’s fiction, urban fantasy and more – all with a touch of romance.
She has been published in Chicken Soup for the Soul: High School: The Real Deal and Chicken Soup for the Soul: Campus Chronicles. She has also enjoyed writing the So You Want ebook series for authors looking to establish their names online.
Running from a nightmare stalking her every move, Phoebe Martin arrives in Echo Falls hoping she has finally found a safe place to stop. But trouble has a way of catching up and soon the signs are there.
After a vicious attack in an alley, policeman Aidan O’Bryan is left with Phoebe as his only path to understanding why the Echo Falls werewolf pack – his pack – is being attacked. When another pack member is killed, Phoebe is forced to confront her past before she loses Aidan and everything she has come to love.
Love and duty become one as Aidan strives to prevent Phoebe from becoming the next victim. But with Phoebe just as determined to protect Aidan and her new home, secrets from her past threaten to tear them apart. Will love give Phoebe the strength to trust Aidan and face her fears, or will her past destroy her future?
Keep running, keep running, keep running. Phoebe’s lungs burned as her mind screamed the mantra. Keep running, keep running.
How many steps can there be?
She should know. She lived in this apartment building.
Tears ran down her cheeks and her lungs burned for air. Only the random irrational thought broke through the panic keeping her feet moving down the steps. Keep running. Keep running. The light of the emergency exit came into view. Almost there…
The door to the stairwell slammed open with a hollow boom. She tripped and clung to the railing to steady herself.
The shock of the cool night air sent a shiver of relief through her body. She’d come out a side exit into an alley. If she could just get to the front –
Suddenly she was thrown to the ground from behind. She hit the concrete, what little breath she had knocked from her lungs. Blood began flowing from where her head hit the ground, and small sparks of light floated into her vision.
How did he catch up so fast?
Desperately she tried to gulp down as much air as she could, willing her lungs to cooperate. Instinct kicked in as the attacker slashed at her, and she curled into fetal position.
A dog. He’d turned into a dog. A big dog with vicious claws and teeth he used to tear into her exposed back, thigh and shoulder. She slowly regained her breath but could only use it to scream her throat raw.
Her vision faded, taking the small sparks of light with it. Searing pain ripped through her shoulder as a claw dug down against her bone. One last, long scream tore from her lungs before she was left gasping and sobbing, her fear slowly smoldering into rage.
Things can’t end like this.
She opened her eyes as the dog stood over her, trying to get to her throat. A paw came into her line of vision and she saw her chance. She reached out, grabbed it and squeezed with all the strength she had.
The dog yelped and tried to twist away, but she held on with all the strength she had. She knew she’d only bought herself time. She couldn’t move the dog off her and she couldn’t squeeze his paw all night. He tried uselessly to bite her, his jaws having no strength so long as she squeezed his paw. But she could already feel her strength waning.
Suddenly the weight of the dog flew off her, taking the paw out of her grip. Without thinking, she used her one cooperating arm to drag herself toward the front of the building.
She shivered, her arm giving out, and caught a glimpse of a second dog. No. A wolf… Squeezing her eyes tightly shut, she listened to the dogs fighting, the battle just a few steps away. She tried her best to curl up against the building wall and willed the growling and snapping to go away. They sounded like they were tearing each other to pieces.
The universe granted her wish, the battle ending with the sound of two bodies hitting each other and a sharp whine. She shivered and softly whined as well, dreading the approach of the winner as one of the dogs yelped and ran away.
A few moments later warm, human hand brushed the back of her head and she screamed again. If it could be called a scream. Her throat burned and rebelled at her abuse of it.
“Ssh. You’re safe now.”
She tried to scream again and move away, but her body wouldn’t obey her commands. She groaned as the full force of the pain washed over her.
He murmured and she relaxed her desperate grip on staying conscious. Sleep seemed so tempting, the black abyss singing a siren’s song to her. Her rescuer – or captor – tried to soothe her, but something dark and dangerous in his voice betrayed him. He was different. She tried to bat away his hands but gave up after a few attempts, not sure if her good hand was actually moving.
As she slipped into the darkness, she wondered if death had merely granted her a short reprieve from the inevitable.
Ms. McDougall is offering not one or just two copies of her book, Echo Falls. No! She’s offering up to THREE copies to lucky commenters, so hope you’ll comment lots and lots below! Normal rules apply – winner(s) to be announced on Monday!
Thanks for coming by for Jaime McDougall. Tomorrow Rosa Sophia visits. Hope to see you back then!