Today’s guest is paranormal author Laura Hawks. I hope you’ll make her feel welcome by leaving lots of comments for her. 🙂
1) How long have you been writing?
Officially, a couple of 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.)
Well, let’s see… work, writing, a DM for a role playing group online, house, family and their health issues, volunteer in the community, volunteer for sci-fi fantasy conventions, friends,
3) What can you tell us about your release The Demon Kiss. What I’m looking for is the story about how the story came to be, not just the blurb and what not.
A published friend encouraged me to submit a story to her publisher who was having an open call for writers for an anthology. I submitted it and was turned down. I then talked to another published friend who wanted to look at it, and she showed it to MHP, who loved the short story but would have liked it better as a novel to stand out on its own. I worked on putting the story back together (I had cut it immensely due to the limitations on the amount of words) and resubmitted the story and here we are today.
4) What is it about the paranormal romance genre that you like so much?
A couple of years ago I received my master’s degrees in Native American History, U.S. History, and Ancient Civilizations. I have always had a love of history, especially Egyptian, Native American, Ancient Rome and Greece. I originally planned on writing history books, but I also enjoy writing for a role playing group on Facebook and suddenly a light bulb went off in my head that said… I can do both. So that is the direction I wish to take at this time.
5) Do you think you’ll move to another genre, and if yes, what to and when?
At this time, I am not sure, as I am a new author and wish to get into this genre a bit more before I consider changing. (TM – a nice answer. Thanks!)
6) Sweet or sour?
Salty (1st) Sweet (2nd) Sour (third)
7) Chocolate or vanilla?
I have always been interested in writing in some form or other. A few years back, I was involved with and then ran a Star Trek Interactive Writing Group which was successful for a number of years. Yes, I am a trekker and proud of it. (TM – at least you’re not a Trekkie, which I understand references the original series, rather than Next Gen (not that the original one is baaad, I just like later ones better))
Then a few years back, I got my Master’s Degree in Ancient Civilizations, Native American History and United States History. (TM – how many languages do you speak? That’s why I didn’t go further in history…I couldn’t do the language thing)
It was at this time I got involved in role playing on FaceBook, which gave me ample opportunities to grow and hone my writing ability.
A published friend encouraged me to write my own book, and the rest, as they say, is history.
When her family was murdered, Clarissa found her life altered. As the new guardian for a very powerful gem that could change the very fate of the Earth and its inhabitants should it be lost, she willingly accepted the responsibilities to keep it safe.
A demon named Xon was after the abilities the gem would afford him should he get his hands on it.
Azamel protected the world from demon kind. A demon himself, he was appointed judge and if need be, executioner to protect the various races that roamed the Earth. Now he had to hunt Xon and prevent him from obtaining a stone that could give him the edge he would need to rule, but to do this Azamel would have to work with a young wolf who had a chip on her shoulder. Could he succeed in time to save both of them… before it was too late? Or would Clarissa’s mistrust doom them all?
“How do you know so much about the stone? Only a small few know it is in more than one piece.” Her wet lashes caressed her cheeks as she blinked, her breath caught with his tenderness. Again she got lost in those baby blues.
Azamel mentally cursed himself for letting that slip. His mind scrambled as he tried to think of a suitable reply that would placate her and repair the fragile trust they had between them. Thinking that this was probably the stupidest thing he had ever done in his endlessly long life, he leaned forward and took her mouth in a hard kiss. The intention was to distract her from her train of thought. However, the moment their lips met, everything changed. Her soft sigh as he pressed his tongue against hers jolted his body and mind. Keeping his hands in her hair, he deepened the kiss feasting on her soft mouth with a hunger that burned through his entire being.
Thanks for stopping in and don’t forget to leave a comment. Next up on the blog is a spotlight on KaSonndra Leigh’s third touring book on Thursday (11/29).