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First Wave Winner’s Choice: Pick any one backlist book from Rachel Haimowitz, Aleksandr Voinov, L.A. Witt, Brita Addams, or Cat Grant (“Frontlist” books, i.e. Riptide releases and newest non-Riptide release, are excluded, as are the Courtland Chronicles).
What do you like best about writing?
Control. Or rather, the muse-permitted illusion of control. Yeah, that’d be more accurate. My muses are generous. They let me think I’ve got control over every last detail in the story, the choice and placement of every word. It’s a lovely illusion, let me tell you…
Actually, what I love most about writing is the possibilities. The worlds and people, the places and characters you can explore. The only limit is your imagination. It’s my artistic medium of choice, you might say.
How does writing make you feel?
When the words flow, it’s invigorating, exhilarating, to create something from nothing more than the imagery and characters in my head, the whispers of conversation and glimpses of a wholly fictional life. It reminds me of Da Vinci—and other sculptors—speaking about looking at a huge hulk of marble, and seeing the sculpture, the form, waiting to emerge.
When did you start writing?
In earnest, when I was 14. My love affair with story-telling and the written word started earlier than that, mind, but the real adventure began when I was a teenager. That’s when I slowly began my growth as a writer, and my evolution—one might say—into author.
Are you a plotter, or do you fly by the seat of your pants?
I’ve been largely a pantser, mostly. And when in the early formative stages, I do it that way. But plotting becomes more necessary, the longer a story gets and the larger it grows. Planning becomes a requisite. So I’ve begun adopting a blend of the two. I use outlines like training wheels. Not a set path, just to keep things balanced. I swear by Scrivener. Best program ever invented.
Do you like edits?
Strangely, I do. I’m a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to my writing. I have strived to improve however I could, over the years, and I’ll edit to death on my own—unless someone’s there to stop me. So the process of editing, with the guidance of an editor, is like putting a professional paint job on a meticulously restored muscle car. It’s only part of the process, the final step, but it’s what turns a junkyard ghost into a showroom quality piece.
If you had an ideal writing space, what would it be like?
A beach hut on Bora Bora. With wifi.
Have you ever co-authored? If not, would you ever consider it?
My debut release, “Dark Edge of Honor,” was co-written with Aleksandr Voinov. It was a whirlwind six-week writing journey, and I’m looking forward to working on the sequel with him in the near future.
What's your fave genre?
Love is genderless, quality writing is genreless.
Are there any genres you'd love to try but haven't had a chance to tackle?
Labels are fun. “Dark Edge of Honor” is a military science fiction gay romance thriller. Between that and “Blacker Than Black,” releasing from Riptide in December, I think I’ll manage to hit the majority of genre labels. Except nonfiction, contemporary romance, and bodice-rippers, and I’ve no desire to venture down those paths. Perhaps I should edit a ripping bodice scene into Black’s story, just for the sake of thoroughness.
What's your fave writing accompaniment? Tea? Coffee? Large slab of chocolate cake with pretty sprinkles?
Coffee. The stronger the better. With cream and sugar. Banana bread. Or sugar cookies. Usually the coffee is cold before I remember it’s there and take a sip.
If you could go anywhere in the world, money no object, where would you go, who with, and why?
Oh, I want to go back to Bora Bora, take the entire Riptide stable with me, and overrun the place. Chase everyone else off. Just us, hanging out, and churning out books. The perfect writer’s colony. Okay, fine. We’ll keep the bartenders and the waitstaff. They’ll get paid with free stories, though.
Here’s the blurb from Blacker than Black:
Apparently, my twin and I are two of York’s most notorious criminals. We’ve been Nightwalkers in the blue-light district since the vamps took over the world. Don’t know how many years it’s been. Long enough that a stream of fellow ’walkers have come and gone. Most don’t last long selling their chi. End up face-down in the gutter, or worse.
For us, one night and one sale change everything.
Monsieur Garthelle is the first john to hunt me down. He calls me a chi thief in one breath and offers absolution——in the next. Maybe I’m a sucker, but I like living and breathing. Strange that such a powerful vamp would show leniency to a mere human. And something’s not right with the chi I took from him. It won’t go away.
Neither will he, and he’s forcing us to spy on his peers. Then a vamp turns up dead, and we go from playing eyes and ears to investigating a murder. This isn’t what I signed up for. All I ever wanted was to sell a little chi, maybe steal some in return. I should’ve kept my damn hands to myself.
This is my story. Look through my eyes.
To read an excerpt and purchase Blacker than Black, click here.