Welcome Amber! I’m so excited to hear about your latest book, Strix!
First thank you so much for having me here today!!!
Tell us a little about your book.
My newest is a co-written book with Katalina Leon. It’s a vampire paranormal, called The Strix
Where were you when you got your first book contract?
Who did you tell?
I was sitting in my sun room. There was a snow storm raging outside, the hubby and I had the fireplace going just watching the storm. I got the email and flew off the couch. I jumped up and down like a little kid in a candy store. An hour later I received the edits.
What draws you to write your genre and sub genre?
I enjoy writing erotica and BDSM, because I like to see how far people are willing to push the limits with pain and pleasure during sex.
Do you have any tips for new writers?
Don’t give up and write, write, write.
What is your guilty pleasure?
It might sound boring, but Rice Krispy treats and Milk Duds.
Where can your readers reach you?
I just finished two books which are contracted. Claimed by Dragons, book two in the co-authored series with Kat. Also, Protecting Grant, a M/M suspense. Both coming from Loose Id.
Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share?
This is from The Strix
She’d pulled a piece of red amber and that was when the odd feelings began. Not long after, everyone became silent and unsocial. Her group of friends soon said good-bye to each other and went their separate ways as if they were leaves scattered by the wind.
She’d hugged her friends in farewell and left the shop. She’d intended to return to her hotel but found herself strolling aimlessly along the oceanfront instead.
Arcona gazed at her palm. The amber glowed like flame-warmed cognac with the faintest hint of scarlet in the low evening light. The nickel-sized piece of amber was sensual to touch and behold yet carried the weight of dread about it.
It’s just harmless tree resin. That was all it was, very ancient, electrically charged tree resin that carried the full genetic history of its past frozen inside.
A tense breath whistled past her lips. Who was she kidding? This tiny piece of amber was really deviling her and the reason felt elusive, like a dream that made a huge impact and then faded beyond recall.
Her dear friend Jael and the witches at the Wiccan shop had treated the wish bag as a serious matter, and she’d realized she should respect Witch Casey’s simple request to make the stone sacred with a prayer, a promise, and a wish before tossing it away, and she couldn’t wait to do exactly that.
She knew what she should wish for in an instant.
Her lips curled. How about a hot, sexy bad boy to break the drought? That would be perfect. She wanted someone handsome and tough who needed a good, hard fuck as much as she did. A real man and a sweaty, honest, get-lost-in-the-act fuck was what she was desperate for.
She was single again, lonely and living like a nun. She knew she should be enjoying her freedom, but she seldom met new people outside her tiny circle of boring coworkers. The few men she dated in the university’s research department were less than thrilling. As a research historian she often found her thoughts wandering toward some idealized, fearless blood-and-brawn hero from the distant past.
She dreamed of a man who would treat a woman like a prize and every sexual act like his last. That was the sort of man she desired, but the modern world didn’t seem to be producing many of those types anymore. At least none who were single and interested in quiet academic women with a few extra pounds on their hips.
She gazed toward a darkening sky and turbulent harbor. She wondered if she should make a wish and toss the amber into the ocean, but thought better of it. The piece of amber almost clung to her palm as if it were loath to be parted from her.
How many books have you written? How many have been published?
I’ve written 40 books, by the end of the year 34 will be published.
Do you have a favorite character from one of you own books? Who and Why?
I do…Nathan Donovan from Splashing Good Time. I wrote it about a guy who I really liked a long time ago. Now, I’m truly happily married, but he still deserved a book. 😉
Do you find love scenes difficult to write?
I do. In the beginning I didn’t, but after 30+ books and countless sex scenes it’s getting difficult to come up with something “new”.
Do you set timelines when your writing or write when the feeling hits you?
I sit down everyday with the intentions of writing. It doesn’t always happen, but if I waited for the feeling to hit me I’d never write. LOL
Who controls the storyline, you or your characters?
Definitely the characters. :o)