Showing posts with label #HeartStringsLoveAffair. Show all posts
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Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Meet the Author - Diana Anderson-Tyler


Welcome all.

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Diana Tyler (YA fantasy) and Diana Anderson-Tyler (women's fiction) author of Age of the Ashers; Armor for Orchids; lots of fitness books for women!

ME:  Hi Diana, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself and your background?
DIANA: I was born and raised in East Texas and majored in screenwriting at the University of Texas at Austin. I love writing and reading, of course, and enjoy being outdoors as much as possible, playing sports, and lifting weights. I'm a bit of a tom boy! I'm also a huge movie buff and particularly enjoy Marvel movies and historical epics.

ME: What genre do you write?
DIANA: YA fantasy and women's contemporary 


ME: What are you working on at the minute?
DIANA: I'm currently working on Book 4 of The Orchid Series and editing Books 2 and 3 of The Petros Chronicles.

ME: Can you share a little of your current work with us?
DIANA: Here's an excerpt from my next release, which is Book 2 of The Petros Chronicles titled War of the Ashers: “I wondered when you’d come,” said Leto as she held a pail to one of the stone dolphin’s mouths and collected water. “I was beginning to think you’d found another desert bloom to coddle and charm.” She watched from the corner of her eye as the golden wings of Hermes’ sandals fluttered into focus, flapping fast as hummingbird wings above her head.
“Desert blooms are beautiful, but their allure stops there.” Hermes slowly lowered himself onto the fountain’s pillar which connected all six of the dolphin spouts. “You, my darling, have far surpassed the ranks of ordinary fauna, whose beauty reaches only eyes and nose.”
“And what creature do you compare me to now? A scorpion, or horned viper?”
Leto laughed as she regarded her reflection in the water. Judging by looks alone, one would think she was one of the most beneficent of goddesses, Hestia perhaps. As a little girl she’d been nicknamed Kallisto for her silky white hair, ivory skin, and eyes as a gray as a turtle dove. Her beauty, Hermes said, was her greatest ally. Who could help but trust her? Anyone who looked upon her would expect nothing but divine secrets and primordial blessings to trickle from her cherry-colored lips.
“Your name is Mania,” said Hermes. Then he kissed her, his cold lips like melting snow against her own. “For you are Fury.”

ME: Which actor/actress would you like to see playing the lead character from your most recent book?
DIANA: Jennifer Lawrence if she was younger. Chloe is 18. Regrettably, I’m not up to date on my teenaged actresses!

ME: While you were writing, do you ever feel as if you were one of the characters?
DIANA: Sometimes yes. It depends on the scene. In truly emotional scenes, I try my best to connect with the character by thinking back on how I felt and/or reacted in similar situations. Then I channel those emotions into the prose.

Me: When did you decide to become a writer?
DIANA: I claimed, as many children do, to want to be a thousand different things when I grew up, including archaeologist, marine biologist, and barrel racer (a horseback sport here in the south!), but I always maintained that I would “write on the side.”  I wish I knew what made me want to be a writer, but I’m convinced it was a proclivity I was born with. My grandpa was an actor, drama teacher, and playwright, so maybe it’s in the genes. I also wish there was a romantic story I could share, something about how I listened to a TED Talk that changed my life by encouraging me to pursue my dreams, or how I ran into Stephen King near his home in Maine and showed him a short story that he thought was fantastic and I’ve written ever since. But my story’s pretty boring, unfortunately. I’ve always loved writing more than anything else and, despite countless doubts, fears, and frustrations, I’ve kept at it.

ME: Which writers inspire you?
DIANA: Steven Pressfield, Margaret George, Liane Moriarty, Michael Crichton, and F. Scott Fitzgerald

ME: Do you write on a typewriter, computer, dictate or longhand?
DIANA: I'm a laptop girl! I use Microsoft Word, which is pretty old school these days!

ME: Do you work to an outline or plot or do you prefer to just see where an idea takes you?
DIANA: I do a blend of both. I typically sketch out a three-act-structure outline (hearkening back to my screenwriting training), as well as a rough character sketch for each of my main characters. Then I jump in. I find it's much more enjoyable for me if I'm surprised each time I write. Before a scene, however, I do write down the scene's objective, as well as its problem, resolution, and valence shift. Then I know it's not just a filler scene with no purpose.

ME: Do you read much and if so who are your favorite authors.
DIANA: Yes! I make it a point to read every night. I think reading is one of the best ways to improve your own writing. My favorite authors are all the ones who inspire me, listed above.

ME: What book are you reading now?
DIANA: Big Little Lies by Liane Moriarty

ME: Do you think that giving books away free works and why?
DIANA: It depends on who the recipients are. If they're freebie hunters who gobble up any and all free books, then no. They probably won't even get around to ever reading your book. But if they're readers who genuinely enjoy your genre, then absolutely! It's a great way to generate word-of-mouth buzz for your book.

ME: How do you relax?
DIANA: Reading, playing board games, going to the movies, hanging out with my family

ME: What is your favorite quote?
DIANA: Permanence, perseverance and persistence in spite of all obstacles, discouragements, and impossibilities: It is this, that in all things distinguishes the strong soul from the weak.
Thomas Carlyle

ME: What advice would you give to aspiring writers?
DIANA: I love this piece of advice I from Joanna Penn: Find a balance between creativity and consumption.
Don’t feel like you have to choose writing mode over read/research/learn mode or vice versa. I strongly believe that writers should be in the practice of writing as close to daily as possible, so letting other activities – even advantageous ones – get in the way of creating is detrimental.

Even if you have a lot to learn about the publishing process, don’t wait to write until you’ve figured out your game plan. Even if you have to research The Revolutionary War for your next novel, don’t wait to start outlining until you’ve read your mountain of library books. Even if you want to write three novels in the next three months, don’t neglect your fiction-reading time, as reading fine work makes us finer artists.
I’ve found that balancing creating time with consuming time keeps me productive and allows me to learn and digest new info and material at a manageable rate.

ME: What does your writing process look like?
DIANA: Outline the minimum required amount, write the first draft, edit edit edit, coffee, coffee, coffee :)

ME: What is your least favorite part of the publishing / writing process?
DIANA: Marketing, for sure!

ME: Is there a certain type of scene that's harder for you to write than others? Love? Action? Racy?
DIANA: Action. There are so many intricate parts that compose a great action scene. You have to choreograph it so it's easy to visualize, while also including key sensory details and homing in on the point-of-view character's emotions and physiology.

ME: Did you learn anything from writing your book(s) and what was it?
DIANA: I've learned that writing is a lot like working out. The more you do it, the stronger (better) you get and the more confident you become!

ME: Name one entity that you feel supported you outside of family members.
DIANA: Joanna Penn of thecreativepenn.com. I don't know her personally but her podcasts are a constant source of inspiration, motivation, and encouragement.

ME: Which famous person, living or dead would you like to meet and why?
DIANA: Homer. The Iliad and The Odyssey made me fall in love with Greek mythology. I would love to hear what his writing process was like, as well as what his advice is for aspiring writers!

ME: What is your favorite theme/genre to write about?
DIANA: This is tough! I don't think I have a favorite, but I do love Greek mythology. I don't think I'll ever grow tired of writing about it!

ME: What is your favorite theme/genre to read?
DIANA: I love historical fiction, epic fantasy, and chick lit as a guilty pleasure.

ME: What secret talents do you have?
DIANA: None! So boring! I am pretty strong though. I can deadlift two and half times my bodyweight ;-).

ME: If you had a superpower, what would it be?
DIANA: Either invisibility or telekinesis.

ME: Where is one place you want to visit that you haven't been before?
DIANA: Greece!


ME: How can readers discover more about you and you work? i.e. Website: Blog: Facebook: Twitter: Lnkedin: Pinterest: Amazon Author Page: Smashwords: Book Links: (* American, UK, etc.) Goodreads.
DIANA:

TWITTER    INSTAGRAM    PINTEREST    WEBSITE
      

ME: Is there anything else you would like to add that I haven’t included?
DIANA: N/A

ME: Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to take part in this interview.
DIANA: Thank you so much for having me! It's been a pleasure! 

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

RELEASE BLITZ


Playing House
by J. Haney
New Adult Polyamorous Romance


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I was born and raised in Kentucky. I reside in Greenup County, Kentucky with my family. My debut novel, An Unexpected Love, released August 2015. I’m a single momma to my nine-year-old daughter, Jessalyn Kristine. I also take care and homeschool my autistic cousin, Aiden Sean, he’s ten years old. I love photography and seeing what I can capture through the lens! I’ve been plus size modeling for over a year and have been on multiple pattern covers now. Both kids model as well, I suppose you can call us “One Big Modeling Family”. I’m probably the biggest book whore, I know. I love books of all genres and get excited when I’m introduced to a new author. I’m often told I act like a kid in the candy shop, which I could totally see!





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Hey you, remember me? Yea, I’m that girl from the wrong side of the tracks. Yes, that one with two lovers. Sheesh is that all I’ll ever be known as now? Last you heard from me I was moving in with one of my lovers. Remember how I said my life wasn’t like an 80’s movie? I was kind of wrong, because I did find my knight only mine came in two.

My life now is not all pizza and beers for our little triad. As per usual my jacked-up past has come calling back at me. Yeah, you know the one I’m talking about or should I say hate talking about.

Suppose you should come on and find out what I’m going on about.


*Trigger Warning
**Sexual Abuse
***Polyamory
****Erotic Themes incl: M/M M/F/M
*****Drug Use


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Copyright © 2017 J. Haney Playing House (A Heart Strings Love Affair, Book 2)
Between dealing with my father’s house and the guys breathing down my neck, I need a break. I run upstairs for my shoes, then wait for them to settle in. Clayton takes off and Vic’s messing around in the kitchen when I barrel out the door.
I head for the one place I know I can get rid of this stress. I see Clayton, so I push down a little harder on the gas, drop the gearshift, and fly past him. I just need space every now and then. Since I moved in with Clayton, I don’t get a lot of me time. I’m always split between Vic and Clayton, except when Wayde and Adam are joining us.
I pull up to a place out by the warehouses where we like to drag race. It’s a bit of old road that comes to a dead end that no one uses anymore. Hungry Like the Wolf by Duran, Duran is playing on the radio when I roll down the window to let Mike know that I want in on the action tonight. I hand him two hundred to place my bet, then head for the line, no clue who I’m facing off against. That is till I pull up to the line and I’ll be damned if Harmand isn’t sitting in the car beside me. Fucker must have got a new car because I haven’t seen this one before. It’s a silver Mustang, brand new, and I’m sure it’s got all the bells and whistles under the hood. Too bad, though, it ain’t got shit on my Hemi.
Harmand motions for me to roll down my window, so I do. “You ready to lose, Princess?” he shouts, revving his engine.
“I ain’t losing shit. You need to go back and tell them you need to change spots because the chick that whipped your ass is about to do it again.”
“Come on now, Princess, don’t you want to play a little? I know you used to love playing with me.”
“Pig. Can’t you find someone else to pester?”
“Not tonight. Oh, I meant to tell you, I can’t wait for next weekend. It’s that time again.”
I roll up my window, I don’t want to listen to it anymore. I know what he’s talking about, but I don’t live there anymore, so he’s going to be shit out of luck.
Mike taps the hoods and we roll down the windows as he goes over the rules. “To the dividers and back, first one over the line wins!” he shouts over the crowd of kids. Cars are lined up on both sides of the drag, all up and down the line, their headlights beaming, showing the trail. I nod, gripping the steering wheel.
“Ready to eat my dust, Princess?” Harmand shouts.
“Suck my cock!” I yell back as Giselle steps out in front of us to set us up. I’m half tempted to aim for her. She puts her arms up and with a twist of her hips, drops the flags and we go.
I drop into second fast, turning it up as Harmand gains on me at the midpoint, we are neck and neck as we approach the divider. I hit third and slam past him, my tires squealing as I pop up on two wheels, making the sharp turn. I floor it as I see him gaining on me again. Just when I think I’ve got him beat, he grabs my drift and is right alongside me. I glance at him and I can see it in his eyes, he’s gonna slam me. He cocks the wheel and I have to turn to avoid getting hit. I feel the front-end slip. Fuck, I’ve hit a patch of ice! BAM! I’m in the ravine and smoke and metal are twisting up around me. My chest hits the steering column, but the seatbelt keeps me in place.
Fuck, that hurt. Kids are running up to me as I unbuckle and Mike pulls me out of the car. “My baby,” I say, kicking out as Mike grabs hold of me, pulling me back as the fire starts. He drags me up the ravine as kids look on and to my horror, the car goes up in flames. I can hear the doors all around me slamming shut, tires squealing as they all hightail it out of there, all the while somebody is screaming. Turns out that somebody is me.




 


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