Thursday, May 30, 2013

Liza interviews Pippa Jay-Gethyon

Hello peeps. Today we interview Pippa Jay about her book Gethyon.

Peep Rep: Is that a dragon?

Liza: No, it's a boy.

Peep Rep: Sounds like a dragon.

Liza: Trust me Peep Rep, you don't want to piss this boy off. He carries major weaponry.

Peep Rep: Oh! It's a truly lovely moniker. My favorite name ever.

Liza: Wise change of face. Here's Pippa Jay. Welcome to my humble abode.

Pippa: Glad to be here.

Peep Rep: You have feathers...are you part bird?

Liza: Pippa, I've only one rule: No talking to Peep Rep.

Pippa: Then why do you let him ask me questions?

Liza: Let him? I have no control of Peep Rep. My followers elected him. They are entirely responsible for him. Now let's move on to your interview. What is your favorite part of writing?


Pippa: Creating new worlds and characters. Who wouldn't love that?! Not that I have any god-like delusions of power or anything... :P

Liza: Actually, I find creating characters removes all delusion of power. I plan for them to do XYZ and they blow me off and do LMOP and end with a W. 

Pippa: Oh, I've had that too. But ultimately I get the final say in their fate. Bwah-ha-haaa!

Liza: Maybe I should develop an evil laugh like yours to scare them into submission. I'll work on that. In the meantime, is there anything you don’t like about being a writer?

Pippa: Some of the weird attitudes or reactions you get from people when you tell them you’re an author. Some think you must be incredibly rich and famous, then think you can't be a proper author if your book isn't on the shelves of their local bookshop. Or they don't realize how much work actually goes into a book, and that it's not a week's worth of tapping away at a computer, off to your publisher and out the following week, so when you say your book won't be out until up to a year later, they're confused.

Liza: Yeah, I used to wonder why authors took so long between books. I thought all the fame gave them writer's block

Pippa: My poor husband sees it as some kind of insanity that he hopes is temporary. 

Liza: You probably shouldn't have said that.

BREAKING FOXLIKE NEWS - No time to fact check.

Pippa Jay's husband has declared Pippa Temporarily Insane. He's searching for an asylum built like a spaceship to beam her up to.


Pippa: What was that? 

Liza: Ignore those. They never get their facts right. You were saying...

Pippa: Fortunately, the more contracts and sales I get, the more he's been persuaded that this *is* a proper job, and not just some hobby I spend too much time on. 

Liza: What do your kids think about your writing.

Pippa: My kids thought it was boring, until their teachers showed an interest - now they think it's cool, and eldest wants to be a writer too.

Liza: Well you have to admit watching someone write a novel is right up there with watching paint dry--unless you are the type who acts out the scenes as you write.


Pippa: Er… *looks shifty*


Liza: What's the best piece of advice anyone has ever offered you about writing?

Pippa: Get it writ. Worry about fixing the issues/typos/phrasing after the first draft is done.

Liza: Excellent 'showing'! Get it writ, indeed!
Now what part of your book took you most out of your comfort zone?

Pippa: Writing the technology. I love tech but I'm always worried I'll get the science wrong and someone will pick me up on it. It's been a long time since I did Physics at school.

Liza: Well, if you are basing your physics on what we believed ten years back, you have reason to fear. Honestly, they should only allow ebook physic texts, with daily downloads changing the 'facts'.

BREAKING FOXLIKE NEWS- no time to fact check.

Liza O'Connor wants all students to fail Physics by testing them on constantly changing complex realities that they've never read because they didn't exist until 1 minute before the test.

Liza: See how I ignore the reports? What part of your book was the hardest to write?

Pippa: Killing one of the secondary characters.

Liza: Yeah, that's really hard. I did it once, then went into months of mourning, finally returning to my story and bringing my character back to life. I just couldn't go on without him. It turns out I loved the ugly mug.

So how'd you come up with this story? 

Pippa: The main character had been in the back of my mind for years, ever since I'd decided my heroine from another set of stories would have a family. But it wasn't until I'd had my debut novel contracted that he really took shape in my head. I had a few ideas of what I wanted. There were going to be spaceships - SPACESHIPS!! - and more technology, and I based the earlier sections on my son, who was the same age as my young hero at the time. And a certain Tatooine farmboy had a lot of influence too.

Liza: What's a Tatooine?

Pippa:*reminds self that not everyone is a Star Wars fanatic* It’s a planet with a binary sun. Home to Luke Skywalker. *dreamy smile*


Liza: Describe both the heroine and hero and let us guess which is which: 

Pippa: One is Frustrated. Adventurous. Smart. Strong. Resolute.
The other is: Loyal. Guilt-ridden. Fiery. Altruistic. Wise.

Liza: Okay, Peeps. This is test to see if you really are reading my excessively long blogs. Which is which?  Here's my call: The first list matches me exactly, so I'm guessing that's me and the second one sounds like my dog, Jess.

Pippa: You really are as bad as I was warned.

Liza. Thanks. So who's your favorite character in the book?

Pippa: I love Jinx, my bounty hunter. She's small and sassy, and despite being one of the bad guys I can't really hate her. There's so much more to her than readers will see in this particular story.

Liza: I'm hearing Sequel!

How would you describe your relationship with your muse? 

Pippa: Our relationship? Tempestuous! She's easily distracted, capricious, and as hard to pin down as catching dandelion fluff in a tornado. But I've found she dislikes housework even more than I do, so if she isn't playing ball, that's what I do. 


Liza: Have you ever required intervention?



Pippa: Intervention? No. Maybe the odd restraining order. :P



BREAKING FOXLIKE NEWS- no time to fact check



Pippa Jay has taken out a restraining order against her muse because she refused to do housework while Pippa played ball. 

Liza: If you met an alien from outer space, how would  you explain what you  (as an author) actually do.


Pippa: Lol, if they're like the Thermians from Galaxy Quest, I guess I'd have to tell them I tell lies. But I hope they have a better translator than Google Translate or we could be in trouble!


Liza: Well, that concludes my interview. Let's get to your book.

Peep Rep: Glad I took back my dragon comment. So what's the book about?

Pippa: Abandoned by his mother after his father’s death, Gethyon Rees feels at odds with his world and longs to travel the stars. But discovering he has the power to do so leaves him scarred for life. Worse, it alerts the Siah-dhu—a dark entity that seeks his kind for their special abilities—to his existence, and sets a bounty hunter on his trail.

When those same alien powers lead Gethyon to commit a terrible act, they also aid his escape. Marooned on the sea-world of Ulto Marinos, Gethyon and his twin sister must work off their debt to the Seagrafter captain who rescued them while Gethyon puzzles over their transportation. How has he done this? And what more is he capable of?
Before he can learn any answers, the Wardens arrive to arrest him for his crime. Can his powers save him now? And where will he end up next?

Liza: Don't ask me. I have read the book yet.


Peep Rep: That's because  the blurb is for a book not yet released.


Liza: Oh...nevermind. Maybe we have an excerpt:





He couldn’t move. His feet seemed pinned to the floor, his muscles locked into rigid immobility. The Siah-dhu howled at him, their voice leeching all will and all power from him. Despite the sparks of power within him, the darkness writhed through his gut, gnawing with jagged teeth as it twisted though his mind. It was hunger magnified a thousand times, as if the vacuum of space had opened up inside him. He fell to his knees.


Gethyon. Not quite a voice, not quite any sound he had ever heard, the Siah-dhu called his name. The roiling mass drew closer. A chill gale blasted over him and snatched all the breath and warmth from him, sucking the life out of him.



“No.” The single word snatched him back from the edge. He hadn’t come so far or lost so much to surrender. As the Siah-dhu pulsed toward him intent on his consumption, he forced himself up again and turned his back on the shadows. It was the hardest thing he had ever done, to resist that pull into oblivion. The edges of the black cloud twined around him, incorporeal fingers striving to grasp him, seething forward to swallow him…



The world disappeared.



Peep Rep: Wow, that's a great excerpt! When is this book coming out?


Pippa: Thanks, Peep Rep! The 3rd June. *excited bounce* Oh, whoops, forgot I’m not meant to talk to you…

Liza: Pippa! You only had one rule to follow: Don't talk to Peep Rep.


Pippa: Sorry, it turns out harder than I thought.

Liza: Here's stalking, or should I say: staulking, links if you want to follow our fine feathered friend.

Website  Blog   Goodreads    Twitter    Facebook    Google+



And her bio:

A stay-at-home mum of three who spent twelve years working as an Analytical Chemist in a Metals and Minerals laboratory, Pippa Jay bases her stories on a lifetime addiction to science-fiction books and films. Somewhere along the line a touch of romance crept into her work and refused to leave. Between torturing her characters, she spends the odd free moments trying to learn guitar, indulging in freestyle street dance and drinking high-caffeine coffee. Although happily settled in historical Colchester in the UK with her husband of 20 years, she continues to roam the rest of the Universe in her head. Her works have won a SFR Galaxy Award, and finaled in the Readers Favorite Award Contest and the Gulf Coast RWA Chapter Silken Sands Self-Published Star Award.

Liza: I love British authors, their voice has such a soothing accent. So leave a comment and maybe Pippa will respond with a British comment. 

Monday, May 27, 2013

Liza Kidnaps Kylie Wolfe- Rayven's Keep

It's been awhile since I kidnapped anyone, so last night I went out shopping and found me an author. 

Peep Rep: Someday you're going to get arrested. *smiles happily*

Liza: And someday you're going to be less annoying. So guess who my guest is.

Peep Rep: I can't. You've placed yellow sticky paper on the top of your computer where the name resides.

Liza: I'll give you a hint:

Peep Rep: Oh God, you're interviewing an extinct dodo bird?

Liza: Never...well not unless they write a novel. It's your hint. My kidnapped victim's picture is rarer than a dodo bird. 

Peep Rep: That is the worst hint ever.

Liza: Guess now:

Pep Reep: Can you tell me your name?

Kidnapped Victim: I'm Kylie Wolfe. Are you here to rescue me?

Liza: No, he's just a useless annoyance my followers have pawned off on me. And if you ever want to be released, you'll have to follow my one rule: Never talk to Peep Rep.

Kylie: Sorry. Can you tell me why I was kidnapped?

Liza: Sure. I was bored and wanted a good book. You seem to have one, so I brought you both home with me.

Kylie: You mean kidnapped me!

Liza: Semantics. Allow me to unveil you, so you can talk about your book.
Kylie: Thank you! I was about to suffocate.

Liza: So here's the book I took. It's yours, right?
Kylie: That's my baby.

Liza: It looks like a full-grown book to me. What's the genre?

Kylie: It's a Sci-Fi Romance.

Liza: Oh, I love those. Tell me all about it.

Kylie: If you insist...



The last thing he needs is the complication of a spoiled heiress.

All Tru Creighton wants is to be taken seriously by her wealthy and powerful family. When she discovers inconsistencies in one of the family holdings, she decides to prove her worth by investigating. After she’s stranded on a foreign planet with no way home and with her life in jeopardy, she puts herself in the questionable care of Nick Rayven.

Nick Rayven knows all about survival. A former soldier and refugee from a world destroyed by war, his focus is solely on carving a new place for himself and his growing business. When he finds himself stuck with Tru Creighton, his life is turned upside down by murder, drugs and an interplanetary conspiracy. To complicate matters more, her presence awakens emotions and feelings he thought long dead.

Nick’s strong sense of duty prevents him from acting on the growing attraction between them, but Tru doesn’t have the same qualms. She willingly follows where her heart leads–straight to the enigmatic, honorable man who is fighting to keep her safe. Will she be able to convince him they belong together? 

Liza: Don't ask me, I haven't read it. But I want to. Can you read me an excerpt by memory?

Kylie: From memory? Seriously? I'll give it a shot.

Copyright 2013, Kylie Wolf
All rights reserved, Lyrical Press, Inc.

Liza: Hold on, what with the copyright reminder?

Kylie: Well you did steal me from my home...

Liza: Good point. Okay go on with the Excerpt.

Tru’s breath hitched, and she covered her mouth with her hands. She looked at Nick, appalled she would lose her temper with him after everything he’d been through for her. Until the words had left her mouth she had not realized how much being just a client truly bothered her. Her growing feelings for Nick and the kiss they’d shared earlier had made the niggling doubts resurface.

She was afraid Nick might decide the kiss they’d shared was a mistake and the reason he was in such a hurry to get back in space was to return her home now his duty was done. It was irrational, disconcerting and wholly inappropriate, given the circumstances, and she regretted the words as soon as they left her mouth.

Nick struggled to take a few swallows of water, never taking his gaze off her. His eyes looked slightly unfocused from the pain medication and twin frown lines drew his brows together. She could see he was having trouble grasping what she was upset about.

“You aren’t just a client,” he said, his tone weary.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” Her fingers plucked at the bedding. “I don’t know what came over me.” She moved closer, removed the water cylinder from his lax fingers and placed it on the table, close enough he could reach it in future.

“S’no problem,” Nick said, his words running together. “Need sleep.” His eyes drifted closed only to blink back open as she moved away. 

“No, don’t leave.”

She turned back and returned to the side of his bed, unsure what to do. He barely had the energy to pat the bed to indicate he wanted her to lie down with him.

“You want me to climb into bed with you?” He scooted slowly to the opposite side, leaving enough room for her to lie down. “I don’t think it’s a good idea, Nick. What if I hurt you?”

“Won’t.”

“But…” she didn’t get a chance to finish her sentence before he frowned, reached for her hand and tugged her down.

Giving in, she stretched out beside him, making sure she didn’t touch any of his injuries. She laid her head on the pillow, and once she settled, he sighed.

“Better,” he mumbled, looking on the edge of sleep.

Tru watched him as his breathing evened out and deepened. His dark lashes made crescent shadows against his pale cheeks, but the swelling on his eye was almost gone. Bruises had rapidly changed color from deep purple to acid yellow. All vied with the shadow of his beard and almost hid the healing cuts. Deep lines fanned out from his eyes and added to his battered look.

Her heart twisted. She was in love with him, deeply and irrevocably. Careful not to wake him, she touched a fingertip to his mouth and brushed his lips before dropping away.

“I love you, Nick Rayven,” she whispered, certain he was asleep and wouldn’t hear her.

Peep Rep: I want to buy this book. Do you have links?

Kylie: My book is available for pre-order through iTunes and the release date is June 3 for Amazon, Barnes & Noble and Lyrical. 
ISBN: 9781616504632

Investigative Peep: Sorry I'm late, but I dug up some interesting information about your guest.

Kylie: Do I look like a guest? I'm wrapped in a hundred yards of nylon rope!

Liza: Ignore my guest, what have you got?

IP: Here's the scoop. Since she first discovered books, Kylie Wolfe has had a love affair with the written word.   She freely admits to being a dreamer, first and foremost, and it was a natural progression from there to writing.


Travel to other planets and conversations with sentient computers are all part of a normal day.  She feels she has done her job well as a writer if a reader can feel the weightlessness of space, finds it normal to visit other planets and roots for the hero to win the girl.

Liza: Well, I'm lucky I caught her at home.  

IP: Oh, I should mentions she's got a giant space cat with laser eyes.

Liza: That doesn't sound good.

IP: It's not. You need to wrap this up, because I think he's in the spacecraft hovering over your home.

Liza: Okay Kylie, say something nice about my book and I'll let you go.

Kylie: Your book?

Liza: Yes, either Saving Casey, which is out, or you can compliment Worst Week Ever coming out in July, or Ghost Lover coming out in December. 


Yogi: Pet Kylie, I have come to your rescue. Evil Liza prepare to die.

Liza: Hold on! You can't kill me. I'm a fellow author. 

Kylie: She's right. You can't kill her.

Yogi: Maim her a bit?

Kylie: No, then people will discover you aren't a normal cat and we'll have to leave earth for good.

Yogi: Then untie my pet and I'll take her home.

Liza: Not until she says something nice about my book. Only it looks like I'm going to have to read one of my books to her, because she hasn't read any of them.

Yogi: Hold on. I uploaded all your computer files and assimilated the information. May I speak for her. 

Liza: Go for it.

Yogi: All three books are very well written. Saving Casey will make you laugh, cry, and yell. Worst Week Ever made me laugh until my tummy hurt and Ghost Lover made me laugh and fall in love with humans all over again. There. Will you untie my pet so I can take her home and snuggle away her trauma.

Liza: Okay. Here you go--
And there she's goes. 
Well, that was fun, 
Oh here's what you need to know to stalk Kylie, but do so respectfully. You do not want to run afoul of Yogi.

Kylie lives in the Pacific Northwest.  
You can email her at kyliewolfe1@gmail.com or visit her website at http://www.kyliewolfe.com

Leave a comment. I'm sure Yogi will port off responses to your supportive words.

Amaleen Ison's COVER REVEAL FOR REMEMBER ME


Welcome Peeps Today we have Amaleen Ison's beautiful cover reveal. At the count of three everyone say ooooooooh.

Liza: One--

Peep Rep: Ahhhhhhh. Pretty!

Liza: Two, Three. *sighs*

Peep Rep: What's it about?


BLURB


Sera isn’t living. She’s existing—barely. Bedbound by illness, she has no memory of life before the freezing barn she now calls home. A mournful song haunts her dreams and hints at a past not completely buried—one she’s desperate to uncover. Yet Father’s whirlwind visits to draw blood and administer medication don’t provide answers. He only confirms the one thing she already knows; she’s dying.

A lonely death without ever knowing her past seems inevitable until a sudden, mystifying return to health coincides with the arrival of a boy in the opposite out-building. The inextricable pull to the stranger, and the broken memories that storm her mind when he’s near, warn of a history quite different to any she could have imagined. If she’s to uncover the truth she craves, she’ll have to decide whether knowledge of the past is worth forfeiting her second chance at life.


Amaleen Ison is a married mother of one. She lives with her family in Hertfordshire, England, along with her cats (Oscar and Winston), guinea pig ( LouLou), and gerbils (Blackberry and Pumpkinseed). She writes Young Adult fantasy stories that meander into a variety of sub-genres.
As a child, Amaleen lived most of her life in her head. She imagined herself in mystical lands populated by the weird and wonderful. She still spends way too much time daydreaming, but now she writes about her imaginings and weaves them into stories. The fantasy element is always important, but more so the hodgepodge of emotions that arise from her characters first time experiences.
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Saturday, May 25, 2013

Liza Reviews Watershed by CD Brennan


Watershed
by
Cd Brennan





She left home to find herself...and found love along the way.

Maggie isn’t looking for love on her backpacking trip through Australia. She’s got enough man troubles back in Ireland. Australia is her escape, a place of adventure where she can create memories to last a lifetime.

But some memories won’t be left behind.
Gray is ready to quit hiring backpackers to help with the work on his remote Queensland cattle station when Maggie turns up. She’s just passing through, but the connection they forge during the long nights herding cattle won’t be so easily cast aside.

CONTENT WARNING: A strong-willed Irish heroine, a stubborn Australian hero, and oceans of difference to bridge for love.

A Lyrical Press Contemporary Romance





“In Ireland we have the Banshee.” Maggie broke Gray’s daydreaming with a start. “She is the omen of death and the messenger from the Otherworld.”
She continued in a whisper. “Often she appears an old hag. Folklore says she may also appear as a stunningly beautiful woman.” Maggie raised her brow at him, her eyes twinkling with fun.

Gray threw his head back and laughed, and she joined him. There was no shaking her. He decided he wasn’t going to best Maggie, and for the first time in a long time he was content with that.

He shifted so she had to settle against him. He heard her sigh as he wrapped his arm around her. They sat watching the fire, listening to the sounds of the bush settle for the night. It was peaceful and, Gray had to admit, romantic. He smiled, fulfilled after a long day’s hard work, some good bush tucker and a beautiful woman by his side. He had almost worked up enough courage to kiss her when she shivered, wrapping her arms around herself.

“I’m going to sleep.” Pulling off her trainers, she climbed into her swag. “Goodnight.”


Lovely Irish lass Maggie has left Ireland to travel Australia. However, the normal tourist sites left her feeling as if she were still missing out on discovering the true Australia. When she gets invited to work on a cattle station instead of continue her meaningless travel with other tourists, she doesn't hesitate.  

Well, maybe she has a doubt or two when the bus drops her off on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere and she waits in the hot sun for her friend's daughter to pick her up and take her to the cattle station. And waits. And melts. As a heat stroke settles in, she starts to question the wisdom of her spontaneous decision to skip the travel package and wander off into the bush.

Finally, a handsome, tall Aussie stops and after a bit of toying with her, he admits he's her ride. His late nonchalance riles Maggie and her Irish temper flares. When she scolds him for being so late and leaving her cooking in the hot sun he gives it right back. "If I had known you were dressed for Bondi Beach, I might have tried to get here a bit sooner." 

What a rude, ungentlemanly, fellow Gray is.

Despite her initial dislike, the sexual tension between the two clearly snaps and crackles as he takes her to the family ranch, Gemfield. There she meets Gray's brother Travis and receives a warm welcome from Travis'  charming wife Josephine who is in dire need of company.

The dance between Gray and Maggie begins with a great deal of misunderstandings to prevent matters from going as we want. I'll let you discover those yourself.

I once spent four months wandering about Australia, and met my fair share of Aussies along the way. CD Brennan's story is wonderfully authentic and as I read it, I kept saying 'yes' that's how they act, this is exactly how they'd respond. I thought it an incredibly engaging story from start to finish, filled with events you truly would experience if you followed in Maggie's footsteps.

The only thing I might take issue with, and I don't deduct for this in my rating of a book, is its title. While I realize the name might be appropriate on several levels once I finished it, I didn't see the relevance for a long time, so I kept forgetting the title. Even worse, I fear it might be putting people off from reading it at all.

This is a wonderful story of a young Irish girl breaking with her constrictive, pre-planned life and discovering love and life in the outback. It's full of fun, danger and misunderstandings. But be warned, reading it may make you want to go on your own Australian walkabout.

I highly recommend this book, giving it 5 stars because it's authentic, engaging, uplifting, and made my day better for reading it.


I won this book on a blog one day. 
Turned out to be a great win for me. 

Buy Links
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Author Bio
Having traveled and lived all over the world, Cd Brennan now talks with a strange accent, a mix of distant terminology, a blend of culturally cute but confusing euphemisms that leaves everyone looking at her with a blank stare. Luckily, her Australian husband (who she met in Ireland) and her two Aussie/Yankee sons have no problem understanding her – well, except for the word “NO”.
Now settled back “home” in Michigan, she enjoys reliving her glory days by writing about them. She considers the last fifteen years abroad the perfect research for her Love Where You Roam series; matchmaking women and men from different cultures, even different hemispheres, helping them find their true one across oceans of difference.
As destiny plays a hand in all the stories, Cd Brennan truly believes that what is for you, won’t pass you by. She hopes to inspire others to get out there: “Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” [Mark Twain]  And of course, fall in love.
Get in touch with her at www.cdbrennan.com


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Friday, May 24, 2013

Meet Trent Lancaster from Worst Week Ever


Portrait of Trent Lancaster painted by Liza O'Connor

IP's Investigative Report of Trent Lancaster:


6'
170 lbs

Generally thought to be 
good looking, 
well coiffed, 
clean shaven, 
arrogant, 
spoiled and 
incredibly needy. 

A billionaire.


Even rumpled, notice how expensive his silk shirt looks. 
Not a hair is out of place.



Sometimes you'll glimpse a truly good man in Trent. Carrie often brings out those moments. 



But he was raised without parental love so its much more natural for him to act out and be horrible than to be kind.



As a Lancaster his father taught him the following:


SIT!
QUIET!
LEAVE!

As he got older, he learned more meaningful things:


Grandmother's advise:
NEVER WEAR SOMETHING YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO BE PHOTOGRAPHED IN

A FIRST IMPRESSION IS ONLY MADE ONCE, BUT LASTS A LIFETIME

Lawyer's advice:

NEVER TALK TO THE POLICE WITHOUT YOUR LAWYER


Father's Advice:
A LANCASTER NEVER EXPLAINS ANYTHING

His father also told him daily that he was the worst businessman in existence and he'd drive the business into the ground before the year was out.

On his dying bed, he also made Trent promise never to fire Sam, the driver.

Why does he care about Sam, the driver?

For more about Worst Week Ever