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Monday, October 31, 2011

Welcome Author Lisa Darling


Where do you hail from and what do you love most about your hometown?
I still live in my hometown of New London, Connecticut.  It's a small city on the southeastern coastline of the state and, in many ways, is very typically New England but with all of the modern-day problems of a big city.
As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up? How has that childhood dream affected your career?
I knew from 4th grade that I would be a writer and I never deviated from that path.
Tell us about your latest book.  Do you have anything new in the works and can you tell us a bit about it?
My latest novel "Child of War-A God is Born" is the sequel to "The Heart of War" which was released in 2010. The "Of War" series revolves around Ares God of War, a fey named Maggie MacLeod with whom he falls in love and the Olympians are unhappy with his choice of a bride as there is much bad blood between the Olympians and the Celts.  In "Child of War-A God is Born" Ares and Alena welcome their son Raven into the world but the boy is quite the handful.  If you've ever met 'Damien' then you'll think that kid's an absolute angel once you get to know Raven.  The next book in the series is actually the second part to this story, "Child of War-Rising Son" will release near the beginning of 2012 with the last book in the series, "Spoils of War" releasing late in 2012.
Have you ever used contemporary events or stories “ripped from the headlines” in your work?
I have yet to write a full story on that premise but I do have to do research when it comes to certain things. I often find something in fairly recent headlines that I can work in to add a little oomph to a story.
Is there anything you find particularly challenging about writing?
Getting going!  With all seriousness, just starting can be the biggest challenge.  Staring at the blank screen can be the most daunting task of all.
What advice would you give to writers just starting out?
Above everything else, be true to yourself and whatever story/article you're working on.  Don't be discouraged if something doesn't come out right the first time around, that's what the editing process and the 'delete' button are for!
Do you ever suffer from writer's block? If so, what do you do about it?
All of us do at one point or another.  For me it's worst at the start of a story if I don't have a good swift kick in the ass from the Muse but it can strike at any time.  Usually it means I'm off track somewhere, I screwed something up, I put something in too early or whatever.  Once I go back and I find it then things pick up and move along once more.
Who is your favorite author and why? What books have most influenced your life?
Stephen King no one's ever been able to completely pull me into a story the way he does. He can take the most mundane thing (like, say, the family dog) and turn into something horrific. My All-Time favorite books are: "The Stand", "IT", both by Stephen King. I also still love the "Flowers in the Attic" series by VC Andrews and have several soft spots for the works of Jacqueline Susann and Harold Robbins.
How did you deal with rejection letters?
I used to cry, get sloshed, and go into a major fit of depression.  Not very constructive, was it? LOL  That was back in the day when the typical response was 'no response' and you actually considered yourself lucky if you received a rejection letter because it meant someone actually looked at your work.  Today rejection slips are actually  'nice'.  A lot of agents/publishers will actually take the time to tell you why 'your story isn't right for us at this time'. It could be you solicited the wrong place or person or just hit them at the wrong time.  The best thing you can do for yourself and what I learned the hard way is; never take it personally.  For the writer it's their heart and soul, their baby, but in the end, it's really 'just business'.
What tools do you feel are must-haves for writers?
A vivid imagination is a must, other than that all you need is a pen, a pad of paper, and some downtime.
Where do you as an author draw the line on gory descriptions and/or erotic content?
I don't. For me there is no 'line'.  The story goes where the story goes and it does what it wants.  If readers can't handle it then that's their problem not mine.
What's the weirdest thing you've ever done in the name of research?
Hummm….I can think of a lot of weird things I've done that have ended up in stories as little tid-bits but I've never had to try out a new sexual position for a story to see if it worked….yes, that means I have done the things you read about it.
Don't forget to give us links to your website etc.
Website: http://www.moonsmusings.com/lbdarling
Blog: http://lbdarling.wordpress.com
Facebook: http://facebook.com/lbdarling (that's the new 'fanpage')
Twitter: lb_darling


PROMO:
THE HEART OF WAR
BLURB:
Inside the Heart of every Warrior breathes the Soul of a Hero--even within The Heart of War.
Meet Ares God of War, the greatest Warrior the world has ever known. He's moody, grumpy, dominant, ravenously sexual, and above all, built like a Greek God.

Suspected of killing his Daughter in-Law, Psyche, and long in exile from Olympus, the solitude of Ares' secluded Greek Isle is interrupted when Magdalena MacLeod a plucky little Fey washes up on his shore after believing she's been shipwrecked. It's not mere fate that has brought the unlikely couple together yet it may be what tears them apart.

Branded with a golden chastity belt bearing the mark of Cernunnos, Celtic God of the Forest and Death, Alena has been on the run from her husband the Great Horned God for 200 years.

When the Olympians discover her presence on Ares' island, they send Apollo to the island while Ares is away with orders to bring her to Olympus. With nowhere to run and strikes a bargain with the God of War--her virginity for his protection.

Ares sees a sweeter deal; her in his bed and himself back in his rightful place on Olympus among the Gods. If it means turning Alena over to Zeus afterward, well that's of no consequence to him...is it?
After Alena proves herself to the God of War in battle and in his bed, Ares must choose between his Divinely Dysfunctional Family, his pride, and Alena.

Get lost in this sweeping dark saga of lust, rage, revenge, and redemption. Battle Ancient Gods while falling in love with Ares God of War and Alena MacLeod. They share a love that will rock the world from the heights of Olympus to the Celtic moors.

Heart of War
GENRE: Erotic Paranormal Romance
LENGTH: Novel-516 pgs.
HEAT LEVEL-HOT
SEXUAL ORIENTATION-M/F
CONTENT WARNINGS- The Heart of War contains scenes of graphic sex and violence. As such, this novel is intended for ADULTS ONLY it is NOT recommended for the Faint of Heart or for the Harlequin/Avon/"Twilight" reader.

Excerpt: Letting the softness of her touch and the warmth of her body comfort him, Ares closed his eyes and drew in the peaceful shelter she offered. "It's not you. It's Them."

The Olympians were quite the Divinely Dysfunctional Family. Alena had never seen or heard so much bitter bickering from one clan. If that was her Family, she might be damn happy that she lived in Exile on a beautiful island such as this. "They're awful." She whispered in his ear careful not to let any prying ears overhear. Ares gave out a deep chuckle and then another sigh as his hand rose up to caress her arm. She thought of how brave, how daring, and even dashing, Ares had been as he stood there telling all of them they could not have her. When she listened to him speak of Artemis, Alena nearly cried. Then she had been stunned into silence having expected the God of War to hand her over, maybe not with ease but readily enough, in return for his crown and scepter. "Thank you for keeping your promise."
"You expected this chauvinistic pig to do less." Ares mused still with his eyes closed. "Everyone does."
Under her hands, beneath the thick pad of fur her fingers were twirling, Alena felt the steady beat of his heart. It too was brave and strong. "Why did you do it?"

Last night, Ares indulged himself in the pleasures Alena had to offer not in the name of any barter. Not for any affection. Just, simply, because the opportunity arose and he took it as he always did. Come morning, Ares expected that he would turn her over to the Olympians in exchange for those things so wrongfully taken from him. For all her intrigue and mystery, she was still, disposable. Unimportant. Superfluous. For centuries, all he thought about was going home and the chance finally fell into his lap, Ares thought it was a Gift from the Gods.

Yet when Zeus unknowingly presented all of them with irrefutable proof of Ares' innocence, he had the gall to make more demands upon him instead of lifting Ares' exile. It wasn't that Ares minded going to War, it was after all, his Thing. He wanted revenge for Artemis as much as much as any of them. Couldn't Zeus see that? Surely, he did, he must know this much about his Son. It was then that Ares realized none of it was about Justice, just Power. Nothing ever changed on Olympus. Standing there in the Great Chamber, Ares started wondering why he ever wanted to go back to Olympus. Why return to all of that bickering and backstabbing when he could stay on his island with her?

Last night she was expendable. Tonight that was no longer the case and he wasn't sure where the tide turned or even how it had done so. Ares understood that Vindication wasn't the Gift the Gods sent him; Alena was. With five thousand years behind him and, if all went all, another four or five thousand ahead of him, Ares was too old to mince words, too old to play stupid or coy. He wondered how much time his pretty little Fey had ahead of her. "I'd rather have one night with you here on my island than a ten thousand more nights with them on Olympus."
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THE HEART OF WAR is available in paperback through Amazon.com and other online retailers, in e-book through Kindle, Nook, iBooks, Kobo, Diesel, All Romance E-Books, Smashwords and others.

Promo: CHILD OF WAR-A GOD IS BORN (SEQUEL TO "HEART")
Child of War-A God is Born
GENRE: Erotic Paranormal Drama
LENGTH: Novel-428 pgs.
HEAT LEVEL-Very Warm
SEXUAL ORIENTATION-M/F
CONTENT WARNINGS- None

BLURB:
Do you know 'Damien'? Raven makes that kid look like an angel.
The "Of War"-series picks up in part I of this II-part sequel when Ares and Alena try to settle down on Olympus and await the birth of their son, Raven.

Haunted by prophetic visions along with a body and mind that are starting to betray her, Alena struggles to enjoy what should be a happy and blessed occasion. The relentless hostility from the other Olympians make her yearn to be back on their cozy island home, far away from all the bickering and backstabbing that makes up Life on mighty Mount Olympus.


Knowing of Zeus' unabashed hatred for Alena and the Celts, Ares becomes convinced Zeus is causing these visions and the breakdown of Alena's mind. To appease his Father, the God of Gods, Ares enters into a wicked blood pact ensuring the safety of his wife and unborn son. A pact that could cost the God of War everything he holds dear.


However, once the boy arrives, it quickly becomes clear Raven may be the most powerful and cunning Olympian ever born. Outwardly despised by Zeus for his Fey blood and his filthy Celtic mother the seeds of rage and doubt are planted in the Raven's mind by a very willing Apollo.
As Zeus, Apollo, and Aphrodite plot against the new family, bit by bit the true pasts of the Olympians and Celts comes to light, the battle begins for Raven’s mind and soul and for the ultimate control of Olympus.

EXCERPT:
Before Ares could shout to his Son that was enough, a great gust of wind swirled around in the small room. It blew back his hair and then pushed against him with such force he had to fight to stand his place. Alena's beautiful gray eyes closed as her arms splayed out at her sides, one with the palm open and the other choking the staff. The point of the spear wavered in the strong wind as Raven struggled to stay pitched forward as the growing gale threatened to lift him off his knees and toss him across the room. Raven countered, his young hands glowing with an eerie blue light as they began freezing to the staff, the new ice ball growing between them. This one was twice the size of the other and if he hit her with it at this close range, Raven might well kill his mother.

Without any warning, the wind seemed to turn on Alena; it lifted her body upward from the small of her back to her shoulders, bringing her throat dangerously close to the tip of the spear. Suddenly her eyes opened to reveal only the whites. As though she could see through them, they shifted to Raven's hands and then back to his face. Amazingly, Alena's lips turned into a cold grin that fixed Raven's stare to her face while she lifted the staff and then brought it crashing down to the marble floor with such force the echo was deafening. Raven flew off her. The staff left his stunned hand, the ice ball retreated, and he hit the stones of the fire pit with such force that they shattered. Before the boy or his Father knew what was happening, Alena, her eyes still showing only the whites, was standing over Raven with her staff pointing at his throat and her foot on his heart. "Yield," she whispered as the wind whipped around them, tossing bits of dust into Ares' eyes.

Angry at having had victory snatched so cruelly from his grasp, Raven stared up her as he shielded his eyes from the biting wind. "Uncle," he spat.

It took a few moments but the wind subsided, Alena stumbled backward on unsteady feet before the whites of her eyes rolled down and she looked out at the world through those luminescent pearls of gray.
"Wow," Ares muttered, stroking his beard trying to digest everything he'd seen. Magick was not normally part of Alena and Raven's sparring routine; she was afraid to use it even though he'd tried to tell her that he could counter any damage she might do. No matter what he did he couldn't coax her into it, so magick was off-limits when they sparred. Today when Raven unexpectedly threatened her with it, Alena didn't hesitate to answer the call.

Catching her breath and feeling a wave of nausea wash over her, Alena looked down at Raven, who looked up her angry and afraid. "Are you ok?" She reached out a hand to him but Raven batted it away.
"Fine, mom." Jumping to his feet in a quick move, he brushed off the dirt and debris from his bare skin. Instead of stepping up and congratulating his mother, when she turned her back to him to look at Ares, Raven let an ice ball fly from his hand to strike her in the back of the head, splitting it open as it brought her to her knees. "Take that, you whore."

CHILD OF WAR is currently available in limited signed hard cover available only through the publisher http://www.moonsmusings.com   Today is RELEASE DAY!  Paperbacks are now available through Amazon.com and other online retailers. E-Books will release on Black Friday (11/25/2011)








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