Friday, June 28, 2013

5 Writing Rules- Blitzkrieg Love: Night People Book One by Livia Olteano

Guest Post: The 5 Universal Laws of (my) Writing Day

By Livia Olteano

I’m a great lover of rules–aren't we all? Don’t answer that, haha. Loving rules is part of my nature. I obey them reverently, ignore them blatantly or enforce them exclusively on others. Sometimes a combination of two out of three, and I’ll let you decide which goes well with another. :D

But anyway, my writing process follows strict rules. Regardless of the when this is always the how:

1.                  I schedule my writing-time (I also love schedules. And lists. You would never have guessed, I know.). It usually cuts right into my reading habits, because the day has only so many hours. (Whoever set on 24 was out of their ever-loving mind. A day should have at least 48 hours. Working hours were well thought though, so let’s stick to a max of say 10 out of 24. Wouldn't that brighten your day?)

2.                  Regardless of the duration and specific time I’ve scheduled for my writing, I never follow through. I’m either starting earlier, writing longer then intended, not writing at all (fickle muse, all the fickler since I’m fickle, I guess?), or–my personal favorite–something comes up and my schedule is entirely rumpled.

3.                  If I do manage to stick to the plan, one of the cats needs attention. I don’t mean in a general, sort of ‘awww, that’s cute’ way, I mean they’re screaming their shiny little eyes out, jumping on the laptop and trying to walk all over it or flopping their lovely furry butts on the notebook and chewing on the pen/pencil. I think writer’s cats are a bit different then anyone else’s. They’re like SEAL-trained, black ops style. Either they get what they’re on a mission to get or die trying. (Disclaimer: No cats have been abused during my writing process. I have, however, been abused by their furry little evil mastermind selves.)

4.                  After the cat-demons have been appeased and I can finally go back to writing, one of two things will happen: a – power goes down for at least one hour (obviously my laptop’s battery is almost dead), b – the muse has left the building in a dramatic and final way (She’s probably bar-hopping and hitting on unsuspecting victims. We all know not to disturb the muse when she’s out getting stuff done.)

5.                  When all conditions become conductive to writing again, the day is over. (And here would enter my 48-hours-in-a-day plan. It would work, I’m telling you. Can you imagine how much more my muse could do with those extra 12 hours? Think of all the happy bar-hoppers!)

The End (of the day–never of the cat-black-ops though)

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Blitzkrieg Love
Night People Book One
Livia Olteano

Genre: New Adult Spicy Contemporary Romance

Word Count: 50k
Sensuality Level: Hot

Date of Publication: June 24, 2013
Publisher: Crimson Romance


“Don’t try to be my hero. Don’t care about me. Don’t let go.”

Twenty-two-year-old Beatrice Stevens lives to dance. Two years ago she walked in on the picture of horror: after stabbing her mom 34 times, her father killed himself. She found his corpse still clutching at her mom’s, determined not to let go of her even in death. Now Beatrice freaks out if she’s hugged, loomed over or receives attention from daddy-type guys. Unless she’s dancing—the one thing that feeds her soul and saves her time after time.

Anthony Gowl wants Beatrice from the moment she bumps her adorable nose into his chest. That desire turns into a burning need after he sees her dance. But he’s the overprotective type—he can’t help it, it’s part of him ever since his sister ODed seven years ago. His savior complex makes him the perfect opposite of what Beatrice needs.

But she can’t seem to shake him. He’s both scary and exciting, even when he kneels at her feet. And the closer he gets, the more that toxic waste in her soul threatens to explode.

Warning: Contains scenes and language suitable for adults

About the Author:

Livia lives in Europe where she listens to obscene amounts of music and devours every reading material in sight. When she’s not doing either of the two, she fiddles with anything remotely customizable within reach. 






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Roxanne Rhoads said...

thankf ro sharing Livia- this looks like a great book

Debby said...

Hi, it looks delicious. Hope I get to read it.

Livia Olteano said...

Thank you, ladies! Thanks for hosting me, Roxanne, and Debby, I hop you get to read it too!