What
inspired you to become an author?
I wasn’t really inspired; I think I just
always felt like I was. I love to write
and I’ve always been a daydreamer, sometimes a bit too much. It feels good to write, just like an artist
that needs to paint.
Do
you have a specific writing style?
This story is written in first person, but I
usually prefer second person since you can see what is happening in all of the
character’s personal lives. I like to
incorporate real-life situations and some of my characters are based on people
that I know. Humor is a big part of my
writing, although not so much in this story.
How
did you come up with the title for your latest book?
I wanted the title to be different enough
that it would be memorable. Part of the
story takes place in Alaska so I incorporated the Aurora Borealis in the
title. And, my publisher was ok with the
title I suggested.
What
book are you reading now?
“Fashionably Dead” by Robyn Peterman.
I absolutely love her sense of humor.
What
is your current “work in progress” or upcoming projects?
I’m currently working on a full length
contemporary romance that I’m tentatively titling “The Zookeeper”. My critique partners have been amazing
through this and I’m happy to say that I’m almost to “THE END”. Here is the blurb:
Elizabeth
Tanner was raised in a Zoo.
Literally. But now that Zoo is in
danger, not only from falling ticket sales, but also from a mysterious illness
afflicting the animals.
Frank
Adams, the newest Animal Care attendant, spent time behind bars himself.
But,
in this Zoo, even the strongest bars can’t hold back the truth.
And
the truth will be set free.
Can
you share a little of your current work with us?
Suddenly,
someone wrapped an arm around her from behind, covering her mouth and in one
motion, lifted her off her feet. He
pulled her backwards silently, into the storeroom that housed various costumes
and props, then into the utility closet at the end of the room. Without removing the hand from her mouth, her
captor turned her around and pushed her against the back wall of the closet,
closing the door behind him so that they were packed in tightly.
She
stomped on his foot and struggled.
“Elizabeth
Tanner,” he whispered sternly, holding her tighter. “I need you to be very calm, right now. I need you to understand that you are in
danger and I am going to protect you.”
She
struggled again but he held her firmly. “Hold still.”
Elizabeth’s
heart beat excitedly in her chest. She
was thoroughly confused by the current situation but for some inexplicable
reason felt safer in the closet than outside of it. She tried to distinguish her captor; there
was something familiar about him. The
low light from the hall shone through the air slits in the door behind him so
she could only see an outline of him, his face was in shadows. There was something familiar in the way that
his hair stood up. And, in the way he
smelled.
Is
there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?
I’d say my biggest hinderance is my need for
perfection. I get in my own way all the
time!
Do
you have to travel much to do research for your books?
Gosh, that would be a dream! This
particular story is set partially in a remote cabin in Alaska and I’ve always
wanted to go there. I have other
stories that take place in Africa, Hawaii, England and France. I’d love to jump on a plane and write those
trips off as research.
Do
you have any advice for other writers?
Write the story of your heart. No one else has been given your particular
story to tell, and you never know who might want to read it and love it.
Borealis Ardor
Seasons of Passion
Winter Winds
Kay Phoenix
Genre: paranormal romance
Publisher: MuseItUp Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-77127-495-1
ASIN: B00IA1QKFK
Number of pages: 58
Word Count: 14,709
Cover Artist: Suzannah Safi
Book Description:
Lauren Madison’s life started unraveling at a speed too fast for her to keep up with. Every truth she had taken for granted was torn away, and the pieces that were left painted no clear pictures at all…only more confusion.
The only pillar of strength in her fragile life was David Wagner, her bodyguard who was placed in witness protection. But, what had he seen that day, and why couldn’t she remember?
She had no choice but to run. And if her life was threatened again, who would be there to protect her?
Excerpt:
“You shouldn’t
be here, Lauren. Leave quickly.” The voice
stopped me in my tracks. It was David’s
voice, in my head. But, I shrugged it
off and walked forward until I saw the new stone and the rectangle of earth in
front of it that had noticeably less pine needles than the surrounding area.
I knelt beside
it.
“David Alan Wagner. Beloved Son, Brother and Friend.” The lines of the letters were etched deep and
black, contrasting heavily against the light grey stone. I gently lay the roses down and traced the
letters with my finger. There was a
cross carved below the words. I ran my
hand along the entire edge of the top of the stone, feeling the rough edges in
contrast to the freshly polished front and back. I wondered how long the stone had been
there. Dad assured me he had taken care
of the funeral expenses, and he must have made sure there was a rush order on
the headstone. There was a fresh bouquet
of white roses lying at the base of the stone and it made me feel deeply
saddened for his family, as well as for him.
As much as dad irritated the living hell out of me with his
overprotective gestures, if I had to disappear forever and have him think I was
dead, it would break my heart. After we
lost mom, we were all the family we had.
I loved David
with my whole heart. Even though we had
only been together for two of the six months that he was assigned to me, I knew
that he was the “one”. I just knew
it. There was no explanation. And, I was the “one” for him as well. But, now he was gone, and it was unlikely
that I would see him again, at least not any time soon.
I reached up to
trace the “D” again and saw a strange light flash across the polished surface
of the stone, which I realized with horror to be a set of headlights.
Who would be
coming to a graveyard at this hour? Besides me of course? Teenagers with a
Ouija board and bottle of Strawberry Hill wine in tow, perhaps?
I could take no
chances. I could have been followed.
About the Author:
Ms. Phoenix is a lifelong resident of Las Vegas, Nevada. She serves on the board of the Las Vegas Romance Writers and is also a member of the Kiss of Death and Women’s Fiction chapters of Romance Writers of America.
In her spare time she enjoys hiking, camping and photography and is pursuing a Bachelor’s in Psychology. She is also a member of the Vegas Artists Guild as a photographer. Prior to writing, Kay was a Graphic Artist for 15 years in the casino industry.
Kay writes in the contemporary and paranormal romance categories, as well as non-fiction articles. Please visit her website at www.KayPhoenix.com.
Website: www.KayPhoenix.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/KayPhoenixAuthor
Twitter: https://twitter.com/KayPhoenix_
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