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Saturday, October 27, 2012
Blog Tour: "Rogue's Pawn" by Jeffe Kennedy
Welcome to our Virtual Book Stop of "Rogue's Pawn" by Jeffe Kennedy brought to you by Bewitching Book Tours.
1. Can you tell us something interesting about yourself that we can’t learn on the internet (can be anything)?
I always have a pedicure. I go once a month, because it makes me happy to have pretty toes. Also, I live in the desert, so I go barefoot a lot.
2. What or who inspired you to become a writer?
I’ve been a reader all my life and books have been my most constant companions. But I thought I was going to be a scientist. It was only later, that I realized that being a writer would be my perfect life and that’s what I should try to be. Which included learning to write!
3. What does a typical writing day look like for you?
I have a full-time day job, so the writing part of my day is shorter. I get up early, go to the gym, write a blog post and then spend two hours writing. Around 10 am, I switch to the day job – I work from home for an environmental consulting firm, so I’m lucky not to have to deal with a commute – and spend the rest of the day on that.
4. Do you have any traditions when you start or finish a book?
I have spreadsheets that I use to track my writing progress and estimate the structure of the next story. I suppose that’s my tradition – starting a fresh tab, setting up the goals and expectations and so forth. Then, when I finish a book, and by that I mean, when it’s completely through editing and “in the can” with my publisher, I retire that spreadsheet from active use. For a nerd, this is most gratifying! LOL
5. When you're not writing, what are some of your hobbies or interests?
I still love to read and try to make time for it every day. I love to be outside – walks, hikes, gardening or just sunbathing (while reading!)
6. Could you tell the readers a little bit about "Rogue's Pawn"?
It’s the story of a neuroscientist who’s accidentally transported to Faerie. She discovers she has enormous power there – everything she wishes comes true – but that she has no control over it. She becomes embroiled in debt for her early mistakes and then in Faerie politics. In particular, she’s in debt to Rogue, who demands that she give him her firstborn child, which he intends to sire.
7. What's next for Jeffe Kennedy? What current projects are you working on and what future projects do you have planned?
I just finished the sequel to Rogue’s Pawn! It’s called Rogue’s Possession and I’m so excited to have that done – though I have to go through all the editing still. Right now it’s with my critique partners, so I’m drafting a sexy novella that will be Book 2 in my Facets of Passion series.
Fun questions:
8. If you could have any super power what would it be and why?
I would love to be able to fly! Or breathe under water.
9. If you were stranded on a island, what 3 things would you must-have to survive?
A knife, a desalinization kit and a fishing rod.
10. What three words would you use to describe yourself?
Hmm… Forthright. Persistent. Intelligent.
1. Can you tell us something interesting about yourself that we can’t learn on the internet (can be anything)?
I always have a pedicure. I go once a month, because it makes me happy to have pretty toes. Also, I live in the desert, so I go barefoot a lot.
2. What or who inspired you to become a writer?
I’ve been a reader all my life and books have been my most constant companions. But I thought I was going to be a scientist. It was only later, that I realized that being a writer would be my perfect life and that’s what I should try to be. Which included learning to write!
3. What does a typical writing day look like for you?
I have a full-time day job, so the writing part of my day is shorter. I get up early, go to the gym, write a blog post and then spend two hours writing. Around 10 am, I switch to the day job – I work from home for an environmental consulting firm, so I’m lucky not to have to deal with a commute – and spend the rest of the day on that.
4. Do you have any traditions when you start or finish a book?
I have spreadsheets that I use to track my writing progress and estimate the structure of the next story. I suppose that’s my tradition – starting a fresh tab, setting up the goals and expectations and so forth. Then, when I finish a book, and by that I mean, when it’s completely through editing and “in the can” with my publisher, I retire that spreadsheet from active use. For a nerd, this is most gratifying! LOL
5. When you're not writing, what are some of your hobbies or interests?
I still love to read and try to make time for it every day. I love to be outside – walks, hikes, gardening or just sunbathing (while reading!)
6. Could you tell the readers a little bit about "Rogue's Pawn"?
It’s the story of a neuroscientist who’s accidentally transported to Faerie. She discovers she has enormous power there – everything she wishes comes true – but that she has no control over it. She becomes embroiled in debt for her early mistakes and then in Faerie politics. In particular, she’s in debt to Rogue, who demands that she give him her firstborn child, which he intends to sire.
7. What's next for Jeffe Kennedy? What current projects are you working on and what future projects do you have planned?
I just finished the sequel to Rogue’s Pawn! It’s called Rogue’s Possession and I’m so excited to have that done – though I have to go through all the editing still. Right now it’s with my critique partners, so I’m drafting a sexy novella that will be Book 2 in my Facets of Passion series.
Fun questions:
8. If you could have any super power what would it be and why?
I would love to be able to fly! Or breathe under water.
9. If you were stranded on a island, what 3 things would you must-have to survive?
A knife, a desalinization kit and a fishing rod.
10. What three words would you use to describe yourself?
Hmm… Forthright. Persistent. Intelligent.
Rogue's Pawn
(Covenant of Thorns #1)
by: Jeffe Kennedy
Publishing Date: 7/16/12
Publisher: Carina Press
Genre: Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy
Description:
This is no fairy tale…
Haunted by nightmares of a black dog, sick to death of my
mind-numbing career and heart-numbing fiancé, I impulsively walked out of my
life—and fell into Faerie. Terrified, fascinated, I discover I possess a power
I can’t control: my wishes come true. After an all-too-real attack by the
animal from my dreams, I wake to find myself the captive of the seductive and
ruthless fae lord Rogue. In return for my rescue, he demands an extravagant
price—my firstborn child, which he intends to sire himself…
With no hope of escaping this world, I must learn to harness
my magic and build a new life despite the perils—including my own inexplicable
and debilitating desire for Rogue. I swear I will never submit to his demands,
no matter what erotic torment he subjects me to…
Excerpt:
“Enough,” a male voice said.
As if I’d ceased to exist, Tinker Bell blinked her
eyes and regained her lovely self, face smoothing, shining once again in sunny
elegance. Reboot and resume program. She gracefully stood and glided to the
tray, set the bowl precisely in the center, lifted the tray and left the room
without hesitation.
Booted footsteps crossed the room toward me. Act
II, scene ii. Exit Nasty Tinker Bell, Enter God-Only-Knows-What-Now. My face
was sticky with whatever the brothy stuff had been, my hair wet and fouled. I
stank. I hurt. I was chained to a bed in a place so completely unknown I
couldn’t begin to understand it. I tried to squeeze my legs closer together,
but the chains seemed at the limit of their reach. The energy of my brief
triumph evaporated, allowing tears to well up again.
Oh, please, please, please, do not cry. The
threatening sting worsened. I closed my eyes and one tear leaked out. He
stopped next to me, surveying me.
“You’re certainly a mess.” His wry voice was rich
and smooth.
My eyes snapped open to glare at him through the
blur. Fifty different smart remarks flew across my tongue, most along the lines
that any failures of appearance on my part could be laid on the doorstep of
someone besides myself. But even the buzz of the first word on my vocal chords
brought searing agony. Relieved to have a legitimate reason for the tears, I
almost welcomed the searing sensation.
“No, don’t try to talk—no one needs to hear what
you have to say, anyway. Not that we can help it, since you think so loudly.
And you have a decision to make. We have a quandary.” He began pacing, boots
echoing against stone. “No one can heal you while you’re bound in silver and we
can’t release you from the silver until you have yourself under control. Which
will take a considerably long time—perhaps years of training—if you’re even
able to accomplish it at all.”
I thought of the birds crashing in increasing
cacophony with a small shudder.
“Exactly,” he confirmed. “And yes,” he said from
the window behind my head where he seemed to be gazing out, “I can hear most of
your thoughts—another reason to save trying to speak aloud.”
My stomach congealed in panic. Had he heard my
secret thoughts? Don’t think of them, bury them deep, deep. Think of other
things…like what? Think of home, think of Isabel. Isabel, my cat—Clive hated
her. What would happen to her now? How could I not have thought of her until
this moment? Abandoned, wondering why I never came home for her… And my
mother—she’d be frantic. How long had I been gone? They could be all dead and
buried, lost to me forever. The anguish racked me.
“Shh.” The man sat on the side of my bed now,
heavier than Nasty Tinker Bell. He brushed the hair back from my forehead, then
placed his long fingers over my brow and, with his thumbs, rhythmically
smoothed along my cheekbones, wiping away the tears that now flowed freely.
I stifled a sob. I had cried more in the past day
than I had in years. The sweeping along my cheekbones soothed me, melting warmth
through my skull. The rhythm became part of my breathing. Deep breaths. Smooth,
easy. The awful tightness in my chest gave a little sigh and released.
“Let’s try again, shall we?” The man pulled his
hands away. I could hear him brush them against his thighs. Soup, tears and
blood. Yuck.
My eyes cleared enough for me to see him.
Ebony-blue climbed over half his face. The winding pattern of angular spirals
and toothy spikes swirled out of his black hair on the left side of his face,
placing sharp fingers along his cheekbone, jaw and brow. For a moment, the
tattoo-like pattern dominated everything about him. Ferocious and alien.
Once I adjusted, I could see past the lines. His
face echoed Tinker Bell’s golden coloring. He could be her fraternal twin, with
those same arched cheekbones. But where she was golden dawn, he was darkest
night. Midnight-blue eyes, that deep blue just before all light was gone from
the sky, when the stars have emerged, but you could see the black shadows of
trees against the night. He shared Tinker Bell’s rose-petal mouth, but with a
curious edge to it. I suppose a man’s mouth shouldn’t remind one of a flower,
and there was nothing feminine about this man. Where she wore the pink sugar
roses of debutantes and bridal showers, his lips made me think of the blooms of
late summer, the sharp-ruffled dianthus, edges darkening to blood in the heat.
His bone structure was broader than hers but still seemed somehow differently
proportioned, his arms hanging a bit too long from shoulders not quite balanced
to his height. Inky hair pulled back from his face fell in a tail down his
back. One strand had escaped to fall over his shoulder and I could see a blue
shimmer in its silk sheen.
He arched his left eyebrow, blueness in the
elegant arch, repeating the deep shades of the fanged lines around it.
“Shall we?” he repeated.
I stared at him. What was the question?
Jeffe Kennedy took the crooked road to writing, stopping off
at neurobiology, religious studies and environmental consulting before her
creative writing began appearing in places like Redbook, Puerto del Sol,
Wyoming Wildlife, Under the Sun and Aeon. An erotic novella, Petals and Thorns,
came out under her pen name of Jennifer Paris in 2010, heralding yet another
branch of her path, into erotica and romantic fantasy fiction. Since then, an
erotic short, Feeding the Vampire, and another erotic novella, Sapphire, have
hit the shelves.
Her contemporary fantasy novel, Rogue’s Pawn, book one in A
Covenant of Thorns, will be published in July, 2012. Jeffe lives in Santa Fe,
with two Maine coon cats, a border collie, plentiful free-range lizards and
frequently serves as a guinea pig for an acupuncturist-in-training. Find her on
Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/Author.Jeffe.Kennedy)
and Twitter (@jeffekennedy) or visit her at her website http://jeffekennedy.com/.
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Thanks for the interview!