Welcome to Immortality and Beyond. May I offer you a drink?
SG: Ooooh, what am I in the mood for? Let’s go with Witches Brew, thanks. Nothing like a nice brew at the end of a long day…
Zar, our Zombie Butler will fetch that for you. Zar…
SG: *stares at Zombie Butler*
SG: *secretly wonders if hand sanitizer will be required to survive interview*
SG: *wants mommy*
Thank you Zar
*Drools* while handing drink over…
*Rolling eyes* You may return to your quarters now. Please don’t mind him, sometimes he just gets so excited when we have guest authors. He’s only ever bitten somebody once, *grins*.
SG: How…how delightful. So difficult finding good help these days, don’t you know… *frantically searches through black hole of a purse for the damn hand sanitizer*
Now that we’re settled in, let’s chat. Shall we?
BK: When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?
SG: I’ve always written, from the time I could read. I used to rewrite the endings to my favorite books to make them “better”. Hey, wait. Come to think of it... I INVENTED FAN FICTION! *is amazed*
BK: *Clappinghands* I've always wondered who to thank for that! Please share with us how your current release came to life...
SG: First, I’m a nerd. Second, my brother’s a nerd. Third, nerdy siblings have nerdy conversations. That being said, we were talking about how it was too bad the Nephilim (angel-human hybrids) had been wiped out by heavenly wrath, because they would have made some kickass superheroes, at least as good as The X-Men. Then the giant guy, Goliath, came into the conversation, and since he was supposed to be descended from the Nephilim, we speculated how cool it would be if a few of them had escaped annihilation, only to have their descendants living among us. That conversation happened years ago, but I’ve never forgotten the “what if” germ of an idea of the Nephilim secretly existing somewhere in the world.
BK: I love it already. Do you let your characters tell the story, or do you often fight with them on the direction it will take?
SG: They gang up on me. They won’t let me sleep or have any fun. They hold me hostage until I tell their story, like they think the universe revolves around them. Ugh. *sinks into pity-party*
BK: I know how that is. It sucks! LOL. How do you keep your writing different from all the others that write in this particular genre?
SG: I avoid reading whatever genre that happens to have caught my attention as a writer. While I’m currently focused on writing PNR, sci-fi rom and contemporary rom, what I’m reading is historical rom, UF and New Adult fiction. Fun stuff, but I’m not going to be writing it any time soon. ;)
BK: Which character was your favorite to write for in this story? Why?
SG: ZEKE! Oh, Zeke, my deliciously angsty guy. ^_^ He’d thought he was the first in his family lineage to escape the Nephilim “curse” when he was born without wings, but no such luck. He might be a late-bloomer, but he’s definitely got the angelic DNA going on. Zeke’s got such a noble side too. Even though he’s certain he’s cursed simply because he was born, he still does his best to use his powers for good. And it’s a good thing—when a malevolent spirit targets the heroine Kendall Glynn, Zeke’s the only one who can save her.
BK: Tell us about the one scene you had the most fun writing…
SG: Ha! It’s got to be when Kendall sees Zeke’s wings for the first time. Her shock at the extra anatomy is…understandable. *laughs*
BK: If you were stranded on an island, which character in your books would you most want to be stranded with and why, and what is one thing that would be a must-have?
SG: Ack, that’s a tough one! I’d have to choose Zeke, because he DOES strand himself on an island with Kendall, the Farallon Islands to be precise, and things turn out great for them. As for the must-have item…if I’m stranded there with Zeke with nothing else to do, I’d be thinking along the same lines as Kendall—I’d want an economy-sized box of condoms.
BK: *LMAO* Now for a little fun, tell us a bit about what your office looks like. Do you need silence to write?
SG: *sigh* My sad little office is so boring. The focal point is this ancient pre-fab computer desk built in the 1990’s, back when desktops were HUGE. This desk is a particle-board monstrosity, about the size of a smart car. One day, I’m going to invite all my friends in to attack it with sledgehammers. And silence is the last thing I need to write. Usually I have Pandora blaring, or a movie I’ve already seen going in the background. Sometimes I’ve got both going on at once.
BK: What do you like to do when you're not writing?
SG: I’m a figure skating pro when I’m not stuck in editing hell. If I’m not listening to awesome pieces of music to skate to, I’m either on the ice or working out choreography.
BK: Well, who knew!? Awesome! I like figure skating. Watching it that is. If I tried to skate I'd be in ICU from a broken neck or dead. What is one thing your readers would be most surprised to learn about you?
SG: I can’t throw a Frisbee. *waits for laughter*
BK: *LOL*, I haven't thrown frisbee in forever. Maybe you can show me sometime, *Smirks*. What is the craziest thing you’ve ever wanted to write, or have written, even if it never reached public eyes?
SG: Oh, I can guarantee you it’ll never reach public eyes! I was still in my teens when I wrote this ridiculous college-aged ghost story piece, which really had more to do with having rambunctious sex in odd places than an actual plot. *dies*
BK: Great foundation. Sex is always good :). What is one piece of advice you can give to aspiring writers/authors?
SG: Don’t give up!
BK: What can we expect from you in the future?
SG: Wheee, I’m so glad you asked! In addition to NOBODY’S ANGEL releasing this month, the second book in The Earth Angels series, SAVAGE ANGEL, is out in February. The third book, WOUNDED ANGEL will be out in May, and the fourth and final book in the series, DANGEROUS ANGEL, has just been completed (yay!). And lastly, my latest venture into series writing is coming in July. Carina Press is releasing the first book in an open-ended, small town contemporary romance series. The first book is UGLY DUCKLINGS FINISH FIRST, a high school reunion story, and the series is called Bitterthorn, Texas. Ummm…and that’s it for this year. :D
BK: Where can readers connect with you?
They must contact me! I’m lonely! And needy! And vaguely pathetic! (And apparently I also like exclamation points!)
Investigative journalist Kendall Glynn is horrified when a friend and colleague signs off permanently during a live newscast, jabbing a pen into his jugular. Kendall's no expert, but judging by the strange white veil in the anchorman's eyes, she would swear he was a man possessed.
A descendant of the accursed Nephilim, Zeke Reece prowls San Francisco by night, keeping the city free from paranormal phenomena. But even he is no match for whatever malevolent force is behind a recent rash of murder-suicides. And when a beautiful tenacious reporter becomes the next target, Zeke has no choice but to stay close to her, until he can find the evil spirit and cross it over.
The closer Kendall gets to the truth, the more danger she's in. Fortunately, a sexy and mysterious masked stranger keeps swooping in to the rescue. Kendall's life depends on finding who or what is responsible for the killings, before it finds her.
“You,” she breathed. She struggled to get a clear view of him, but it was a hopeless task. Even if a mask hadn’t covered half his face, the darkness around him seemed deeper, like an impenetrable black hole where no light could exist. “Where… How…”
“Quiet.” The tension in his voice was palpable. She could even feel it in the body that pinned her to the alley wall, thrumming with a kill-or-be-killed urgency that made her own pulse pound. “It took off once it diverted me. I can’t believe how smart it is.”
“What’s smart?” Shadows filled the places where his eyes should be, leaving dark pools of endless mystery. Belatedly she realized their bodies touched in one long line from chest to knees, and it was all she could do to pull a coherent thought together. “What took off? Why did you attack me?”
A low growl emanated from him. “I didn’t attack you, I saved your life. Again. You’re welcome, by the way.”
“You saved me? From what, that out-of-control scooter? I’ll admit, I never heard it coming—”
“That’s because it wasn’t running at the time.”
“What?” Her eyes went wide as horror began to creep in. “That’s impossible.”
“Impossible is the definition of your life lately.” She sensed more than saw his head angle closer to hers, as if to share intimate whispers in the dark. A shiver she knew he must have felt shook her when the feathering of his breath caressed her lips.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
A competitive figure skater from the age of eight, Stacy Gail began writing stories in between events to pass the time. By the age of fourteen, she told her parents she was either going to be a figure skating coach who was also a published romance writer, or a romance writer who was also a skating pro. Now with a day job of playing on the ice with her students, and writing everything from steampunk to cyberpunk, contemporary to paranormal at night, both dreams have come true.
BUY LINKS FOR NOBODY’S ANGEL:
Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/nobodys-angel-stacy-gail/1113832190?ean=9781426894961
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Stacy_Gail_Nobody_s_Angel?id=E4mDJl_ouc4C&feature=search_result#?t=W251bGwsMSwxLDEsImJvb2stRTRtREpsX291YzRDIl0.
Stacy will be awarding a $25 Amazon GC for the grand prize; and second prize is a Zazzle mug with cover art on front, plus a Starbucks Via coffee pack (US only) to two randomly drawn commenters during the tour