Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Guest post with author Dawn Chartier
Today I’m turning over the controls to a lady who knows a thing or two about writing and setting fire to the pages. Please make welcome the charming and talented Dawn Chartier. She’s going to talk to y’all about something I couldn’t keep if my life depended on it….. schedules.
Thank you so much for having me guest blog today, Wendy. So how is the New Year going for everyone? Mine has been pretty crazy, but it’s all because of me. I spread myself too thin. Yep, I decided that I needed to try and get out there and promote my novel, Not An Angel, but then I volunteered to Co-Chair for a Writer’s Conference (Fantasy On The Bayou) coming to my home town (New Orleans) in March. Plus I have my first contemporary erotic romance novel, Diamonds coming out next week. (I haven’t even started pimping that book yet. Yikes!) That’s only a few things going on in the first few months of the year. That doesn’t include personal stuff like Mardi Gras, Saint’s games, family life, day job and writing. Isn’t life grand? Yep, I wouldn’t change a thing. (Maybe get better organized.)
Yep. This time of year is insane, but I guess that’s what makes it all exciting doesn’t it? Spread yourself so thin that you don’t know which end is up. (lol, not!) With that note, that brings me to the decision to get back on track and push myself to do what makes me happy most. Writing.
So what do I write about? Hmm, I have my hands in a few novels/novellas right now. I’m currently writing a witch and warlock story, titled Buried Magic, set in New Orleans. I’m also plotting the second book in the Poryria Vampire series as well as the second book in my Stiletto Millionaire Club Series. (which is a steamy contemporary erotic romance. Diamonds comes out next week. Woot!)
I had a great schedule before the holidays, and I’ll get back to it right after this blog.
Thanks so much for having me today. If you have any writing questions or any questions at all, feel free to ask. And tell me how do you keep yourself on schedule?
Inquiring minds want to know.
Happy New Year everyone!
Kira McCoy wants to die. Losing her husband tragically left her without hope. Now her disturbed brother-in-law will stop at nothing to have her for himself. All she wants is to find peace, but instead finds herself at the top of a bridge ready to end her suffering.
Protector of the Poryria, Trace Stuart is called to defend his race or embrace death. Defending humans is not part of the plan, but he cannot stop himself from saving Kira.
Realizing that he shares a special bond with Kira, Trace defies his Queen and rushes into the heart of darkness in order to rescue the woman he loves. Will Kira be able to reach past her own pain to pull them into the light?
Excerpt from Not An Angel
By Dawn Chartier
As he measured her, his gaze warmed the consuming chill that had invaded her body. She glanced down, holding the material out. Nothing she could ever afford. Standing next to him in the stunning black suit, gave her more confidence than if she wore plain clothing.
“I wouldn’t have picked it out for myself, but you have good taste.”
“I know.” Trace’s gaze traveled down her torso to her exposed toes and slowly up to her face. “And you take my breath away.” He kissed the inside of her wrists. Heat shot up inner arm overpowering any nervousness she may have felt earlier. She leaned into him and whispered, “You breathe?”
Trace half smiled. “Sometimes.”
She blinked. “Oh.” That meant sometimes he didn’t breathe either.
Trace stiffened, then glanced toward the entrance flanked with four massive columns. It took a moment before she heard footsteps in the foyer. Five men entered the parlor. All dressed similar to Trace, except their cold penetrating eyes made her worry. Scared was more like it. One man strode toward her, eyes narrowed, mouth pulled down in a frown. She swallowed, then took a deep breath and squared her shoulders. They will not get to me. I will be strong.
“He won’t hurt you. Will you Dev?” Trace stepped forward and crossed his arms. Dev smirked and stared through his long dark lashes. “Depends.”
An eerie rumble vibrated the room. Kira advanced toward Trace. The sound of a wild cat drifted in the air. She tilted her head, glanced at Trace and realized the noise came from him.
“Boys, Boys, Boys. Dev won’t touch her, but I might.” A slender brunette appeared out of thin air and stood directly in front of the men. Oh hell.
Dawn Chartier never knew she wanted to be a writer while growing up. Sure her parents owned a book shop, and she was surrounded by bookworms, but she wasn’t one of “those” writers who started early. No, Dawn was inspired by strange events in her life, one was a bitch named Katrina. Yes, that hur-ricane. But a few months before the storm, Dawn read an article on Marie Laveau in the New Orleans local newspaper and it sparked an idea. She began researching the voodoo priestess, and then Katrina hit. Out of the destruction, ideas formed , characters spoke and plots twisted. One thing lead to another and an author was born. (Must have been something in the air, because a few authors were born out of Katrina’s wrath)
Dawn Chartier sold her first paranormal romance book, (Not An Angel) to The Wild Rose Press, and her second book, a contemporary erotic romance (Diamonds) to Siren BookStrand. Dawn is a member or RWA, Sola-Writers, FF&P and Savvy Authors. You can find her chatting on Twitter or Facebook when she’s not buried inside of a book or writing her next one.
Dawn lives in New Orleans with her husband, two daughters, tow golden retrievers, and plenty of wildlife.
To find out more on Dawn or her books, click on the links below.