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Wednesday, 12 December 2007

The Wednesday Interview


Do I have the Christmas clue today? Gee, I’m not sure. I’m a writer, we forget stuff…where are my car keys, where did I put that bag of popcorn, my Tim Tams better be just lost and not eaten etc…so best keep reading. Maybe I have the clue. Maybe I’m just taking the piss (translation-toying with you)

Down Under Diva, Aussie Katie Blu is the Brilliant author today. Her first book Beloved Brother is soon to be released by Ellora’s Cave, We all wait with baited breath for a glimpse of the cover. Expect it to be hot, hot, hot. Next week, author and clog dancer…er, I mean blog mate Kelly Kirch will be here to discuss the fabulous Time For Love.

Beloved Brother - the Blurb…

Phoebe Marks hates Jared Larabie and seeing her childhood adversary kiss her best friend in college sets off unwanted thoughts which she isn’t ready to face. Years later when her mother marries his father, she is sure the playboy son is a chip off the old block and his father will leave her mother’s heart in tatters a second time. But in the midst of sparring with her new step brother, Phoebe discovers she’d better guard her own heart or suffer a devastating blow of her own.

The Excerpt….warning - this contains sexual stuff that may offend people worried about, er, sexual stuff.

Mrs. Gilfoy kissed Jared goodnight and slipped into her house. It was then Pheobe realized Jared knew she was there. His gaze locked on her through the shadows and he smirked. His loping gate brought him to the spot where he’d fucked Mrs. Gilfoy into next week. Leaning on the banister, Jared stared into the shadows where Pheobe stood.
“Did you get a good look, Phoebe?” He hopped Mrs. Gilfoy’s porch and approached.
Phoebe gasped and ran for the back yard. Anything to get away from the embarrassment of getting caught. He chased after her. She could hear the dry grass give beneath each rapid step as he followed her into the back yard. The house lights were off with the exception of her mother’s bedroom. Consummating? Oh God, Phoebe would love to consummate with Jared.
Jared caught her around the waist and pushed her back against the tree. Phoebe pelted him with ineffectual hits to his chest. “Let me go!”
“Not until we chat,” he said. Jared grabbed her wrists and held them with his large hands above her head. “How much did you see?”
His breath fell softly on her cheek. She glared up at him. “Enough to make Mr. Gilfoy pretty pissed.”
“Mr. Gilfoy ought to spend more time pleasing his wife than his secretary.”
“She’s old enough to be your mother,” Phoebe hissed, kicking out to nail him in the groin.
Jared blocked her kick and parted her legs easily, using his hips to pin her. “Hardly. She’s forty five and a great looking forty five.”
Phoebe grunted, arching her back to shove him off, but he was too heavy. Still, she repeated the attempt. “And you’re twenty four. That’s like twenty years.”
“Good job, squirt. You know your math. But the fact that Mrs. Gilfoy needed a fuck-buddy for the night should be a little out of your interest area. Don’t you think?”
“Piss off. We’re both here to talk some sense into our parents not fuck the next door neighbors.”
Jared laughed. His body quaked heartily against hers. And much to her irritation, her body began to respond to the seductive, husky sound of him laughing at her. Her legs wobbled and her already hot apex throbbed uncomfortably. Phoebe whimpered, unable to explain the thick, hungry coil which pebbled her nipples and made her ache to rub them against his warm chest.
She bucked against him, her breath stuttering in her lungs when her hips ground hard against his. There was no ignoring the long ridge between them or the way Jared’s laugh stopped short. Unable to stop herself, Phoebe rubbed her hips along his. A quiet whimper escaped her.
Jared stared hard at her. His gaze narrowed on hers as he carefully studied her expression. She tried to guard the sharp arousal she felt, but he saw it anyway because he swore under his breath. His nostrils flared. “You’re horny,” he said, flatly.
“I’m fine.” She barred her teeth at him and glared. “Let go of me.”
“You saw something you liked tonight. Interesting considering how much you hate me. Or do you hate me Phoebe? Is that the problem?”
“Ha! I saw you and Mrs. Gilfoy hammering the porch posts in. That’s what I saw. Don’t flatter yourself, asshole.”
“Really,” he said, his voice a challenging whisper. Jared hovered over her. Locking eyes with her, he brushed his mouth across the corner of hers.
She gasped, instinctively turning her head to him. “Go away, Jared.”
His lips feathered the other corner and she sealed her eyes against the very near temptation he presented. Instead the memory of him with Mrs. Gilfoy made the temptation more difficult to resist. Stumbling across him fucking her, Phoebe hadn’t been able to look away. She tingled between her legs like it was her channel he had speared with his cock.
Jared’s ticklish brush across her lips had done nothing to ease the longing. Phoebe squirmed. “Please…” Oh dear Lord, had that been her voice begging him to kiss her?
His mouth settled on hers. She whimpered for more, hating herself as she did. With tender exploration, his lips molded to hers. She parted beneath him, but his mouth remained closed. Phoebe arched her hips into his, grinding him to relieve the sting of arousal. “Make it stop,” she pleaded.
“What stop?”
She moaned, not able to bring herself to tell him that her crotch ached for something and wanting him to give it to her. She’d never felt this way before. She’d never been out of control with the agonizing sting between her legs. “Jared, it hurts.” She pushed her hips against his, moaning when his erection centered between her thighs.
Jared tracked a hand from where he held her wrists, drifting down her arm. His hard palm cupped her breast and Phoebe cried out as pleasure thrummed from the heated contact through her bra. “You’re a big girl. Go up to your room and take care of it.”
“How?”


The interview…

1. You have some sizzling sex scenes in your book. How hard is it to write sex and make it convincing?


Bloody oath, they’re sizzling. Can’t very well write an erotica without it. Sex isn’t the least bit hard to make convincing. I take my personal experiences and put them on paper.

2. Romance and the condom. How hard do you find to slip it in or on when the action is hot between characters?

A minor technicality, the condom. I’d much prefer not having one, as it is fantasy, but the choice is made already. Now determining the color, size, texture and function of the condom, that is the hard part.

3. Do you think romance just happens or do you make your characters work for it?

The characters must work for it else the romance wouldn’t be worth diddly squat.

4. What is it about your hero that makes him irresistible to women?

Psychic energy and pheromones I reckon. Nup, He’s got to be sexy, hasn’t he? He must be exactly what she needs and she cannot help but recognize it in him. It is especially appealing when what she wants is also what the reader wants.

5. Do you think readers want to escape or do they want to identify with a character?

I pen erotica. I suspect it’s escape and rough sex they’re looking for, yes?

6. What do you think is the most important thing to remember when writing romance?

You’d better be getting some on the side else you will be frustrated beyond bearing after writing an erotic romance. If you’re writing romance, you ought to know which parts go where.

7. What are you working on now?

Penning a ménage. There are three childhood friends. The heroine and one of the blokes get on without the other knowing. The two blokes are shipped off to the Gulf. The wrong bloke returns believing the other dead. Those two friends get on, the first bloke returns. Everyone jumps in together after that.

No, you cannot click on the cover to buy...but one day soon you will be able to. Ms Blu does not have a website yet. She needs to get her finger out and get one up and running. So please feel free to comment on her website-less state.

Last week Brilliant Author - Jean Hart Stewart - Song of a Druid Princess

12 Days of Romance - I fibbed...I don't have the clue but someone on the list does...hmm whom would that be?

Do you want to win some fantastic holiday reading? Of course you do. If so come celebrate the Twelve days of Romance with 12 authors from Ellora's Cave, Wild Rose Press, Total-E-Bound and Cerridwen Press. Each day beginning December 8th and running through December 19th one of the twelve authors will tell what their "True love gave to them" on either their blog or website.

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Sandra Cox Boji Stones
Bronwyn Green Ronan's Grail
Heather Hiestand Cards Never Lie
Barbara Huffert Deal of a Lifetime
Amarinda Jones Mad About Mirabelle
Kelly Kirch Time for Love
Cindy Spencer Pape Cowboy's Christmas Bride
Brynn Paulin Fallen
Jacquéline Roth Access Denied
KZ Snow Mrs. Claws
Lacey Thorn Earth Moves

All answers must be received no later than the stroke of midnight 21st December (Northern hemisphere time) or worlds collide and you don’t want to be responsible for that now do you?

As always Anny www.annycook.blogspot.com and Kelly www.kkirch.blogspot.com have many thoughts to share with you...check them out and the fabulous, smart, witty author blogs to the left

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8 comments:

Cindy Spencer Pape said...

Whew! Very hot Katie! And love your answers. Can't wait to read the book.

Kelly Kirch said...

Me too. I'm a big fan already!

LOL! "Loping gate" never had one of those before. Must be an unedited portion. Good luck on your new release.

Katie said...

Oi, thanks mates. Amarinda is a right brilliant sheila for flogging me so well. Reckon I ought to drive to Bris one day and meet you. Beers on me.

Molly Daniels said...

Ooh, this sound great, Katie! Can't wait till it's released!

Anny Cook said...

Wonderful excerpt. Looking forward to the book!

Bronwyn's Blog said...

Excellent excerpt and interview! I feel like I'm learning Aussie as a second language. :)

However, I'd be remiss if I didn't whine about the lack of website-ness. C'mon Katie, get that site up!

Katie said...

I have a site. I forgot to tell Amarinda it was finished.

www.freewebs.com/katieblu

I linked you up.

Jacquéline_Roth said...

Great interview and excerpt.