I am a nerd. A girly geek. 😀 I love fantasy and sci-fi very much. When I met C.A. Szarek on facebook and read about her fantasy novel Sword’s Call I knew I wanted to read it! (I’ll post a review as soon as I’m able… I’m way behind on so much right now *head/desk*) She’s been a darling and played along with my silly, nosy chat. 😀
Oh! She is having a virtual signing on her website (so cool!) http://www.caszarek.com/virtual-signing/
She’s also offering on lucky commenter here at The Book Tart a swag pack or ebook! Just use the rafflecopter and leave a comment telling us about any fun talents you have. I can curl my tongue and sing a lot of show tunes. *nods* those are talents!
The Queen of Tarts
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Me: C.A.! Hey beautiful! Come on in and take a turn on my hot seat. I mean, sit down on my virtual couch. 😀 Can I get you something to drink? Water, tea, coffee, soda…. Something celebratory?
C.A.: Hmm….I am a COFFEE FANATIC! COFFEE COFFEE COFFEE! Oh, I suppose I should say thanx. Hehehe. Thanx for having me and thanx for the Coffee.
Me: rotflol Coffee huh? Just a little bit your favorite? 😉
C.A.: So, I love chocolate, too. How did you know?
Me: *licks whip cream off fork* Oh… I had a good feeling about you. *shakes head* I do know people who DON’T like chocolate. Their loss! More for me and you. lol
So…. You are a storyteller and from what I’ve seen you play in lots of genres. Which I love by the way. I READ lots of genres. Tell me a bit about what you’re working on and your newest release Sword’s Call.
C.A.: I kinda write whatever occurs to me. I’ve never *worried* about genre. I love fantasy, so I see me continuing that.
I also have a romantic suspense that will be available for pre-order May 20 and general release July 1. I am really excited about it, as much as Sword’s Call. It’s called Collision Force and it’s also the first book in a series called Crossing Forces. I am addicted to series, both writing and reading!
Me: 😯 oooo looks really good! *points down*
FBad boy FBI agent and feisty widowed police detective collide pursuing a human trafficker in small town Texas on their way to true love.
Badboy, married to his job FBI agent Cole Lucas always gets his man. So when the unthinkable happens and one gets away, Cole grits his teeth and hunts human trafficker Carlo Maldonado all the way to Antioch, Texas, where he collides with Detective Andi MacLaren.
Cole doesn’t do small towns and doesn’t get involved with women he works with, but Andi tempts him in ways he doesn’t want to acknowledge.
Two murders, her partner shot and leading the investigation on her own, the last thing Andi needs a cocky FBI agent that sees her as no more than a tag-along.
Widow and single mother Andi is used to being on her own. When Cole gets stuck without a place to stay, crashing on her couch puts them in dangerous territory.
Attraction and passion bring Andi to a place she’d left behind when her husband died. Her three-year-old son quickly wiggles his way into Cole’s heart, and he starts contemplating things—family, love—that he’d never planned for himself.
Can being forced to work together make them stronger or will their differences jeopardize their case and their hearts?
C.A.: As for what I’m working on now, I *just* finished Love’s Call (King’s Riders Book Two) so that is a relief! It took me so long it was getting to the point I didn’t like it anymore! Talk about stress. It will release late 2013 or early 2014.
I have too whip out 3 chapters of a story I started some time ago (I have about 28 pages) and it’s paranormal…contemporary, and a first for me. It’s about wolf-shifters, and I would like to enter it into a contest. I am excited about writing new words (editing is my NEMESIS) so I don’t think it will take me very long. I am in love with my wolves, so I hope they will be happy they get a little bit of spot light.
Then…like in a matter of weeks, I need to start the second book in the Crossing Forces book 2, it’s called Chance Collision.
Phew. Looks like I am gonna be BUSY!
Me: Oh My Goodness! Hon… You are super duper busy. I am thrilled for us though! 😀 More King’s Riders, Crossing Forces PLUS wolf shifters? Yum!
Now it’s my turn to play. Mwahahaha-hack
Hmmmm I need to practice my evil laughter. lol
How could you compare your writing process to playing on a trampoline?
C.A.: LOL! That is kinda apropos! Or a roller coaster would work, too. The up and down of either is about where I live. I’m a pantser, so I don’t *plan* much when I sit down to write. No matter how I try to plan, I never get further than a few notes or bullet points, so sometimes I struggle. That’s where the trampoline would come in. When I’m up, it’s awesome. Writing, flying, YAYS! When I come back down is when I go, “God, I hate this.” I hate those moments. Like most people, *I* am my toughest critic. So sometimes I have to yell at myself “Shut up and write!” That inner voice can be a pain. What I need to do is transition into a “plotster” and do half and half. We’ll see. *wink*
Me: Epic answer! lol I Think Pants are good 😛 Bullet points don’t have to be your thing… They’re not mine either. 😛
I just made up a word parsleet please make up a definition and use the word in a sentence. 😛
C.A.: Parsleet: (noun) A curse; or cuss word utilized to showcase the frustration of a writer.
“I wish I was done with this book! It’s such a fricking parsleet!” Hehehe.
That might be a lil lame, but it’s the first thing that came to mind, so I went with it!
Me: *snort* I like it! Parsleet!
And now it’s Madlibs time! I like asking for word parts. Lol I was NOT the best at diagramming sentences in school and I get a kick out of asking people for verbs and nouns 😛
😀 You can make your answers as naughty or nice as you’d like 😀
VERB (PAST TENSE)
LOL OK, here’s your madlibs…..
Adult Mad Libs
You’re so SOFTLY wonderful that it’s bound to happen: A knock on your front FOOT, and there he is, with his LARGE eyes and an armful of ARMS. He tells you he’s missed you BARELY and can’t RUN without you. He realizes he made a complete HEAD of himself and wants to CARESS back together. Do you love him still? Only you know the LONG answer, but remember that only five FINGERS ago he RAN out on you and broke your TOE. Does he really want to get back together or is he just looking for a place to hang his BED?
Me: *chokes on Dr. Pepper swallow* Missed you Barely! Wants to caress back together! rotflol A place to hang his bed 😀
I love madlibs!
It’s time for The Book Tart Quickie
- If you had to describe yourself as a flavor, what would it be? Chocolate
- Do you have any pets? Yes, two dogs (Tazer and Harley) and a kitty (Bailey)
- What talents do you have? (like curling your tongue or juggling!) Yes, I can curl my tongue.
- Where would your dream holiday be? Scotland
- Whats your favorite boyband? Or band if you don’t have a fav boy 😛 No fave boy band. But when I was a teen I ADORED NKOTB
- What’s your favorite joke? Hmmm….nothing comes to mind.
- Do you prefer green or red grapes? Red, it’s all about the sweet, baby.
- If you could learn any language fluently what would it be? Japanese. I know some understand even more, but’s hard to form sentences.
- Have you ever done something really unbelievable, only to have no one around to see it? Nothing that I would want to admit. ROTFLOL
- Is the glass half full or half empty? Half full for the most part, unless it’s a grumpy day. If so, I reserve the right to change my answer. 😉
Me: Thanks darlin’! I’m so happy you came to play with me. Come back anytime k?
PS. Don’t forget to enter the contest for a chance to win prizes from C.A.! *points down* see?!
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by C.A Szarek
Copywrite © 2013
“Tell me about it,” Jorrin encouraged.
“I pictured our magic as a rope and wrapped it around us. I stepped into him, making us one. I concentrated and I saw you. But then I saw me, too. My eyes were closed, and I felt like I was sitting beside myself. It was…unsettling, at first. But then Trik must have moved his head, because I saw into the woods…he turned, right?”
He grinned at her. “Yes, he did. You did do it.”
“His eyesight is so sharp. It was a wonder to see.” Their eyes locked and held. Air ruffled her hair, causing gooseflesh to rise on her neck as a substantial breeze kicked up.
Trikser made a noise in his throat but she ignored him.
Jorrin looked so wild and beautiful with the wind in his dark hair, his high cheekbones flushed with color to the tips of his slender tapered ears. Her heart skipped as his blue eyes darkened and she read intense heat there.
Last night he’d been in her dreams. Try as she might, Cera could no longer deny that she was attracted to him. That she’d liked that kiss he stole what seemed ages ago.
Would he kiss her again? Heat crept up her neck and burned her cheeks.
The way he was looking at her right then made her lose her train of thought and her worries.
“Tell Trikser to move.”
“What?” But Cera already sent the mental command. Her bond slipped off her lap with little encouragement. He’d caught sight of a rabbit, and took off after it.
Jorrin grabbed her hand and tugged forward. She fell onto his lap, moving to him instead of away, ignoring mental cautions that this wasn’t a good idea, despite her dreams, her admitted attraction.
Their lips met in heated rushed. Cera’s arms shot around his neck and she pressed closer. His body was hard against hers and a tremor shot down her spine.
Her breasts pressed into his chest as he pinned her against him. Jorrin shoved his tongue into her mouth and groaned. She clung to him, moving her mouth under his
When she touched her tongue to his, he moaned, his hands shooting down to cup her bottom.
Cera wiggled in his arms as an unfamiliar warmth enveloped her like an embrace. Jorrin’s erection pressed into her hip and she clutched his tunic with both hands.
When he kissed her harder, her head spun. Feeling his urgency, confusion rushed her. She moaned, fighting the sensation of his warmth, his strength as he squeezed her against him. Her desire for more. Her desire for him. She couldn’t lose control.
Yanking back, she panted against him.
Jorrin’s chest heaved into her breasts as they both struggled for breath. “What’s wrong?” he croaked.
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