Interview with Vivi Anna + Excerpt

I am so happy to have Vivi Anna visiting The Book Tart today. She is clever and funny and broke all records completing my interview! <g> Like an hour! lol I love her replies too. She played with me. She can come play here again… If she brings the sequel to Vanquished. 😛

Vanquished wasn’t quite what I was expecting. It was a darker and more intense ride then I’m accustomed to. I got sucked into the story and now I’m hooked on Kat and need, need, Need! the sequel. ASAP Click HERE for my review.

Get comfy and settle in for my fun chat with Vivi Anna


Me: Hello Hon, welcome to The Book Tart *scoops up books and yarn off the couch and drops it on the chair* ummm *blush* ok, there’s space now. Please take a seat on my virtual couch and let’s get cozy. Can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea? Soda? Something with an umbrella in it? Lol this is virtual sooo, really, have whatever you’d like. I’m going to have a Starbucks green tea frappuccino *snaps fingers* see? 🙂

Vivi: Well since I can’t drink Pepsi anymore (recently diagnosed tummy issue) I will have some water with lots of crushed ice.


Me: *hands Vivi some water with a swirly straw*

So, I know you write a LOT lol I own quite a few of your books, but I don’t know much about you. *brings over bowls of gummi bears and sour patch kids and plops down on the couch* want some? I’m all about the snacks 😉 ummm, what can you tell me about you? Are you an only child? What’s your favorite color? Are you allergic to anything? Did you always want to be a storyteller? *gasps for breath then pops a handful of gummies in my mouth*


Vivi: *plucks a gummi from bowl* I’m the youngest of three. Baby of the family as it were. Grew up middle class in a small town, drove the locals mad with my blue Mohawk and combat boots.  Everyone thought me a bit strange. Go figure.  My favorite color right now is probably blue.  I have no known allergies.  Although the sun does make me break out into a rash.  And no that does not make me a vampire.  One of my besties, her husband thinks I’m one.  I’m not sure how I ever gave him that idea.  I actually wanted to be a marine biologist, I love whales.  But when I graduated high school I didn’t go to university right away, so my little detour sent me on a whole new life path.  I didn’t start seriously writing until 2002.


Me: Wow! Whales huh? <g> Excellent! lol you are good with the run on question problem I have 😛 And I’m so glad you took the detour into writing!

Can you tell me a bit about Vanquished? I am so excited that the heroine’s name is Kat *Kermit flail* It makes me giddy to read a main character with the same name as me. Lol Oh *puppy eyes* please say you have a sequel in mind?


Vivi: Vanquished was originally published as Hell Kat by Kensington Books back in 2006. It’s the first full length novel I wrote and one of my favorites.  It’s about Kat, who’s a hardened treasure huntress in a post nuclear world, looking to make money so she can finally reunite with her daughter up North where the land is green and the air clean.  But the big score leads her to the worst place imaginable, The Vanquished City.   She teams up with her sidekick Damian and her rival Hades, and together they risk everything to go into hell.  And yes there is a sequel, it’s called Inferno, and it will be out December 1, 2012.


Me: Phew! I want more Kat… Like yesterday 😉

I noticed you have another new release at the end of this year, The League of Illusion: Legacy . It looks like a steampunk. Yum! That a genre I’m The League of Illusion: Legacy by Vivi Annajust getting into and I like it. Your mind must be a beautifully chaotic place with the variety on genres you write traipsing through your imagination <g> How do you keep sane-ish? Lol


Vivi: I work on several things at once, that’s how I stay sane-ish.  My brain can’t focus on one thing at a time, I have to be able to leave one project and work on something else.  I feel caged in if I can’t.  And I don’t like cages. 🙂


Me: Cages, bad! *nods emphatically*Writing lots. Good!

Ok, now that I know you a little bit better, I’m gonna get silly… well, alright, silly-er 😛


I just made up a word SEMITWEE please make up a definition and use the word in a sentence *giggle*


Vivi: SEMITWEE: (n)half a tweet, or (v) when a tweet doesn’t make sense

How can I RT that when he semitweed it in the first place?


Me: *chokes on gummi* That’s *coughs* epic! lol

What is the 1st sentence on the 99th page of your first novel?


Vivi: From Hell Kat (Vanquished) which was my first novel:

But with the thatched roof and the wooden walls, she imagined this place more likely on the beach, like a holiday cabin.


Me: How could you compare writing to a flea market expedition?


Vivi: It’s all about hunting down that perfect something.  In the case of a book, that perfect work, that perfect sentence.  In a flea market, that perfect piece of art deco that will make no sense in the living room but you have to have it anyway.


Me: <g>

Summarize Vanquished twitter style in 140 characters or less. Go!


Vivi: A hardened treasure huntress searches for the big score in an underground city full of vampires.


Me: 96 characters! Sweet! 😀

Would you rather be thought of as fanciful, attractive, clever, romantic, vivacious, ingenious or persistent? You can only pick one and explain your answer (silly I know, but more fun for me :P)


Vivi: Ingenious by far, because then people would come to me with the tough problems that I could solve for them.  I like control. 🙂


Me: You and me both hon. <g>

It’s time for The Book Tart Quickie

  1. What are you wearing right now?: blue sweater, black pants
  2. Favorite tv show?:  Game of Thrones
  3. Night owl or morning person? Neither, I thrive in the afternoon
  4. Last book you read?:  Pines by Blake Crouch
  5. Chocolate or vanilla?: chocolate
  6. Favorite villian?:  Loki
  7. Dream vacation destination? Ireland
  8. Phobia? death
  9. Ebook or print? ebook
  10. Super power you’d like to have?  Mind control


Me: Vivi, you rock! Thank you for going along with the madness and playing with me here at The Book Tart. I am looking forward to reading more stories (Inferno!) from you and can’t wait to see what you come up with next.


Vivi: Thank you for having me over Kat.  It was awesomesauce!!


Me: awww! You Rock! This was so fun 😉

(((hugs))) Kat


First Chapter excerpt from


Copywrite © Vivi Anna

Chapter One




Dust devils whirled viciously around the broken remains of civilization.  Buildings that once stood proud and strong were now only jagged cement shards protruding from infertile dirt and rock.  The sun was a big glaring ball of light in the sky.  Where it had once produced growth and warmth, it now scorched what was left of the Earth with its brutal rays.

Kat looked up into the blistering sun and wondered for the second time today what in the hell she was doing out on the Outer Rim.  The fierce, arid wind whipped at her cloak and tried to tear it from her body.  Sand peppered her face like a tiny barrage of bullets.  Pulling her hood forward, she adjusted her tinted goggles over her eyes and continued to search the rubble for her treasure.  No small feat, considering her right eye was covered by a black leather eye-patch.

She kicked at the dirt and crumbled concrete with her steel-toed jackboots.  Nothing.  They’d been searching for nearly two hours now.  She glanced over at her partner.

“Damian!  See anything?”

Damian stood from where he squatted, raising his head toward Kat, his blue eyes glinting in the sun.  He held up his hand, something encased in his glove.

“Just this cute little dolly.”  He waved it at her, grinning mischievously.

The doll, headless and encrusted in filth, rattled in his hand.

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“Quit fucking around.  And put on your goggles.”  Kat shook her head.  The kid knew better.  An hour under the unprotected sun produced cataracts.  Cataracts usually led to blindness.  She’d seen it happen more and more.  Her sister had succumbed to blindness before she had died from the flu.  Damian was lucky he had his hood pulled over his head.

“Yes, momsie.”  Damian reached around to his pack and unzipped a compartment.  He came away with his tinted goggles.

Kat watched him put them on.

“Better?”  He flashed a grin.

She shook her head but smiled.  He always managed to make her smile.  That was one of the reasons she had bartered for his life two years ago.

He had been an employee of a local junk dealer named Jones.  Whipping boy, more like.  He did errands for Jones, cleaned up the shop and, once-in-a-while, loaned out to friends.  Loaned, as in pimped out for sexual favors.  Men or women, it didn’t matter to Jones.  He was an equal opportunist.  If the price was high enough, Damian could be bought.

When Kat first saw Damian, he was hanging from the ceiling by his hands, his wrists shackled in metal claps. Naked, except for a thin strip of cloth hanging over his crotch, Kat couldn’t help but notice his long, lean body.  Muscles rippled as he twisted side to side, struggling against his restraint. When he managed to turn all the way around, Kat could see the long red welts on his back.  She looked down at his dangling feet and saw the instrument of choice lying on the dirt floor: a horsewhip.

Two days later, she returned with more electronics and bartered for Damian’s release.  Jones didn’t even question her.  It was just another transaction to him.  They had made a deal, sealed it with a handshake, and she had left the store with Damian in tow.

“I think Russell gave us a bum lead.”  Damian’s voice broke into her thoughts.

She looked over at him as he kicked an old metal can her way.  It landed at the toe of her boot.

“Yeah, maybe.”

Eyeing the dirt and debris on the ground, Kat went over what she knew about the area.  It had once been home to a school of some sort.  The exact nature of it eluded her, but she knew that young children had attended.  She also knew that children of old were taught by electronic means.  They had access to all sorts of gadgets.  It wasn’t clear even if they had a teacher.  Maybe they had all been plugged into some electronic thingy by wires coming out of their heads.

School.  Kat had no concept of what that would have been like.  The word and idea were as foreign to her as clean air and fresh water.  The little bit of reading and writing she had learned was from her mother before she had died.  Everything else she needed to know, she learned by doing it out on the streets.  Not a pleasant education for a young svelte girl with midnight black hair and big green eyes.

Russell, another junk dealer, had told her that she could find those old learning devices out here.  At least a couple of steps above the shit ladder than what Jones had been, Kat didn’t mind doing business with him.  So far, he had been honest with her in their dealings.  He never tried to skimp on her payment.  In fact, he had been feeding her tips as to where certain treasures were located.  A win-win situation for them both, she got her money and he got his prize.  As far as Kat knew, she was the only hunter that he tolerated.

Something glinted in the sun just under a rock-pile a few feet away.  Moving to it, she bent down and pushed over one of the stones to brush away the earth.  A small circle of metal, the size of a coin, lay imbedded in the dirt.

“Bring me the pack.”

Damian rushed over to where she knelt, placing the bag down at her side.  She opened it up and took out a large, long-handled tool, somewhat like a paintbrush.  With care, she swept at the area around the shiny metal.  More metal appeared under the dirt.  She took out a small chisel and hammer and chipped around the earth that imprisoned the artifact.  She did it gently and expertly, careful not to damage her treasure.

“Is that it?”  Damian’s velvety voice broke into her concentration.

“Shut up, will you?”  But Kat wasn’t asking.

She dug around the metal and under it and then set aside the tools and lifted the treasure out of the ground.  A flat silver disc with tiny buttons on one side lay encrusted in the earth.  She rubbed at the metal, clearing away the stubborn clinging sand.  The word play was etched under one button.  Kat grinned.

“Is it the music maker?”

“Money maker you mean.”

Laughing, Damian wrapped his arms around Kat.  He picked her up and swung her around.

“I can just taste the thick juicy steak I’m going to have.  I can almost see the blood on my plate.”

“Put me down, or you’ll see the blood on your face.”


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Vivi Anna is an award winning, Canadian multi-published author in paranormal romance, urban fantasy, and scifi with close to 19 books and novellas for Harlequin and others.


Vivi is the current president of CARWA and also a co-founder of the popular #TVwriterchat on twitter.  She’s also an aspiring screen/TV writer.

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