Author Interview Questions
1. How did you start writing erotic romance? It began with
vivid fan fiction when I was about 12 years old. I wove myself into the lives
of my favorite band back in the day (full disclosure? Fine, it was Hanson), and
of course this included romance, relationship drama, and plenty of hilariously
uninformed sex scenes.
2. Plotter or pantster? Pantser with a desperate wish to
become a plotter.
3. What are three things you have on your writing desk? The
book “Gotham Writer’s Workshop: Writing Fiction”, a sculpted wooden
pre-Columbian couple that represents my partner and I, and like, fifty
notebooks.
4. Favorite food? *blink* Um…does ‘anything Indian’ and
‘anything Mexican’ narrow it down? That’s the most specific I can get,
probably. I love so much food!
5. Tell us a little about your new release. What character
in the book really spoke to you? “Carlos and Casey” is a short story looking at
the awkwardness of time. They are ex-lovers meeting for the first time after
four years and neither really knows if the spark is there. It’s told from
Casey’s point of view, and as a woman, she really spoke to me because I’ve been
in plenty of those socially awkward situations where you have a history with someone,
but you try to pretend like you don’t. It just becomes the elephant in the
room. And the elephant can either go to sleep real quietly and you forget he’s
there, or he goes storming around demanding everyone’s attention.
6. I write because ____... it is my coping mechanism for
life; if I didn’t do it, I would be a very jittery, bursting type of person.
7. What is your favorite type of character to write about? I
love writing about women who are so independent they can barely let themselves
fall in love. Or rather, it happens without their consent, and then they spend
the novel trying to understand how this could have happened.
8. What is the sexiest scene you ever wrote? I think it’s in
my current work in progress. There is a very unexpected shower encounter
between the leads, and it turns into some really fun, slippery, and tender
moments.
9. What advice would you give new authors in the
erotica/romance field? Write until your fingers bleed, and read until your eyes
bleed. Seriously. Do so much that you think you can’t do anymore, and then do
more.
10. What is next on your writerly horizon? I’m finishing up
my third novel, which is a romantic suspense involving a baby bounty hunter, a
freak snowstorm, and two very loner leads; then it’s on to tackling the fourth
novel, which may or may not have a future sci-fi setting, some mafia
involvement, and a very long and sad separation between a married couple.
Ember Leigh has been writing erotic romance novels since she
was far too young. A native of northern
Ohio, she currently resides in South America with her Argentinean partner, a
detail she uses to justify her Bachelor's degree in Latin American Literature.
In addition to romance novels, she also writes travel articles, maintains three
blogs, and continually attempts to complete a mildly-gripping short story. In
her free time, she practices Ashtanga yoga, travels the world, and eats lots of
vegetables.
Website: http://www.emberleighromance.com
Find her on Facebook: www.facebook.com/EmberLeighAuthor
and Twitter: @EmberLeighAuth
Casey hasn't seen Carlos in four years, but
a business trip brings the ex-lovers together, making them question whether the
spark is still really there.
Blurb: Recently divorced, Casey has been
longing for a man's touch. So when business brings her back to Carlos, the one
that got away, it has to be fate. The four years apart have only done him
better, and all she can think about is having his arms, and body, wrapped
around hers. But Carlos is not the same man he was four years ago, and Casey
too is feeling the weight of too much time gone by. Can
Casey help reignite his fire or has time left them behind?
EXCERPT:
Her
breath caught as she followed him up the staircase, tucked to the far side of
the house. Carlos had always been fit enough, but it looked like he'd taken up
some new form of exercise in the past four years. He was beefier, yet still
lean. His ass moved round and tight in front of her as they climbed the stairs.
At the landing, he gestured in front of them.
"This
is my studio, but it's all yours for tonight."
It was a
rec room that took up the whole second floor, and far more standard male than
the ground floor alluded to. Movie posters, gaming systems, books scattered on
floors and coffee tables, and, off to one side, the trumpet, asleep in a bed of
sheet music. In the corner there was an overstuffed couch just about as wide as
she was long – it would be great to sleep on, even better if he could bend her
over that armrest and fuck her until dinner was ready.
She
cleared her throat, deciding adult friendships could be fun, even after four
questionable years. "I thought I'd be sharing a bed with you?" She
tried to keep her tone playful as she sauntered toward the couch. She tossed
him a smile and she caught a glimpse of him looking very stricken. Shit. Too far. Things are too different now.
Abort!
Maybe
too much time had passed in general. Maybe he was courting a girl and wanted to
take it slow with her. Maybe he no longer found her attractive, four years
becoming the dagger in the heart. Maybe he'd become celibate, or found her life
too normal and boring. There was a whole list of reasons why she shouldn't make
the first move.
"I
was just joking," she said after a moment, rolling her eyes. "Come
on, lighten up."
He
exhaled slowly, looking down at the ground as his tongue found the corner of
his mouth. "I know it was a joke, Case."
"In
case you forgot, we used to share a bed." She looked at him pointedly,
already horrified that the words were coming from her lips. What was the
getting at? Who had authorized this dialogue?
He
squeezed his eyes shut and laughed softly. "Oh, I remember."
Thanks for having me! :)
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