Hello again Monday morning readers! Today we also welcome return guest A.J. Llewellyn. We are once more talking writing, new releases and maybe a little chocolate...
1.
How did you start writing erotic romance?
Hi
again Erzabet, thanks so much for having me here again! I was just here a
couple of months ago so some of my answers haven’t really changed but I’ll try
and be original! I started writing when I was very young but I didn’t mention
last time that I read Mills and Boon novels (The Australian equivalent of
Harlequin Romances) obsessively from the time I was twelve. I wrote one when I
was nineteen but they rejected it. I revamped it years later and it was
accepted! So I’ve been the a while!
2.
Plotter or pantster?
I do
plot but I never stick to the plan…sadly I’m an off-the grid kinda person!
3.
What are three things you have on your writing
desk?
Well,
something to drink, my cats, and fruit. I gave up smoking 20 years ago and it
affected my work because I typed with a cigarette dangling from my lips. I
still miss it! So I have to have something in my mouth. Oh, that’s sounds kinda
naughty, doesn’t it?
4.
Favorite food?
Dessert.
I love chocolate!
5.
Tell us a little about your new release. What
character in the book really spoke to you?
Last
time I was here I was talking about my first book with Breathless Press. It was
‘Ailani: The Last Warrior, Book 1. This time I am here to talk about the
second book in this M/M, fantasy/paranormal series, Palehua.
I
love all the characters but I have to say this time I really have a soft spot
for Lahala, who is Lio’s landlady. She has an unusual profession: she owns a
flea circus. I once stayed with a woman on the Big Island of Hawaii who had a
flea circus and I itched the whole time I was there. Check out some flea
circuses in action on YouTube. There are some nutters out there! So I have
based Lahala on that crazy old lady, plus another woman I knew who’d been one
of Don Ho’s mistresses. He had many! She still mourns his passing.
I had
a lot of fun creating Lahala but sheesh I just started to itch typing all this!
6. I
write because killing people is illegal,
but killing them in fiction is groovy.
7. What is your favorite type of
character to write about?
I like writing about ordinary people caught up in extraordinary
situations. That’s what’s interesting to me. How a regular guy handles
something shocking/amazing/life-changing.
8. What is the sexiest scene you
ever wrote?
I really work on each and every sex scene but I loved the one in Palehua…I won’t say which one, I’ll let the readers find it, but I’ll
just say it incorporates an interesting use of furniture!
9. What advice would you give new
authors in the erotica/romance field?
Write from the heart. Don’t write in a genre because you think it will
sell. Write the kind of story you want to read yourself. I write books
because they are stories nobody else will write!
10. What is next on your writerly
horizon?
I have several WiPs on the boil! Please check my website
www.ajllewellyn.com for updates, free
short stories, and free blog stories. Also please feel free to sign up for my free
monthly newsletter which has all kinds of tidbits in there. I give away one
free ebook a month to one lucky reader. The sign-up link is below.
Thanks for having me here, again,
Erzabet!
Palehua: The Last Warrior Book 2:
Synopsis:
Lio Paikai, reincarnated
warrior of the lost Hawaiian kingdom, finds trouble in paradise. The old island
gods demand Palehua from his family: blood sacrifice.
Lio Paikai is adjusting
to both his new, extremely passionate relationship with his lover, Kord Ashley,
and his status as 'Ailani,the reincarnated, loyal warrior who fought for
the last king of the Hawaiian islands Oahu and Maui. Having severed his ties
with his mother, Kalani, Lio grows closer to his father and his new family, but
Kalani won't leave them alone.
Violating
a restraining order of protection, she is arrested. Hours later, when Lio
accompanies his stepmother to a birthing class, a strange woman falls from the
sky landing on the hood of his SUV. Old wounds, old curses, and the demand for
retribution threaten to destroy his entire family. Lio must uncover the
identity of the fallen woman and soon learns her heartbreaking connection to
his mother and the damage it has caused Kalani her entire life. Lio must right
an ancient wrong and appease the old island gods that demand an immediate Palehua: blood sacrifice.
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Excerpt:
One hour and five minutes later, we walked out of the house.
Marcella kept assuring me I'd done very well as she held my arm. My back, neck,
and shoulders ached. I'd had to act out giving birth to a baby-doll while
Marcella pretended to be my birthing partner.
I felt
sorry for my dad. The way she'd screamed at me gave me every indication that
she would be a real Nazi in the delivery room.
I was
in total panic. I'd had to pretend to give birth to the fake baby so that
I empathizedwith Marcella's process, but found the experience so
traumatic I didn't think I'd ever get over it. I kept trying to imagine her
vagina opening to a huge, cavernous space as my father massaged the baby's
emerging head with olive oil.
Had he
done this for me and Louie? What about Marcella? Wouldn't the pain be
horrendous?
"You
did great, sweetie," she said. "You're a champion."
"No,
I'm not. I'm a wuss. I couldn't handle the belly."
"You
were fabulous."
"Who
was better, me or Kord?"
"Oh,
sweetie. Don't do this to yourself."
"Kord,
right?"
She
flashed me a guilty look. "Well, he sang show tunes as he delivered."
She frowned suddenly. "I should have realized then that he was
gay."
As we
got to the SUV, she peered inside. "Sweetie, do we have any apples in
there?"
No, we
didn't, but a quick stop over at Foodland would fix that.
As I
let her into the passenger side, I stared across the road at a newish house
right on the corner. I had no idea why it held my interest, but I caught a sudden
glimpse of ghostly children running across the street to it.
I
blinked, and nostalgia filled my soul. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
The streets were all gone, and I stared at miles and miles of sugar crops. I
was standing on the site of an old plantation.
I saw a
flash of a different building right on this corner. It was the kind of old
Hawaiian-style building that marked a different era. Painted white and with a
red roof, it had a lanai in front. I swear I smelled ice cream and chocolate. I
heard laughter.
Across
the top I saw in faded lettering the name Goo.
And
just like that, the image faded.
When I
got into the driver's side, Marcella said, "What are you seeing,
sweetie?"
Shaking
my head, I threw off the sudden emotion I felt. "I know it sounds weird,
but I got a glimpse of what used to be there."
"What
did you see?"
I
hesitated. "A huge sugar plantation. And right where the house is, I saw a
shop. A lot of kids went to it. I think it was a kind of soda
fountain."
She
reached her hand over to mine. "It was. It was the old Plantation Store,
but people called it Charlie Goo's Store after the owner. It closed about
twenty years ago."
I
nodded. A strange, unsettled feeling came over me.
"You
think maybe the spirits are getting you ready for a new case?" she
asked.
"I'm
thinking, maybe."
We
weren't wrong.
Twenty
seconds later, something fell on the hood of the car, making us both scream. It
wasn't a coconut. It wasn't a bowling bowl. It wasn't a vagina or even an
empathy belly. What fell on my hood and scared the heck out of both of us was a
woman. At least, I thought she was.
And she'd fallen out of the clear blue sky.
About the Author:
A.J. Llewellyn lives
in California, but dreams of living in Hawaii. Frequent trips to all the islands,
bags of Kona coffee in the fridge and a healthy collection of Hawaiian records
keep this writer refueled.
A.J’s passion for the
islands have led to writing a play about the last ruling monarch of Hawaii,
Queen Lili’uokalani, plus a non-erotic novel about the overthrow of her kingdom
written in diary form from her maid’s point of view.
AJ never lacks
inspiration for male/male erotic romances and on the rare occasions this
happens, pursue other passions such as collecting books on Hawaiiana, surfing and
spending time with friends and animal companions.
A.J. Llewellyn
believes that love is a song best sung out loud.
How to find/friend me:
email: ajllewellyn@gmail.com
website: www.ajllewellyn.com
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