Book Tour and Author Interview for King Beatrice by Evangeline


King Beatrice

By Evangeline

Genre: Mature YA Fiction, Coming-to-age

 

About the Book

 

KING BEATRICE is a coming-to-age novella that’s after your heart!

 

Alex is a young boy interested in his experiments, his dog, family, and little else. He lives a life of seclusion until the day his dog leads him on a wild goose chase through the forest and he comes across Beatrice, a crazy girl with leaves in her hair and the fierce belief that she is a king.

 

After many attempts of trying to avoid Beatrice, Alex realizes he’s stuck with her. As the years continue and a true friendship grows, he finds that perhaps she isn’t so bad, even if she constantly bests him in their duels. But life isn’t so simple, as the real world—a world of bullies and death and temptation—invades their make-believe, will it be too much for Beatrice? Will Alex make it to her in time?

Author Interview

1. What is your writing process? Do you aim for a word count daily or maybe just a scene? 

I made a goal to write for at least 30 minutes a day. It was good to start small because I usually sat down with that 30-minute interval in mind, but then ended up writing for much longer (didn’t help my sleep schedule some days, but I wrote the book)! When I have trouble with writer’s block, though, I skip to scenes that thrill me. Sometimes I’ll have parts of the beginning and end written, but absolute zilch in the middle.

2. What sort of research did you do for this book? 
I did some science research for Alex. That short scene with them building the rocket all came from hours of reading so I wouldn’t get anything wrong! I also took A LOT of time researching drugs and the particular drug Beatrice chose to know how it would affect her. 
3. What are you working on now? Any chance of a sequel? 
I’m working on an anthology right now. It’s a whole lot of beautiful, deep poems paired with photography and it’s been a lot of fun! 

Unfortunately, King Beatrice ends with “And you were mine”. I hope readers all see a different and amazing future of their own for Alex and Beatrice! I’ve loved hearing people’s different takes on how the story would continue.

4. How did you come up for the idea of your book? 

I don’t remember when I first scribbled down the original plot; it was so many years ago. However, I remember when I first started writing. I was sitting in a park on a perfectly warm day, the sun was going down, and I was watching people play with their dogs, families running around, and the sun reflecting off the Austin skyline. I had such a good feeling swelling in my chest that I wanted to incorporate into the book. Next thing I knew, I was scribbling down the first chapter!

5. Just for fun — what TV shows or movies have you really enjoyed (or disliked?) recently? 

 Oddly enough, I’ve become completely obsessed with this Japanese reality TV show called Terrace House (thank you Netflix!). It’s been a little while, but the last movie I saw in theaters was Crimes of Grindelwald. I am loving this new wizarding world! And can we talk about those graphics? Wow!

About the Author

Evangeline was a hyper-active child and was forced outside to give her family a 5-minute break which helped water her already wild imagination. You can find her kayaking on the river in Austin, Tx, gazing at a bottle of White Zinfandel, or studying, but mostly keeping herself busy and in desperate need of a nap. 

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 Excerpt: Chapter One

  

 

Phantasmagoria

 

(n.) a shifting series of phantasms, illusions, or deceptive appearances, as in a dream or as created by the imagination

 

                                                                                                                                                            

            You’ll find yourself surrounded by the unlikeliest of people.

            The boy, Alex, thought he had heard that somewhere before.

            You’ll need who you least expect.

            What a load of garbage. Alex glared at the television screen, or, more accurately, through the screen, past the actors, around the set, and straight to the directors and writers who oversaw the romanticization of that trash. He should have changed the channel an episode ago when he first stumbled upon the show, yet the poor boy found himself staring at the screen as if he were witnessing a car wreck.

            Lilian, the gorgeous teen who was made “nerdy” by sticking on a pair of thick glasses, was too smart for her new adventurous and, as far as Alex was concerned, annoying band of misfits this character decided to call friends. It was all to get back at her parents, which seemed incredibly irrational considering Lillian apparently had a 4.0 GPA, suggesting that she had some sort of notable intelligence. But what did Alex know? He was only twelve and on his second episode.

            It caused physical discomfort to the boy watching as Lillian got herself into all sorts of trouble, but he continued to follow her story, muttering I-told-you-so’s under his breath every twenty minutes. She should have stuck to solitude, Alex thought with an exaggerated sigh. Look at what those idiots got you into this time. . .

            “Alex. Alex, honey?” The boy’s mother, Marianne,looked down at her son and pursed her lips. She hated when he slipped into a daze, utterly oblivious to all around him as he focused so intently on the television. “Alex,” Marianne repeated, and finally, he turned and faced her, his face showing a puzzled expression. “Honey, the summer is almost over.”

            “I know.” He frowned and stared out the window. It was almost the end of summer and she wanted him to go outside, but he wished to stay inside where it was cool, quiet, and far from everyone else.

            “Why don’t you go outside? Find some friends? Mm?” 

            Friends. He almost laughed. Alex didn’t want friends. What he wanted was peace and that was certainly not what he got his first year of middle school. Alex hadn’t the faintest idea as to why his mother found the prospect of him attaining friends so enticing. 

            “The ladies from church are coming today. You can stay and have tea with us or . . .”

            His eyes grew wide. 

            It was Sunday afternoon and the old ladies always came on Sunday at four o’clock. They smelled like stale perfume and raisins, and they never missed an opportunity to pinch his cheeks and tell him how handsome he was becoming.

            “I’ll go,” he said quickly, turning off the television and heading for the door. He called for the dog who came gallivanting with a wide, silly grin on his face.

            “Be back before dark!” his mother called, though she had no doubt that her son would be home long before then.

            Grimacing, he closed the door behind him and clasped the leash onto Rex’s collar. Eternally grateful, the yellow lab barked. There was nothing Rex loved more than a walk with Alex, even if it was in the blazing summer heat.

            “Come on.” Alex didn’t have to pull very hard on the leash to get Rex to go. Alex took the same route every walk, so the dog already knew the path as well as he knew his own home. “You’re more excited than I am.”

            Alex had never cared much for the outdoors; there were always too many people, and talkative people at that, especially whenever he dragged Rex along, and it was always too hot or too cold. But if he ever did have to go outside, Alex preferred it to be because he was walking Rex, his only friend.

            They stopped at an intersection with shade where Alex took the opportunity to wipe the sweat from his forehead. To the left was the route they always took. It went into more residential housing and there was a shortcut to get home sooner should they both tire of the walk early, which Alex was already planning on taking. To the right was a way he’d never traveled.

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Blog Tour and Author Interview for Successor by Rae Miles

SUCCESSOR – 10/24/18 release date

Genre: YA Fantasy Romance

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 For seventeen-year-old Evan, graduation means the freedom to leave behind her small-town life and find where she belongs. She never expected it to be in a different world.

Across time and space, deep in a mysterious jungle, Evan discovers the hidden heritage of her mother’s people and her own legacy. She becomes their elemental, a protector gifted with the power to control nature. The role has its challenges, but the biggest is the inexplicable connection with her scarred bodyguard, Ren. Frustrated and fascinated by him, Evan resists the magnetic pull after realizing there’s more to it than simple attraction.

Claiming her birthright reignites the wrath of a ruthless enemy with a score to settle. To protect her new family, Evan will need to call on her formidable power. But embracing it could cause her to lose herself and the man who holds her heart.

Author Interview:

  1. What is your writing process? Do you aim for a word count daily or maybe just a scene?

Unfortunately, I’m one of those writers who have to kick myself to get any real writing done. I’m more the type who needs to be motivated to write. Otherwise, I sit at my computer and let myself be distracted by everything. My cats, mostly.

  1. What sort of research did you do for this book?

 Most of my research was done for elements surrounding the senses. How certain things smelled, what specific things looked or sounded like. The main setting in the story is the Laraek village, which is a forest/jungle made up of banyan trees. I needed a unique home for the clan, and I loved the image this kind of forest gave me. So I read up them and learned some interesting things. But overall, I didn’t have to do a lot of research for anything major.

  1. What are you working on now? Any chance of a sequel?

 Actually, the sequel is one of my current projects. I’m also working on another unrelated story that I’m excited about. I still have a lot to figure out with its plot, but it’s a YA fantasy as well.

  1. How did you come up for the idea of your book?

Successor was based off a short story I wrote in college for a writing class. A girl finds a Magic 8-Ball that gives real answers, so she goes to her friend to share it. The friend starts asking questions we really shouldn’t know the answers to. She makes the mistake of asking when she’ll die, and when she sees the toy’s answer, she runs out and gets into a car accident. It begged the question: Cause or effect? I liked the idea of turning the concept into a novel, but I knew it’d be a tricky line to walk. With a story like that, I’d have to touch on topics I wasn’t comfortable approaching, such as religion. I could just imagine the backlash it’d garner, so the thought of it was intimidating. But I was on my way home one night when the idea for Successor popped into my head. I was so excited, I had to talk out the plot until I got home so I could write it down. The rest developed from there.

  1. Just for fun — what TV shows or movies have you really enjoyed (or disliked?) recently?

I’ve been catching up on Supernatural lately. I watched the show for the first 6 years, but lost interest. Since it’s on Netflix, I decided to start over. I think I’m on season 9 or 10 now. Gotta love those Winchester boys with their angels and demons.

About the Author:

Rae Miles started creating characters at the ripe age of nine, dreaming that one day they’d have a place to call home. Many years and a creative writing degree later, that dream became a reality with her debut novel, Successor. When not writing, Rae’s absorbed in reading, movies, music, and napping. She loves animals of all kinds, and currently lives in Wisconsin with her three quirky cats.

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Book Tour for Shattered Sky by David Colby

Debris Dreams

The year: 2067

The place: Sun-Earth Lagrange Point L1, 1.5 million kilometers above the surface of the Earth.

The objective: Survive.

Sixteen-year-old Drusilla Zhao lives in the Hub, a space station used by the Chinese-American Alliance as a base to exploit Luna’s resources. Desperate to break free of the Alliance, a terrorist group from the Moon destroys the space elevator, space’s highway to Earth. In a flash, Dru’s parents are dead and she is cut off from her girlfriend Sarah on Earth.

The Alliance declares war against the Moon, conscripting Dru and all the youth of the Hub. Dru is forced to become a soldier fighting in the lethal vacuum of space. Can Dru survive lunar terrorist attacks and find her way home to Sarah?


Shattered Sky (Lunar Cycle #2) by David Colby

Publisher: Thinking Ink Press

Publishers Weekly calls Lunar Cycle Book 1 “Appealingly reminiscent of an updated Heinlein juvenile, it’s a story of wartime bravery, principles, and self-sacrifice.”

The year: 2068

The place: The war-torn and ecologically devastated Earth.

The objective: Survive.

Sixteen-year-old Drusilla Zhao has done the impossible and escaped the meat grinder of space warfare alive. Now she and her only remaining comrade, Jillian, are about to be rotated right back into the firing line, and away from Dru’s love, Sarah.

About the Author:

David Colby is the author of the sci-fi novels Debris Dreams and Shattered Sky. A fan of old school sci-fi and tabletop roleplaying games, Colby started writing almost fifteen years ago. It went poorly. But despite these early setbacks, he continued to work and write and send out submissions until someone was mad enough to accept him. Currently living in Sunnyvale, California, David’s day job involves leaping in front of cars for fun and profit (he’s a crossing guard).

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Read below for an excerpt from Shattered Sky:

Shattered Sky Excerpt

4/2/2068

California, North American Economic Zone

T-Minus L-Day: 141

Happy endings were supposed to be a hell of a lot easier than this kōngtóu zhīpiào. I had been on Earth for a whole twenty-four hours and in all those seconds of all those minutes of all those hours, I had gotten to kiss the love my life a grand total of once.

“This sucks.”

Jillian stood next to me, her back leaning against the wall as she looked out at the vast sweep of Edwards Air Force Base. When I looked out at it, it just made me feel queasy and impatient and claustrophobic in a way that I had never felt before. I didn’t even need to move my eyes to splash the images all over the wallpaper of my brain: the three or so buildings the size of entire habitation blocks, the kilometer and then some of blackened tarmac that sucked up heat like a sink­, and spread through it all the real reason why I was here and not with Sarah.

The troops. Specifically, the ten thousand or so troops that used Edwards Air Force Base as a way of getting to the next leg of their various deployments. Huge cargo hauling VTOLs landed and lifted off, while suborbital streakers burned hard to slow down and let off troops. Their uniforms spanned a spectrum of military minutia I’d never seen before, like looking through the world’s shittiest spectrometer. In space, the officer pool had been decidedly shallow, with maybe three lieutenants before General Lau. Down here, I saw every single rank that I had been forced to memorize during Basic: Gunnery Sergeants, Staff Sergeants, Second Lieutenants, First Lieutenants, Colonels, Majors, and Captains. It was a relief from the endless stream of PFCs and Corporals and Areos, like sunspots breaking up the eye scorching brightness of the sun.

Most of the Earthers were kitted out differently from Spacer soldiers, too. No laser weaponry, no bounce in their steps, no breathers and enclosed helmets. The enlisted pukes had slugthrowers on their backs, while the officers tended to be unarmed and glittery with medals, but they all trudged along, looking …

Actually, most of them didn’t look that unhappy. For most of them, this was a life they had chosen. A comfortable life with good pay, free medical coverage, honor and prestige. A life that I could have—something that fascinated and repelled me at the same time.

I wished they were unhappy. It’d be easier. It’d make more sense, if I could share that misery. Instead of being…

“So, Corp,” Jillian said, deorbiting my thoughts.

“Jillian, we’re out of the Marines now,” I said, rubbing my face with my hands.

“So, Dru,” Jillian started again. “What are you going to do once we get out of this?”

“Buy a farm.” I stood. The gravity down here was intense. I had to actually use my hand and the wall to get my knees to unbend, rather than just kipping up. I had never thought that one-G would be so … so much more than the gravity on the Hub. It wasn’t even that I hadn’t been exposed to one-G before— it was more that it was all the time, everywhere. Standing didn’t feel worth it, but I felt too confined by sitting, too passive. I started to pace back and forth, my body wanting to bounce, but gravity glued me to the ground. “I told Sarah I’d be in Quebec Arcology as soon as I could get there. At this rate—”

Jillian shuffled to the left. I shuffled into the space she had vacated. The Space Marine—one of the survivors of the Battle of the Forge, as they were calling the last big battle of the war—behind me shuffled over to take up the spot that I had held. And so, the line continued to process, and so I got closer and closer to getting out of this endless waiting.

But I still felt trapped, stuck in adhesive, forced to do nothing but endure. Endure the sounds—the babbling conversations that overlapped and drowned each other out—endure the smells— the thick, cloying stench of the tarmac, the scent of the scrubland that surrounded the base, the smell of jets and jet fuel—and endure the heat. The pounding, unstoppable heat, pouring through my skinclothes and broiling me in my own juices. I had never imagined that an uncontrolled environment could be so horrifyingly unpleasant.

Blog Tour and Author Interview for War of the Wilted by Amber Mitchell

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War of the Wilted (Garden of Thorns #2)

by Amber Mitchell

Publication Date: October 1, 2018

Publisher: Entangled Teen

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Like flowers denied water, people are wilting under the emperor’s tyranny.

Rose will not rest until the Gardener is dead. But there are bigger battles to fight, and Rayce—leader of the rebellion and the only man Rose has ever loved—believes their best chance at winning the war is to join forces with her sworn enemy.

Saving innocent people is more important than her quest for revenge. But their new ally can’t be trusted—and he knows her darkest secret. One betrayal could leave the war and Rayce’s life hanging in the balance, and Rose will need to make the ultimate sacrifice to save them all.

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Author Interview

1. Tell us about your writing process. Do you aim for a daily word count, page count, or a couple of scenes each day?

 

I have a daily word count goal of 500 words. It is really low, but I like the ability to always hit my goal. It motivates me to write even on days when I am sick or feel like I can’t because I can hit 500 words almost any time. In reality, when I am under deadline, my usual goal is around 1,500 or more.

 

I used to have a whole routine I had to follow before I could write and everything around me had to be perfect but I’ve learned over time that it actually is just a waste of time and gives me a reason not to write. Now I sit down and do it whether the world around me is a mess or not.


2. What gave you the inspiration for your book? Is it part of a series?

 

War of the Wilted is the second book in the Garden of Thorns trilogy. For the first novel, I came up with the idea after seeing women dancing in long, flowing dresses and thinking they looked like flowers from an aerial view. I started to wonder what would happen if women were actually thought of as flowers and that’s when I came up with the idea for the Garden.

 

I found this second book intimidating to write and had a hard time finding inspiration until I started thinking about who Rose needed to be by the end of the series. I realized this book was her chance to get there. Thinking about her character arc helped me put the other pieces in place.


3. Are you a pantser or a plotter? A bit of both?

 

I am a firm plotter. I used to write books without chapter outlines but I realized that left me with the excuse that I wasn’t going to write that day because I didn’t know where it was going. I can see how people wouldn’t like knowing everything about a book before going on, but I still find that there is a lot of discovery in the process. I love having a guideline so I can tell my progress and get excited about things to come. I never skip around when writing so I hold on to scenes I’m excited about like little rewards until I get to write them!


4. Do you prefer a certain type of music to listen to when you’re writing, or are you better with silence? 

 

I used to make detailed playlists for my books but now I prefer to listen to fantasy playlists on Youtube. They usually don’t have many lyrics to distract me and help me feel really epic. I can write in silence when I am really focused but it’s my least favorite thing to do.


5. What book(s) are you reading now?

 

I’m currently in the middle of reading Haven by Mary Lindsey and am really enjoying it! I love Rain’s voice. I’m also listening to Throne of Glass by Sarah J Maas and it’s been a really enjoyable listen so far!


6. Anything else you’d like us to know about this book or any others (past or future)?

 

Well, as I mentioned, it’s the second book in a trilogy. I’m currently writing the third book now and it’s so bittersweet getting to the end of Rayce and Rose’s story. They have been a part of my life for such a long time now.

 

Thanks so much for having me on your blog!

About the Author

Amber Mitchell

Amber Mitchell was born and raised in a small town in Florida. After briefly escaping small town life by attending the University of South Florida where she earned her degree in Creative Writing, she decided to ditch traffic jams and move back to her hometown. There she writes Young Adult novels, usually with a bit of magic in them, rolls D20s with her friends on Thursday nights and enjoys hanging out with her husband and four cats. Her other job involves crafting cardstock in to 3D art and has allowed her to travel all over the US vending at comic conventions which has only increased her love for fantasy and fandoms. She is represented by Nikki Terpilowski of Holloway Literature

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Blog Tour and Giveaway for The Last Ghost by Jamie Blake

The Last Ghost

by Jamie Blake

Genre: YA Urban Fantasy

Release Date: October 1st 2018

Summary:

Christian Orland is dead, and everyone in his life is doing their best to understand what happened.

Especially Woe, the sixteenth Fatality, who knows that she was assigned the wrong case when she stopped his heart, but also knew she had to do it, or risk being destroyed herself.

Woe only handles expected death, and not many people expect to die in an accident. However, not many people have the history of Christian Orland. That history is now tormenting his brother Noah, the keeper of all of Christian’s dangerous secrets, his childhood friend Ellery, who he once swore he would love “until he died,” and his girlfriend Melissa, who can’t understand why she is the only person not haunted by ghosts.

Woe teams up with the Fatality who she thinks should have had Christian’s case, and the ghosts of Christian’s past to try to solve the mystery of how he ended up as her case. As they try to unravel some of Christian’s lies, they begin to uncover something far more sinister.

Together, the most important people in Christian’s life and death must work to restore order from the chaos his death caused in the lives of those who loved him, and in realms he could not imagine, before free will is lost forever.

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The Last Ghost excerpt:

The sixteenth Fatality was surprised to find herself on a bridge, but that was where her appointment book told her to go, and thus, that was where she went. Not that she had a choice either way, but she didn’t mind, she liked the order, the predetermination of things. Car after car drove by, and she watched them, looking closely, knowing all the while that they couldn’t see her. A little after eight in the morning, she noticed a car moving erratically on the bridge. She watched as the car seemed to spin, and then crashed through the wooden guard rail and into the water below. She looked over the edge of the bridge as the car; front end first, began to sink into the depths. She peered down the road, waiting for another car to come, some passerby to notice the broken guard rail, someone to help the passengers. After a few minutes passed, she began to wait for someone entirely different.

Knowing that too much time had gone by for there to be a legitimate chance of rescue, she floated down to where the car had entered the water, looking around expectantly for the twelfth Fatality to come and bring a life to an end. He didn’t come. She started to panic, aware of the pain the people in the car must feel. She felt the familiar pulse of the appointment book as the realization began to overtake her.

“This is wrong. This is not how it is supposed to be,” she murmured, as she dove into the water, passed through the passenger side door of the car, and gently took the right hand of the young man, unconscious and bleeding in the front seat. Her icy touch went up through the fingertips, up the arm, and across his chest as it stopped the faintly beating heart.

She pulled herself out of the water, dry, but still shivering, and walked back towards the bridge to wait. For a Fatality, she hated the process of death. She had heard that she did not have the glamorous part, that there were various other beings that could comfort humans. Beings whose presence was welcomed, as they said their last goodbyes, or made the pain stop. That was not her assignment. Eventually, sirens blaring, the rescue workers came, and it was with a dull throb that she realized they were already too late by the time that she got to the bridge that day.

She had three other appointments that morning, all in hospitals, which was where she normally lingered. She knew some of the other Fatalities who spent time in hospitals, but was not in the mood to socialize with them, to tell them about her terrible day. She never truly felt like one of them anyway. Instead, she knew where she had to go, she just didn’t want to visit that place.

Author Interview

1. What is your writing process? Do you aim for a word count daily or maybe just a scene?

A. This may be unusual, but I do not write every day. When I do sit down to write, I try to write about 1,000 words at a time. I don’t wait for inspiration, but I try to find time in my schedule, for two or three times a week. I try to put on music based on what I think my character might listen to help me get in the right mood and then I write.

For editing, I can’t recommend enough reading it out loud. That may be the only way it works for me.

2. What sort of research did you do for this book?

A. The biggest research I did was into the ICD-10 codes. In The Last Ghost there are 16 different fatalities, which are the embodiments of death, based on the cause of death. I had to learn a lot about the different official causes, and which are most likely to decide which cause would get which Fatality.

3. What are you working on now? Any chance of a sequel? I am currently working on a book about a championship winning high school girls’ basketball team, and whether you make your own luck—even bad luck.

I had always contemplated The Last Ghost as a stand-alone, but lately I have been thinking about a possible sequel.

4. How did you come up for the idea of your book?

The Last Ghost was actually inspired by an optical illusion. There’s an illusion called a subjective contour which is when your brain fills in the edge between things, even if there is nothing there. I was thinking of that as a metaphor for ghosts. At the same time, I had some tragic losses when I was a teenager, and I found there were not a lot of books that explored what I was feeling—that there was a mistake. Then, the Last Ghost sort of asks the question, what if Death thinks they made a mistake? So together, that question and the idea of the subjective contour created The Last Ghost.

5. Just for fun — what TV shows or movies have you really enjoyed (or disliked?) recently?

I love TV. My biggest recommendation for tv is The Good Place. I didn’t watch it in season 1 because I thought it was over-hyped. Turns out when they were saying it was the funniest thing on TV, they were correct, it is the funniest thing on TV.

About the Author

Jamie Blake writes smart books for young adults and teens. Born in Massachusetts, she is the third of four sisters, which by literary tradition makes her the bookish one. Jamie earned degrees in literature at the University of Rochester and public policy at Cornell University. She was an elementary school teacher in North Carolina before moving to Upstate New York, where she lives with her family, including identical twin cats. The Last Ghost coming October 1, 2018 from 50/50 press is her first novel.

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