Thursday, May 28, 2015

The Experiencers - Val Tobin. An alien abductee escape her fate.

Book Description from Amazon: The Experiencers

A black ops assassin atones for his brutal past by trying to help an alien abductee escape her fate.

Agency black ops assassin, Michael Valiant, deals death without question. He knows it’s all in the name of duty and the fight against terror, particularly at a time when the earth is as close as it’s ever been to self-destructing. But when his orders include silencing members of a UFO group who look less like terrorists and more like housewives and UFO buffs, he decides to do some digging.

His curiosity arouses the ire of Jim Cornell, his boss, and Gerry Muniz, his partner, who warn Michael that his actions are putting him in danger. When Michael’s wife dies in what appears to be a traffic accident, Michael, with Gerry’s help and support, pushes aside his doubts and immerses himself in the jobs he needs to complete.

Psychic medium, Carolyn Fairchild, is happy and contented, living in a nice home in Newmarket, Ontario, with her husband and daughter. All Carolyn wants is to live in peaceful obscurity. Unbeknownst to her, the UFO group she belongs to has made it onto the Agency’s hit list. When, one by one, the members in their group die or disappear, Carolyn grows desperate.

Ordered to kidnap Carolyn and turn her over to the Agency, Michael confronts Carolyn in her home, ready to complete his assignment. But when Carolyn connects to Michael's dead wife and reveals to him the truth behind her death, Carolyn forces him to choose between saving himself and doing what's right.

Unaware that they are repeating a pattern enacted over many lifetimes, Michael and Carolyn must find a way to break the cycle, or continue playing it out in lifetimes to come.

What inspired you to start writing, and when?
I’ve wanted to write fiction for as long as I can remember. I have written stories, but not shared them. In 2012, I finally decided to get serious with my fiction. Before that, I’d focused on non-fiction. Reading has always inspired me to write.

What is your preferred genre?
I have an affinity for fantasy, new age science fiction (a blend of Science Fiction and paranormal), horror, and romance.

How many books have you written?  If more than one, are any a series…or trilogy?
I’m working on my fourth novel. The Experiencers is book one of a two-part series. The sequel, A Ring of Truth, completes Michael and Carolyn’s story. I also have a short horror story, Storm Lake, available on Smashwords and Amazon. Injury, a romance, was recently released on Amazon.

Tell us a little about your book.
The Experiencers is new age science fiction with elements of suspense, but is really a love story in disguise. Michael and Carolyn have been together across multiple lifetimes, but are unaware of it at the start of the novel.

Michael, in this lifetime, is a cold-blooded killer. Carolyn is a pacifist, and her moral standards clash with everything Michael stands for. Their evolution through the two novels will either continue or break the pattern established in previous lifetimes. They’re not just fighting for their lives, but for their future lives.

Do you have plans for a new book?
I’ve just completed Injury, a romance novel, about a young actress at the height of her career who has her personal life turned upside down when a horrifying family secret makes front-page news. My fourth novel, Gillian’s Island, is another romance: A headstrong divorcee forced to sell her island home clashes with the handsome and arrogant new owner.

Is there an Author that you would really like to meet?
Mark Twain.

Was there an Author who inspired your writing?
Stephen King.

Do you plot or write by the seat of your pants?
I use a combination. The Experiencers was pantsed, but A Ring of Truth had some planning, and Injury had both as well.

Did you have an editor edit your books?
I had a developmental editor and a copy editor.

Do you prefer e-books, paperbacks or hardcover?
I prefer paperbacks.

Where do you prefer to buy your books?
I buy traditionally published books at the book store, but go to Smashwords or Amazon for e-books.

Are you a self- published (Indie) Author?

What books would you like to read again?
The Lord of the Rings.

Is there a particular movie that you preferred over the book version?
The Bourne movies were better than the books.

What book are you currently reading and in what format (ebook/paperback/hardcover)?
Michael Connelly’s Lost Light. Also Stephen King’s Lisey’s Story in paperback and Michael Crichton’s The Terminal Man in paperback. And Alan Annand’s Antenna Syndrome in e-book.

I have books stashed everywhere and read every chance I get.

Who designed the cover of your book?
Patti Roberts of Paradox did the new cover for The Experiencers and the covers for A Ring of Truth and Injury. Bruce Greenaway of Splinter Media Group did the original cover for The Experiencers.

Do you find yourself intrigued by the cover of a book enough to buy it? 
The cover will grab my attention, but the summary and the first few pages will sell me. The cover alone will not do it for me, but it’s what draws me to look closer at the book.

Do you have any advice for other writers starting out?
Make sure you have a competent editor and a professional cover design. Get trusted beta readers.

Do you write under a pen name?
Not at the moment.

Do you ever write in your PJ’s?

You are trapped on a tropical island - who would you like to be stranded with?
Jesus. He can turn water into wine, he walks on water, so we wouldn’t exactly be stranded, and the conversation would be stimulating.

Pick one - Wine, Chocolate or shoes?

Cats or dogs?

How many hours per day do you try to devote to research and writing?
Six to ten.

Sleep in or get up early?
Get up early.

Where and when do you prefer to do your writing?
At my desk in my home office.

List 3 of your favorite movies?
Gone with the Wind
The Lord of the Rings movies
The Bourne Identity

What is a movie or TV show that you watched just recently and really enjoyed?
The Fall on Netflix with Gillian Anderson

Where can your readers stalk you?

Is your book in Print, e-book or both?

Do you give free e-books away in exchange for honest reviews?

Book links:

Amazon Author Page - HERE

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

The time has come - book 5 in the Paradox Series

Due out this NOVEMBER


Two mysterious strangers arrive just in time to help Grace Connors as she struggles to cope with the death of her father. But are the intentions of these strangers as innocent as they first seem, or is something far more sinister on their agenda?
Meanwhile, in a faraway realm, a race of fallen Angels clash with a ruling house of Angels. Their battle changes events in the Ancient World and the New World forever. A realm where a year can last centuries and an ancient, magical people still rule... A realm where even the immortals face danger.


Saturday, May 9, 2015

Free read - Murder With Friends by Fred Lichtenberg

Hello Friends,

My latest collection of mystery short stories under the title MURDER WITH FRIENDS (Stalking With Friends, I lost My Wife! Twisted Games, Hooked, and The Psychic Detective), are based on popular word games, and released today on Amazon.

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Stalking with Friends

His letters were perfect M-U-R-D-E, the R already on the board. A sinister laugh. JUSTME added the letters on his android phone and waited for his opponent to react to his 39 points, putting him ahead by 72. Not happy for sure. JUSTME had won every game with this opponent the entire three months. A wide grin.
Time lapsed. Was JASMINE too busy to play? It was nine in the evening. Maybe she was streaming a movie? JUSTME assumed his opponent was a woman by her game name. He had other guesses about her: probably self-employed because she was always available, single, lived in his Eastern Time zone. He knew nothing else about her except she was sort of laid back, wasn’t aggressive, and never commented on a game, like “You picked some great words,” or, “Hey, let me win once in a while.”
JUSTME wasn’t about to let her win—or anyone else, for that matter—if he could help it. He needed to win, be king of Friends, and anyone who beat him, beware …
JASMINE was safe—for now. Never beat JUSTME or just wait, which come to think of it, was another great Friends’ name.
Pinged. She’s back. “Nice word and 39 points. You are certainly the best I ever played with.”
And she wants to chat? He felt a surge.
JASMINE continued. “We’ve been playing a while, seem to have a connection.”
Oh yeah. “Definitely,” he wrote.
“You must be a guy. I mean, over the past few months you’ve used many macho words. And now MURDER. Wow.”
“I’m a guy,” JUSTME punched in. Maybe he should have made her beg to find out. “You sound like a woman, with so many feminine words. And your board name, JASMINE.”
“You are good. You law enforcement? A detective?”
Huh? Definitely not, but he couldn’t tell her what he did for a living—if you called it a living. “Sales, I travel around the country.
“Ever get to Gatlinburg?”
Christ, was this an invitation? “Just so happens I’ll be there next week.” He could be anywhere, anytime. He wanted a photo of JASMINE. Hell, she could be old or fat or just plain ugly—
“Because I think we have a connection. Wouldn’t mind playing with you in the same room. That didn’t come out right.”
It did to JUSTME. Playing Friends in person, and then—
“That was inappropriate, sorry,” she wrote.
“No, I understood,” JUSTME typed quickly. “Say, can you text me a photo? And I’ll text one back. You know, so we can recognize each other in—where again? Oh right, Gatlinburg.”
“You’re too funny, JUSTME. Sure, give me your e-mail address or text so I can send a selfie. Here’s my text number.”
JUSTME squirmed. What was he thinking? He didn’t like giving out anything personal, but he took a chance.
The text zoomed back quickly. Boy, was she smoking! Thirty, blonde, great skin, eyes!
“You’re very pretty.” Clean, simple, didn’t want to turn her off.
“Thank you.”
JUSTME kept a head shot on his phone—his cousin who died a few years back. Sad, the handsome ones die young. But now that his poor cousin, Ricky, was gone, he’d never know. Nor care. JUSTME couldn’t send her a photo of himself, not with first-degree burn scars on the left side of his face. Not that it mattered; once he spotted JASMINE and followed her home, the rest would be easy.
“Wow, I hoped you would be handsome, but you’re more than I thought,” JASMINE wrote. “Can’t wait to meet you. I’m Brooke, by the way.”
“Ricky, a pleasure, Brooke.” Why not use his cousin’s name too?
“When will you be in town?”
Tuesday.” Plenty of time to drive from Florida to Tennessee. It was Saturday night. Another reason he could tell JASMINE, uh, Brooke, was single. She would have been out with her boyfriend or husband. And she wanted to meet—
“Perfect. How about we meet at the Gatlinburg welcome center at 7 pm?”
“Works for me.” It always worked for him. Another sinister laugh. “Well, until then, Brooke.”
“Looking so forward to meeting you in the flesh.”
An older model Ford Focus crept along the main strip in Gatlinburg. Perfect timing. He pulled up about fifty feet from the welcome center and snapped up his binoculars. Yep, there she was standing, looking out at the street as though looking for . . . me, JUSTME. My JASMINE, my Friend, you’re as beautiful as your photo! His eyes locked on her as he dialed her cell. A moment passed before she dug into her handbag and answered.
“Hi, I’ve been waiting.”
JUSTME tried to control himself. He wanted to leap out of the car and—
“Hi to you too. Listen, my car broke down, and I’m afraid I’m going to be an hour late.”
“Oh, that’s too bad.”
“I can call you when I arrive. Is that OK, Brooke?”
She looked at her watch, then shook her head in a sad motion.
“It’ll be kind of late.”
“You’re right. I’ll check into my hotel. We can schedule our date for tomorrow.”
“Sure, tomorrow.” But he sensed she was disappointed.
“Could I be so bold as to ask you to meet me in the hotel lobby, just to say hello?”
He saw a big smile. He had her.
“Sure, I could do that. Where are you staying?”
His eyes darted around until he found what he was looking for. “The Country Inn.”
Her eyes gazed up and she smiled again. “Perfect. Call me when you get into town.”
The streetlight cast a glow on her. He just couldn’t believe it. She was gorgeous, sexy in a green backless party dress. Forget the lobby, how about a room? Only there would be no room. He waited for JASMINE to walk a few blocks away and was about to take off when a car pulled up and lowered the passenger window. The guy waved with a map. “Can you help me? I’m lost, and everything in this town looks the same.”
Christ, not now! He tried to keep one eye on JASMINE, but she disappeared. Where did she go? “I’m from out of town myself, can’t help you. Can you move your car? I’m in a hurry.”
“Sure, sorry.” JUSTME jerked his car forward and headed for JASMINE. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! Where are you? He drove a few blocks until he found a restaurant parking lot, where he jumped out of the car to hightail it back to where he last saw her. She wouldn’t recognize him, but what would he do if he found her? Say, “Hi, I’m Ricky and lied about the way I look.” No more Friends, let alone the “motel room.”
She was gone. Defeated, he trudged to his car and put his head on the steering wheel. What next? And then his phone rang. He frowned. Who? But then he smiled. “Hey, I was just thinking about you.”
“Me too,” JASMINE said. “I’m a little worried about your car breaking down. Are you OK?”
Sweet! “Kind of. I mean, I just called the inn and they’re full. I guess I should have called and—”
“Oh no. Look, I don’t want you to take this the wrong way, but I lied about living in Gatlinburg. I’m here because I broke up with my boyfriend a week ago and needed to get away. I actually live in North Carolina. I’m so sorry, Ricky, for lying to you.”
“Oh, that’s OK. It was very nice—”
“No, no, that’s not what I mean. It’s dead with him. I’d like to see you. I’m lonely and confused. Could you maybe just come by my hotel so we can chat? If you’re really a nice guy, I’ll let you sleep on the sofa. And if you’re not, you can kill me.” She giggled.
Christ, what an invitation! “Sure, but only if you are OK with it. I mean, I’m a gentleman, so you don’t have to worry about me taking advantage. It sounds like you’d like to talk. I’m a great listener.” And taker!
“I’m staying at the Valley Inn, just outside of town toward Smoky Mountains National Park. I’m in room 201. And thanks for listening ahead of time.” She giggled again.
Ricky calculated quickly. “Be there in an hour.”

JUSTME stood in front of her door and inhaled. He counted one, two, three, and knocked—not too hard, not too soft, just a friendly knock.
JASMINE opened the door with a smile that crashed to fear. She tried to close the door, but JUSTME planted his size-10 sneaker to block it.  
“I can explain, JASMINE, I mean, Brooke. Just give me a chance.”
“You better leave, or I’ll call the police. You’re … nothing like your photo. How could you, Ricky?”
He started his sob trick. “I’m so sorry, Brooke. I knew you’d never want to meet if you saw what I looked like.” He rubbed his eyes with his sleeve. “I just wanted to meet a nice woman, show her I’m more than looks, someone like you.”
She hesitated but gripped the door. “You came all the way from Florida, or is that a lie too?”
He shook his head. “True. I’ve never done this before. I’ll go.” He turned to leave.
“Wait, you can’t sleep in your car all night.” She sighed. “Come in, we’ll figure it out. I wasn’t exactly honest either.”
He turned back. “So sorry,” he whispered.
As they talked, he confessed his real name was Alan and his face was burned at a factory, which allowed him to collect disability. He lived alone ever since his brother committed suicide by jumping off a bridge. OK, he never had a brother. But he wanted her to relax, build up confidence in him.
Brooke handed him a glass of chardonnay. “To a better life,” they toasted.
As Brooke told him about herself, he nodded, not caring if she was telling the truth. He was, after all, just after a piece of ass. That was the game: seeing if his true looks could snare women after finagling an introduction. And it worked; they always feeling sorry for him. Brooke was next.
After a few hours of talk and wine, Brooke took his hand and kissed it. Then she kissed his lips, his face. He tried not to be too aggressive. Actually, he was feeling … light-headed. Too much wine.
“Let’s make love,” she whispered.
He nodded with a silly grin.
She smiled and walked to the bathroom. “Be right out.”
He stripped down to his underwear, and stumbled onto the bed.
Brooke joined him in a thin red bra and matching panties. “Hi.”
He smiled. “Hi.” His eyes drifted to her hands.
Oh, boy, this was going to be fun.
“You mind, macho man?”
His wily grin answered for him. He felt the clip against his wrists and then against the bedpost. Snap.
“You look a little wasted, Alan. Do you think you can last all night?”
“Think so—”
He blinked.
“Did you really think you could just show up from wherever you’re from and have sex with me? You, like that cheater boyfriend of mine, think you can take me at will. Well, you can’t. How many words is that, Mr. Letters With Friends?”
Alan blinked harder and yanked at the cuffs. What the hell was happening? “I thought—”
“You thought you could have sex and move on, didn’t you?”
“No.” OK, his intentions weren’t that bad. He was a good guy, just trying to win over a woman, like Letters With Friends. He wanted, no, needed to WIN!
“Guess what, Alan, you’re not going to have sex with me or anyone else. Not after tonight.”
His eyes bulged. “Oh God, please, I’m sorry. It’ll never happen again, I swear. Just take off the cuffs, and I’ll never bother you again.”
“It’s a little too late for that, honey.” Brooke shook her head, then strutted over to her handbag and pulled out a serrated knife. She pointed it at his underwear. “My stepfather wanted sex too, the bastard. I swore I would kill him someday.” A snare. “He’s not around anymore. Nor Patrick, the cheat.”
Her glazed look terrified him. “My boyfriend, stupid. Haven’t you been listening?” She paused. “And now you.” She sliced off his underwear and chuckled. “So small. It looks frightened, like you.”
“I beg you, Brooke.”
“Right, beg.”
“Why me?”
“Oh, right, a reason. Well, for one, I don’t like to lose. You’ve won every Letters with Friend game, so I’m guessing you’ve been cheating. Have you been using a cheater’s dictionary, Alan?”
“No, I swear. I’m … good.” He started to smile but thought better.
“I pictured that smug look you must have had every time you beat me. I almost stopped playing, but had a better idea.” She clicked her teeth. “Temptation made it so easy.”
Calm down. He would get out of this . . . he needed a plan. But Brooke worked the knife in her hands back and forth like she was experienced. He wanted to plea more, offer her his disability money, anything, but remembered she mentioned her stepfather and boyfriend. He bet she cuffed them too.
“Please.” Tears—real this time—formed and streamed down his cheek. “I don’t want to die, even with this face.”
“Shush.” She raised the point to her tongue. “I can’t wait to taste blood.”
Alan closed his eyes, prayed.
“Good-bye, JUSTME.”
He held his breath, bracing for the slice on his manhood. Or worse. The room felt deadly still.
Do it already. Kill me!
His breathing labored for what felt like hours. And then he sensed her one last time. Movement. A door . . . opening?
Alan slowly opened one eye, then the other, then blinked.
JASMINE was gone.
It was JUSTME.

If you enjoy the story—you will, I promise—spread the word and then ONE click will bring you to Amazon. MURDER WITH FRIENDS is only $1.99. A very good deal and lots of fun reading!

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Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Queen Margot by Marketa B. Linden W - Author interview

What inspired you to start writing, and when?
I was scribbling and sketching as soon as I could write, I was just 5 years old. My first book was about the girl called Andeli who was some sort of girl based on family stories about plane crash, my reading of books about ancient Egypt and my paternal English heritage. I have never finished the story but I remember I forced all kids in the kindergarden and primary school to read it:]] There were funny moments when I got a typewriter and I wrote a screenplays for my puppet theatre and we did a school magazine. It was noisy on old typewritting machine, I typed really quickly:]] Better opportunity was at the college.I landed a job as a sport journalist in age of 18 for one local newspaper and it came from there but it is still a hobby. I am not an author by profession.  I write scripts to documentaries and one feature movie now, there is always something to rewrite and it is time demanding with deadlines. I still do blogging and I am proud of my book of poems and lyrics to the songs. Some articles out but one of the best advices came to people I didn't know at the beginning of the career. USA people who were strict about whole package and forced me to stay my grounds but pay attention to glossy package and formatting for standing out from the crowd, couple of teachers, one from the university who was very good and asked us to think. 

The trolls who try to mock or put you down or people who provide you with all sort of free advice how write and publish a book.. I also printed my poetry book on demands as self published writer and I sold out 500 pieces. The career of sport journalist in the print press and on radio was the best preparation regarding writing or preparing text. Good advice came also from my wish to contribute my historical articles based on biographies of famous women to fashion magazine. I tried and of course I didn't succeed as I wasn't a friend of the editorial team or known name but the editor in chief who later dated an actress replied back it was OK try for the article but I need to follow their rules for the series. It started with dramatical opening scene and the facts about the interesting woman followed. 

I warmed to this idea when I typed my Queen Margot instead. It starts with the tournament scene where Margot's father Henry II dies. I have never met that editor but his advice was one of the best I got and funny enough I still stick with my idea to write series about interesting women from history, based on their real biographical facts.

What is your preferred genre?
Fiction and memories or historical novels.

How many books have you written?  If more than one, are any a series…or trilogy?
Just this one, except my book of poems Intersections of life and couple of short stories, some scripts now for documentaries and a lot of articles.

Tell us a little about your book.
Margaret of Valois is forced into arranged marriage with Henry of Navarre, by her mother Catherine de Medici and cruel brothers who want to ceasefire between Catholics and Protestants during religious wars in France, but the wedding ends by St Bartholomew massacre and Margareth's life is from this time hanging up in the air, her destiny depends on decision of her brothers and a husband who doesn't love her. She survives by strong will, fierce intelligence where her lovers and friends are murdered, she is treated badly by her mother and brothers, later sent to exile by husband but she comes out as the winner, surviving all and dark age of intrigues, murders, passion, love in murky 16th century in France.

Do you have plans for a new book?
Yes, I do. It is again about very independent, strong female character from history but she was very modest in this case. One is about Countess Norbertine Kinsky who was a relative of Countess Kinsky linked with Nobel and other book is about Margaret of Tudor. Perhaps one of the most underestimated woman in British history and I think her beloved grandson Henry ordered to murder her.

Is there an Author that you would really like to meet?
Many of them, dead or living legends, I would need to book a banquet hall.

Was there an Author that inspired your writing?
No. I like to be myself.

Do you plot or write by the seat of your pants?
From the scratch or by the seat of my pants, with long preparation ahead, linked to collecting relevant historical facts.

Did you have an editor edit your books?
No. I use Scrivener which often annoys me and I need put certain notes on the paper, but this program is helpful for formatting. I have a couple of friends who read certain parts of the book and tell me if they like it, but none of them has all manuscript to themselves. I am my the biggest critic and I read many times my manuscript, it has a lot of makeovers, erase and delete, trust me. I rewrite if I am not happy. It is like Saville Row tailoring:]]

Do you prefer ebooks, paperbacks or hardcover?

Where do you prefer to buy your books?
I love bookshops, love them. I will spend ages browsing shelves with books. Everywhere, small indie shops, vintage shops or huge book shops.  I also like ebooks. Easy for travelling but a hardcover is a hardcover.

Are you a self- published (Indie) Author?
Yes, I am a self published author with some outsourced help regarding distribution.

What books would you like to read again?
I am lucky I still own my old library and I can get back to the books and read. It is true about my books from childhood, they are real gems and one of them was recently on my table by the bed. It is a story of little girl fighting cruel Winter and loving gardens and flowers. I wrote the script and it gets animation cover for short movie. I am excited about that. And I love cookbooks:]]

Is there a particular movie that you preferred over the book version?
I'd say a lot of books are difficult to convert into the films because they are about atmosphere but also a lot of quite boring books for children were used as adaptations for successful movies. I cannot say which movie I like over the book but I know I was scared more reading Nightmare on Elm Street book than watching the horror on TV screen because my imagination was wild, turning pages of the book late in night was creepy time for me. Also annoying movie was 50 shades of grey. It was a rom com to me, with added vitamin S and some techniques as dreamwork of middle aged writer. We know private life middle aged people and Middle Age which is time where my book is anchored in is real from that point. It is grey reality. I could choose basic plotline and many bed scenes as Margot was a lover than fighter, there is also an incest, but I am not that type of an author who will create new Game of Thrones series full of vitamin S and bloodbath even it was like that in history and intimate relationship between Margot and her bisex brother Henry III. It will be amazing for Hollywood production than simple plotline with 50 tunes of back vocals but I want to stick to history and Margot's brothers were weird enough and it is based on interesting history. I always think it is difficult to convert certain books into movies, even sci fi like Lord of Rings and it is film work I really like.

What book are you currently reading and in what format (ebook/paperback/hardcover)?
All of them, a lot of them but I prefer hardbooks.

Who designed the cover of your book?
I thought about the painting from 16th century and I picked up the portrait, pointing finger I want certainly this on my book cover but everything else is up to you. I am usually clear about my vision and requirements about website design, main colours and layout, but I let free reins in this case and the result by very talented web designer guy was smashing. My jaw dropped down how I was excited. I really love the golden element, it was his idea as well as frame and I really, really love it. I have also a cover for next book about Margaret of Beaufort called Chess Queen and I choose everything and also asked for many reviews of book cover design. I am happy with that now but it wasn't easy ride like with the cover of Queen Margot.  Maybe I should stick with the same graphic designer but I wanted different perspective and fresh look.  I daresay the designer of this book's cover is the best.

Do you find yourself intrigued by the cover of a book enough to buy it?
The package and design sells, nice cover book catches your eyes but content is a king. Empty box is still empty box wrapped in glossy paper with golden ribbon on and rag mag is still a rag mag with the sexiest woman on the cover page.

Do you have any advice for other writers starting out?
It will be a long list similar to roll of toilet paper what was is or is Jack Kerouac’s novel or typing by Jose Mourinho. I need to say Thank you to all pearls of wisdom as well as to my trolls and Arthur Landon calling me zero, which made me to push things to higher level of motivation. I am grateful for all sort of advice.

Do you write under a pen name?
No and I have never thought about that. I am very proud of my name and origin.

Do you ever write in your PJ’s?
Often. In chemises. I also sing on the loo and in the bathroom. When I was living in Chelsea, the sound of my singing reached apartments downstairs and they thought it was Catherine Jenkins. Actually no, I am not so plastic looking and they are perhaps happy the writing is quiet activity and the heydays of noisy typewrites are behind us:]]

What are your pet peeves?
I’d go for Keanu Reeves, he is rock and roll with deep knowledge of Shakespeare and he was really funny at the premiere of Anvil in London where he was sitting by the aisle but running back and forth at the stage and very chatty. Sarah Brown, the wife of British PM attended unexpected like princess Margaret of Valois was checked during the wedding night and it was Prince William who proposed his princess of his heart Kate Middleton exactly two years after Anvil premiere , in Africa, giving big tip to Margaret in Kenya and his marriage seems to be happy one compared to arranged marriage between Margaret of Valois and Henry of Navarre. I’d say regarding spitting on Keanu Reeves or anyone I dislike trolls with huge scale of own issues who need to bully, abuse, insult, put people down. Other pet pee for me is noise, I cannot name next one because I am quite laid back and tolerant person who loves to left in peace.

You are trapped on a tropical island - who would you like to be stranded with?
With myself and Alibaba or his helper to get me out. Certainly no with those exots from reality show I am apparently celebrity, get me out.

Pick one - Wine, Chocolate or shoes?
I'm very similar to the lady across the sea from Australia regarding her big closet of footwear. I am an expert on wine but I don't smoke and I don't drink.

Cats or dogs?
Dogs. Big barking dogs, no yappie ones. I sneeze from cats, my two cousins do as well. It is in the family. My aunt Marie Christine who also writes historical novels has trophy cats and she puts sign on the door Don't disturb at 7 or 8pm. It isn't mean she goes to the bed, it means it is her creative time. People are different, we are like cats and dogs.

Tell us about someone or something that just made your day -
Small things make my day. Partner makes my day…unexpected nice things...

What is your favorite food and beverage?
I have no favourite food but I prefer sweet and sour to sweet, but I love baking. I don't drink alcohol but every my friend will tell you I cannot live without a coffee.  Every morning routine - strong espresso, roast five, usually After dinner. A lot of cups during writing.

How many hours per day do you try to devote to research and writing?
It depends on the type of writing. It varies with the book but scripts for documentaries are demanding and you really need to put effort and padlock to the laptop to type certain amount on daily basis. The research of the facts is very time consuming but if you have that I just sit and write and write.

What are 3 things you never leave home without (apart from keys, money and phone)?
My brain and good mood. It is just two things.

Sleep in or get up early?
Early bird except Sundays - long lay ins.

Laptop or desktop for writing?
A laptop or a tablet. Both, with handwritten notes on the side.

Your favorite gadget?
A phone and a laptop. Usually switched off over the nights and weekends. It's family and relax time.

Where and when do you prefer to do your writing?
Anywhere and any time when I can and I have free time and place to do it.

Your thoughts on receiving book reviews - the good and the bad?
If it is critical review based on the book and logical reasons I get it, it is a part of book publishing and marketing process. I dislike those personal attacks because certain people have self issues that's why need to abuse you or attack you for something irrelevant to the book like I am a stupid blonde or crazy woman, I was mocked with nasty trio who has never published anything worthy except their Twitter abuse of my person I can't speak and write. I take book reviews in daily press or magazine with ease. They aren't ripping you off, the beauty and love for you book is in the eyes of the beholder. I stand by my book but I don't know if it will be loved by critics or it will be a flop or hit with the readers. I did my best.

Do you have a bucket list?
Yes I do but I don't follow the list like dog is chasing a bone.

One of your favorite quotes –
many of them, they are a pearls of wisdom. I will mention just one Live with no excuses and love with no regrets.

List 3 of your favorite movies?
I like to go to Cinema Renoir in London and couple of art theatres in NYC, I like indie movies and film noir than blockbusters. I cannot list just three favourite movies but if I can pick up a trio of film treasures for technique I'd highlight Rebecca which I like to watch over Halloween, Marketa Lazarova which is black and white movie known for lyrical expression and The Brief Encounter but there are many great movies. The list goes on...

What is a movie or TV show that you watched just recently and really enjoyed?
I don't watch TV at all and my last visit to cinema was I think the restored film Red Shoes by British Film Institution. I should start planning a visit soon I just see many animation movies now because I am writing a script to feature movie for children.

Where can your readers stalk you?
I'd rather to be left alone after my bad experiences with cyber stalking and stalking by one man which turned into really bad smear campaign and bullying where also people who have anything to do were involved. I like chatting with people but nice people who are interested in my work, in this case it is a book, and they know one or two things about me or the book than trying to belittle me because they have certain issues. I think if you are lucky or share similar interests with me, you can bump into me at events which are close to my heart and linked with my hobbies, at sports, in the library, in the theatre...I am quite active person.

Is your book in Print, ebook or both?
In ebook format, available in many book outlets over the world, also in Australian indie book stores.

Do you give free ebooks away in exchange for honest reviews?


About the book:

Gritty reality of the 16th century in France with love, passion, opulance sits side by side with dirty streets and intrigues is featured in the first historical novel Queen Margot by MBLW. The reader is instantly hooked by drama around Margaret of Valois, the daughter of famous Catherine de Medici, who survived all her three brothers kings and religious wars between Catholics and Hugenots. The book has good historical accuracy and smooth ride taking the reader into the world of intrigues similar to Game of Thrones. MBLW has good grip on the facts, writing skills and lightness to tell the story to everyone without knowing too much from history in similar way like David Attenborough. Perhaps Simon Sebag Montefiore has his successor waiting under the wings but young writer reminds more documentarist Attenborough who is able to make boring topic easy to digest and become popular. MBLW is big talent of historical fiction, filling knowledge about the period of the religious wars in France with vivid scenes than dry facts. The story pops up before our eyes and the characters are so raw, so strong that you cannot to help but feel as they do. MBLW weaves great storyline written by history and private life of Margot, she portraits her well, forcing the reader to be a bystander which was also a position of Margot in the turmoil of cruel years and the way which saved her life.  Read more HERE...
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