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Monday, July 6, 2015

Monday's Scintiallating Interview with Violet Joicey-Cowan!

Welcome to Craving Erotic Romance Blogspot.

Today we’re presenting Author: Violet Joicey-Cowen.

Hi, everyone. Thank you to Craving Erotic Romance Blogspot and its authors for having me on my Captive Mates blog tour and giveaway.

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1)      Have you always wanted to be an author?
I’ve always wanted to be a writer. No, I’ve always been a writer and dreamed of getting something published one day. I never really thought it would happen though as I didn’t think I would muster the courage to send anything off.
2)      What genre(s) do you write?
I write mostly MM romance in various sub genres, Contemporary, Paranormal, Sci-fi/Fantasy.
3)      Have you ever self published?
Yes. I have self-published two stories, but have recently made the decision to withdraw them both and rework and expand them so I can submit them both to a publisher. I think both stories and their characters deserve more than I have done with them so far. It has been a good experience though and I am not opposed to self-publishing again if it is right for me and the story.
4)      Who or what inspired you to write your first book?
I have no idea what inspired my first attempt at writing, I just remember the burning need to get it down on paper (as it was at the time with no laptop). That burning need to write has never left me.
My first published book, Alpha Second, was also both my first finished story and my first MM. I had found the MM genre only a few weeks before and I just woke up one day with the first line in my head. I had no idea where the story was going or who my characters were, but I sat down and several thousand words later I had the whole world vividly imprinted on my brain. My new book is the 5th in that series, with many more planned.
5)      How many hours in a day might you write?
It depends on how well the words are flowing. If it is not going well then I don’t push it and might not write at all (though I do try and get something done, even if it is just additions to my character database or updating my website). If it is going well then I can sit down after the school run in the morning and have to drag myself away from my laptop when my alarm goes off for the school pick-up. I will then sit back down again and not leave my computer until my son comes in telling me he is starving and its supper time and I realise I haven’t eaten all day…
6)      Are you a plotter or a pantser?
Almost total pantser. I will have a vague idea for where the plot will be going, and I make lots of notes if I am working on a different story and get something in my head I don’t want to forget, but I mostly just sit down at my laptop and let it happen. If I plot the storyline out on paper/computer too much then the words just stop coming. I also have to write the first draft linearly, though I can switch a few things around and add stuff in later, I need to write the first draft from start to finish. I can’t jump around in the narrative and finish (for example) a scene in chapter six before I have written chapter two. It needs to happen in order for me.
7)      Do you ever find yourself slipping away and becoming so immersed in your story it affects how you relate to others?
Oh yes, most definitely! I get so lost in my book’s “world” I find it almost surprising sometimes when I realise everyone around me has no clue who all my characters are and how they live.
8)      Are you in any of your books?
As a whole person, no. There is no one character who is me, but there are bits of me in and things I have done in most of them. For instance, there is a bar called O’Neill’s in my Whithowe Forest Pack series and I have done a lot of bar work, so it was fairly easy to write the scenes set there and how the bar tender acted.
9)      What do your friends and family have to say about you writing?
They couldn’t be more supportive. My grandparents raised me and my grandmother has always said to me that I would never get anything published if I didn’t send something off. Last year we met up for a quick cuppa when she was in my area (we now live a couple of hours away, but I go see them as often as I can) and she made a point of saying how proud she was of me and everything I have accomplished.
I was terrified of how everyone would react when they learned I wrote MM. It wasn’t that I thought there was anything wrong with it, or that I really thought they would react badly. I don’t know why I was so nervous about it all. When I finally told them all, they were amazing. My grandparents, my mum, my son (he’s 13), and everyone else all know and are all so supportive. Even my next-door neighbour reads my books.
10) Please share an excerpt from your book.
From: Captive Mates, Whithowe Forest Pack #5.
 Ari was woken by the sounds of a fight in the corridor. He recognised by now the sounds of fists hitting flesh with too much ease. Whoever was under attack sounded like he was giving back as good as he was getting. Ari turned a little and leaned up on his right elbow. He could hear more than a couple of people were involved in the scuffle, and grunts from several as they fought. Scents began to filter through the cracks around the door to him.
Mate! No, that’s not possible. Keiron is my mate and that isn’t him. The scent of whoever was out in the corridor was making his cat growling and lashing its tail inside him, urging him to go to them, to bite, to claim, and to defend. Someone was thrown against the door of his room and Ari jerked upright, ignoring the pains in his shoulder and the rest of his body. Then the fight stopped. Or at least whoever it was stopped fighting back, suddenly passive. A few more dull thuds and grunts sounded, and then a key slid into the door lock and turned. The three bolts were shot back and the door flung open. A man stumbled through, helped on his way by a hefty shove from one of the men now crowding into the doorway.
“Hey look, Ari, you have company!” They all laughed uproariously.
What’s funny about that? Ari thought, staring at the blond man who had fallen in a heap on the floor, trying not to look too interested in case they decided to put them in separate rooms. He couldn’t hold back a growl when Aaron swung his foot back and booted the man in the ribs. He silenced himself quickly and kept his gaze away from Aaron so the beta would not see the rage simmering there.
The blond on the floor stiffened and his head snapped up toward Ari, eyes wide and nostrils dilated. Ari felt a moment of panic that the guy would give something away to Aaron or one of the others. He realised this must have been the way Keiron felt all those months ago when he had laid eyes on Ari from his vantage point atop the building, a burning desire to go to him, but fear and worry about the consequences. The man lowered his head again and Ari breathed out slowly.
Aaron and his cronies left, closing the door and locking it behind them. The blond opened his mouth to speak, but Ari quickly held up a hand to keep him quiet for a few more moments. As soon as he could no longer hear footsteps moving away, he relaxed.
“Are you hurt badly?” he asked.
“Only my pride,” the man replied, with a rather pained grin. He winced, holding an arm to his ribs as he clambered to his feet. “I’m Isaac. You’re Ari?” At Ari’s nod, Isaac gave a dark laugh. “Of course you are. Well, I was supposed to be here to rescue you.” Isaac had an accent.
“Huh? How did you even know I was here? Are you English?”
“Yes, I am. It was Keiron. He got a message out to a member of my pack.” Ari had no idea how Keiron had managed that, but he hoped his mate was safe and hadn’t gotten caught doing something stupid.   Isaac was sniffing the air with a frown.
“Um, don’t take this the wrong way, but…are you my mate? Keiron said you were his mate in his message, but the way you smell… God, my lion is going nuts.”
“My panther, too. Keiron is my mate. I… He must be our mate. I can’t see fate making him and I mates, and you and I mates, without all three of us being mated to each other.” Ari felt weird discussing it like this. It all felt so clinical and rational.
“No wonder my lion has been so restless. He must have been picking up something from you both since I got here. I caught your scent properly when they had me outside in the corridor, stopped fighting back because I wanted in here where they were trying to put me.”
“And now we’re both screwed.” Ari gave him a wry grin. “You might as well come sit down.” He sat up properly and moved over making it obvious he wanted Isaac on the bed with him, not on the one across the room.
“Oh, don’t worry. As long as they don’t do us in in the next few days, my pack’ll come looking. Rescuing people is kind of what they do. I was an idiot to come on my own.” Isaac limped over and lowered himself gingerly to the bed. He sat close, and Ari could feel the warmth his body gave off. He could feel his blood heading toward his groin. Hmmm… maybe getting him to sit next to me was a bad idea. I mean, God knows he smells amazing, but we can’t do anything. Not without Keiron knowing. That would feel like betraying him. But, hell! I don’t know if I can stop myself from touching this guy.
“So why did you?” Focus. Must focus on the conversation.
Isaac shifted, next to him, then again. Ari looked down at where their arms were barely touching, his own brown skin against the pale, creaminess of Isaac’s. Looks good. Smells good. I’m so fucked. Then Isaac rose to his feet again and moved away from the bed. He hobbled over to the other cot and sat back down, looking at Ari dryly. “Sorry, no way I can concentrate if I sit next to you. All I want to do is push you back, rip your clothes off, and lick you from one end to the other.”

10)  Which actor/character(s) would play the starring role?
Given the chance, I would totally have Justin Hartley play Isaac. He was my inspiration for the way Isaac looks. You can see him and my inspiration for both Keiron and Ari on my characters inspiration board on Pinterest.
11)   Is there anything else you would like to add?
The word of the day is: Adjust. 

Thank you again so much for having me here today!
Violet. x

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