Welcome
to Craving Erotic Romance Blogspot.
Today
we’re presenting Author: Rose Wulf!
1) Have you always wanted to be an
author? Yes, for as long as I can remember! And no, I will never show
anyone those earlier stories… *shudders*
2) What genre(s) do you write? I’m
pretty much all about romance right now, but the sub-genre changes up from time
to time. Largely I prefer paranormal, though I do have one contemporary novella
available. I’m also working an out-of-the-box sci-fi/paranormal romance, too!
3) Have you ever self published? No I have not. From my understanding
it’s too expensive!
4) Who or what inspired you to
write your first book? Hmm… well, I was influenced in part by many sources.
Firstly my mom, an avid reader, from whom I inherited my own love of reading.
From there creating new stories for others to enjoy I guess just seemed like
the natural step! If I were to pick an early on inspiration from an author, I
would say the late Anne George. Her book Murder
on a Girls’ Night Out was my first favorite book.
5) How many hours in a day might
you write? On a good day I could spend pretty much all day at the computer!
You know, with an occasional break to eat. Unfortunately I do have to go some
days without writing entirely, and many days where I just don’t spend the
entire day writing. But I do try to get an hour or two in a day whenever
possible!
6) Are you a plotter or a pantser? Can I be both? I almost always
start with a plot, but usually it’s a loose ‘what’s the goal?’ or ‘what’s the
situation?’ and I always sort of stumble upon more plot lines, and plot
details, as I go.
7) Do
you ever find yourself slipping away and becoming so immersed in your story it affects how you relate to others?
Honestly, I’ve never really thought about that! Other than, of course, there
have been times my writing affects how frequently I interact with the outside
world. When a story demands to be written there’s no denying it!
8) Are you in any of your books? Only in pieces. I try very hard not
to make any of my characters direct representations of me, but most of them
have aspects of my personality. Or, in some cases, my ideal personality!
9) What do your friends and family
have to say about you writing? My friends and close family are very
supportive of my writing. It helps that my friends are all readers, too, of
course! My mom buys multiple copies of all of my books and my friends read
them, too. They’re always encouraging me to keep writing.
10) Please
share an excerpt from your book that totally spoke to you when you put the
words down on paper.
From: Found in Flames
Excerpt:
The body over his shoulder tensed
in split-second warning and Luka cringed even as another high-pitched shriek
tore through the air. If my ears ever
stop ringing I’ll be damn lucky. And judging from the expressions of the
frozen, wide-eyed, wincing wolves around him, Luka imagined he wasn’t the only
one who felt that way. But he knew damned well he was the only one who’d do
anything about it, so he kicked aside a rock and deliberately dropped the woman
on her ass.
Her scent rushed past his nose as
she fell and he was reminded forcefully of the wave of desire he’d first felt
when he’d tackled her full-figured, curvy body to the ground in that alley. For
an illogical moment he’d wanted nothing more than to taste her. Fortunately, as
before, he was quickly pulled back to his senses.
“Ow!” the woman exclaimed, her
scream ending abruptly as she crashed onto the dirt. The jolt of the impact
only threw her off for a moment, however, as she immediately scrambled to her
feet and threw a pointer finger into his face. Or, rather, as ‘in his face’ as
she could from her 5’8” height. It was kind of cute the way she had to crane
her neck just to maintain eye contact when she got close. “Just who do you
think you are, pal?” she said, jabbing his collar with her finger. “You can’t
run around kidnapping people!”
He had a fleeting second to
consider that, under vastly different circumstances, he might have been highly
entertained by the scene she presented. But he was in no mood for humor or
long, loud, unfounded lectures. Fortunately, their audience wasn’t afraid to
make itself known, either.
Distinct throat-clearing from Chad
seemed to break through her rage because her eyes widened and she cut a glance
to the side. Luka watched as she quickly realized they weren’t alone, noting
the rush of blood to her cheeks and the way her shoulders tightened as her
scent changed from surprise to embarrassment to fear. She turned in a complete
circle, taking in the gathering strangers, and when she was done she’d taken a
partial step closer, as if she suddenly trusted him.
“Where are we?” she whispered out
the side of her mouth.
“Safe,” Luka replied shortly. If
he’d intended to say anything else, though, he supposed he ought to have known
better.
The woman whose name he didn’t yet
know spun back to him, her brown eyes wide again. “Safe? Are you serious? I’ve
been kidnapped! How am I supposed to feel safe?”
“Maybe you shouldn’t,” Vanna
offered bitingly as she and Morgan stepped down from a crevice of rocks,
lightweight dresses hanging off their shoulders. They came to a stop several
feet away, on the other side of Chad, and kept their glares on the human as if
they were sending her psychic insults. Which, Luka figured, they undoubtedly
would if they could.
But Luka really wasn’t in the mood
for their crap, so he cut in with a glare at the wolf who should’ve known
better. “Vanna.” He waited until she’d looked away, head bowed and silent,
before returning his attention to the human woman. “You can leave whenever you
want,” he said bluntly. “But out there,” he added, jerking his head over his
shoulders to indicate the city lights she probably couldn’t see, “the witch can
get you. And he will come.”
The woman’s mouth opened, her scent
telling him she was fully prepared to argue with his statement, and he knew the
exact moment her brain processed his words. A couple of heartbeats later her
mouth snapped shut and she swallowed heavily.
“Al—” Chad began, cutting himself
off and clearing his throat as he obviously thought better of his wording.
“What about Justin?” he asked instead. “Do you want me to go find him?”
Schooling his expression into the
closest thing he could manage to minor frustration, Luka replied, “No.”
“But—”
“No,” he repeated, lifting a stare
to the younger wolf for emphasis.
“I’m sorry,” the woman finally mumbled as
Chad’s head lowered in submission. “Did you say ‘witch?’
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Thanks for stopping by today, Rose! Happy creating. J
Find Rose:
Website: http://rosewulf.weebly.com/
Twitter: http://twitter.com/RoseWulfAuthor
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Goodreads: http://goodreads.com/RoseWulf
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