Hi people in blog land.
As promised to many people, I'm here
with a new fabulous interview with fabulous writer Mysti Parker. Her
new book, Serenya's Song is out and about on a beautiful pair of
legs. So I thought I'd torture Mysti a little.
Stef: Hi Mysti, and welcome back. You
may retake your usual seat :D Have some hor'derves
Mysti: Nom, nom, nom. Thanks!
S: So... how does it feel to already
have a second book out?
M: Pretty darn good, Stef. Pretty darn
good. Though it felt like it took forever on my end!
S: Do you think you'll ever be less
nervous while releasing novels?
M: No. Maybe more confident in my
writing ability as I go along, but I think I’ll always be antsy
about how they’re received by my fans.
S: What is your favorite thing about
Serenya's Song?
M: I think my very favorite thing is
that I took a little idea (broken-hearted Jayden moves to Summerwind
and meets his true love) and turned it into a dark, complex plot. I
surprised myself with how much I let my imagination run wild.
S: You did, indeed (pun intended) as
I've noticed in my review of Serenya's story. Were there any
particular parts you had trouble with in the story? Like being unable
to make up your mind abut putting something in or taking it out?
M: I think you know that answer
firsthand. I went through what felt like 287 drafts to get the plot
on the right track. I had the most trouble with Sebastian. It was
hard to nail down exactly the type of villain he needed to be and how
he fit into the climax.
S: Do you still discover things about
Tellenmere, or do you have it all planned out and you're drip-feeding
the reader information about the world?
M: Tallenmere is still very much a
fantasy world to be discovered. Sure, I have most of the world’s
basic layout planned, but the topography in terms of not just land,
but mythology, history, architecture, and technology keeps growing as
I flesh out the series.
S: I know that you're now writing book
3 in the series and that you've had it planned for a while. Is there
going to be a book 4? And if yes, what character might carry over?
M: There will be a Book Four. I’m not
certain when it will actually be written, though I’ve got a few
scenes and a basic plot in files and in my head. It’s going to
tentatively be called No Place Like Home. Just for you,
dear Stefanie, I will fill you in on who will star in it.
Do you possibly remember Mirabelle
Hearton from A Ranger’s Tale? In that book, she’s
one of the healers in the Temple. Here’s a little scene from
Chapter 39 where she’s trying to nurse Galadin back to health:
A sensation of
my skin knitting back together stilled me for a moment. More hands on
my ribs—fingers hot as pokers. No one seemed bothered by my
screaming. Liquid poured into my mouth and strangled me.
I sputtered and
cursed. “Get away from me, damn it! I want my wife!”
A woman with
dark hair and darker eyes gripped my face and made me look at her.
Her mouth didn’t move, but I heard her clear as day. “Stop your
cursing. I am Mirabelle, and you are in the Temple of Omri. We are
helping you, and Lady Caliphany is near. Rest now, regain your
strength.”
My body
relaxed. I nodded and closed my eyes.
Mirabelle will also appear later in
Hearts in Exile (Book Three) and will become one of
Loralee’s closest friends. Unlike my other heroines up to this
point in the series, Mirabelle is a completely normal human being,
except for a few „gifts” she was born with. Can you guess what
one of them is from that little excerpt?
S: I can easily guess. I wouldn't have
remembered Mirabelle just from ART, but if she's a big part of book
3, we're all surely going to remember. Back to Serenya and Jayden.
What was your inspiration for writing them?
M: Guilt, pure and simple. I felt so
bad for Jayden at the end of A Ranger’s Tale, that I
had to give him another shot at love. And Serenya had to be his
perfect match, though she’s got a few *ahem* issues. Of course, I
had to be Miss Evil Writer again and put him through hell for her.
I’m glad he’s not here in the flesh standing next to me—he’d
probably beat the snot out of me or at least give me a good
tongue-lashing!
S: Speaking of Jayden beating you to a
pulp, you're probably going to laugh, but is Jayden ever going to
have a kid of his own? So far, he's raising other people's children.
M: Oh, yes, I totally LOL’d at that
one! I just had a recent reviewer who asked the same thing. I’m not
sure yet, actually, although I’m already forming plans for his
stepchildren.
S: So I guess this means we'll see
Jayden again. *rubs hands* Do you plan on writing novels outside the
Tallenmere universe?
M: Yes, I’d love to branch out and do
something different. I’ve even started a historical romance set in
1866 Lebanon, TN. Until I have more time for research, that one’s
on the back burner.
S: I know what you mean. Somewhere
inside my head I've planned to write a book in most genres. I keep
kidding myself that someday I'll have the time. Maybe when I'm old
and retired. For now, I seem to be stuck on paranormal and UF. Just
seems to get the creative juices flowing best. I've always meant to
ask this – how's life as a writer? I mean I know you're a
stay-at-home mom, but now you're going to book fairs and stuff,
so...you're a writer :D
M: Book fairs and signings, I’ve
discovered, are really hit-and-miss in terms of sales. But, they’re
very similar to any enthusiast who sets up at an event. You get to
meet all kinds of interesting people who love what you love, and you
can talk to them about it without their eyes glazing over. My sales
aren’t great yet, but I’m really happy to have these experiences
of meeting other writers and readers. I’ve even met some really
famous people.
So far this year, I’ve met Heather
Graham, Lori Foster, Sean Astin, and John Rhys-Davies. I saw Corey
Feldman up close. I think the most fun was meeting some lovely
authors I’d only spoken with online, like Ruth J. Hartman and Nell
Duvall. Such great ladies! And now that I’ve been to a few fairs, I
see some of the same writers again and again. We’re fast becoming
event-buddies!
S: If you come to Romania, give me a
shotout. I'd love to meet with you! I know you have theme songs for
all your books (and I love music). What are they and why?
M: You can see the entire playlists
(via YouTube vids) for
A Ranger’s Tale and
Serenya’s
Song on my blog. Click this
link:
My theme song for A Ranger’s
Tale is ‚Chasing Cars’ by Snow Patrol because I thought
it fit Caliphany and Galadin’s love story so well. Not that there
are any cars on Tallenmere, but the lyrics simply fit their coming
together so well. At the moment when they finally admit their love
for one another, especially. I played it over and over as their love
blossomed into the beauty that it was. These lines from the song give
me goosebumps: If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lie
with me and just forget the world...all that I am, all that I ever
was, is here in your perfect eyes. They’re all I can see.
The theme song for Serenya’s
Song is much darker, but fits that story perfectly too (in my
mind at least). It’s ‚Bring Me to Life’ by Evanescense. Partly,
because I drew Serenya’s look and sound from the fabulous Amy Lee
(lead singer), but mostly because the lyrics portray the perilous
journey that she and Jayden take in order to survive the trials they
must face.
These lines gave me the inspiration to
make the rescue a two-way street:
All this time, I can't believe I
couldn't see
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of
me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my
eyes to everything
Without thought, without voice, without a
soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring
me to life.
Yes, Serenya needs Jayden to intervene
in a powerful way, but he also needs to be saved from his broken
heart and guilty past.
S: I'm curious about Hearts in Exile –
leave that one in the comments :D (Since I already have a song in
mind for it) Now, who was your favorite character in SS?
M: It’s hard to pick because I love
them all, but I think Lilly is my gal. She’s such a spunky halfling
who isn’t afraid to keep Jayden and everyone else around her in
line. Plus, she adds a lot of humor to an otherwise dark book.
S: I hoped you'd say that, because, to
me, in SS, Lilly really stood out. Which book did you enjoy writing
more? SS or ART?
M: I really can’t say. They were both
challening in different ways. It took longer to work out the plot in
SS, but I felt more comfortable with my writing skills than with ART.
Mostly, I’m just thrilled I got them finished!
S: And now for a bonus question: If you
could have a wish come true right this instant, what would it be?
Give me the first answer that's on your mind. It doesn't have to be
world peace.
Quite honestly, I’d like all our
bills to be paid off *POOF*, just like that. It would take a bit of
stress off the mind, being a poor writer and all.
S: Good one. I'd like sleep right about
now. But hard luck there. Now, before I ask you for a short excerpt
from your novel (which has to be your favorite), I want you to
describe the following characters to me using just one word:
Jayden: jaded
Serenya: tragic
Lilly: spunky
Sebastian: misunderstood
Caliphany: impulsive
Galadin: daring
Cevil Delmarr: shady
S: Now, give us some yummy story ;)
I’m rather partial to this scene.
Jayden is hunting for one of the creatures who’s been wreaking
havoc around Summerwind. Unfortunately, he fears Serenya is involved,
which may force him to make a very difficult choice. Read on to see
what I mean:
From
Chapter 28
Jayden
Rain
pattered sharp notes in the sparse leaves above, falling to flatter
beats at it reached the duff below. Wind fluted through the branches,
the pitch changing tone as it passed along thick ebonwood boughs and
narrower limbs of maple and oak. Minutes passed, or hours, perhaps a
lifetime. Was it gone? Or was it ready to pounce? How would it feel
to be torn apart and devoured alive?
The
memory of my father’s advice calmed me. If
they know you’re afraid, you won’t survive. Show no fear, son.
Show no fear.
Breathing
silently through my mouth, I scanned the dark surroundings. Rain
sheeting along the trees and ground reflected a miniscule amount of
moonlight edging its way in from breaks in the clouds.
I
strained my eyes and ears for any sign of my hunter. Unbidden
memories came as I tried to concentrate on my surroundings. I thought
of Caliphany, how innocent we had both been eighty years ago, riding
into the forest. Reclining on a blanket, I recited poetry, my head in
her lap, while she braided small sections of my hair.
I
remembered my father’s face, the disappointment in his eyes when
Caliphany’s father dismissed me from his employ because of our
relationship. His voice in my head chilled me even deeper than the
rain. Your
mother and I work tirelessly to give you the best of everything, and
this is how you repay us?
And
there was Serenya—the night I met her, that haunting voice as she
sang, how it had warmed me to the core, filling holes in my heart I
never knew were there. What would I do if I was forced to live
without her?
I
bit down on my tongue to stay alert and to lock the memories away.
What was that? A flutter to my right. Circling through the trees. A
soft thud of something landing. Deliberate steps squished through the
muddy leaves. It was tiptoeing—each wet, noisy step driving my
heart into near-frenzy. Only one of them, I was sure. I wondered if
the other was hunting Zeph, and which one it could be. What if he had
to make the choice I could not? He was one of my best scouts. I had
to trust him to handle the situation.
Still
in concealment, every muscle in my body tensed. Swiveling my torso in
the saddle, I silently readied my bow and an arrow. My senses tuned
outward, gauging the distance. I imagined the creature closing in,
drool stringing down its jaw from the scent of elf and horse flesh.
It
smells me—of course it does. Come on, just a little farther.
I
drew back the string. My fingers buzzed, wanting to fire, but I
willed them to remain steady.
Wait
for it.
The
creature inched forward. It knew exactly where I was, so there was no
use hiding anymore. I couldn’t tell whether it was Serenya or not,
but I dropped concealment and decided to try reason first.
Still
holding my bow as steadily as possible, I spoke in a low, soothing
voice. “Serenya, if that is you, listen to me. I know you don’t
want to hurt me. If you’ll just come with me now, I’ll do all I
can to help you. It doesn’t have to be this way.”
A
raspy chuckle was the only reply. Hollow breaths met my ears between
beats of raindrops on my hood. My eyes strained to see something,
anything, until finally, a dark outline appeared against the shine of
the rain-soaked ground. A whiff of sulfur burned my nostrils,
triggering me to release the bowstring. But the creature flew upward
and out of sight at the last second. The arrow missed its mark.
S: Thanks for being here Mysti. And I
look forward to having you again!
M: Anytime, my friend, anytime!!
It might be sooner than she thinks
*insert evil laugh here*. Now, for
all you Mysti lovers, here are some handy links:
And Twitter: @Mysti Parker
And
you can buy the awesome books:
Oh, yeah, before I forget, Happy 4th
of July to everyone across the pond.
And another thing. I'm actually giving
stuff away! TWICE! First, since this is part of Mysti's Blog Tour,
there is a PDF of Kindle copy of Serenya's song to be won. Just
fallow and leave a comment and you get the DOUBLE chance to win.
Either on my blog OR as part of the tour as a whole when, if I'm not
mistaken, you could win a copy of BOTH ART and SS.
And one last thing. I'm fast
approaching the 5000 hits mark. And, since Mysti is here, I decided
to take a leaf out of her book and host a giveaway. BUT for that I
need books. So, whoever feels like donating a little something, let
me know.
Peace out!
