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Monday, January 20, 2014

Getting Personal With Author Zenobia Renquist



This week we’re Getting Personal with Author Zenobia Renquist. Zenobia stopped by to talk about the writing life and share an excerpt from her hot vampire urban fantasy, CREAM.

About Zenobia Renquist 
Zenobia Renquist lives in her imagination. When not traveling through her fantasy worlds, she can be found in Hawaii living with her husband and two cats.

She is an Air Force brat turned Air Force wife, which means she’s accustomed to travel and does it whenever possible. Her favorite pastime is torturing her characters on their way to happily-ever-after for the enjoyment of her readers.

On the few occasions her muse flees the scene of the crime, Zenobia likes to read (comics, manga, and Romance), go to the movies, play a few levels of whichever puzzle game has hijacked her interest, knit, or experiment with a new chain maille weave.

Connect with Zenobia

And now, let’s get personal with author Zenobia Renquist!

What’s the most challenging part of writing erotic romance?
I can write narrative and character interaction at the drop of a hat but I have to be in a particular mood (and you know which one) in order to write sex scenes that might require cranking up the fan to high or possibly a refreshing ice bath. Just like normal sex, having a headache or not being in the mood means that scene isn’t getting written today.

What is your writing process?
I’m a full-time writer so my writing process starts the second I wake up. I like to write in the “mornings.” (I put that in quotes because I don’t get out of bed before 10AM unless I have to. On the flip side, I stay up until 3-4AM most days.) My mind is rested and fresh and ready to pump the words out right after I wake.

Once I start writing, I’ll write until the hubby interrupts me (he’s learned not to do that) or the sun goes down and my stomach decides that it’s the time to request food. I write by the seat of my pants but usually have a general idea of where I want the story to go. My characters also have a general idea of where they want the story to go and we have yet to see eye to eye on that. Most of the time, I end up doing what they tell me. Easier to avoid writer’s block that way.

Where do you write?
I converted one of our three bedrooms into an office so I can shut the door, closing out all distractions. The white board on the door is a quick and easy way to pass messages to the hubby so he won’t bug me while I’m in the zone.

What are you working on now?
I am working on an Erotica of the fantasy variety where a husband acquires a coin that can hypnotize people so he decides to use it on his wife (with her permission). You can probably imagine the sexual mischief he gets her into and she enjoys every second of it.

What do you like to do when you’re not writing?
My current non-writing distraction is knitting. I took it upon myself to knit the 4th Doctor’s scarf…all 12ft of it. Seven different colors. Took me almost all of December. I gave it to the hubby for Christmas. He loves it. That was my very first knitting project. I’ve seen started loom knitting and I also plan to knit another Doctor Who scarf using acrylic yarn. The one my hubby got was 100% wool, thus not cheap. Also, because it was 100% wool, I had to compromise on some of the colors so it’s a little darker in some areas than the 4th Doctor’s scarf. The acrylic version won’t have that issue.

Favorite swear word?
No one puts it more succinctly than the boys of Boondock Saints:
Rocco: Fuckin'- What the fuckin'. Fuck. Who the fuck fucked this fucking... How did you two fucking fucks... Fuck!
Connor: Well, that certainly illustrates the diversity of the word.

Favorite food?
Mac ‘n Cheese. I have yet to meet a MnC I didn’t like. I love cheese. I love pasta. Put them together with some hot sauce (Crystal preferably but I’ll settle for Louisiana) and I’m in heaven with a capital H.
And now, Darlings, pour yourself something cool to drink and enjoy a taste of “CREAM”

About CREAM (On the Hunt)
She's entered a world where blood, sex, and cash rules everything around her.

What do a four hundred-year-old vampire and a mid-level necromancer have in common? Money. Jeliyah needs it to pay off the people who trained her and Teaghan enjoys killing to get it. Together they hunt rogue vampires—assuming Teaghan can focus on something other than getting her in bed and Jeliyah doesn’t put a bullet in him first.

The uneasy partnership promises to be lucrative until Teaghan and Jeliyah get on the wrong side of a feud. Jeliyah is forced to use forbidden magic and finds herself bound to a man she should hate—but whom she can’t stop fantasizing about.

Every second they stay alive fuels a growing desire Jeliyah is unwilling to deny. Is it the magic? The danger? The only way to get the answers she craves is to outrun the enemy or kill them. She knows Teaghan’s preference but it's Jeliyah who must put their mind-blowing sex aside and make the choice that will decide both their fates.

Inside Scoop: An interracial romance between a wannabe-gangtsa vampire and a career-focused magic user who go from being the hunters to the hunted in an exciting new urban fantasy world.

http://www.ellorascave.com/cream.html

He jabbed his finger at his shoulder where the marker was located. "Do something about this damn thing. It's how he's tracking me."

"So his necromancer is still alive then." Jeliyah rummaged through the pouch dangling from her gun harness. She quickly jammed her rings on and then grabbed his head. "Don't get any ideas from this."

He started to ask her what she meant but her lips landing on his answered the question. Teaghan sat in stunned shock. He came back to his senses when Jeliyah bit his lower lip. She sucked at the wound, tasting his blood, and then he realized what she was doing—besides making him hard when he should be worried about killing the mofo who'd shot up his car.

Jeliyah pulled back from the kiss. Her upper lip and tongue were stained red with his blood. Her breath came in shudders and her grip on his head tightened as his blood entered her system, amping up her abilities.

She pulled in a deep breath and then said, "Activate. Recognize."

Teaghan's body hummed along with her necromes but it wasn't painful or uncomfortable. The sensation could almost be described as soothing, like a tingling massage.

She shuddered again. "Confusion. Ghost Status."

"What's Confusion?"

Jeliyah dropped her hands from his head and hugged her arms. In a shaky voice, she said, "Decoys. It gives every vampire in a one-mile radius a beacon that mimics a marker."

"Nice." He stood. "You going to pass out again?"

She shook her head.

"You good on your own while I take care of him? We don't know if Dumas brought someone besides his necromancer."

Jeliyah slipped on her bracelets and then pulled out her gun. It started humming along with her necromes. Good enough for him. Teaghan unsheathed his sword. Before he could walk away, Jeliyah said, "My necromes know you now. I can back you up from here without hitting you."

"Do it then. Where is he?"

She closed her eyes. "Chasing shadows. Headed for nine."

"Can you track his necromancer?"

"No."

"Keep me posted." He tapped his head and then ran after Dumas. There were a lot of vampires in this district. It's the other reason Teaghan chose hotels here. A rogue wouldn't be able to pinpoint him. That was working in his favor with Dumas as well.

You should see him. He's almost on top of you. Jeliyah's telepathic voice entered Teaghan's head. She sounded as sweet as though she were whispering in his ear. Focus, vampire!
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Like what you’ve read so far? Find out what happens next. Buy CREAM today from Ellora’s Cave, All Romance eBooks, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and other fine eBook retailers
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