Lyndi Alexander, author of "A Small Degree of Hope" is here to talk about her new release, the premise for which I found very intriguing. I never imagined cold blooded creatures could mate with warm blooded ones, but Lyndi will reveal how her research has made the concept possible. What's more intriguing is the idea that this novel may develop into a series. So, take your shoes off, sit back and relax while we assume the controls and take you on a slightly different, yet utterly fantastic journey....
Welcome, Lyndi, I'm so glad
you could join us. I'd like to say that I
love the title of your new book. Can you
tell us how you came up with it?
I
researched the quote libraries on line looking for something that really
defined that moment when love catches fire. I found this quote by
Stendhal: A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love. It was so appropriate, because when Kylie
loses everything else, Griff brings her hope, which does eventually lead to
love between them.
Who designed your cover?
Actually,
it was Lyrical Press CEO Renee Rocco. I’d been working on my 12th
round of edits with my editor Penny Barber, and running some promotion of the
work at the same time. Renee was so pleased I was working hard, she put the
cover together herself! I love the sci-fi looking writing, and the space
background.
A shapeshifting lizard and
a human is such an unusual combination for a romance, and very
intriguing. What sort of research did
you do for your book?
Because
my hero, Griff, is a reptilian shapeshifter, and the bad guys of the novel are
aliens of Griff’s race who are trying to mutate human women into their species,
I interviewed some college professors who teach comparative biology, trying to
figure out exactly how that change would take place. Since it appears that
reptiles and humans have common lineage in the way-back times, it wasn’t as far
a stretch as what I thought!
I
also studied up on autopsies and genetic studies so that my heroine
investigator, Kylie Sanderson, would have a strong foundation for her
detective/CSI type work.
Did you include any
experiences based on someone you know, or events in your own life?
I
actually created Kylie several years ago as a character in an online
role-playing game through which I met my husband. He had a number of
characters, one of whom was a shapeshifter named Griff, and he showed me how
Griff was worth loving. The two had many adventures in the game, and I was
pleased to be able to bring them to new life in the pages of a novel and share
them with readers.
Okay, I'm hooked. Can you share a little of "A Small
Degree of Hope" with us?
This is an excerpt from the book—after she’s been captured, then
rescued from the evil reptiles.
Kylie extricated herself from Griff’s grip, overwhelmed. Let’s see these options again. Be a mindless
lizard. Die. She considered the implications of altered genetics, possibly
leaving her not lizard or human. Or worse than either. Fantastic.
He doesn’t lie to me. I’m not going to lie to him.
Behind her, Griff suggested, “There is another alternative, if we believe the intelligent female is superior to the animal female.”
She walked to the window, studying the darkened houses around them, feeling the echo of deserted emptiness swell inside her heart. “Under your theory, asserting my cells seek out a higher level, you could change me into an intelligent female. But I’d live out my life as one of you.”
“It is merely one alternative. I would care for you either way.”
She sighed, facing him again. “You’re one of the few in the universe I can count on right now, Griff. I know you’re trying to do what’s best. I just don’t know what’s best now.”
“A fair assessment.” He glanced at her arm. She covered the spot, embarrassed, and he froze, his emotions reading faint pain.
By all the hells, couldn’t she do better than to hurt the only one willing to help her?
“Griff, it’s all right.” She crossed the room to embrace him. His heart raced in his thick chest. “Let’s look at worst case scenario, okay? If I degenerate into reptile form, I’ll have abilities, right? Teach me how to use them, here, where it’s safe. Then we’ll be ready to take on whatever enemies await us. Please?”
“I will do anything you ask, Kylie Sanderson. Now, and for all the future.”
Those were words similar to others she’d heard from boys over the years, girls too. Best Friends Forever. I’ll love you until the end of time. We’ll never be apart. Many different phrasings, never really thought through, just offered as temporary comfort.
But Griff? She’d risk her life that he truly meant every word. What a glorious being he was. And how lucky she was to have him standing by her. As she held him, his skin rippled. Startled, she pulled back.
“Do not be alarmed, Kylie,” he said from a human mouth. He had returned to his disguised state. “I wish for your comfort. I can maintain this form for now.”
Guilt dripping over her like chilled honey, Kylie turned away from his earnest gaze. She wanted to apologize, but she couldn’t find the right words.
He pulled her close, tilting her face up with one hand. “When humans wish to express their emotion for someone, they do it in this manner.” He kissed her.
At first, his kiss was tentative, his lips testing, pressing against hers lightly, then with more certainty.
“Like this?” he whispered.
“Just like this.” His mouth soft against hers, his taste was reminiscent of his musky scent, slightly spicy and alluring. She didn’t want to stop.
She pulled him closer, her nails digging into his shoulders. His arms came tight around her. They continued to kiss, clinging to each other like a life raft.
Hot blood rushed through her ears, her heart pounding. She wanted him more than she’d wanted anyone before, the feelings his touch generated driving her to mindless reaction.
Passion gripped her as strongly as he did, and made her shudder, her hips snapping sharp against him. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, I want you.”
He kissed her again then slowly released her. “Teach me, Kylie Sanderson. Show me how to make love like a man.”
He doesn’t lie to me. I’m not going to lie to him.
Behind her, Griff suggested, “There is another alternative, if we believe the intelligent female is superior to the animal female.”
She walked to the window, studying the darkened houses around them, feeling the echo of deserted emptiness swell inside her heart. “Under your theory, asserting my cells seek out a higher level, you could change me into an intelligent female. But I’d live out my life as one of you.”
“It is merely one alternative. I would care for you either way.”
She sighed, facing him again. “You’re one of the few in the universe I can count on right now, Griff. I know you’re trying to do what’s best. I just don’t know what’s best now.”
“A fair assessment.” He glanced at her arm. She covered the spot, embarrassed, and he froze, his emotions reading faint pain.
By all the hells, couldn’t she do better than to hurt the only one willing to help her?
“Griff, it’s all right.” She crossed the room to embrace him. His heart raced in his thick chest. “Let’s look at worst case scenario, okay? If I degenerate into reptile form, I’ll have abilities, right? Teach me how to use them, here, where it’s safe. Then we’ll be ready to take on whatever enemies await us. Please?”
“I will do anything you ask, Kylie Sanderson. Now, and for all the future.”
Those were words similar to others she’d heard from boys over the years, girls too. Best Friends Forever. I’ll love you until the end of time. We’ll never be apart. Many different phrasings, never really thought through, just offered as temporary comfort.
But Griff? She’d risk her life that he truly meant every word. What a glorious being he was. And how lucky she was to have him standing by her. As she held him, his skin rippled. Startled, she pulled back.
“Do not be alarmed, Kylie,” he said from a human mouth. He had returned to his disguised state. “I wish for your comfort. I can maintain this form for now.”
Guilt dripping over her like chilled honey, Kylie turned away from his earnest gaze. She wanted to apologize, but she couldn’t find the right words.
He pulled her close, tilting her face up with one hand. “When humans wish to express their emotion for someone, they do it in this manner.” He kissed her.
At first, his kiss was tentative, his lips testing, pressing against hers lightly, then with more certainty.
“Like this?” he whispered.
“Just like this.” His mouth soft against hers, his taste was reminiscent of his musky scent, slightly spicy and alluring. She didn’t want to stop.
She pulled him closer, her nails digging into his shoulders. His arms came tight around her. They continued to kiss, clinging to each other like a life raft.
Hot blood rushed through her ears, her heart pounding. She wanted him more than she’d wanted anyone before, the feelings his touch generated driving her to mindless reaction.
Passion gripped her as strongly as he did, and made her shudder, her hips snapping sharp against him. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, I want you.”
He kissed her again then slowly released her. “Teach me, Kylie Sanderson. Show me how to make love like a man.”
Wow! Is there a special message in your novel that
you want readers to grasp?
That
love can happen between two beings of any kind, and even if it’s not what’s
traditionally expected between a human man and woman, that makes it no less
beautiful and special.
I
think that's one of the aspects of your story that intrigue me the most. So, how long did you write before you were
published?
That’s an interesting question. I’ve been
writing since about the third grade, when I sat at my living room window and
watched my cat kill and eat a rabbit, writing it all down in gory detail. I
took my essay into school the next day and my teacher read it to the class.
(Probably if that happened these days, the teacher would have called Child
Protective Services and had me put somewhere I didn’t have to watch things like
that!)
Then I wrote my first novel at 14, a
horrid Gothic time-travel romance about a governess in a dark house and the
handsome young heir—all the rage at the time, but not so well-done. Not
published. Then the novel about the young teacher caught up in international
espionage at the state teacher’s conference. Also not published. The one about
the young woman who was the oldest daughter in the home of a single dad, and
had too many responsibilities taking care of her siblings to have her own life,
so she volunteers at a crisis line and gets burnt out? The same.
(For the whole story, see my seven-part interview at Novelspot)
The bottom line is that forty years after
that first novel, in 2009, I finally found a publisher who really liked my
work, and Dragonfly published my Clan Elves fantasy series. From there, I’ve contracted nine novels as
Lyndi Alexander, in fantasy, science fiction and YA, and another six as Alana
Lorens, writing romance and romantic suspense.
Wow, again. Fantasy, Sci-Fi, and YA all require different
voices and skills. So, tell us
a little about your current projects and what's currently in the works,
Later this month
is the release of the first book in my YA sci-fi post-apocalyptic series
WINDMILLS from Zumaya Publications: After
terrorists launch a plague in the United States that spreads to kill
most of the world’s Caucasian population,
Tzu Lin Kwan’s father, a renowned medical doctor and biologist, defects
from China to help develop a cure. His only daughter, Lin Kwan, is left behind
in Hong Kong with her aunt. Kwan’s father summons her to bring him Chinese
medicinal herbs, and she travels with her sensei Li Zhong to the New World. But
a Chinese spy is on her trail, determined to kill her and Zhong. When Kwan
discovers her father has disappeared, she sets out on a journey to find him and
deliver her precious cargo, a quest that she may not survive.
I’m
also working on final edits on a suspense story set in New Mexico, ENCOUNTER,
about what happens when a group of lawyers on a retreat for the purpose of
team-building and a group of illegal
aliens trying to cross the border are caught in a freak snowstorm and trapped
under the same roof. That will be a release from Hydra Publications later in
2013.
Then
I have about half a dozen other stories I can’t wait to get to work on. Too
much to do, too little time!
A lot of genres and identities to
juggle. I have enough trouble with just
one. Given that, could you name one
entity (person, place or thing) you feel supported or inspired your writing
goals outside of your family members?
I
am profoundly grateful for the support I’ve received from the Pennwriters
critique groups I participate in on a regular basis. I’ve shared work with some
of these other writers for almost ten years, and they have helped my writing
grow exponentially through many, many revisions. And they never took my wild
sci-fi ideas at any less than face value. Thank you, northwest Pennsylvania
folks!
Do you have a favorite
author, and if so, tell us and what strikes you most about their work?
Probably
the one writer who truly influenced my interest in writing science fiction was
fantasy-sci fi writer Anne McCaffrey. She always constructed the most
compelling characters, made them so human and dragged my heart right along with
theirs as they survived their trials and tragedies.
Anne McCaffrey was an
excellent world-builder. I love dragons,
and I guess lizards have a lot in common with them, which is why your concept
fascinates me so much. Since you write
so many different types of books, do you have any advice for other writers?
Just keep writing. Persistence is the real key
to getting what you want. Sometimes it takes forty years. But looking back on
it now, it’s certainly worth it for me. J
Lastly, and just for fun, if
you could have any super power, what would it be?
I’d
love to be able to fly.
Yeah, dragons could fly,
too. Thank you so much for joining us,
Lyndi. I've enjoyed our chat and I wish
you great success with "A Small Degree of Hope." Now tell us where we can buy the book, okay?
Buy Links:
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-asmalldegreeofhope-1216809-343.html
http://www.amazon.com/A-Small-Degree-Hope-ebook/dp/B00D0G1B0Y/
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-small-degree-of-hope-lyndi-alexander/1115425659
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/a-small-degree-of-hope/id626158615?mt=11
http://www.amazon.com/A-Small-Degree-Hope-ebook/dp/B00D0G1B0Y/
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-small-degree-of-hope-lyndi-alexander/1115425659
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/a-small-degree-of-hope/id626158615?mt=11
And where can readers find you on
this vast web called the Internet?
Thanks again, Lyndi, I shall now
return the control of this blog back to the readers, so they can leave lots of
comments. Don't be shy, guys. We're here for you.
Thanks so much for hosting me--it looks wonderful!
ReplyDeleteEven though it took you a while, Lyndi, it looks like you made it with a splash. Good work, and best of luck!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Patricia!!
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