Hello fellow vamp lovers! The idea for my novel, Flirting
with Fangs, popped into my head during a hot shower. I was writing another
story about a sexy vampire hero and started fantasizing that he had magically
come to life in my bathroom…ready to ravish my body and worship my soul for all
eternity…mmmm, yes..it was a good idea! No-a Great Idea! So I wrote a whole
book about it.
I had a blast writing a book about fictional characters
coming to life. Writing from their perspective was fun and challenging. And
pretty funny. If you enjoy Mary Janice Davidson or Katie MacAlister I believe
you will get a kick out of Flirting with Fangs. If I had to compare it to
movies I would say it’s a combo of ‘Romancing the Stone’ and Night at the
Museum.’
I read once that Laurell K. Hamilton almost bought one of
her main characters, Jean-Claude, a Christmas present! He had become so real to her she forgot
for a moment that he didn’t really exist. Have you ever felt that way about a
favorite character? I know I have.
My daughter and I often talk about our favorite characters like they are real
people. In a way that kinda makes ‘em real! If we love them and care about them
and think about what will happen to them next, they become a part of us, a part
of our lives….
If you could bring a favorite paranormal character to life
who would it be?
Peg Pierson
is a full-fledged Fang Fanatic and slightly deranged Halloween Enthusiast, with
a closet full of plywood coffins, an assortment of plastic dismembered body
parts, and of course..skeletons.
Currently,
she lives in Minnesota and is busily typing away on a new paranormal comedy.
Along with vampires, she loves her family, pecan kringle, and a good laugh.
Excerpt from FLIRTING WITH FANGS:
Alone in the shower
Bailey felt peaceful. She finished
washing her hair then self-indulgently used the entire little bottle of deep
conditioner. I may not have a man but I sure as hell will have shiny hair! She closed her eyes, ready to rinse her
now silken locks.
But
the peaceful calm fled.
Her eyes flashed
open. Panic swept over her wet skin like crawling ants, and her breath caught
in her throat.
There
in the mist, inches from her naked body, loomed the shadowy black outline of a
man. A very big man.
Adrenaline
flooded her bloodstream as she stared at the foreboding silhouette outside the
shower. Heart pounding, she stood paralyzed with fear, unable to breath, unable
to speak.
Then, a thick
glob of almond scented hair conditioner rolled down Bailey’s forehead and stung
her eye like a vicious, pro-vitamin B jellyfish.
She shrieked
like a banshee. Shadow man jumped. A quick shuffling sound ensued and then a
loud thwack.
Heart hammering,
Bailey scrubbed the offending conditioner from her eye, took a deep breath and
opened the shower door just a crack.
Sprawled on the
floor of the bathroom, lay a man, shrouded in the misty fog from her hot
shower. The mysterious intruder’s big shiny boots were flush against the closed
door. That would put him over six
feet tall Bailey figured, and his shoulders nearly spanned the width of the
room.
Curiosity
triumphed over fear, and Bailey inched open the shower door wider to get a
better look. The thick steam obscured his face, but somehow she knew he was one
very handsome intruder.
But who the hell
was he? What was he doing sneaking around her bathroom?
And why on god’s
green earth was he wearing a long black cape?

3 comments:
It would be a vampire for sure. What fun!
I would have to go with a vampire or maybe a gargoyle! Story sounds great. I can't wait to read it! bpatrick64113@sbcglobal.net
Saint Germain! What a great opportunity to learn about history.
Then I'd want to bring Milagro and Ian (Casa Dracula) out for drinks.
After that, Cat and Bones.
My list of fictional paranormal friends goes on forever:)
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