Can you tell us a little bit about your book? When did it come out? Where can we get it?
Son of
Corse released as an ebook on August 13th. The paperback just came available in October. It's the sequel to my first novel, Daughter of
Hauk. It takes readers back to Arwenna and her fight against Corse, with
some new twists.You can find it here: http://www.amazon.com/
Is there anything specific that inspired you to write Son of Corse?
I'd finished Daughter of Hauk and realized the story wasn't quite over yet. There's a third, and final, book in the works now. Son of Corse is not nearly as long as 'Daughter of Hauk', but it's the part of Arwenna's story that needed to be told next.
If this book was made into a film, who would you cast in it?
Arwenna - Samantha Barks
Senyan - Tom Felton
Bohrs - Johnny Depp
Joss - Taylor Kitsch
Barek - Jason Momoa
Hauk - Liam Neeson
Y'Durkie - Jennifer Garner
Lexi - Emma Watson
Now for some general questions.
When reading, do you prefer traditional printed books or ebooks? And why?
Ebooks in general, but I love traditional books. Ebooks are excellent for traveling, etc. My print books will stay in near pristine condition on my bookshelf if I have an ebook copy. I'll often get my favorite books in both formats.
So, what are you reading now?
Submissions! LOL! Actually, I've been re-reading 'That Darn Squid God' by James Clay and Nick Pollotta. Absolutely hilarious, and it's been a rough week. I need a laugh.
When you get an idea for a book, what comes first usually? Dialogue, the characters, a specific scene? Or do you plot it out before you write?
I write by the seat of my pants! I'll get a general idea, a 'what if...' in my head. The closest thing I get to an outline is knowing the beginning, the ending and a vague idea of what should happen in the middle. I absolutely love the moments when I get a sudden new idea that'll take a book or character in a completely new direction.
What do you have planned next? Or is that a secret?
No secrets here! I'm working on Wielder of Tiren, which will be the third and final book in The Raven Chronicles. I'm also working on a 1-2 volume set of short story anthologies.
Is there anything you'd like to add? Any advice for new writers?
Be patient, be polite, and remember your publisher is working with you, not against you.
Here is the blurb for Son of Corse.
It’s been almost two years since
Arwenna banished the Demon Corse from her world. Life has been good. Idyllic,
almost.
The illusion is
shattered in a heartbeat during her sister’s wedding. Not only are once-dead
enemies back, but they’ve stolen Arwenna’s only child, Sera.
The price
Arwenna will have to pay to save her daughter is high. Can she muster the
strength to make a pact that jeopardizes not just her own soul, but that of an
entire world?
Here is an excerpt.
Blackness enveloped Arwenna. Not a gentle one, swathing her like a
comfortable blanket. Rather, it chilled
her to her very core. This was
wrong. It wasn’t going to be a peaceful
sleep. Her mouth opened to scream, but
no sound emerged.
The
guttering light of torches flirted with the edges of the black void, slowly
eating away at it. She knew she was
suspended in the air. All the dreams had
that in common. It was what she would
see as the darkness dissipated that changed.
Before,
it had been a sitting room or bedroom.
She hadn’t been able to recognize any of the figures in the room, or
hear what they said. But the feeling of
evil had remained with her for days afterwards.
What was below her now was no bedchamber, though. It was something far more frightening.
Torches
filled the area with light and shadows; she tasted the thick smoke rising from
them. A man, someone she did not know,
lay on a stone altar. A robed figure
moved around towards an elderly priest.
A shadow behind it grabbed at the old man’s hair, pulling his head
back. She could see the face. A tear rolled silently down her cheek as she
watched the knife slice slowly through Father Cedric’s neck. Memories of her brief childhood with her own
kind darted as fragments through her mind.
His face was there almost as much as her mother’s.
The
metallic smell of blood assaulted her as two more figures were
slaughtered. Arwenna felt the power
within her build to the point where it felt as if she would explode. The people below were summoning black
magic. Whatever was going on, she needed
to stop it. Tapping into the reservoir
of power within her, she started to hurl bolts of lightning towards the figure
holding the chalice. Nothing made it
through. Panic rose within her as the
blood filled cup was held to the lips of the person on the slab. She could not allow the spell to be
completed! The lightning bolts changed
to balls of fire and ice.
“Arwenna!” Joss’ voice cut through the darkness, but she
ignored it. There wasn’t much time left
to stop the ritual below her. And it had
to be stopped, every part of her screamed at her to do so.
She
intensified her attacks. Panic flared as her attempts failed time and time
again. The figure on the slab stirred as
it fought the possession being forced onto him.
Tears streamed unchecked down Arwenna’s cheeks. She’d lost, just as the man on the
altar had succumbed to the magic forced on him.
The new occupant swung his legs around, sitting to face the robed one
who’d performed the ritual. A sword was handed to him.
Slowly, his face turned to look up towards her. The smile on his face chilled Arwenna to the
core. Whatever occupied that body was
pure evil. She took a deep breath,
preparing to let loose enough magic to decimate the scene below her.
Author Bio
Author Bio
Born in the late 60's, KateMarie
has lived most of her life in the Pacific NW. While she's always been creative,
she didn't turn towards writing until 2008. She found a love for the craft.
With the encouragement of her husband and two daughters, she started submitting
her work to publishers. When she's not taking care of her family, KateMarie enjoys
attending events for the Society for Creative Anachronism. The SCA has allowed
her to combine both a creative nature and love of history. She currently
resides with her family and three cats in what she likes to refer to as
"Seattle Suburbia".
Twitter: @DaughterHauk
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