Friday, August 20, 2010
Interview of Author Ashley Ladd
Latest Book: Carnal Lust
Buy Link: http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=780
Ashley Ladd lives in Tahoma, South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer. She's been told she has a wicked sense of humor and often incorporates humor and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.
Q: What part of the book is the easiest for you to write? Why?
A: The beginning. I’m on fire and eager to get the voices in my head out and onto paper. It’s as if the characters are demanding to be set free.
Q: What part of the book is the hardest for you? Why?
A: The middle. To keep the momentum going. To make sure the characters are 3 dimensional and properly motivated. To make sure none are TSTL or become a jerk. To keep the story emotional, exciting, fun to read.
Q: Who is your favorite character in your book and why?
A: Nikolai. He was fun to research. I don’t normally write historical romances so this was a new experience delving into 14th century England. I enjoyed getting into the mindset of the time, figuring out the dialogue (I love dialogue), and scenery.
Q: Do all your heroes and all heroines look the same in your mind as you “head write”?
A: Usually not. Usually I have a very specific visual of my character. Lorenzo Lamas with long, wild hair comes to mind when I think of Nikolai.
Q: What hobby do you enjoy when not writing?
A: I’ve been taking line dancing lessons. It’s a fun way to exercise without thinking about exercise. I also like to go to the gym and work out, swim and ride bikes with my kids.
Q: What’s your strongest point as a writer?
A: I’ve been told it’s dialogue. I love to let loose and make it as realistic as possible, to have fun with it. If I have fun with it, the reader will, too. Conversely, I really struggle with description. I have to go back and add it most of the time as I’m busy with dialogue, action, and emotion during my first go round of the story.
Q: You’re on a remote island with a handsome man, a computer, and a “mysterious” source of electricity to power your computer. What do you do?
A: I am a romance writer, romance being the operative word. Depending how sexy, I’d ditch the computer and make out with the man. I love computers but I’m not an idiot. If I were on that island with Orlando Bloom or Captain Jack Sparrow, I’m going to make the most of my time with them, not write about them. Ditto Dennis Quaid, Antonio Banderas, and a host of other romantic men. I’ll write about them later, not when they’re not willing, available, and in my arms.
Q: Facebook, MySpace, Blogs, Chats, or Twitter. Which do you like best and why?
A: I’m on Twitter almost every day. Ditto blogs. I keep forgetting to check Facebook and MySpace. However, my tweets automatically announce on Facebook. Since I have a full time day job, my tweeting is confined to evenings and weekends. I try to tweet from 2-10 times a day.
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Kes is obsessed with killing Nikolai – to prevent him from destroying Earth nine hundred years into the future.
Kes is obsessed with eliminating Nikolai before he's reborn as the evil vampire who destroys Earth and propels her family into the past.
Once she finds the Nikolai of her present is a good and kind man she's not sure she can hold the very sexy human accountable for something he hasn't yet done.
Kes languished in the arms of her lover, a man she knew not by name but by his deep, sexy voice and his intoxicating kisses. She bade the sun not to set so she could steal more time in his arms, for when the moon chased the sun out of the sky, her lover would evaporate and she would be thrust back into the real world. And the real world was hell.
But this was heaven, if a vampire could be in heaven. She writhed and twisted in his arms, pressing her naked flesh to his. He was lithe and strong for a human, and he never failed to pleasure her.
“Are you in the mood to play, milady?” her lover murmured against her flesh.
She tilted her lips into a smile and nodded. “Wild and rough.”
He beamed at her with a sparkle in his eyes. “Whatever milady wishes.”
When he shackled her to the bed posts, her stomach pressed to the mattress, her legs spread wide, she didn’t demur. She squirmed with anticipation, her pussy clenching.
She turned her head and watched as he spread oil over his beautiful cock and then climbed aboard the bed. She lay there helpless, swaying with the motion as he approached stealthily. Her ass clenched, too, yearning for his touch. When he delivered a stinging slap to her bare buttocks, she screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Never before had anyone spanked her, and she tingled.
Titillated, she rubbed her breasts against the bed, cajoling him to unite with her. But he sat beside her and ran the tips of his fingers across her back, to the edges of her breasts then pulled back. He walked them to the small of her back and withdrew again.
“Do you not wish to make love to me? To fuck me?”
“Are you that anxious to feel my cock move inside you? To be one with me?” He drew himself up to his knees and drew the tip of his cock along her side.
He bent by her ear and dipped his tongue inside. Then he whispered huskily, “Does that feel good? How bad do you want it?”
Her rear throbbed with an exquisite ache but not enough. She yearned for much more. “I crave your cock. I want you to fill me, to be inside me. Now.”
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