Monday, July 11, 2011
Interview of Danielle Monsch
Latest Book: Loving a Fairy Godmother
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Danielle Monsch is a Romantic Geek Girl Writing in a Fantasy World. Born to the pothole ridden streets of Pittsburgh PA, she began writing in a dark time long ago, a time where not enough vampire romances existed and she had to write her own to fill the void.
These days Danielle runs amuck on the web, torturing her RWA chaptermates and her poor editor who somehow manages to put up with her. Her short stories “Loving a Fairy Godmother” and “Pleasure Satellite” are available in most places ebooks are found. Check out her site http://www.daniellemonsch.com for all the latest and greatest info on Dani and her books.
Q: What part of the book is the easiest for you to write? Why?
A: Dialogue is the easiest for me to write. In my rough draft, all you will see is lines of dialogue – everything else is added in the revisions.
Q: What part of the book is the hardest for you? Why?
A: As sad as it sounds, just finishing a story is hard for me. I have so many bright shiny ideas that when I get to the middle of a story – about the time the ‘wow’ factor is disappearing – another idea will pop up and tempt me. I’ll want to start this new story, because of course the new story won’t get boring, I’ll be thrilled to write it all the way through. It never works that way though, so I’ve really been training myself to stick with one story and get it written.
Q: Do all your heroes and all heroines look the same in your mind as you “head write”?
A: Not at all! My characters all look very different in my head. I am big about multi-cultural characters and diversity in my books, so that alone keeps everyone unique
Q: Do you eat comfort food when writing? If so, what food inspires your imagination?
A: I drink a lot of tea – hot in the colder weather, iced in warmer months. All the women in my family were big tea drinkers and I grew up with that, so tea just conjures a warm good feeling in general. I don’t tend to eat a lot while I’m writing, don’t want those crumbs in the keyboard!
Q: What hobby do you enjoy when not writing?
A: I’m an otaku! This means I am really into Japanese comic books and cartoons (also known as manga and anime, in case anyone is familiar with those terms.) In fact, I’m in the process of learning Japanese so I can listen and read in the original language!
Q: What is your favorite romance book that you’ve read?
A: I’m a huge fan of Laura Kinsale, and I consider two of her books – “Flowers From The Storm” and “For My Lady’s Heart” – the finest the romance genre has to offer. For anyone who says romance writers aren’t “real” writers, I just snort as I hand over a Laura Kinsale book.
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Tiernan is one of a kind. Beyond the divine dimples, killer blue eyes, and hard muscled body, Tiernan is also the only Fairy Godfather. Most of the Fairy Godmothers have no problem with keeping Tiernan around, but Reina isn’t like most Fairy Godmothers.
Amongst Fairy Godmothers, Reina is the best. Organized, efficient, logical. So why is it when Tiernan is around, all those qualities fly out the window? Reina doesn’t like that one infuriating male makes her lose control, and just wants him gone. Circumstances arise that just might let her get her wish, though not in a way she ever wanted.
Tiernan is given an assignment and told either get a Happily Ever After or he will no longer be a Fairy Godfather. Reina is going with him to supervise, but if Tiernan gets his way, he’ll not only be supervising that luscious stubborn fairy in bed, but also get her to admit Happily Ever Afters also apply to Fairy Godmothers.
“You can just call me Tiernan,” he interrupted.
She tried again. “Godfather Tiernan—”
”Didn’t Sara just tell you that you had to follow my directions?”
That pushed her over the edge. “Do you truly think you are going to secure a HEA when you haven’t been able to do it yet?”
He let out a derisive snort, but immediately realized that was a huge mistake. Her face lost her usual look of annoyance crossed with bemused tolerance, leaving pure ice in its place. “This is why men should not be allowed into the Godmother program. None of you have any respect for Happily Ever Afters.”
“I never said I didn’t believe in HEAs” he began, but she cut him off.
“Every case you’ve been on tells me you don’t believe, or else you would have tried once, just once, to get one!”
His hands slammed on the table as he leaned across it, his face coming inches from hers. “I’ve never tried because I believe in love! Humans need love so much, who the hell was I to screw up two people in love to get them to HEA status? I could never forgive myself if two people in love missed out on each other because of my actions!”
All anger fled her face, and a hesitant, unsure look came over features. “What do you think a HEA is?”
He drew in a deep breath, sitting down once again. “I think happily ever after is a nice way to end a story, but in the world I remember, it’s a waste.”
Her hand was halfway towards him before she seemed to remember their roles, and she pulled it back to her side. “Love is wonderful, but only love alone is incomplete. You can love someone, but they can ultimately not be right for you. Even in love, people can still be led to believe the worst of each other, still hurt each other, still decide they are better without the other,” she began, her words hesitant, as if she was trying to define to herself what it all meant as much as to him. “But the Happily Ever After is so much more. It’s finding your perfect match, love purified, refined, to such an extent that it can never be sundered. With a Happily Ever After, men can achieve greatness, as can all the generations who follow growing up in its shadow.”
“And you think jeopardizing the surety of a love match now is worth it for only the possibility of a Happily Ever After?” he asked, his voice gentle, reverent, wanting nothing to break this intimacy their words were creating.
“I do. In your view, maybe that seems cruel, but in my view, there is no greater tragedy then two people who almost make this connection but fall short in the end.”
Such a hard exterior to cover such a tender heart. “I’m not sure if I can believe as you do,” he said after considering her words. “But I never want Sara... you... to feel as if I let you down. After we get this situation behind us, I want you proud of the job I do.”
And as his breath caught at the rare smile she bestowed upon him just then, he knew all she had to do was keep smiling at him like that, and anything she wanted, whether it be his beliefs or his blood, he would give her.
Her smile faded, and the moment ended. Reina cloaked herself in her position of authority as she handed him the file that had been sitting on her desk. It was already open to show a picture of a blond girl, pretty and vibrant with a mouth full of straight white teeth, all of which was evident even underneath the dirt. “I looked over this case earlier, before I realized what was going on,” she said. “It is a good, solid HEA case. There are several challenges to overcome, but also several sources of help for the client. It is about as perfect as a case can be for this purpose, as evenly balanced as I’ve ever seen. No one can accuse the council of favoring either side. The girl’s name is Cinderella. She lives with an abusive Stepmother and two rotten spoiled stepsisters. She is a very kind, generous girl—though a little too much of a doormat, if you ask me—but outside of that, not really any other character flaws. She is much beloved in her village, children and small animals flock to her daily. In short, we exist to give HEAs to mortals like her.”
Tiernan read the file quickly, then flipped the page and took in the photo of the male who would supply the HEA. “A prince, huh? That’s pretty standard.”
“Indeed, but for the most part, we don’t mess with the classics here.” The pointed look she gave him told him he was one of the exceptions, and she wasn’t necessarily thrilled about it. Ah yes, completely back to normal.
He returned that look with a flirty smile. “I used to serve royalty, Godmother Reina. Believe me when I say, sometimes the large crown is to compensate for something.”
“Oh really? Well, I assume we can say the same thing about your sword, eh, knight?”
Maybe not completely back to normal after all. The second those words passed her lips her eyes went saucer wide, and Tiernan couldn’t say who was more shocked, him or Reina herself. There was no way he was letting this pass. His voice coming out a low growl, he replied, “Why, Reina, I never knew you were interested in the size of my sword. Anytime you want a private viewing, I will be more than happy to oblige.”
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