Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Interview of Author Venus Cahill
Latest Book: Cupcakes For My Birthday
Buy Link: Amazon
You can blame my parents for my love of reading and my personality! My first vivid memory is of my mother sitting me down on the potty with a book in my hands. Ever since then I will read anything available including extremely outdated magazines and shampoo bottles (rinse and repeat). As far as my personality, when you are named for an amatory Roman Goddess you can’t help but start reading Harlequin novels when your classmates are still reading Judy Blume.
When I was a teen my father used to yell at me to get outside in the fresh air and I would have to sneak a book down my pant-leg, which was no easy task seeing as I was (and still am) a supreme klutz who trips over her own feet at least twice a day.
I usually have a minimum of four books on the go at the same time. I read fiction and non-fiction anything I can get my hands on; I love kilted hotties, demons with hearts of gold, and shape shifting Alpha males. My favorite heroines are curvy gals, after all I find them easy to relate to. However my favorites are happily-ever-after romances.
Q: What’s the first thing you did when you received word you’d sold a book?
A: I told my mom. She has always been my biggest supporter. She is so proud of me, she tells the world that her daughter is an author. She got me a cake to celebrate and she continues to support me every day.
Q: What hobby do you enjoy when not writing?
A: I’m not sure if you can call it a hobby but I love watching old TV on DVD. I adore Murder she Wrote and Matlock and all those oldies. My family always joked that I was the only person under the age of 20 that watched JB Fletcher solve crimes every week.
Q: What is your favorite romance book that you’ve read?
A: I have so many favorite authors which include Ashlyn Chase, Cindy Spencer Pape, Lissa Matthews but one book that I have read over and over and over again is A Model Marriage by Jo Ann Ferguson. I’ve had the copy for so long that it is basically falling apart. It was the first romance I read where the heroine was a curvy gal and it just called to me.
Q: You’re on a remote island with a handsome man/beautiful woman (you choose which one), a computer, and a “mysterious” source of electricity to power your computer. What do you do?
A: Of course, I’d be writing. And the handsome man would provide me with inspiration and hopefully support and if conditions are too rough a way off the island. If conditions are like paradise he can make sure I am well taken care of.
Q: What genre would you like to try writing in but haven’t yet done so? Why?
A: I’d like to try Steampunk at some point. When I was younger I used to watch television with my father and I remember watching steampunk-type shows with him about time travelling-professors meeting up with dinosaurs and such. It would be a nice way to honour the time spent with him and perhaps he would then know what it is I write about.
Q: Facebook, MySpace, Blogs, Chats, or Twitter. Which do you like best and why?
A: I’m just getting the hang of twitter but I’m not so tech savvy so I’d have to say Facebook because where else can I connect with friends family and fans and still have the chance to play Candy Crush Saga – curses to whoever sent me that invite!
Tell us where to find you: website(s), publisher’s page(s), blog(s), Facebook page(s), etc. List them all!
Venus Cahill: ~Where the Curvy girl gets her man~
Karen is a curvy girl who leads a rather staid life that is until she decides to get a tattoo on her birthday. Now she finds herself experiencing more excitement than she has ever had in her entire life. Hunter has been fantasizing about his new neighbour for months but he can’t tell if she’s just too shy or not interested. When she walks into his tattoo parlour he decides that it’s finally time to find out and to make his move. Can two people from different worlds come together and find true love?
Without warning, he swooped in and gave me a quick squeeze before going back to his food. “Cupcakes. Everybody deserves cupcakes for their birthday!”
I was torn. I wanted to tell him that today wasn’t actually my birthday, but I didn’t want to make him feel embarrassed over his sweet gesture, so I decided to settle in and enjoy the time I had with him. If it was possible, we had somehow gotten closer as the movie progressed. Hunter stretched his arm casually over the back of the sofa and around my shoulders. He’d shown a genuine interest in me. I found myself telling him how I’d moved here on a whim, looking for something different, but ended up living almost exactly as I had before, although now I had no family or close friends around. I found out he was as much of a workaholic as I, choosing to spend most of his time at the shop and only really working on his car as a hobby.
“I don’t tend to go out very often either. Don’t tell anyone but I’d much rather stay home and watch my sci-fi DVD collection. My brother Jesse, thinks I’m an old fuddy duddy, but I’m just not into the party scene. I’m two years older than he but he makes me feel like we’re more like two decades apart.”
Hunter’s eyes sparkled as he laughed, “I went to a club with him last week and I swear my ears are still ringing. It was so loud and I didn’t enjoy myself at all. All these women were screaming in my ear, trying to talk to me and yet I couldn’t hear a thing. How the heck are you supposed to meet someone when you can’t even talk to them?”
My first reaction was that he was obviously feeding me a line but he was so genuine about everything else, I didn’t know why he would lie about it. “I’m too shy to even approach someone at a club, even if I could bring myself to go. But you’re right, there is no way you can actually carry on a conversation with anyone with all the noise.” I felt the blush rise up my face and I smirked before continuing, “But I doubt most of the people going there are looking for a relationship, although I’m sure many of them get exactly what they are looking for. There had to have been a lot of beautiful women there willing to get to know you better.”
I was expecting him to joke about it but his gorgeous eyes were so serious, “I’m not going to lie, I could have definitely had company that night, had I wanted it. It’s not like I’m a priest, but I had someone else on my mind. In fact I’ve had someone else on my mind for about four months.”
“You really mean that don’t you?” I shouldn’t have been so surprised as I was practically cuddled into his side.
He frowned but then smiled, “You’re amazing! You are so sweet, so real and you really don’t play games. Your emotions are right there, displaying on your face, your beautiful face.” I fought the urge to pull away when he gently traced the freckles on my cheek, across the bridge of my nose and onto the next cheek. His fingers were slightly rough but his touch was so slight, it was almost reverent. I’d never felt so nervous in my whole life, I actually held my breath and forced myself to keep from breaking eye contact with him. My stomach fluttered and I hadn’t even realized I’d leaned forward. “I can read exactly how you are feeling in your eyes, so expressive, so beautiful.”
Anything else you’d like to add?
Thank you so much for having me!
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