Interview of Author Janet Lane Walters

Today I'm pleased to present an interview of romance author Janet Lane Walters.

Book: The Dragons of Fyre
Buy Link: http://newconceptspublishing.com/janet-lane-walters/the-dragons-of-fyre/

BIO:
Janet Lane Walters lives in the scenic Hudson River Valley. She has published 30 plus novels as well as novellas, short stories, poetry and non-fiction books. Janet has dual careers, one in Nursing and the other as a writer. Since her retirement she has written full time. Medicine ofter finds a way into her stories as does Astrology one of her hobbies. She bills herself as an eclectic writer since her fiction works run from romance - sweet to sensual, cozy mysteries, suspense, fantasy from YA to adult, reincarnation and alternate world stories.

Q: What’s the first thing you did when you received word you’d sold a book?
A: I sold my first book in 1972 and I picked up the phone and called everyone I knew. Then I called the local paper and they sent a reporter to interview me. The real problem with the interview was that I got a paragraph of mention and the rest of the two column article was about my husband.

Q: What part of the book is the easiest for you to write? Why?
A: The easiest part of the book for me to write is the end. My books are usually begun with the end since I need to know where I'm going. Not that there aren't surprises along the way but the ending generally stays close to what I've envisioned when I began.

Q: Who is your favorite character in your book?
A: I try not to play favorites. Since I've written a lot of books and novellas what happens is that the characters in a particular story become my favorites. I'm sort of mother like since I love each character for different reasons.

Q: What is your favorite romance book that you’ve read?
A: There are many books that I enjoy but I think the Rake by Mary Jo Putney remains one that I re-read at least once a year.

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: At my age, I'd probably write until I ran out of words. Then I'd spend some time getting to know the handsome man. Then I'd write again

Q: Facebook, MySpace, Blogs, Chats, or Twitter. Which do you like best and why?
A: I'm a blog person. Do use Facebook usually every day to post what I put on my blog. I do a daily post and it's sometimes a challenge to come up with something new. Each day has a theme so this keeps me orgainzed. I average 40 to 100 hits a day and I enjoy seeing what people who write comments have to say.

Tell us where to find you: website(s), publisher’s page(s), blog(s), Facebook page(s), etc. List them all!

http://wwweclecticwriter.blogspot.com/
http://www.angelfire.com/stars4/kswiesner/jewels10.html
https://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=113639528680724&id=549493839#!/
http://www.diskuspublishing.com/
http://www.mundania.com/index.php
http://www.zumayapublications.com
http://bwlpp.com/ 
http://www.clocktowerbooks.com
http://www.vanillaheartbooksandauthors.com/
http://newconceptspublishing.com/index.php?p=home

BLURB:
Drakon has escaped from the priestesses of the Temple of Fyre and returned home to find the keep almost deserted. There remains but one dragon, an ancient yellow. Vowing revenge against the lord of Sea Cliff, he sets out to accomplish this.

EXCERPT:
Chapter One
Drakon halted his horse at the end of the pass and stared at the collection of houses and the fields beyond. Last night he and his companion had ridden well past moonrise so they could reach the village this morning. Fall had arrived. Reds, yellows and oranges blazed across the hills.

Why had this village remained untouched? Ten years ago, the lord of Sea Cliff had attacked High Peaks and ravaged the villages closest to the tower. Of the three settlements sworn to High Peaks only this one remained. The answer had to be treachery. Drakon wondered if he would learn the names of the traitors.

"You will not," the Old One said. "They are dead."

Drakon tightened his hold on the reins. Every time the ancient yellow dragon spoke to him, he felt warmth and delight. Years ago, his inability to speak to the dragons had doomed him to ten years as a slave. "I wish they were alive so I could see to their punishment. Their treason made me Lagon’s prisoner and a thing to be sold to the priestesses.*"

"Better a slave than living under the evil one’s control the way the heirs of the other towers do."

A year had passed since Drakon’s escape from the temple of Fyre. Though he had sworn to see the man dead, the lord of Sea Cliff Tower remained alive. A need for vengeance invaded Drakon’s thoughts. His family, his near kin and innocent villagers had been slaughtered on that dreadful day.

"Patience," the Old One said.

"Behold the lush growth of the fields," His companion drew his steed to Drakon’s side. "Look at the height and fullness of the fyrethorns. The harvest will be abundant." He raked his fingers through his gray-tinged brown hair.

Drakon shook his head. "I see, but do we need all this for one dragon?"

Radlan shrugged. "Who are we to cry about good fortune? There are few dragons in the land. From what I have heard there are five pair at Sea Cliff and none at the other three towers."

Drakon’s jaw clenched. His desire for revenge flared anew. If only there was a way to defeat Lagon and free the High Peaks dragons.

"Have faith. There will be more dragons at our tower."

Some of Drakon’s tension ebbed. "First patience and now faith. I’ll try. Before I gain those virtues, there’s a harvest to be completed." He prodded the steed with his heels and the horse trotted down the trail into the village.