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I'm an Australian author of Contemporary Romance, Romantic Action/Adventure, and Historical fiction. I live in Queensland, Australia. www.noelleclark.net
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Monday, February 3, 2014

My Writing Process – Blog Tour

Today is my turn to talk about my own writing process. This blog tour is where writers and authors answer questions about their writing process. My friend, US author Sharon Struth, posted hers last week. Sharon’s beautiful book, The Hourglass, is a stunning example of women’s fiction at its very best. I’d encourage you to check out her writing process here: http://sharonstruth.wordpress.com/2014/01/27/my-writing-process-blog-tour/

This week, you can read not only my post, but also those of Shehanne Moore and Ellen Butler.

With the help of these four questions, I’d like to share with you my writing process. This should be an interesting activity, because I have to admit I’ve never analysed it before. I guess it will be a learning process for all of us.

What am I working on?

My third novel, Honor’s Debt, is about a quarter finished. Still a long way to go, however I’ve plotted out the main points of the story, so at least I know where it’s going, and I don’t feel like I’m floundering. I’m not moving quickly on this book as I’ve had several other urgent tasks to attend to (unfortunately not writing related). This is an unusual situation for me because usually I write my books in one hit. With Rosamanti, I wrote 65,000 from start to finish in three weeks. It was an amazing feeling, and looking back now, I don’t really know how that happened. All I can say is that it was a story that was meant to be told, and it just sorted of bubbled out of me.
I’m also about to start final edits (I hope) on my historical novel (based on true family history), Stone of Heaven and Earth. I finished this book over two years ago, but it’s been sitting, mulling away, for a long time.

How does my work differ from others of its genre?

I don’t know that my Contemporary Romance books are all that different to several other authors who like to use locations and settings that they’ve travelled to and fallen in love with. But what I do try to do, is to have several little subplots weaving through the stories which contain mystery, intrigue, suspense, danger, adventure. I also like to have a couple of interesting support characters, who will one day be the main characters of future books. I then combine these elements with a well described (I hope) exotic location, two likeable main characters, and some pretty good romance.

Why do I write what I do?

I write books like Rosamanti, Let Angels Fly, and Honor’s Debt, because they are the sorts of books I love to read. I also love to use locations that I’ve travelled to or lived in, and then watch as the setting makes my characters behave in a particular way, which may not have happened had I set the stories somewhere else. I believe strongly that location/setting has a huge influence on the behaviour of characters.

How does your writing process work?

I start with an idea that pings into my brain, usually when I’m driving, or when I’m just waking up in the morning. You know those moments when the creative right side of the brain is acting superior to the normally dominant, logical, left side?

I love those moments. It’s almost like the whole book is written in your brain, but of course, when I rouse from that out-of-body moment, all I’m left with – usually – is a vague plot line, a title, a setting, a mind picture of my characters.

Next step is to begin writing down dot points. I find that hard, as the rich vision I had in my head ends up being barely a half page of points. I get my writing juices flowing by fleshing out the location. What kind of people live there? What do they eat? What year is it set in? Why are my characters there? How do they meet? What attracts them to each other? What causes the inevitable conflict? Can it be overcome? How?  And so on …  It’s really the old who, what, why, where, and how process. Works for me.

Who will we meet next week?
As I’m an Aussie author, I thought I’d introduce three fellow Australian authors who each write in different ways and genres.

Isabella Hargreaves writes historical romance. Isabella has been interested in history all her life and her stories are usually set in her favourite eras, both in Australia and England. Her stories will take you on a journey through Regency England, convict New South Wales, and with the Viking Danelaw and you will experience romance through the ages ... let's live there...love there...linger there.

Susanne Bellamy writes contemporary romance. Susanne loves travelling to new places and exploring the culture and history, and meeting new people. These experiences are gradually being incorporated into her stories, along with her love of music and musicals.

Kendall Talbot writes romantic suspense. Kendall writes stories that reflect her life experiences. She’s travelled extensively, some 36 countries and counting and she loves adventures that make her scream.

I'd love to hook up with you all. Here are my contact links:
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And my books are available through all good online book retailers, or from my publisher, Etopia Press.

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Lights of Aurora - Theresa McClinton - Blog Tour

Lights Of Aurora, book 2 of The Stone Legacy Series

Book Blurb:
 
After the discovery of her ancient Maya bloodlines, eighteen-year-old Ashley Coreandero is faced with a daunting responsibility. She must protect the stone of Muuk’Ich while Sarian, the underworld general, relentlessly drives her to the brink of insanity.
 
As the winter solstice approaches, it brings an onslaught of unexpected side effects. Ashley must seize control over her supercharged powers, while dealing with the overwhelming suspicion that her boyfriend, Arwan, is hiding a secret so dark it could destroy them both.
 
With the arrival of a surprise houseguest, Ashley’s deepest fears about Arwan are confirmed. And when middleworld deities intercede, the group of gifted Maya descendants are confronted with hardships they never saw coming—including an enemy more deadly than they have ever faced.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned—but when that woman has no soul and a taste for revenge, they will need the powers of every surviving ancestor simply to stay alive.
 

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About Theresa McClinton:
 
A long time enthusiast of things that go bump in the night, Theresa began her writing career as a journalism intern—possibly the least creative writing field out there. After her first semester at a local newspaper, she washed her hands of press releases and feature articles to delve into the whimsical world of fiction.
 
Since then, Theresa has been married, had three terrific kids, moved to central Ohio, and has been repeatedly guilt tripped into adopting a menagerie of animals that are now members of the family. But don’t be fooled by her domesticated appearance. Her greatest love is travel. Having traveled to over a dozen countries—not to mention an extended seven-year stay in Kodiak, Alaska—she is anything but settled down. But wherever life brings her, Theresa will continue to weave tales of adventure and love with the hope her stories will bring joy and inspiration to her readers.
 


Coming Soon: 13th Street, Novella 2.5 of The Stone Legacy Series.

 

Enjoy this excerpt from Lights of Aurora


    She jerked away. “Please—” She glanced up at his face. “Please stop touching me.”
    He stepped back. “You don’t want me to touch you?”

    “I…”

    He gathered her in his arms and hugged her close. She didn’t respond at first. But soon she uncrossed her arms, slid them around him, and rested her head against his chest.
    “Why are you trying to torture me?” she whispered.

    “What?” He pulled back and stared into her face. “What are you talking about?”

    “You keep…” She stepped back and extended her hand to scale the length of his body, “looking like that. And when you kiss me, I swear, it feels like you really want me, ya know? And I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me! I can’t seem to control this feeling.” She shook her hands out as if they were cramped, then rested them on her hips and hung her head.

    A grin pushed through. He couldn’t help it.

    Her head bobbed up and her lips parted. “Well I’m glad you’re so amused. Ugh. I should have known better than to tell you.” She covered her face with her hands. “This is so humiliating.” The words came out in a muffled humph.

    He let out a laugh and wrapped his arms around her again. “It’s all right, Ashley. I’m so sorry you’re suffering like this. But if it makes you feel any better, it’s not your fault.”

    She uncovered her face. “What do you mean?”

    He couldn’t stop grinning. “It’s the solstice that’s making you—imbalanced.” He dropped his hand and hooked his thumbs around the strap of his backpack. “I remember when my first real solstice hit me.”

    “Wait. What do you mean? What hit you?”

    “Think of it as a rite of passage. Every Riyata reaches maturity, and their abilities take hold. You just turned eighteen so it makes sense. Plus you recently bonded with your stone, and you’ve been using your powers more. That’s good, but it creates…side effects. Your inner ability is being instigated by the pull of the energy of the solstice lights.”

    “Lights?” The word came out in a squeak.

    He let out another laugh. “It’ll go away after the solstice is over. For now, just know that you’re not abnormal. And…” He laced his fingers with hers and grinned. “I hope you don’t stop touching me altogether. Extrañaria tus caricias.”

    Her breath hitched. “That’s another thing. You have to stop doing that.”

    “Doing what?”

    “Saying stuff in Spanish that I don’t understand. It’s bad enough with you looking at me the way you do, but then you say those things and…it’s just not fair.”

    Warmth spread through his chest. He had no idea he affected her so deeply. If he were honest with himself, he’d admit it was endearing. He couldn’t help teasing her further. “And if I were to translate, mi mariposa?”

    “Arwan...”

    “Mi Vida.”

    “You’re so mean.”

    “Mi corazón.”

    “I swear. I’ll get you back.”

    “I doubt it, mi cielo.”

    “You…” She pointed at him, a suppressed smile winning over her attempt to appear stern. With her finger pressed against his chest, she dropped her head, and stared up at him through feathered eyelashes. Her smile bloomed.

    Mission accomplished.