Today, my guest is author, Dianne Hartsock. Dianne has made the following offer: a book give-away of PDF copy of her book to one commenter who tells her if he or she believes in ghosts or not.
AUTHOR: Dianne Hartsock
BOOK TITLE: Trials of a Lonely Specter
PUBLISHER: MuseItUp Publishing
BUY LINK: https://museituppublishing.com/bookstore2/index.php?page=shop.browse&category_id=64&option=com_virtuemart&Itemid=1
Please answer at least twelve or more of the following questions.
Why don't you start with telling us a little about yourself? What genre do you write in and why?
By day I’m a floral designer in a locally owned gift shop here in the beautiful Willamette Valley of Oregon. But in the evenings I change into a paranormal/suspense, scifi, fantasy, romance writer. Sometimes I wish I could be happy working in one genre, but my characters refuse to play along. They know what world they want to be in and won’t budge.
Tell me about your current book which you are promoting.
The Trials of a Lonely Specter. Of all the stories I’ve written, this one is the dearest to my heart. It’s the first short story I attempted and where I first discovered my ‘writer’s voice’. Somehow the story seemed to write itself. I enjoyed getting to know my characters and had a lot of fun playing with the idea of a ‘ghost who doesn’t know he’s not dead’.
How long have you been writing?
I’ve been telling stories for as long as I can remember, but I didn’t get serious about it until five years ago. I became involved in a writers’ workshop where I worked with a fabulous editor, May Bestall. Her enthusiasm for writing kindled my own.
What got you interested in writing, and what inspired you to write your first book?
I began by telling bedtime stories to my younger brother and sister, but it was my seventh grade creative writing teacher who convinced me to start writing the stories down. Also, besides being a writer, I’m a ferocious bookworm, gobbling up books by the hundreds. The first novel I wrote is a fantasy/adventure, as yet unpublished. I’ve read Tolkien for years, and the last time I read LOTR’s inspired me to write my own hero’s quest.
Do you outline before you write? If not, what’s your initial process?
I have a loose beginning, middle and ending to a story in mind when I start, though everything but the ending seems to change and grow as I write.
What comes first: the plot or the characters?
I start with a kernel of an idea, a story I want to tell. That’s my ending. Then I begin to piece a storyline together. How will everyone get to the ending? Why do they want to? From there, my characters develop themselves. My MC appears first, jumping right into the story. The others step onto the scene as needed. I never really think them out ahead of time.
Which of your characters do you love/hate/fear/pity the most and why?
Love: It has to be Quinn from ‘Trials of a Lonely Specter’. He’s a sweetheart!
Hate: Detective Kramer in ‘ALEX’. He’s a cruel man and sets Alex up.
Fear: Gibson, from ‘ALEX’. You’d fear him too.
Pity: Korel from my current WIP. An innocent victim.
What was the hardest part of writing your book?
The hardest part for me in writing any story is the transitional scenes. The character has just left an exciting moment and there’s another up the road for him. But how do I get him there? I just want to be there already! But without a teleportation device, I have to move him in the most interesting way I can think of. I usually do this by throwing obstacles in his path to make the scene as less boring as possible.
Did your book require a lot of research? How long does it take to write a book for you?
The Trials of a Lonely Specter didn’t require much research at all. But I have to admit I find the whole subject of paranormal phenomenon fascinating and have spent countless hours, days upon days, researching the topic. I hope one day to go on a ghost hunt myself.
What are some of the challenges in your writing process?
My greatest challenge is always finding the time to write! I currently work full time as a floral designer. Balancing that with family and friends doesn’t leave me as much time to write as I’d like. I get up an hour earlier than necessary each morning for promos, then spend three hours in the evening for my blogs, and if I’m very lucky, some creative writing. Once in a while I’m even blessed with a full day off in which to write!
Describe your writing space.Right here, at my dining room table! I have a picture window overlooking the flower garden on my left, the glass patio doors ahead of me, with the kitchen and coffee within easy reach. I always say I’d like my own writing room, but I think the solitude would drive me mad within days.
What are your current books out right now and what are the books coming up for release?
Solstice Publishing http://www.solsticepublishing.com/products/Alex%252d%252dPDF-EBOOK.html
‘When dreams become reality, what of nightmares?”
Shelton in Love
Breathless Press http://www.breathlesspress.org/Book/291
Shelton’s falling quickly for his sexy roommate, but can he forget the pain of past rejections and give Nevil what they’re both aching for?
Breathless Press http://www.breathlesspress.org/Book/345
Shelton has a gift for Nevil but can’t seem to score a moment alone with him. Will Nevil ever let Shelton take him home?
-Coming soon from Breathless Press
Torn between desires, Shelton has to choose his future. That is, until Nevil takes the decision out of his hands.
Where can people learn more about you and your work?
Quinn reigned in his imagination; it was dangerous in a house like this. The room darkened as Liam walked through an archway on the left, and he hurried to follow him. He would have liked to take some time to examine the furnishing and tapestries of the parlor, but Liam pressed on. Quinn finally caught him at the far end of the room.
“Where’re we going?”
“To find Betterford’s body reposing in the highest room of the tallest tower.”
Quinn gave him a wry look. “Wasn’t that for the ‘Sleeping Beauty’?”
“So I’ve heard,” Liam purred, looking like he was about to eat the canary.
Quinn didn’t like the eager way he swept through the kitchen to the servants’ staircase.
He tramped up the dark stairs in the apparition’s wake. Liam’s aura had shrunk to a mere flicker around his hand, casting eerie shadows on the close walls. Quinn was huffing by the time they reached the third flight, and Liam stopped to let him catch his breath.
He looked up at the fond tone. Liam stood several steps above, curiously watching him. “You’re a ghost, my beloved. You ought to be gliding up these stairs.”
Quinn’s mouth fell open. “I forgot,” he confessed. His eyes dropped, waiting for Liam’s mocking laughter. It never came. Instead, the man descended the stairs until he stood level with him. Quinn held his breath as the luminescent hand touched his cheek lightly.
“You give me hope,” Liam said surprisingly. “Here, let me help you.” He slipped his arm through Quinn’s.
They fairly flew up the steps after that. Quinn laughed with the exhilaration that raced through him. He’d never felt so free. He wanted to burst through the roof and fly straight into the night. Liam beamed, sharing his joy in the sensation of weightlessness and speed.
All too soon they burst into the hallway far above. Their laughter died abruptly at the grimness of the shadowy corridor. Quinn winced when Liam suddenly grabbed his hand. The spirit’s eyes glowed with anticipation.
He leaned close. “Trust me, Quinn.” His voice was shaking and the man cleared his throat. “Whatever you think of me after this, please remember that I want the best for you. For us.”
“I don’t understand.”
Liam shook his head, clearly disappointed by his answer. Tugging on his hand, he led him to a door in the middle of the corridor.
Quinn stared at the closed door, reluctant to open it. “Betterford’s in there?”
Liam made a noncommittal sound. They stood side-by-side looking at the door until a smile lifted the corner of Liam’s mobile mouth. “Are you going to open it, or are we staying out here all night?”