Monday, July 15, 2013

David Russell, Self's Blossom

AUTHOR: David Russell
BOOK TITLE: Self’s Blossom
PUBLISHER: Extasy/Devine Destinies


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Tell me a little about your book.
This is about a young woman's self-discovery. Selene is a 'success story', having become a top journalist, while retaining her dazzling looks. However, in the past she has had unhappy relationships, and feels she has missed out on hedonistic fun.  This she obtains, firstly with a young stranger on a beach, and finally with enigmatic Hudson: tryst is preceded by cultural tourism, and careful sizing up of minds. Afterwards Selene returns to her 'I stand on my own' attitude.
While she is on holiday, her mind is free to ramble, often into Selene's chequered past. Flashback blurs into the present, past-rooted interior monologue into direct observation. The dialogue is sparse. Selene is a cautious, premeditative type, in whom thought, reflection and analysis outweigh direct action.

Selene’s subtle, monitoring mind coolly observes and controls all the events. Maybe she is super-confident, or perhaps has a deep, underlying insecurity. She is many things to many readers.

What gave you the idea for this particular story? Wishful thinking,  and the example of a friend of mine who wrote a romance

Are you a full-time writer or part-time, and how do you organize your writing time? I am part-time; I have to work on the ‘flexi-time’ principle, always having something to fit into available slots.

When did you first know you wanted to be a writer? In my early twenties

What do you hope readers will take from your writing? I hope it will give them emotional satisfaction, and make them think

Which genres do you write, which do you prefer, and why? As well as romance, I write speculative fiction and poetry; my preferences rotate, and vary.

What is the toughest part about being a writer and how do you get past it? The feeling of struggling in the darkness, and the need to pursue that struggle.

Is there anything in your story based upon a real life event? If so, tell me about it. The climax has some elements of a real-life encounter I once had. This formed a fraction of the fictional composite.

How much is your protagonist like you? How different? He has the sort of reserve and cool I would like to project in terms of a self-image.

What kind of research did you do for this type of story? Other romance writers, studies of local history and politics.

Do writing violent or highly sexual scenes bother you? Why or why not? I prefer to write such in an understated manner, obliquely, poetically.

What about your book makes it special? It has been described by reviewers as literary erotica.

What is your marketing plan? To get as many reviews and interviews as possible, to generate sales.

Where can people learn more about you and your work? Through my reviews, especially on Good Reads.

Any tips for new writers hoping to write in the genre of your book? Persevere, have courage, reveal your innermost thoughts.

What’s in the future for you? Hopefully more appreciation and recognition.


Here, she was on a beach, pure and simple. Now the sea breathed heavily, whispering and murmuring to her. It was returning her stare, speaking to her. It was the spirit of love, beckoning her with a pulsing, sinewy body. In all its lines, shades, and fleeting forms, Selene saw the essence of pure beauty, all grace of form, flesh, limb and feature. It was in one, all the lovers of whom she could possibly dream, conflated into one elemental ideal. He, pure love in soul, bade her to enter his domain and make it hers. His arms moved her hands to unclasp, unbutton, and unzip . . . the blossom emerged. The sun became the eye of all that was not earth, and Selene loved fully, though the pallor of her skin left her momentarily abashed.

At first she lay in the tide's path, the top of her head at its most extreme mark. The sand bank made a soft bed. The sea lover smoothly caressed her calves, thighs, hips, breasts, shoulders, and cheeks before retreating to pause in his mossy pinnacles. Three times this action was repeated, and then Selene stood up, wading in with arms outstretched. Her arms were linked, as she stood up to her neck in the saline flow. The balls and heels of her feet wobbled, slithering on the moss. With the next wave, she lost her balance – her breath prepared in unison with the hissing around her. She threw her head back, once again horizontal, and launched into a backstroke, sweeping and circling. She parted her legs wide with each thrust of motion, each sweep of self-propulsion pushing out to answer the cavernous currents of his passion. Seven circles gave her a delicious, warm bliss –then the sea lover, well pleased, carried her back to a near-dry bed. Aching and contented, Selene dozed a while.

1 comment:

  1. A lot of times, our writing has a tinge of personal experience, doesn't it?

    Nice interview!