Tuesday, 5 March 2013

Coffee chat with author Angela Parson Myers


Welcome, Angela Parson Myers, to my virtual coffee lounge

 
D L: I'm having a weak long black with one sugar. There are no magazines in this coffee lounge, just hundreds of books. Some books even have names in the front page or previous owners. In this coffee lounge it's perfectly fine to tuck your feet under your legs with or without shoes. And there's always something cooking in the oven.

So, Angela, coffee…how do you have it and what’s your favorite time of the day to partake?

 
ANGELA: Instead of having a mailbox at our house (long story), Hubby and I have a post office box, and on the way to pick up our mail is a very nice Panera, where I can buy my favorite coffee in the whole world. We stop in for breakfast about three times a week, and I have a couple cups of cream-laden, sugared coffee (just how my father taught me to drink it) with a cinnamon crunch bagel and hazelnut cream cheese. Then I sometimes like to walk from home to the nearby mall in the afternoon, where I stop at a locally owned coffee shop for a caramel latte. On Sunday, I stop at the church lounge for coffee on my way down to the television studio to help with the broadcast. After dinner, we make Starbucks decaf at home and top it off with a tablespoon or so of whipped cream for dessert. Oddly, I never considered myself much of coffee drinker until I read what I just wrote. : - )


D L: Congrats on the release of When The Moon Is Gibbous And Waxing. What an unusual title. In a world of one word titles (Fallen, Halo, Shiver, Beasty, Matched, Divergent, Shattered etc) what made you choose a traditional title?

 
ANGELA: I HATE short titles! Too many books with the same one, and none of them really tell you much about the story. My title is a term that I first heard in astronomy class at the University of Illinois, and I was struck by the poetic rhythm. (I've been writing poetry for many years, and some has even been published in magazines I actually respected.) Then it just slipped into the manuscript very naturally, and when it did, I had an Aha! moment. Later I considered shortening it to Gibbous Moon, but when I Googled that, bajillions of books popped up, so I went back to the longer version.

 
D L: I see you’ve got quite a lot of great 5 star reviews.

 
You’ve told me you’re 20,000 words into the sequel. Did you always plan a sequel, or is your sequel a response to the audience wanting to know more about these characters?

 
ANGELA: Nearly everyone who's read it has asked what happens next, but the sequel came about because about the time I finished the massive first edit (cutting about 40,000 words) I flashed on a scene from maybe 25 years in the future and knew I had to write it, but that several other things had to happen first. Those other things are just gradually filling in. I see another book after the sequel I'm working on now, then the book that contains the scene I flashed on.

 
D L: Do you think your background in professional writing prepared you for creative writing, and if yes, what components of professional writing crossed over into creative?

 
ANGELA: My background as a writer absolutely helped prepare me for creative writing. My training as an editor gave me a solid background in grammar, and years of practice helped me develop organizational skills that are applicable to both types of writing. And just as important, I know from experience that I'm not going to sit down and regurgitate a story and walk away from it. Sometimes I just have to keep plugging until the story is finished; sometimes I have to start somewhere in the middle and write to both ends; sometimes the story changes as I write it--I've learned to call that inspiration. And above all, my background taught me the value of proofreading. I don't even send out an e-mail without checking it at least three times. And it still will never be perfect. At a certain point, you just have to set a deadline and stop when you reach it.

 
D L: If life is a highway, what mode of transport are you taking?

 
ANGELA: After much thought--probably a Jeep Wrangler. It's open so I can observe the scenery, and instead of being built for speed, it's built to handle all the detours of the scenic route. And heaven knows, I've NEVER gotten anywhere in my life's journey by taking the interstate. My educational career was disjointed and convoluted, but I finally got my bachelor's degree at the age of 46. On the way to my dream job as a writer/editor/photographer, I was a television writer, sales clerk, newspaper staff writer, waitress, logistics tech, and metallurgical tech--not to mention wife and mother. I learned how to run a television camera, burden tooling complexes, drive fork trucks, weld, spin news releases, and plan complex events and crisis communication--sometimes at the same time.... And that's just part of it. Yeah, a Jeep Wrangler might do it--or a track-type tractor.

 
D L: Lastly, what is your favorite werewolf story and why?

 
ANGELA: The only werewolf story I've ever read/seen that I absolutely love is Ladyhawke, and I love it not because of the shapeshifting--I'm not even sure the hero qualifies as a werewolf--but because of the love story. I did like the werewolf character in Sanctuary, too, though that doesn't qualify as a werewolf story either--just a story that has a werewolf in it. I've always had a soft spot for werewolves, but I've had a hard time finding stories I could relate to. I think I tried to remedy that by writing one for myself.

Also, I really like Monroe on Grimm, too. He's a werewolf of sorts, isn't he?

I hope you enjoyed learning a bit about Angela, I certainly did. And I for one want to hear about the mail box story. What about you? Leave a comment and I'm sure Angela might be coaxed into divulging the mysterious tale behind the mailbox.

 
BOOK COVER:



SYNOPSIS:

Unspeakable evil rises with the moon...

Graduate student Natalie Beres can't remember who attacked her that autumn night under the full moon. She can't remember anything between leaving her lab in a secluded building at the south end of campus and arriving at her apartment in the wee hours of the morning. Covered in blood. Not her own. Other than the loss of memory, she's completely unharmed.

She can't say the same for the men who attacked her. The grisly campus murders force Natalie to dig deeper into what happened that night, to force herself to remember. But what she learns about herself is horrifying. When the police officer investigating the murders tries to get close, Natalie is caught between her attraction to him and her fear of discovery. But worse, can she avoid being found by the young man with a similar problem who's on his way from the West coast to find her...leaving a trail of shredded corpses along the way...?

 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

D L Richardson is the author of speculative fiction. She has three teen novels and one short story anthology published. Her first novel reached number 2 at OmniLit and number 38 at Kobo Books. Her second reached number 1 at OmniLit. Little Red Gem is her third novel and recently won 2nd place Best Books of 2013 Paranormal Cravings. She lives in Australia on the NSW south coast with her husband and dog.


Contact information

Email                   dlrichardsonbooks@bigpond.com 
Blog           www.dlrichardsonwrites.blogspot.com
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4 comments:

  1. Mailbox story--Mailmen kept running over the lawn. Dad fussed at mailmen. Dad angered mailmen. Mom and Dad now have a PO box. Daughter (me) laughs and laughs and laughs. :-)

    Nice interview, Mom! Man, I think you drink more coffee than I do!

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    1. Thanks for the scoop, Katriena. Too funny!!

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  2. Insert: Mom and Dad return from vacation to three feet of snow in circle drive and note from mailman to move mailbox within next week. Mom saves mailman's life by opting for PO box--in nearby city. : - )

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    1. It all ended well though. Now you get to indulge in your coffee ritual. What a lovely story. Thanks so much for sharing.

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