I am being interviewed today over at Shannon Leigh’s blog . Do stop by and check it out.
While I’m away, Amylea Lyn is here to take over my blog instead. So please welcome her and leave her some love by way of comments.
First of all, would you like to introduce yourself to anyone lurking here?
Hello to everyone! LOL, even the lurkers. My name is Amylea Lyn and I’m a M/M romance author. I’ve been writing for a number of years and have been published for just over two years now.
What made you decide to get into romance writing?
I think for me, it was never a question what kind of books I’d be writing. I love to read romance, ever since I was a young girl. The first book I ever bought for myself was one of the books in Christine Feehan’s Dark Series when I was thirteen. I was hooked ever since.
Plus I love how romance can cross all genres; from paranormal to horror, and mystery to contemporary, there’s no genre romance doesn’t cross into. It makes each story exciting to write, since I never know where the characters are going to take me.
LM is now feeling extremely old since she is also a fan of Christine Feehan’s Dark series and remembers buying the first book in the series, when it first came out, as an adult. You’ve got to love those Carpathians.
Oops, got distracted there for a moment. So, Amylea, where do your ideas come from?
LOL. Can I just say this question is an embarrassing one? My ideas come from everything and anything. I can be inspired by a TV program or the news, a simple conversation with a friend, or even a situation that happens during my day. The world is full of ideas just waiting for me to find them.
You can say it is an embarrassing question if you like. Though your answer would be very similar to my own. LOL
What kind of research do you do?
If my books take place in a certain city, especially if I haven’t been there, I research the city like crazy. The same goes for a certain disability or disease; for example I’m currently writing a story where one of the secondary characters is autistic. I did a lot of research before developing his character.
Fantasy is a little easier, I don’t have to do as much research then. But in my Outside the City series I did a lot of technology research to make “the City” seem more realistic.
Research is a normal part of the writing process for me and I do a lot of it while I’m plotting my outlines for my stories.
Which do you find easier to write: male/male or male/male/male?
I’ve written both, and in all honesty I really don’t have a problem with either. I think for me it depends on the story whether or not it evolves into a m/m or a m/m/m story. Writing a story is never easy, but my characters always seem to come together in the best way once the story is finished.
How easy or hard do you find it to portray the dynamics of a three way relationship?
It is difficult sometimes to write a three-way story, and it can be very hard to make the dynamics of a relationship of that sort equal for all characters. You have to balance the three separate personalities and make sure that everyone’s needs are met equally.
When I was writing Dream a Little Dream, my story with a three-way relationship I really had to focus on the characters separate desires, and that can be hard when you add another person to the mix in an already established couple like I did. But I took my time, and by the end of it I was very happy with the story I’d written.
What do you think makes for a good hero in male/male romances?
I think the biggest thing that makes a character a good hero in any story, not just m/m, is to make them human. A character needs to be flawed, needs to have his faults and troubles. It drives me crazy when I read a story where a character is so perfect and all knowing… it makes me want to go into the story and hit him. LOL. Characters in m/m romance sometimes seem to just be carbon copies of each other, so individuality is always a good thing too. Making a character unique and different is a must and I always believe it makes a character (and the story) more interesting.
How do you keep disciplined in your writing?
Schedule. Schedule, schedule, schedule. I have to plan the times for my writing around family obligations and my “day job” so I know when I finally sit down and write I have to get it done. I also write one chapter at a time, that way I don’t feel let down if I only get one chapter done in a week.
What are you working on at the moment, and what are we likely to see from you in the coming months?
At the moment I’m working on book 3 of my Outside the City series, and working on the outline for the sequel to my Love’s Crash Landing story. I’m hoping to by finished with my current WIP by the end of April and submit it for publishing, and then get to work on the sequel. After that I’ve got to work on book 2 of The Brotherhood, my newest series.
All the while I’m working on my weekly blog story, and once everything on my list is done, I’ll get started on book 4 of Outside the City. Maybe I’ll take a vacation around Christmas, that way I’m ready to start all over again next year. LOL
As for what’s coming soon, I’ve got book 2 of my Outside the City
series due out on March 24th
! I’m so excited and for anyone who read the first book, You’ll all be excited to hear that this book is Owen and Maltok’s story. It’s now available for pre-order from Silver Publishing at https://spsilverpublishing.com/product_book_info/coming-soon-c-2/the-beast-s-promise-ebook-p-777
. I’ve also got another book coming out in July, titled Solid as Stone
, book 1 of my new series called The Brotherhood
What are the best and worst things about being a published author?
For me, the best thing about being an author is seeing my books out there, and knowing people are reading them. I love hearing from my readers and when they tell me how much they enjoyed my books/ Well, it makes all the long hours worth it.
And I love it when people ask me what I do for a living, and I can honestly say that I am a published author. It’s such a wonderful feeling.
The worst part is that my books are out there and people are reading them. LOL. It breaks my heart when someone gives my books a bad review just because they may not like something my character does or says. I’ve learned to grow a very thick skin in such cases, but still it hurts.
And because I really want to know – what is this about a psychotic cat? 🙂
LOL! Her name is Pistol and she runs my life with an iron fist…. 🙂
I adopted her from the local animal shelter when I was eighteen and just moved out of my parent’s home. She’s a wild little thing and demands mommy’s attention at the most inopportune time. She’s been known to lie across the keyboard or even to stare over the top of the screen until I pay attention to her. Pistol likes to play fetch (yes, my cat plays fetch) and she’s been known to beat up on family members dogs just to prove she can.
I love her to pieces and she inspires many of my characters; Tom from Let’s Get Familiar, Peanut from Meant to be, and Pixie from my latest work Whispered Secrets, Hidden Eyes.
Please tell us about your latest book.
My latest release is titled Love’s Crash Landing and is available from Silver Publishing!
The story is about an alien prince, who crash lands on earth while on a mission for his dying planet. He is rescued by an ex-Marine turned farmer, the two fall in love while trying to stay under the radar of the government hunting them. There is also a fun twist in the story, and one I know many of the readers who read it have enjoyed so far. *winks*
What’s a simple farmer to do when an alien crash-lands in his cornfield? Try to keep the little guy safe from the government, all while trying not to fall in love with his guest while he’s at it. It may not be as easy as he originally thought.
Gavin Howard lives a simple life on his farm, keeping to himself and staying under the radar. That is all changed late one night when a spaceship crash-lands in his cornfield. So what is a simple farmer to do when he finds an injured alien lying in his back yard? Take it inside and care for it until it can “phone home,” of course.
But Prince Mi’Kel Ta’Rulen is not what Gavin expected. Beautiful, gentle, and on a mission to save his dying planet, Mi’Kel needs Gavin’s help for more than just his injuries. Can Gavin help Mi’Kel find the solution to save his people all while keeping the little alien safe from the Earth governments hunting him?
Gavin finds himself falling in love with the being from outer space, but can he find it in his heart to let the little alien go when Mi’Kel’s ship is finally fixed? Or will Mi’Kel’s secrets drive them apart when the alien needs his farmer the most?
Gavin Howard jumped out of bed the moment he heard the sound of the crash.
He’d been sleeping soundly, exhausted after a day of planting crops in the field behind his small farmhouse, when a loud boom shook the house down to its foundation and a blinding flash of light lit up the entire room.
Jerked from a pleasant dream involving two male belly dancers and a lot of whipped cream, Gavin opened his eyes as his befuddled brain struggled to catch up. Glancing at the clock, Gavin groaned when he saw the glowing red numbers read 2:17am. Lights shone from his backyard, just visible through his bedroom bay window. The red and orange flickering moved hypnotically and beautifully. It took a long moment before he realized what he saw.
Was that–? Holy shit, my backyard is on fire!
Before he even realized he had moved, Gavin jumped out of bed and pulled on a pair of jeans over his half-hard cock, not bothering to do up the buttons completely. He grabbed his shotgun and charged down the stairs like a herd of buffalo were after him.
Before he even reached the kitchen and back door that lead outside, Gavin heard his old Blue Heeler, Bo, going wild, barking like a demon-possessed hound. The dog threw itself at the screen door again and again, blocking him from getting to the backyard and only quieting his howls to whimpering and whining when he spotted his beloved owner rushing into the room.
Gavin grabbed a flashlight from below the sink, patting Bo’s head as he went by.
“S’okay boy, I got it.” He opened the door, then turned back to push Bo back into the house when the mutt tried to slip between his legs. “Stay, Bo. Stay!” he commanded, not wanting to put his dog in danger until the backyard was safe. He shut the door, taking a deep breath to ready himself to face whatever had disturbed his sleep so violently.
Gavin turned, prepared to face the issue at hand.
And promptly dropped the flashlight he held.
“No way…” he muttered, staring in disbelief at the scene before him. He couldn’t reconcile what he saw with what his brain knew had to be possible. He looked around. Nope, no cameras or microphones anywhere to be seen. Bo still whined from inside the house. Gavin gave himself a little pinch on the leg with his one free hand and hissed at the sharp, bright pain blossoming on his leg. Well, he wasn’t dreaming, which meant what he was seeing had to be real.
The scene before him seemed impossible, unbelievable.
Gavin just stood there, stunned, gun hanging from limp hands, mouth hanging open.
What the hell is going on?
No way could there be a crashed spaceship sitting in the center of his cornfield.
Pulling together his now-tattered courage, Gavin reached down to pick up the fallen flashlight, and then carefully started to approach the smoking wreckage, gun ready to shoot at the smallest sign of movement. Times like this, he was glad his military training gave him enough experience to keep himself safe as he approached a possible danger zone. His eyes were trained on the sky, for what, he didn’t know–more ships maybe?
Because as much as he wanted to deny what he was seeing, there was no doubt about it; he was definitely looking at a large silver spaceship.
The ship didn’t seem to be much taller than his tractor but definitely appeared wider; at least twenty feet across in an almost disk shape. The smooth sides shone silver, with an iridescent sheen that probably served as camouflage while the ship flew. He’d seen a weak rendition of just that type of thing years before while he’d been on special assignment in the Marines. Although, what he saw back then didn’t even begin to compare to the stunning object before him.
The fallen ship gave off a thrumming feel, vibrating deep in his chest with a low hum, almost like when the next door neighbor played a bass guitar in his garage. Gavin could still remember those days from back when he lived on the base. He knew there was sound coming from the amplifiers, but it was too low for him to actually hear. He could feel the static energy and vibration on his skin, but no sound could be heard.
All of the sudden, Gavin realized that what he was seeing might be real. As a kid, he’d always been a comic book fan and loved the old Star Trek TV show. But never in his life could he have imagined something like this.
Hot damn! He had a real live flying saucer in his backyard.
Where can we find you and your books on the web?
My books are available from Silver Publishing, Torquere Press, and Dreamspinner Press.