Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Interview with the delightful Doris O'Connor, author of Lure of Forever
Today I would like to welcome to Blood, Lust and Erotica, the divine Doris O’Connor who has just written a new paranormal romance, Lure of Forever. Read my review of Lure of Forever.
Hi Doris and thank you for joining us here today. I know my readers are dying to learn a bit about you, so how about we get stuck into the interview, although I think chat sounds better, what do you think?
Hmm, I dunno. Don't mind at all getting stuck in, if there are some hot paranormal heroes involved.
Thanks for having me here today J
So what inspired you to write Lure of Forever?
Lucas had been niggling at me ever since I wrote Lure Of The Blood. His friend Ion gets the girl in that story, so I knew Lucas needed his own tale. I just wasn't too sure what that was. I'm a complete panster, so I shelved the idea for a while, waiting for inspiration to strike.
It came out of the blue, like it always does. One of my critique partners set me a word challenge—write 500 words using narrow boat, lantern, costa coffee, mud, and thigh highs. I didn't make the word count in the time she gave me, but it sparked the start of Lucas's story. That evening I was chatting to hubby and we were bouncing ideas off each other and I got that bubbly feeling I get when I know I'm onto a good thing. Once I started writing Lucas took over and the rest is history as they say. I had no idea just how tortured he was…
Have Vampire’s always been a passion of yours?
I have always had a fascination with anything that goes bump in the night. I used to love the really old Dracula movies. Still do, there is something so wonderfully corny about them, and don't even mention the werewolf ones. Of course my vamps have little to do with Dracula. They are ancient beings living in the modern world. Lucas is known as the assassin, so you really don't want to meet him in a dark alley, but underneath it all, he is just a man looking for love, like all of us. Lucky for him he finds Coralie.
Which do you prefer, Happy Ever After or Happy For Now endings?
I'm a sucker for Happy Ever After. I want to get the aww feeling at the end of a book. I certainly strive to give that to my readers. I may have sniffed a little at the ending of Lure Of Forever.
Where do you see yourself in five years time?
Writing up a storm, with a solid writing career. My youngest will be in school full time then, so I should have more time to write in nice long stretches. At the moment I have to fit it around a thousand and one other things.
Have you achieved any goals you have set for yourself in regards to writing?
I made a new Year's resolution in 2011, and that was to be published in that year. I achieved that goal. This year's goal was to get all my old manuscripts published. It looks as though as I will achieve that too. On a day to day level I aim to write at least a thousand words a day. That has been challenged lately, but I do try.
What is/was the proudest day of your life as an author?
I would have to say the day I got my first cover art. I was soooo excited, seeing my name on the cover. New cover art is still a high light, perhaps more so than signing another contract, lol.
And every time I type 'The End' under a new Wip, yeah that's a great moment J
Name five things you just can’t go without when writing…
My netbook, Coffee, Chocolate, my hubby (cause he keeps the kids entertained), my critique group (cause they crack the whip, when I'm procrastinating)
Do you have a muse and if so have you a name and what type of personality is it?
Lol, yes it's called sleep! I have dreamt so many of my story lines, whole scenes in fact, it's unreal. With a seven month old baby in the house, my muse is temperamental, however, and often non -existent.
What type of music gets you in the mood (for writing of course, so minds out of the gutters darling ones)?
Actually music tends to put me off. However, I can't write in quiet surroundings. Not that my house is ever quiet. Hubby and I have nine children, so you can imagine the noise level at times. I usually have the telly on in the back ground as I can tune out conversations, but music—no—can't write to it at all. I just want to sing along.
Finally, what are your thoughts on what is happening with the censorship Paypal is imposing on writers of Erotica?
I think it's outrageous and really quite worrying. Who knows where it may stop. I have not been affected by it, but I hate the thought that authors aren't free to express themselves as they see fit.
Thank you so much for being here today Doris, it is always lovely getting to know authors. On behalf of the readers of Blood, Lust and Erotica and myself, I would like to wish you great success with Lure of Forever.
Thank you very much for having me J
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Coralie kept her finger on the buzzer this time, all too aware of Lucas's amused presence behind her. He'd said they were finished, for pity's sake, so what was taking Jerry so long? It took seconds to shimmy into underwear and a top––unless, of course, shifters gave you the same kind of mind-blowing, limb-weakening orgasms that vampires seemed to. She shifted away from Lucas's cool presence at her back and cursed her traitorous hormones, which had heat climbing into her cheeks and moisture seeping into her knickers. Lucas chuckled behind her and she turned around to glare at him, but her smart retort died on her tongue.
The genuine smile on his face took her breath away. He was devastating enough when he was broody, but that open smile and the twinkle of amusement in his green eyes made her wish he would smile more. Her heart gave a suspicious little lurch and she dug her hands into the pockets of her jeans to stop herself from tracing the laughter lines around his eyes. Now was not the time to get emotional over him. He's a vampire, remember.
But her silly little heart wasn't listening. She just stood grinning at him like some girl on her first teenage crush, and his smile deepened.
"Keep looking at me like that, Chere, and we won't make it in to see your friend."
"Promises, promises," she grumbled under her breath, and Lucas chuckled again whilst pulling her back into him. He nuzzled into her neck and Coralie sunk into his embrace.
"That's better, Chere. Relax. After all, we want Jerry to believe that you fell head over heels in love with me and that's the reason you haven't been around."
"Oh, she'll never believe that. I don't do men and I certainly don't fall that easily." The words tumbled out far too breathlessly and Lucas's hold on her tightened. He nipped her earlobe playfully and Coralie didn't quite manage to suppress a shiver in response.
"So you say, mon coeur, but your body tells me otherwise." His tongue traced the shell of her ear and his hand wandered underneath her t-shirt, skimming the underside of her breast. Her nipples tightened in response and she could feel his smile in the butterfly kisses delivered along her neck and collarbone. Her head fell back and Lucas caught her moan in his mouth. He moved her sideways to deepen the kiss, whilst his other hand delved underneath the waistband of her jeans. She instinctively spread her legs to give him better access and he broke the kiss, his now dark green eyes twinkling in approval.
"That's it, let me in, Chere."
The growled words settled low in her core. His fingers delved underneath the elastic and she moaned her words of denial, "Lucas, we…we can't," even as her body went up in flames, feeling his fingers sinking deep into her wet core. His harsh breath skimmed across her neck and her hands grabbed his hair and pulled him closer, as his thumb settled on her clit and she moaned her need into his shoulder.
"Do…don't stop, please."
Lucas moved her into the shadow of the stairwell, where the harsh fluorescent lighting didn't reach, with a strained, "I've no intention of stopping."
He increased his pressure on her clit and inched her against the wall, until he surrounded her. Arousal overtook all reason and Coralie rubbed her aching breasts against his chest. He groaned his approval, his fangs glistening white in the dim light. Coralie shuddered in sensual overload when he pulled her shirt up and bit her nipple through the lace of her bra. He soothed the sting with his tongue, his strong sucks shooting down to her clit. She almost screamed in disappointment when he pulled his fingers away. He smiled at her and shook his head at her fevered moans of denial.
"Shh…I got you, Chere."
He pulled both their jeans down with movements too fast for her to catch. The cool air hit her heated flesh when he raised one of her knees. Pushing her underwear away, his cock slid into her, the cool stretching sensation alone almost sending her over the edge. She clung onto his shoulders as he thrust into her, his tongue mirroring the actions of his dick buried in her so deep, every movement hit her womb and stroked along her G-spot. She screamed her release into his mouth and his hands on her hips tightened as he groaned his own climax.
Lost in the aftershocks zinging through her body, Coralie missed Jerry's door opening. In the blink of an eye Lucas had them dressed, and Coralie found herself staring into the confused eyes of her best friend.
Heaven only knew what she must look like. Probably quite similar to Jerry, who looked her up and down with an incredulous expression on her flushed face. Wearing nothing but a man's shirt, the long legs Coralie envied bare, Jerry looked as though she had just fallen out of bed. Coralie's blush deepened, recalling Lucas's earlier words. Clearly Jerry had just fallen out of bed with the half-naked hunk standing behind her. Jenkins's amber eyes held a hint of his wolf as he ran his gaze over Coralie's body. His nostrils flared and he smirked, before Lucas's growl wiped his face free of any expression.
Jerry's eyes widened at that growl and Coralie wished the floor would swallow her up. Good God, in all the time they’d known each other, she'd walked in on Jerry more times than she could count, but never the other way around. Talk about embarrassing.
Before Coralie could force any words past her lips, still swollen from Lucas's kisses, Jerry laughed and drew her in for a hug.
"Don't just stand there, you ninny. I reckon you've given the neighbors enough to talk about for one evening. Come in and bring Mr. Delicious in with you." Jerry glanced up at Lucas with a coy smile whilst pulling Coralie into the flat. "You must be something to get Coral here all hot and flustered."
"Jerry, please, this is embarrassing enough." Coralie rolled her eyes at her friend.
Jerry responded with another gale of laughter.
"Really, Coral, the hallway? And there I was thinking you were a lights-out, under the sheets only, kinda girl." She shut the door and beamed at Lucas. "Well, whoever you are, I like you already for helping Coral relax a bit. It's been far too long since she's let her hair down…or should that be her knickers out?"