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Sunday, September 19, 2010

Cheryl Pierson Interview

I’m thrilled to have Cheryl visit us again. For those who may have missed her first interview, here is her bio.


Cheryl was born in Duncan, Oklahoma, and grew up in Seminole, Oklahoma. She graduated from the University of Oklahoma, and holds a B.A. in English. She has taught numerous writing classes and workshops over the past years and also works on an individual basis with many of her students, and other authors, locally and nationwide.

Cheryl’s most recent publications include her debut novel, released through The Wild Rose Press in May of 2009, “Fire Eyes,” and her first contemporary romantic suspense novel, “Sweet Danger,” to be released October 1, 2010 through The Wild Rose Press as well. She has also had the good fortune to become affiliated with Victory Tales Press, a romance anthology publisher, and has two upcoming releases through that company, “A Halloween Collection: Stimulating Edition” and “A Christmas Collection.” Her first story with them was published in May of 2010 in “A Summer Collection.”

She has also sold numerous other short stories, as a contributor for the Adams Media anthologies “The Rocking Chair Reader: Family Gatherings”, as well as the earlier “The Rocking Chair Reader: Memories from the Attic.” Her short stories also appear in the 2006-09 editions of the Adams Media Christmas anthologies, as well as various other publications, including “Chicken Soup for the Empty Nester’s Soul.” Her holiday short story, “A Night For Miracles,” was released in December, 2009, through The Wild Rose Press.

Although Cheryl has written and sold articles to local newspapers as well as these short stories, her first love remains romance novel writing. With the release of TIME PLAINS DRIFTER, her debut novel in the speculative romance genre of paranormal/time travel, she garnered the Honorable Mention Award in the “Best New Paranormal Author” category in the prestigious PEARL contest, presented 3/21/10.

Time Plains Drifter also received a 4.5 review from Romantic Times Magazine. She’s now at work on another novel, TIME PLAINS GUARDIAN, in the speculative romance genre of western historical paranormal/time travel and hopes to complete it before the end of the year. She has just completed a western historical novel, GABRIEL’S LAW, which placed third in the San Antonio Romance Authors Merritt Contest for 2010 and is presently under consideration for publication with Berkley.

Cheryl lives with her husband in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, where she has been for the past 25 years. She has two grown children, ages 21 and 24. You can visit her website at http://www.cherylpierson.com. You can e-mail her at fabkat_edit@yahoo.com (she loves to hear from readers and other authors!) You can visit her blogs at: http://www.cherylpiersonbooks.blogspot.com and also at http://www.westwindsromance.blogspot.com

[Anne] Tell us about your latest book.

[Cheryl] My latest novel is SWEET DANGER, published with The Wild Rose Press. The release date is technically October 1, 2010, but the print version is already available ( www.thewildrosepress.com ). The digital version will not be available until October 1, and I’m told that both will only be available through The Wild Rose Press until the end of October, then will go to other venues such as Amazon, and Barnes and Noble.

Here’s the blurb for Sweet Danger:

When undercover cop Jesse Nightwalker enters Silverman’s Deli, he doesn't expect to find himself at the mercy of Tabor Hardin, a sadistic murderer he helped put in prison five years earlier. Now, Hardin’s escaped, and he’s out for more blood—Jesse’s.

Lindy Oliver has had her eye on her handsome neighbor for several months. Fate provides the opportunity for them to finally meet when they both choose the same deli for breakfast. Becoming a hostage was not in Lindy’s plans when she sat down to share a pastry with Jesse, but neither was the hot kiss he gave her when bullets began to fly. That kiss seals both their fates, binding them to one another with the certainty of a vow.

But Jesse’s got some hard-hitting secrets. With both their lives at stake, Lindy has a plan that just might save them—if Hardin takes the bait. Will they find unending love in the midst of Sweet Danger?

[Anne] What inspired you to write this story?

[Cheryl] I have always written historical romance, but about three years ago, I decided I wanted to try a contemporary. I wrote a story called Intersection that I dearly love and that I fully intend to re-work and resubmit at some point. I had lots of rejections that were full of “I love it, but…” So I decided to take a break from working on that story and write another contemporary. The result was SWEET DANGER. I always write my stories set in my home state of Oklahoma, sometimes in Texas. This story was just a natural for my intended setting. The characters just came alive in a few short pages.

[Anne] How did you go about researching your book?

[Cheryl] I didn’t really have to do a lot of research for this. It’s contemporary, and set here in Oklahoma City. Of course the names and characters are all purely fictional, and it revolves around a hostage situation. My husband was a U.S. Navy SEAL back in the day, so there is my source for info for weapons and explosives and those “covert operations” types of scenes I have sometimes.

[Anne] Do you have anything new in the works?

[Cheryl] I DO! I mentioned earlier that I have a short story in a Halloween anthology that is also releasing on October 1. Don’t have a buy link for that yet, but if anyone is interested, please feel free to e-mail me and I will be glad to put them on my list once we know what it is.

In November, I have a Christmas short story coming out with Victory Tales Press called Scarlet Ribbons, a western based on the old folk tune of the same name. That song has always haunted me and I knew I wanted to write a story based on it for years.

I have a western historical under consideration with Berkley. It’s called Gabriel’s Law, and I am on pins and needles waiting to hear the “verdict.” They are also looking at re-releasing my book, Time Plains Drifter.

I’m writing another short story for yet another anthology with Victory Tales Press—as western. And I’m also working on putting the final touches on another contemporary novel—a bit shorter than my usual works are, but a story that I really did enjoy writing. The working title for it is “OF DREAMS FORGOTTEN”—it’s about two people who have both given up on love and find each other in a very unlikely set of circumstances. He’s a DEA undercover agent whose cover has been blown and he’s been left for dead on her property. She can’t call the authorities or they may both wind up dead. There are a lot of plot twists in this and I really had fun with it.

[Anne] What is your writing process like? Are you a plotter or a pantster?

[Cheryl] I’m definitely a PANTSER! LOL I don’t really “plot” anything much until the book has already taken shape. Then I draw up a timeline so that I can keep it all straight about “what happens when” at just a glance.

[Anne] What type of books do you like to read when you’re not writing?

[Cheryl] I loathe “self-help” books, so I never read those. LOL But I do try to read other things besides just romance books, although I read a ton of those, too. I love history, so I read a lot of history based books and alternate history books, such as those by Eric Flint—LOVE HIM. I bought the first book of the Civil War trilogy by Shelby Foote and totally loved it, but it is heavy reading and taking a while for me to slog through. I love westerns. I’ve read a lot of Louis L’Amour, but recently have discovered Peter Brandvold.

[Anne] What advice would you give to any aspiring writers out there?

[Cheryl] Have patience! Remember Rome wasn’t built in a day, and our writing careers aren’t, either. Consider writing some shorter pieces for anthologies and building your portfolio. It helps when you contact an agent, if you go that route, for them to know you are serious about writing by being able to see that you have written some shorter things and at least submitted them or at best, had them published.

[Anne] Where can we find you on the web?

Website: http://www.cherylpierson.com; Blogs: http://www.cherylpiersonbooks.blogspot.com http://www.westwindsromance.blogspot.com

[Anne] Where can we purchase your book(s)?

[Cheryl] Fire Eyes and Sweet Danger (novels) and A Night for Miracles and Until the Last Star Burns Out (short stories) are available at www.thewildrosepress.com Until the Last Star Burns Out is a FREE READ.

A Summer Collection, and soon, A Halloween Collection and A Christmas Collection are available here at the Victory Tales Press site:

http://victorytalespress.yolasite.com/online-store.php

The Adams Media Rocking Chair Readers and Christmas anthologies are available on Amazon, as is the Chicken Soup for the Empty Nesters Soul anthology.

[Anne] Is there anything else you’d like to add?

[Cheryl] I’d love to leave you excerpt from Sweet Danger.

This excerpt takes place in the first chapter. Jesse Nightwalker, an undercover cop, runs into his neighbor, Lindy Oliver, in the local deli. Though they've never met, they are very aware of one another. The deli owner introduces them officially and points them toward the only available booth. But their Friday morning takes a quick nosedive in the next few minutes. Here's what happens.

FROM SWEET DANGER:

Jesse looked past her, his smile fading rapidly. As the flash of worry entered his expression, Lindy became aware of a sudden lull in the noisy racket of the deli. Jesse’s dark gaze was locked on the front door, a scowl twisting his features.

“Damn it,” he swore, reaching for her hand. “Get down! Under the table, Lindy…”

But she hesitated a second too long, not understanding what was happening. In the next instant, the sound of semi-automatic gunfire and shattering glass filled the air.

Lindy reflexively ducked, covering her head. The breath of a bullet fanned her cheek as Jesse dragged her down beneath the sparse cover of the small table. He shielded her, his hard body crushing against her, on top of her, pushing her to the floor. The breath rushed out of her, and she felt the hard bulge of the shoulder holster he wore beneath the denim jacket as it pressed against her back.

Her heart pounded wildly, realization of their situation flooding through her. A robbery! But why, at this hour of the morning when the take would be so low? The gunfire stopped as abruptly as it had started. From somewhere near the counter, a man shouted, “Come out and you won’t be hurt! Come out—now!”

Lindy looked up into Jesse’s face, scant inches from her own. What would he do? They were somewhat concealed here at the back of the deli, but these men were sporting semi-automatic weapons.

“There’s a back door,” Jesse whispered raggedly. “Get the hell out of here. I’m gonna be your diversion.” She didn’t answer; couldn’t answer. He was likely to be killed, helping her go free. He gave her a slight shake. “Okay?”

An interminable moment passed between them before she finally nodded. “Get going as soon as I get their attention.” He reached to brush a strand of hair out of her eyes, his own gaze softening as he leaned toward her and closed the gap between them. “Take care of yourself, Lindy,” he whispered, just before his mouth closed over hers.

The instant their lips met shook her solidly. Every coherent thought fled, leaving nothing but the smoldering touch of his lips on hers, burning like wildfire through her mind. Soft, yet firm. Insistent and insolent. His teeth skimmed her lower lip, followed by his tongue, as he tasted her. Then, he pulled away from her, their eyes connecting for a heart-wrenching second.

“Safe passage,” he whispered.

Lindy didn’t answer, more stunned by the sudden sweet kiss than by the madness surrounding them. Jesse pushed himself out from under the table and stood up, directly in front of where Lindy crouched. Only then did she hear his muted groan of pain, his sharp, hissing intake of breath. The blossoming red stain of crimson contrasted starkly with the pale blue of his faded denim jacket as his blood sprang from the bullet wound, soaking the material.

He’d been shot!

Lindy gasped softly at the realization. How could she leave him now?

Monday, May 24, 2010

Author Interview - Cheryl Pierson

Joining us today is Cheryl Pierson. Here is Cheryl’s Bio: Cheryl was born in Duncan, Oklahoma, and grew up in Seminole, Oklahoma. She graduated from the University of Oklahoma, and holds a B.A. in English. She has taught numerous writing classes and workshops over the past years and also works on an individual basis with many of her students, and other authors, locally and nationwide.

Cheryl’s most recent publications include her debut novel, released through The Wild Rose Press in May of 2009, “Fire Eyes,” and her second novel, “Time Plains Drifter.” She has also sold numerous short stories, as a contributor for the Adams Media anthologies “The Rocking Chair Reader: Family Gatherings”, as well as the earlier “The Rocking Chair Reader: Memories from the Attic.” Her short stories also appear in the 2006-09 editions of the Adams Media Christmas anthologies, as well as various other publications, including “Chicken Soup for the Empty Nester’s Soul.” Her holiday short story, “A Night For Miracles,” was released in December, 2009, through The Wild Rose Press.

Look for her third novel, “Sweet Danger,” available Oct. 1, 2010 through The Wild Rose Press, and her short story, “To Make the Magic Last,” through Victory Tales Press, “A Summer Collection” anthology, May 2010. “Scarlet Ribbons,” a Christmas short story, will be released in September, 2010, through Victory Tales Press.

Although Cheryl has written and sold articles to local newspapers as well as these short stories, her first love remains romance novel writing. With the release of TIME PLAINS DRIFTER, her debut novel in the speculative romance genre of paranormal/time travel, she garnered the Honorable Mention Award in the “Best New Paranormal Author” category in the prestigious PEARL contest, presented 3/21/10. Time Plains Drifter also received a 4.5 review from Romantic Times Magazine. She’s now at work on another novel, TIME PLAINS GUARDIAN, in the speculative romance genre of western historical paranormal/time travel and hopes to complete it before the end of the year. She has just completed a western historical novel, GABRIEL’S LAW, and is in the throes of revision.

Cheryl lives with her husband in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, where she has been for the past 25 years. She has two grown children, ages 20 and 23.
[Anne] Yeah Sooners!!!  Sorry, I had to throw that in.  When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?

[Cheryl]When I was just a child—maybe 4 or 5, I would write in books. My mom couldn’t understand why I kept doing that, and I guess maybe I couldn’t explain to her. I wanted to be the one to write the story we were reading! LOL

[Anne] LOL.  That's cool.  Tell us about your latest book.

[Cheryl] Sweet Danger Blurb: When undercover cop Jesse Nightwalker enters Silverman's Deli, he doesn't expect to find himself at the mercy of Tabor Hardin, a sadistic murderer he helped put in prison five years earlier. Now, Hardin's escaped, and he's out for more blood--Jesse's. Lindy Oliver has had her eye on her handsome neighbor for several months. Fate provides the opportunity for them to finally meet when they both choose the same deli for breakfast. Becoming a hostage was not in Lindy 's plans when she sat down to share a pastry with Jesse, but neither was the hot kiss he gave her when bullets began to fly. That kiss seals both their fates, binding them to one another with the certainty of a vow. But Jesse's got some hard-hitting secrets. With both their lives at stake, Lindy has a plan that just might save them--if Hardin takes the bait. Will they find unending love in the midst of Sweet Danger?

[Anne] What inspired you to write this story?

[Cheryl] I knew I needed to ‘branch out’ into contemporary. I normally write historical western stories, but I had some contemporary stories to tell, too! I had written one before this one that I’m still subbing. Sweet Danger was the first contemporary I’ve sold, though I have sold 2 western historicals and several short stories.

[Anne] How did you go about researching your book?

[Cheryl] I really didn’t have to do a whole lot of research since it is a contemporary. I set it in Oklahoma City because I was picturing the buildings there. I’m a native Oklahoman, and nearly every story I write takes place in contemporary Oklahoma or, in the historicals, Indian Territory, before Oklahoma became a state.

[Anne] Do you have anything new in the works?

[Cheryl] I’m always working on something. My WIP is another contemporary involving an undercover DEA agent whose cover is blown. He’s left for dead in the woods near a young woman’s house. Their relationship is threatened by the drug kingpin who ordered him murdered—and now must see her dead as well.

On the historical front, my latest ms. is being considered by one of the larger houses, and I am keeping my fingers crossed for good news from that direction!

[Anne] What is your writing process like? Are you a plotter or a pantser?

[Cheryl] Oh, definitely a pantser!!! I wouldn’t know what to do if I actually had a PLOT to work off of from beginning to end! LOL It’s more fun this way.

[Anne] I totally agree with you there.  If you could be anyone of your characters, which one would you chose to be and why?

[Cheryl] Hmmm, probably I would be Jenni Dalton from Time Plains Drifter. She is thrown back in time and finds love when she least expects it. My guys…I wouldn’t want to be ANY of them—they all get wounded and have so much angst to deal with! LOL

[Anne] What type of books do you like to read when you’re not writing?

[Cheryl] I read pretty much everything—not just romance. I love alternate history—like Eric Flint’s series. Also love westerns, like Louis L’Amour and Jack Schaefer, Peter Brandvold and Forrest Carter. Lots of great writers out there, and of course, romance novels are at the top of my list always!

[Anne] Name three things you can’t live without (excluding spouses and family because that’s a given).

[Cheryl] Books, pen and paper. (And can I also say, tomatoes? Cause I could eat my weight in those.)

[Anne] Now that’s a new one…LOL…Tomatoes, really? Humm. All right you can have your tomatoes. Where can we find you on the web?

[Cheryl] You can visit my website at http://www.cherylpierson.com

You can e-mail me at fabkat_edit@yahoo.com (I love to hear from readers and other authors!)

You can visit my blogs at: http://www.cherylpiersonbooks.blogspot.com and also at http://www.westwindsromance.blogspot.com

[Anne] Where can we purchase your books?

[Cheryl] You can purchase FIRE EYES and my two short stories with THE WILD ROSE PRESS by clicking on the titles. My short stories are A NIGHT FOR MIRACLES and UNTIL THE LAST STAR BURNS OUT (this one is a FREE READ!)

TIME PLAINS DRIFTER is currently unavailable as I am searching for a new publisher for that book and working on the sequel to it. I do have a few copies for sale if anyone wants to order from me. My e-mail addy is listed above where you can contact me.

SWEET DANGER will be available from THE WILD ROSE PRESS in October, 2010.

I currently have a short story, TO MAKE THE MAGIC LAST, available in a just-released anthology with VICTORY TALES PRESS. The anthology is called “A SUMMER COLLECTION” and (of course) the stories all have a summer based theme. I will be included in a Christmas anthology with VTP that will be released sometime in the fall as well.

I’ve also written several other short stories for Adams Media’s Rocking Chair Reader series and the Chicken Soup for the Soul books. Memories from the Attic: PENNY MEMORIES.  Family Gatherings: THE SUGAR CUBE CURE.   Classic Christmas: True Stories of Holiday Cheer and Good Will: SILVER MAGIC.

[Anne] Is there anything else you’d like to add?

[Cheryl] Thank you so much for having me here! I appreciate this chance to talk about my books and tell you a bit more about me. I will leave you with an excerpt from my EPIC Award Finalist novel, FIRE EYES.

THE SET UP: Marshal Kaed Turner has been deposited on widow Jessica Monroe's front porch by a band of Choctaw Indians with orders from the chieftain: "Do not let him die." But can she save him? He's been severely beaten by a band of renegades that run the borderlands between Arkansas and Indian Territory. The last man they brought to her doorstep died. What will become of Marshal Turner? Can she save him?

FROM FIRE EYES:

Taking up the scissors again, she cut away his clothing, starting with the sleeve she’d already slit. He lay still as she pulled away the bloody chambray. When she lifted the front placket of material from his broad chest, he gave a low, agonized curse. His breath hissed inward, and he shifted.

“What? Did I—oh, my God.” Jessica squeezed her eyes shut, unwilling to believe what she had seen.

The badge. U.S. Marshal. Turner’s lawman’s star wasn’t pinned to his shirt any longer. The pin was jammed down through the material into his bronze skin, a bright crimson ring around the outline of the star itself. By that one act of cruelty, Jessica did not need to wonder any longer whose handiwork this sadistic beating was. She knew, as surely as if the marshal had spoken it.

Now she wished she’d asked Standing Bear if his warriors had killed any of the men who had been responsible for this. She hoped they had surprised the white men, and murdered them all. She hoped they’d taken scalps. She hoped—

“Just pull.” Her patient moistened his lips. “Straight up. That’s how it went in.”

She wanted to weep at the steel in his voice, wanted to comfort him, to tell him she’d make it quick. But, of course, quick would never be fast enough to be painless. And how could she offer comfort when she didn’t even know what to call him, other than Turner?

“You waitin’ on a…invitation?” A faint smile touched his battered mouth. “I’m fresh out.”

Jessica reached for the tin star. Her fingers closed around the uneven edges of it. No. She couldn’t wait any longer. “What’s your name?” Her voice came out jagged, like the metal she touched.

His bruised eyes slitted as he studied her a moment. “Turner. Kaedon Turner.”

Jessica sighed. “Well, Kaedon Turner, you’ve probably been a lot better places in your life than this. Take a deep breath and try not to move.”

He gave a wry chuckle, letting his eyes drift completely closed. “Do it fast. I’ll be okay.”

She nodded, even though she knew he couldn’t see her. “Ready?”

“Go ahead.”

Even knowing what was coming, his voice sounded smoother than hers, she thought. She wrapped her hand tightly around the metal and pulled up fast, as he’d asked.

As the metal slid through his flesh, Kaed’s left hand moved convulsively, his fingers gripping the quilt. He was unable to hold back the soft hint of an agonized groan as he turned away from her. He swore as the thick steel pin cleared his skin, freeing the chambray shirt and cotton undershirt beneath it, blood spraying as his teeth closed solidly over his bottom lip.

Jessica lifted the material away, biting back her own curse as she surveyed the damage they’d done to him. His chest was a mass of purple bruises, uneven gashes, and burns. Her stomach turned over. She was not squeamish. But this—

It was just like what they’d done to Billy, before they’d killed him. Billy, the last man the Choctaws had dumped on her porch. Billy Monroe, the man she’d come to loathe during their one brief year of marriage.

She took a washrag from the nightstand and wet it in the nearby basin. Wordlessly, she placed her cool palm against Kaedon Turner’s stubbled, bruised cheek, turning his head toward her so she could clean his face and neck.

She knew instinctively he was the kind of man who would never stand for this if it wasn’t necessary. The kind of man who was unaccustomed to a woman’s comforting caress. The kind of man who would never complain, no matter how badly wounded he was.

“Fallon.” His voice was rough.

Jessica stopped her movements and watched him. “What about him?”

His brows drew together, as if he were trying to formulate what he wanted to say. “Is he…dead?”

What should she tell him?

The truth.

“I—don’t know.”

“Damn it.”

“You were losing a lot of blood out there,” Jessica said, determined to turn his thoughts from Fallon to the present. She ran the wet cloth lightly across the long split in his right cheek.

His breathing was controlled, even. “I took a bullet.” He said it quietly, almost conversationally.

Jessica stopped moving. “Where?”
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