Cara Bristol Interviews Luc Fortier The Hero From A Scent Of Longing
Please welcome Cara Bristol back to the blog. Today she’s going to tell us about her recent interview with Luc Fortier from A Scent of Longing.
My interview with Luc Fortier of A Scent of Longing freaked me out. I met up with him in his penthouse suite of the high rise Castillo Hotel, Los Angeles to talk about his experience with the very popular 1Night Stand dating service. Luc is tall and dark, not really handsome, more like striking, with light blue, eerie eyes. I won’t ever forget his face – or the interview. We went out onto the balcony to talk, and Luc shut the door. The interview began uneventfully, but then, well, you’ll see. This is a transcript of what happened:
Cara Bristol: So Luc, you’ve been with 1Night Stand for many years. What is it about the matchmaking service that keeps you going back?
Luc Fortier: I’ve known the owner for a while. I agreed to help her out.
Cara Bristol: You help her out? Doesn’t Madame Eve help her clients by arranging just the right match for their dates?
Luc Fortier: Some of her clients have a particular fantasy that I am able to assist in fulfilling.
Cara Bristol: Oh? Like what?
Luc Fortier: Some of them fantasize about being seduced by a vampire.
Cara Bristol: So you snap on a set of fake fangs and whisper, “I vant to drink your blood?”
Luc Fortier: I wouldn’t be so crass as that. [He smiled, and his incisors elongated into fangs].
Cara Bristol: HOLY CRAP! Shit! Shit! Shit!
[As this point, dear reader, I couldn’t get to the door fast enough, but once I got there, I was shaking so bad, I couldn’t get it open. Right in front of me, Luc had turned into a frickin’ vampire. A REAL one. I almost wet my pants, and not in a good sexual way. One moment his teeth were perfectly normal incisors, and within three or four seconds he had a set of choppers like, well, a vampire. And his blue eyes? Son of a bitch if they didn’t turn green. Suffice it to say, at this point, I have to recreate the interview from memory, because when I jumped up, I knocked over my tape recorder and broke it.]
Luc Fortier: Ms. Bristol! You’re perfectly safe. Will you sit down please?
Cara Bristol: Stay right where you are. Don’t come any closer or I’ll shoot. [I had pulled a canister from my purse and pointed it at him].
Luc Fortier: Tear gas has no effect on a vampires, and neither will the can of hairspray you’re holding. Really, you’re quite safe with me. [He retracted his fangs].
Cara Bristol: Then why bother to flash your fangs at all?
Luc Fortier: You wouldn’t have believed me otherwise.
Cara Bristol: Maybe I would have. [I picked up my shattered tape recorder, scooted my chair back and sat down]. Uh, so long how long have you been a vampire?
Luc Fortier: For as long as I’ve been alive – 376 years.
Cara Bristol: You don’t look a day over 35.
Luc Fortier: Thank you.
Cara Bristol: Who turned you?
Luc Fortier: I wasn’t turned. I was born. I’m the offspring of a vampire mother and a human father.
Cara Bristol: You look like you’ve swallowed something bitter.
Luc Fortier: I’m a Half Breed.
Cara Bristol: So?
Luc Fortier: Half Breeds are not accepted by vampire society.
Cara Bristol. Ah. So that’s why you came to 1Night Stand.
Luc Fortier [nodding]: I’d hoped to meet my mate. But it’s obviously not going to happen. After this evening’s date, I will cancel my membership and have Madame Eve erase my name from her database. I’ve resigned myself to being alone for eternity.
A Scent of Longing Blurb
Lily Dansen refuses to date vampires. The last time she trusted a one, he turned her. She agrees to a date arranged by 1 NightStand, believing that a quick tryst is all that’s left for her.
A 376-year-old half-vampire, half human Luc Fortier can’t continue to satisfy the vampire fantasies of young ladies while his dreams go unfulfilled. He vows to bedazzle one last date before he calls it quits.
Neither Luc nor Lily expect more than an evening of passion, but they haven’t counted on Madame Eve’s superior matchmaking skills.
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Current Events, Popular TV Shows And Popular Movies – Do They Impact What You Want To Read?
We’ve been watching Game of Thrones recently. It’s not the type of television series that either my husband or I would usually watch. We are much more likely to watch cop shows like Law & Order Special Victims, Criminal Minds, and The Killing than something like Game of Thrones which defies genre labeling. Yet, we are hooked…by the characters…by the unraveling of the story…by the knowledge that no character is really safe from death or mayhem on Game of Thrones.
While I’ve been enjoying Game of Thrones on TV, I’ve been wondering if I would enjoy books written in a similar vein, and I’ve been wondering how long it will be before the popularity of the TV show started spilling over into the manuscripts I receive.
There definitely is a correlation between popular movies, popular TV, current events, and the manuscripts I receive. The first few years after September 11th I received lots of manuscripts with characters involved in foiling terrorist plots, mostly terrorist plots on American soil. After the popularity of Brokeback Mountain I received more manuscripts for male/male romance.
It’s clear that writers are inspired by current events, popular TV shows, and popular movies. But I wonder, do current events, popular television shows and popular movies impact what you want to read? If you like a particular movie do you look for books that explore the same or a similar theme? Does watching the popular series Grimm make you want to read more stories that take some aspect of that series and run with it? Does watching a documentary about prohibition make you more or less interested in books set in that time period?
How do current events, TV shows, and movies impact your reading choices?
I Need A Hero – Romantic Thriller Book Giveaway May 8 & 9
I NEED A HERO
By J.D. Faver
Hi Laurie! Thanks so much for inviting me to blog today.
You’re very welcome J.D. It’s my pleasure to have you back on the blog today… I’m always intrigued by conversations about heroes as it tends to be the hero that leads me to purchase the books I purchase…so I’m delighted you’re talking about heroes. It’s also great that you’ve got BAD MEDICINE free in Kindle format for the next couple of days. That will give everyone a chance to check it out. Hear that everyone…go check out BAD MEDICINE!
I wanted to talk about heroes. We love ‘em…We read about ‘em…Dream about ‘em…Gotta have ‘em. But what makes a memorable hero?
I tend to shy away from the too perfect hero. Having at least one flaw makes a hero more human and endearing.
I’m showcasing my romantic thriller, BAD MEDICINE (It’s a free download on Amazon today and tomorrow)
http://www.amazon.com/Bad-Medicine-Romantic-Thriller-ebook/dp/B007H5IUQ2/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpt_3
BAD MEDICINE is the first in a series set on the lower Texas Gulf coast. Although this is a romantic thriller, it’s also a steamy romance with strong characters who love as hard as they fight to survive. The characters introduced in this first novel will play recurring roles as the series evolves. The second novel, BAD KARMA, will be released in May and the third, BAD VIBES, in June.
The hero, Sheriff Rafael Solis is a great example of a slightly flawed hero. He has lots of heroic characteristics and he’s a babe and a half…but he has lost the heroine, Chloe Palmer once and he’s not taking a chance on losing her again. He has long been aware of the fact that the local drug lord has been obsessed with her since they were all in grade school. While battling this foe, he’s more than a little frustrated when Chloe attracts another admirer in the person of Zach Bailey, a Marine Biologist. Rafael is confident that Chloe returns his love, but he doesn’t trust his fellow man as far as he can throw him…Well, not even that far.
Here’s an excerpt, where he lets Chloe know how he feels.
~*~
Rafael walked with his arm around Chloe. He couldn’t contain his smile. He wore it proudly, as the man who had just driven her to new heights of pleasure, delaying her usual demands for immediate gratification. Rafael was a man who knew how to take his time.
They left her mother’s truck at the Bait Camp since that was where he would return her after their meal. He drove her up coast a few miles to a dirt road leading back to the Intracoastal Canal. The restaurant was a local treasure, accessible from both land and water.
They parked among a dozen vehicles, but as they trod the length of the wooden walkway, he counted as many boats tied up along the pier.
Although a few patrons sat at the bar or chose to dine inside behind a wall of glass, Rafael and Chloe preferred to sit outside on the broad wooden patio and watch the sun set on the water.
He ordered fresh oysters on the half shell and boiled shrimp with Pinot Grigio to start. He turned his head at Chloe’s soft laugh.
“More appetizers?” She still had that fresh laid look, a little flushed, but relaxed and smiling.
“Nothing could be as good as the first.” He reached his hand across to her and, when she placed her palm on it, he raised her fingers to his lips. She stretched her arm to stroke his cheek, stubbly with his rough beard. “Sorry I didn’t shave for you.”
“Sorry I didn’t bathe for you.”
“I like you dirty,” he said.
“I like you rough.”
He pressed her hand to his cheek. “Have you given any thought to our wedding? It’s not too early to start planning.”
“I don’t want a big wedding.” She drew her hand back. “I’m afraid your mother will ruin it.”
“Baby, I wouldn’t let that happen.”
She closed her eyes and shook her head. “How could we have known your mother would go to such lengths to keep us apart in the past? I don’t want to worry about it. Can’t we just have a simple little wedding?”
Rafael’s lips compressed into a thin line. He drew a breath and let it out all in a whoosh. “You’re right. We’ll have a small wedding. I’ll be the only Solis within miles.”
Chloe folded her arms across her chest and stared at the ground. “That doesn’t sound right either.
He raised her chin and leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on her lips. “It’s supposed to be our day. I won’t let anyone get in the way of our happiness.”
Chloe shook her head as her eyes filled with tears. “It’s our prom all over again. One of us has to give up everything no matter which way it goes.”
The waiter set a tray of oysters between them. Chloe reached for a package of saltines and ripped open the plastic. She lifted her fork and carefully selected the smallest oyster, setting it atop a cracker. She splashed a tiny dot of hot sauce over it and opened her mouth. Her white, even teeth bit into the plump mussel, making Rafael recall those same teeth grazing his shoulder earlier.
“What are you smiling at?”
“Just watching you eat. It’s a sensual experience. If you never turned me on before, watching you take bites of food would make me want to rip off your clothes.”
“Men are so strange.” She popped the rest of the oyster topped cracker into her mouth and washed it down with a sip of wine. “We women do not understand how your little minds work.”
“Just figure that I’m always thinking about making love to you.” He picked up an oyster shell and slid the contents into his mouth.
“Always?”
He swallowed and then nodded. “Every second of the day and night. When I’m asleep, I’m dreaming about it.”
“You are an animal,” she whispered.
“Nah, just a guy. We all think the same way, which is why I know what Zach Bailey is thinking.”
Chloe set her wine glass down. “Aha! I wondered when the topic of conversation would get around to Zach.”
“Now’s as good a time as any. He likes you, Chloe, and I don’t mean as a friend. Trust me when I say, he’s got that look that I’ve grown to recognize and dread. It means another guy is going to make a run at my girl, and I’m going to stop him. Dead in his tracks. You better tell him, baby, or I will.”
~*~
Don’t forget to download BAD MEDICINE May 8th or 9th on Amazon. If you don’t have an e-reading device, just download the free Kindle for PC. http://www.amazon.com/Bad-Medicine-Romantic-Thriller-ebook/dp/B007H5IUQ2/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpt_3
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Guest Author Carly Fall Talks About Plotting – Pantsing And The Best Of Both
Today we have guest author Carly Fall visiting with us. She’s started things off by talking about plotting vs. pantsing. Plotting and pantsing are terms authors use to describe whether they plot their stories out in advance using techniques like outlining (plotting) or whether they jump in, and let the story come to life as the characters spring to life in their imaginations (flying by the seat of their pants or pantsing). If you find how authors write their stories interesting you’ll enjoy Carly’s post.
Carly is also giving away some goodies while she’s here visiting us. She will be giving away two eBook copies of The Light Within Me (the first book of this series) at each tour stop; a $15 All Romance eBooks GC for one randomly drawn commenter and $10 Amazon GC for blog host with the most comments (excluding the host’s and the author’s) at the end of her tour. Be sure to leave a comment for your chance to enter.
Plotting vs. Pantsing…Getting the twists, turns and surprises
The never-ending debate of what’s the better method for writing a book wages on: plotter or going by the seat of your pants? And I think the answer to that is different for every author. I say whatever gets the job done is the best way to do it.
I am a plotter – to a certain extent. I do outline the story, but not in full detail. I go over the beginning, the middle and the end. I know the major scenes that will take place. However, I have found that even with an outline, stuff happens.
Most writers will tell you that their characters begin to take on a life of their own once the writing of the story starts. The characters get themselves into predicaments that were never foreseen by the author. The relationships that were originally supposed to work out perfectly sometimes crumble, while other character interactions go much better than expected.
Book one in the Six Savior Series, The Light Within Me, was one of those books where the characters would jump out at me and say, “Hey! Let’s do this instead of the garbage you’ve written!” Hence the twists and turns in the story, and the crazy surprises my Warriors divulge.
Book two, Finding My Faith, doesn’t have the blatant in your face surprises that The Light Within Me holds. It is more of a book about a journey, but with a much stronger paranormal undertone than The Light Within Me. However, book three, which I am currently working on, is turning out to be similar to The Light Within Me with the twists and turns, and of course, surprises.
I like knowing where my story is going, but I also really love the obstacles, roadblocks and detours characters offer me during the writing process.
The Cover Blurb For Finding My Faith
Growing up in a small Northern Arizona town, Faith Cloudfoot’s life was spent playing in the forests surrounding her house under the protective eyes of her father, and learning about the legends of her Native American heritage. Yearning for more out of her life, she moves to Phoenix, Arizona at the age of twenty-three where she is kidnapped and almost killed.
Rayner has a special ability, one that weighs on him like a curse. He can see spirits trapped in between life and their final resting place. Because he can’t do much to help them, he studiously ignores them. He concentrates, instead, on working with his fellow warriors to right the wrongs caused by the evil criminals from his home planet.
When Rayner sees Faith in her spirit form while investigating a lead in Phoenix, his attraction to her is immediate, yet he follows his own personal code and ignores her cry for attention. When he realizes that she may be a stepping stone to getting him home to his own universe, he engages Faith and begins to use her as a means to an end: going home.
As the attraction grows stronger, Rayner finds himself breaking all sorts of self-set rules, as well as the code of ethics set by him and his fellow warriors. When Faith nears death, Rayner realizes that he must do everything in his power to save her, because if he doesn’t, he may just lose himself.
An Excerpt From Finding My Faith
“You’re real.”
It was barely a whisper, but Rayner heard it. His heart beat even faster, and he slowly opened his eyes. Faith was looking at him.
“Yes,” he whispered back.
“Your eyes…” her voice drifted off, and she closed her eyes for a moment as if she were recalling something, then opened them again.
She smiled slightly and reached for his hand. “My wise warrior saved me.”
He took it and held the delicate bones in his big paw. Energy ripped through him as their palms touched. After the initial jolt, he felt a peace overcome every fiber of his being. It slowed his heart and loosened his muscles. The peace that flowed through him was an energy all onto itself.
They stared at each other for a moment, then Faith shut her eyes. Rayner studied her face. In a nutshell, she took his breath away. She was prettier in the flesh than she had been as a ghost. He watched her chest rise and fall with each breath.
“We have to get out of here, Rayner,” Hudson said in a low voice.
Rayner nodded, let go of Faith’s hand and began to stand up.
Faith’s eyes flew open and she tried to sit up, panic raced across her face. “No!” she said, “please don’t leave me!”
Rayner took her hand again and got back down on his knees. “Faith, relax. I’m not going anywhere without you. You’re safe now.”
He met her eyes, and for a long moment he knew she was deciding whether he could be trusted. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze and said, “I promise.”
About Carly Fall And Where To Buy Finding My Faith
I live in Arizona with my incredibly supportive husband, our son and our dog.
I love my family, hiking, writing, our pool, and wine, and depending on the day, not necessarily in that order.
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