Blog tour time! I don’t usually do these, but it’s good to do something different every now and again and rebel against my own insufferable habits
First of all, thanks to author Travis Hightower (yes, it is a cool surname) for including me in the tour. You can find his blog at http://hightowerdreamland.blogspot.co.uk/2014/06/blog-tour-sharing-our-writing-process.html. He’s into fantasy, like me, and also has good taste in music – also like me
What are you working on?
My image, confidence, general wealth and good health. I’ve just started up jogging again and – oh, you mean writingwise? Ah, well that would be the third part of Dreamwalkers. I’ve put it off long enough, I’m going to have to decide how it ends – or how I get to the ending I should say. I’ve known the ending since the beginning. Wrote it, in fact. I try to do that: write the final or climactic scene first. Anyway, next question…
How does your work differ from others of its genre?
I’m not sure what genre I am. I would say I write for those aged nine or older (that includes adults). I like fantasy, but I also like to be different and try different styles. Dreamwalkers for example, is a Young Adult story set in modern England but most of the action takes place in a fantasy dream world based on Renaissance Italy. I also like humour, usually in the form of parody (I have two parody books, one of which is Pied & Prodigious – a parody of Pride and Prejudice, if you couldn’t work it out). My writing is for all the family and I’m a member of Clean Indie Reads.
Why do you write what you write?
There’s nothing quite as thrilling – or scary – as inviting someone into a world created by your own imagination. When I read reviews from children and adults who have enjoyed that world it gives me a nice feeling inside. As a reader myself, I know the power and effect of a good story. Movies have nothing on them.
How does your writing process work?
Very badly. I’m easily distracted, find it hard to write when it’s too warm (above say 20 degrees), and find it hard to concentrate unless I have a large block of time to write at my disposal. Even if I’m going out in the evening I can find it hard to write during the day because I’m thinking about the evening! Generally, I work best when I focus all my attention on something in large bursts. It’s not very healthy or very balanced, I’m sure. I like to listen to music to get me in the mood sometimes. Usually it’s movie or videogame soundtracks, though sometimes I might listen to artists such as Lindsey Stirling and others who have a strong melody/emotion to their music.
Can you share an example of your work?
Cal poked his head around the sandstone pillar and let out a silent breath of relief. The girl hadn’t seen him. She was still looking around the chamber in wide-eyed wonder, lost in the beauty of the marble floor and the domed ceiling decorated with peacocks. The girl’s dress, like her hair, flowed long, and both were of the deepest black. A shard of midnight in a sunlit hall of gold and white. The stark contrast unsettled Cal, as did the fact that he’d already encountered her three times this week, and yet never once had he sought her out. Coincidence, Cal thought.
He pushed away from the pillar and made his way silently back to the arched window through which he’d just come. Climbing out onto the ledge, he eyed the paved ground thirty feet below. After balling his hands three times to psych himself up, he dropped to the street and landed on his feet, a hand thrusting out at the last moment to keep his balance.
He stood and straightened the denim jacket his mum had given him for his fifteenth birthday. It was too small for him by now, two years later, but here in the city it fitted perfectly. Everything here was perfect.
He surveyed the city’s edge and saw no one. As he had done a dozen times before, he sprinted toward the city wall. A flight of stone steps stood between him and the walkway high above, but he leapt up them, taking eight steps in his first bound. A few seconds later, he reached the walkway.
Cal looked down and smiled. Eight. His best yet. Moving toward the wall, he gazed out over the verdant landscape below. Serried vineyards and pink-blossomed orchards punctuated the green hills and lowland forest, but in the distance it all blurred and, a little farther out, faded into nothingness.
- from Dreamwatchers, Part One, by D.M. Andrews
And who will be continuing this blog tour?
I’ve invited Andrea Pearson, an author of fun, exciting, and clean adventures for adults and young readers alike, of www.andreapearsonbooks.blogspot.co.uk and Jennifer Lynn Alvarez, who writes middle grade fiction focused around animals (and who has recently picked up a publishing deal!), of www.jenniferlynnalvarez.com/ to carry on the tour…