Okay, this is weird. On the one hand, we have our familiar MaGM routine. On the other – we’re doing this in the fancy new WordPress digs. Sorry, I’m having a moment of disorientation. Let’s make this place feel a little more like home:
Welcome to another Meet and Greet Monday, where we pull an author or reader of romance out from out of that book they’re buried in, drag them in front of everyone and introduce them! Please wave hello to today’s featured guest, the lovely and talented writer of fantasy, Andrea Cooper!
Hiya, Andrea! Hopefully you’ve read a MaGM post or two, and have some idea of what you’re in for! Anywhoo, I’m going to start you off easy with a couple of random, just-because-I’m nosy questions and we’ll go from there. This will be painless. Probably.
What is your most essential appliance?
Dishwasher. I hate washing dishes by hand. A washer/dryer on the fritz, just means a trip to the Laundromat…but a broken dishwasher means scrubbing by hand.
Oh, come on. Dishwashers are for wussies. I don’t have one, and I just love doing dishes. See how happy I am?
All right, truth: I hate dishes, too, with an all-consuming passion. I once literally threw away an entire set of dishes and bought all new because my kitchen was that far beyond redemption. Hang on to that dishwasher for all you’re worth, sister!
Besides avoiding dishpan hands, do you have any hidden talents?
I love to dance – doesn’t mean I’m good at it. Though, when I used to dance on roller-skates as a kid with a friend of mine, a teenager told me I was a great dancer. Then later, in high school, a football player came over and told me I should try out for the drill team. I never did. Why? Because I was too shy & self-conscious (I didn’t even know anyone was watching me dance in my garage) and I never had dance lessons.
Sounds like that football player may have had a crush on you! And you do know that it’s never too late to go after your dreams, right? Work on that shyness and then combine your rollerskating skills with your dance moves and…
Probably should do a spray tan on your face, first, though.
Sorry. I photoshop stuff sometimes. Did I remember to get you to sign the photoshop waiver? No? Okay, moving on then. What was the last song you danced to (with roller skates or without)?
Just for fun? Or the songs I made up chorography for? LOL – Imagine Dragons / Demons.
I love Imagine Dragons! I’ll bet you could come up with a pretty powerful bit of roller skate choreography for that song. Looked for some on YouTube, out of curiosity, and I can assure you that’s an untapped market right now.
Going off the board and getting a little personal, here: is your belly button an innie or an outie?
An innie. And if I didn’t have one, I’d consider surgery 😉
Did you know that’s an actual thing? Cosmetic belly button surgery?
Umbilicoplasty << Word of the day.
I wonder if there’s such thing as an umbilico-ECTOMY. Like, just get rid of that weird little feature altogether. Oh, look, there must be, because this guy got one done:
What’s your least favorite word?
“Stupid” or “shut up.”
Those were both soapable offenses in my house growing up. I still kind of taste Irish Spring, just thinking about it.
Speaking of growing up, how did your parents pick the name Andrea?
Ironically, they thought I was going to be a boy. So I was nameless for two days. Then my mom picked Andrea after a friend of theirs who was a missionary in Egypt.
Your parents did well. Andrea is a very pretty, non-mockable name.
Now, on to some book stuff.
Pick up the book closest to you. Turn to page 12. What’s the first full sentence on the page?
T.F. Walsh’s Cloaked in Fur: A shudder ran through me and heat crawled through my chest.
I don’t read a ton of paranormal but recently got hooked on a werewolf series, too–Nancy Gideon’s “Masked by” books. I’ll have to check Cloaked in Fur out. Who is your favorite author of all time?
Terry Goodkind. Why? Because he was the first fantasy author I read from beginning to end. My parents never allowed any books/movies/TV shows with ‘magic’ in them. Not even Disney! So even though I had read a few pages of my friend’s The Hobbit in High School, I soon felt too guilty and didn’t read more. However, I craved fantasy and paranormal. When I became an adult and moved out, then I started devouring the forbidden genres.
No surprise, then, that you grew up to write them! My parents let me get away with some things, but I had to be careful what kind of music I let them know I was listening to. They weren’t big on Nineties grunge, and it’s a miracle I didn’t run away after high school and join Pearl Jam.
Are you currently working on anything you can tell us about?
Tons. 🙂 I am working on a YA Fantasy, a contemporary romance, rewriting War of Darkness Book 3 of my Legends of Oblivion series which is a fantasy/ paranormal romance, and thinking up a sequel to Viking Fire, my historical romance. I’ve also written a short story historical romance with a paranormal twist called The Guardian, which will be out in the next month along with short stories by six other writers called Seven Shades of Romance.
Holy cow, you’re prolific. So much on your plate! What book have you released most recently?
Shunned by her own people and weary-hearted from centuries of lost loves, Elvin warrior Mirhana scours the land to silence the undead. Her heart has turned as cold as the sword she wields, until a prince seeks her aid.
Never has Prince Landon met a woman like Mirhana. Both beautiful and deadly, she haunts his dreams. The battle at hand becomes more enchanting than fighting to remain true to his unseen betrothed.
When a traitor emerges, new alliances are tested and the only remaining hope is to follow the prophecy and find the… Son of Dragons.
All right, that’s just mean, teasing us with a blurb that way. And great cover, by the way! Can we read some more?
Clean from the bath, Landon let the air from the open window dry his hair. Dressed only in trousers, he leaned against the windowsill.
He thought he smelled the hint of roses and heat on the breeze. Movement from the street below caught his eye. He leaned out, squinting into the night.
Torches lined the cobbled street corners. A cloaked figure waited. Then the innkeeper rushed outside. His hands flew in gestures as the figure nodded.
Then he pointed to the window where Landon watched. At the same instant, the cloaked figure followed his finger’s path to Landon. Green eyes that seemed to glow met his.
Landon jumped up and cursed when his head hit the bottom of the window. When he looked back, both figures were gone.
Thinking the innkeeper would send guards, he waited with his sword in hand and his stare riveted on the door. No one came. He must be getting paranoid, thinking there was a ghost or enemy around every corner. His eyelids grew heavy as he waited for a fight that failed to materialize. Finally, he rolled his shoulders back to ease out the tension.
Still, he couldn’t stop thinking about those piercing emerald eyes. They’d belonged to a woman; he could tell. There was intelligence andcunning in them. Her stare felt as though she saw through the façade he often wore as prince and to please others, and into hiskajh.
A woman who was not afraid, but used to being feared. It unnerved him, yet excited him. His pulse quickened and his loins tightened at the thought of those eyes filled with passion for him.
Better get some sleep before the night was gone. Tomorrow, he’d tell Gillespie about what he saw. He doubted he could explain those captivating green eyes that continued to haunt him even now.
All right, you’ve got me. Where can I buy it?
Everywhere, or just about. Here are a few links:
Any location information you’d like to share with all the bookstalkers out there?