Sunday, December 16, 2012

Be Not Afraid by K.R. Morrison : Interview and Excerpt

 


 
 

Welcome! Thanks for taking this time to answer a few questions.  Where do you dream of traveling to and why?

 

There are a lot places I’d like to go to, but Number One is Scotland.  I was there a few years ago, and loved it.  The wild, desperately beautiful Highlands were the best part of the trip.  The main reason I want to go back, however, is because I missed the chance to go over to the Isle of Lewis, where my dad’s side of the family started (in the 1400s).  It’s a long trip by ferryboat, and there are only two chances in a day to go.  And I got there 20 minutes too late.

 

Tell us about your next release.

 

I actually have two new books ready for editing/critiquing/beta reading/publishing.  They started out as one manuscript, but grew into a 50-chapter monster that needed to be split up.  It works out, because the first new book, “Unholy Trinity” is a prequel to the original book, “Be Not Afraid”, while the other one, “Resurgence: The Rise of Judas” is the sequel to BNA.  I don’t know how I will present these to the public yet—self-published or indie press.  The publisher I went with my first go-round is too expensive for the little return I’ve seen on my investment.

 

“Unholy Trinity” starts in the Book of Genesis, skips to the New Testament (creating and collecting vampires along the way), runs off to the mountains of Transylvania, then centuries later to Scotland.  It then finds itself in 19th-century New Orleans.  “Be Not Afraid” is a result of what happens when a vampire is allowed to escape, and is not for the faint of heart.  “Resurgence” tells the tale of the same protagonists in BNA, and the battles they have to fight to save humanity. 

 

What do your significant other and family think of your writing career?

 

I have a cousin who is just wild about “Be Not Afraid.”  She never misses an opportunity to help sell the book, often putting her copy in with her own merchandise that she has up for sale.  She is drawing the front cover for “Unholy Trinity”.  My daughter drew the cover for the first book, “Be Not Afraid”, and will collaborate with my cousin on her drawing for “Unholy Trinity”.  My daughter has also drawn some ideas for “Resurgence”.  These two are my staunchest supporters.  My husband and son don’t read this genre, but they do support me by leaving me alone so I can write.

 

My dad bought 20 copies of “Be Not Afraid” so he could give them out to his friends.  All in all, I have a lot of great support from family and friends.  (Some of my friends bought the book just to show support—they aren’t about to read it!!)

 

Do you use a pen name? If so, how did you come up with it?

 

My pen name is K.R. Morrison.  I use my maiden name as a tribute to my dad and my Scottish roots.  The “R” is the first initial of my married name.

 

What book are you reading now?

 

I have taken up reading and doing book reviews for other authors, and am currently reading “Judge vs. Nuts” by Una Tiers.  I’m really enjoying it, but what with trying to get a quilt done for my son and getting the rest of my own manuscript typed up, it’s taking me awhile.  When I am done, my review will be on Facebook page, “Kitty Muse Book Reviews” and on my blog, among other places.

 

If you were to write a series of novels, what would it be about?

 

This turned out to be a series, although I didn’t think it would be when I wrote most of the first book.  Just yesterday I wrote the first paragraph for the fourth in the series; working title is “Elijah’s Return”.

 

I have several other ideas swirling around in my mind, but they’ll all have to wait their turn.

 

What are your favorite TV shows?

 

Not surprisingly, any show with supernatural elements to it.  “Ghost Hunters”, “Ghost Adventures”, “Destination Truth”—these lead the list.  I also love “Grimm”, “Warehouse 13”, “Alphas”, and “Merlin”. 

 

Entice us, what future projects are you considering?

 

I have a series I’m playing with entitled “Angel School”.  It’s kind of a Tom-Sawyer-meets-Harry-Potter kind of story.  I don’t know if it will be a series of adventures in one book, or a whole series of books with one great adventure in each one.  I’d like to write fictional biographies of the Apostles and the minor characters of the Bible too.  But that is a lot historical research.  If I’m supposed to do it, it will come.


 
 
 
War is imminent. Evil has overtaken the world, although the world does not know it. God must intervene on the behalf of those who love Him, and a war is brewing that will decide supremacy.

God’s plan unfolds, and His subjects must retain their faith in the midst of every evil the Father of Lies can throw at them. Lydia, because of her strong faith, is particularly seized upon by Vlad, a demonic vampire. He brings her to the brink of despair, unknowingly causing her to cling even harder to her Lord and Savior. When she is miraculously saved, Vlad finds and then harasses her friends and family, unaware of the angels and saints who are on the brink of attack against him and his minions.

The faithful are tested to the ends of their abilities. Will they be able to stand fast against the power of Death, remembering that God is with them? Or will the Father of Lies rise triumphant?



 

It was towards the end of her evening class, and she and her friend Martha were finishing up some paperwork.
Suddenly Martha, whose attention tended to wander if there wasn’t a
conversation going, poked her in the shoulder and giggled.
“Ow! What’s that about?” Trudy rubbed the spot.
“Don’t look now, but I think your fan club is here . . .”
Trudy rolled her eyes. “What are you talking about? Come on, we have
work to do.”
Martha gestured with her head towards the back of the room.
“There’s a guy standing in the back doorway, and he’s been staring at you for like five minutes!”
Trudy turned quickly, and saw . . .
. . . one of the most handsome men she had ever laid eyes on. Curly brown hair, beautiful brown eyes that seemed to stare straight into her soul . . . she couldn’t look away.
It was Martha who startled her out of her trance. She nudged Trudy again, laughing.
“Quit staring! You look like an idiot!”
Trudy turned abruptly, staring straight ahead, a blush creeping over her
face. She turned towards Martha with a giggle of her own.
“Oh, Martha, he’s gorgeous! Oh, is he still there? I can’t look—I’m so
embarrassed!”
Martha sneaked a look behind her.
“Yep, still there. Ya know what, Trudes? I think I’ll go over and introduce myself!”
Trudy gave her a playful punch on the arm. She only half meant it.
“You will not! You already have a boyfriend!”
“Well, to paraphrase a certain sentence, ‘What happens on campus, stays on campus’.”
Martha gave Trudy one of her sly smiles, which was all Trudy needed
to get motivated. She got up and gathered her books while Martha sat and grinned at her.
“Um—I think I’ll go do some research at the library . . .”
Martha snorted. “Uh-huh. Sure. Catch you over there in a few—and I
want a full report!”
Trudy blew a raspberry at her friend and headed toward the back of the
room. She stopped short when she saw that her mysterious admirer had
disappeared.
Once outside, she looked up and down the walkway to see if he was anywhere in sight. In the twilight, she could not see anyone except for a couple of students making their way across the campus.
Her heart sinking, she headed towards her dorm room, deciding that she
would just spend the evening watching TV and eating pretzels. Living the life . . .
As Trudy walked through the lengthening evening shadows, she suddenly felt a presence, as if she was being followed. With no one else around, she knew she was on her own—but she also was confident in her abilities to protect herself. Her experience in martial arts training had given her the means necessary to fend off any attackers.
She turned on her heel to confront the person following her now.
And then just stood there speechless.
It was him—that same handsome man who had been watching her! He
was now about three feet away! Trudy didn’t know what to think—was he stalking her? What were his intentions? She didn’t trust him, and yet . . .
He stepped back, seeing the look on her face and her balled-up fists ready for battle. He smiled at her, and held up his hands in a gesture of surrender.
“Do forgive me, miss. I did not mean to frighten you. I saw you back there in the classroom, and wanted to introduce myself then. But you were so busy with your friend . . .”
Trudy relaxed a hair. His voice was as mesmerizing as his eyes. She detected a slight accent, but couldn’t place it. She kept up her defenses, though, just in case.
He spoke again.
“May I accompany you? I would like to get to know you better, if that isn’t too forward of me.”
Trudy raised an eyebrow. Such quaint manners! Did he talk like this all the time? She found herself being drawn into his charm.
She gave him a small smile.
“Um—sure. I was just heading for—” she almost said “my dorm room”, but caught herself—“the library.”
He looked puzzled, and pointed hesitantly back over his shoulder.
“Isn’t the library back there? I’m new here, so I may be mistaken . . .”
Trudy blushed again. Smooth, girl, she thought to herself. Now he’s going to think you’re a total idiot!
She laughed nervously. “Right—I’m going by way of the wetlands area
behind the bio lab. It’s so beautiful, even at night. I love the sound of the frogs.”
Never mind that it’s the wrong time of the year for them to be out . . .
The young man shrugged. “If that is what you desire.”
He suddenly looked pained. “Oh, my manners!”
Trudy looked startled as he made a small bow.
He said, “My name is Victor. And who might I have the privilege of
addressing?”
Trudy stifled a giggle.
“My name’s Trudy.”
Victor lifted her free hand and, to her wonder, kissed it ever so gently. She felt a slight tingle where his lips met her skin.
“I am very pleased to make your acquaintance. Now, if I you will allow
me . . .”
He took her books and carried them as they walked the path that led
around and back to the library.
Well, at least he can’t try anything without having to drop my books first, Trudy told herself. She refused to let her guard down, however. It was not in her nature to trust anyone outright.
As they passed the marshland, which was very wet due to the recent heavy rains, she felt a sharp prick on the back of her neck.
“Wow!” she exclaimed, swatting at the spot, “Those mosquitoes are early this year!”
She drew her hand back—there was a smear of blood on her fingers.
“Got the sucker! Must’ve been there awhile. Look at how much it got!!”
She stopped and turned around.
Victor had stopped a few paces behind. She looked back at him, curious.
Curiosity turned to alarm—his eyes seemed to glow with a light of their
own! The only light on this part of the path came from the moon, which flitted in and out among the clouds. Trudy blinked—what an imagination!
But still he stood there, unmoving. She was again drawn into his gaze.
He came slowly towards her, his gaze unwavering, mesmerizing. She was riveted to the spot . . .
And the next thing she knew, they were at the library door! She blinked
in surprise.
“I hope to see you again,” Victor was saying. Smiling, he handed her books to her, and, with a bow, turned and walked back down the path.
Trudy felt dazed as she watched him leave. A tap on her shoulder brought her back to herself.
It was Martha. “I’ve been waiting for you for an hour!” she complained.
Trudy could only stare at her friend.
An hour! She’d just left the classroom not fifteen minutes ago! She looked at her watch.
Martha was right! What happened to the time?
Trudy scratched at the back of her neck, and was shocked to find that the skin was broken in several places. Suddenly she felt unaccountably weak; all she wanted to do was go back to her room and go to sleep. 
 
 
 
 

K.R. Morrison is the pen name for Kathy Ree, who has lived in Wilsonville for 22 years.  She came here from California, after the Loma Prieta earthquake caused her to rethink her stance on “never moving again”.  At her first sight of Oregon, she never looked back.
She wrote her first book, “Be Not Afraid”, after a nightmare she experienced would not leave her mind, even when awake.  Before this book, she had not written much of anything, outside of the annual Christmas letter.

A prequel to the first book, “Unholy Trinity”, and a sequel, “Resurgence:  The Rise of Judas”, have just been finished, and hopefully will see publication soon.  “Elijah’s Return”, the fourth book in the series, is just beginning to be written.

When not writing or working, she quilts or works in the garden.

She lives with her husband of 26 years, their son and daughter, and two cats. 


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7 comments:

Goldenmane said...

Great interview! Sounds like an excellent read.

bn100 said...

This sounds intriguing.

Farhana said...

Thanks for the giveaway!

Heather C. (The (Mis)Adventures of a Twenty-Something Year Old Girl) said...

Ohhh, being a fan of horror and being a Christian, this book is perfect for me =D

Anne Consolacion said...

I love horror! :)

Callie Vamp said...

\o/

calgirl said...

Be Not Afraid sounds like a great read.