If you could exchange lives with any of your characters for a day which character would you choose and why?
I think it would be Jilsey. Mostly for the sheer knowledge of basically everything that she has. She’s one of my darker characters, which I didn’t except until I started writing her. I think it would be interesting to simply feel the way one would feel after living since the dawn of time. Would I still love as deeply as I do? More so? Would hot bread straight from the oven with butter still taste as delicious as it does now? It would be an interesting adventure to say the least.
Is there a piece of advice that you have received that has really stuck with you? If so, what was it?
Before I published by first book, there was a discussion between a few authors about bad reviews. I said that I was questioning publishing my own book because of how harsh some people can be when it comes to reviews. One of the authors in the discussion told me to publish my book because you can’t let the inevitability of bad reviews (because they will come) scare me away from the opportunity to get good ones. There will always be someone who dislikes my book, that’s ok, you’re allowed to dislike it. But there will be people who love it, and that makes it worth it. It’s been my philosophy from that point on to write for the good ones and not for the bad ones. Take those leaps and let myself fall.
ABOUT THE BOOK
by Courtney Houston
GENRE: Paranormal Romance
When Death called my number, sending one of her Guides to take my soul, she didn't count on one thing. The Guide she sent - He was made for me, and I for him. Pulling me back from the arms of Death, Telor changed my fate - and his. Now we're left with the question of not only how he's still here, but why. Will we get the answers we need? Or will Death find us first? Only time will tell...but ours is quickly running out.
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Telor surveyed my room with a sad resigned smile, stopping to look at my pictures, running his hand over one of the many porcelain dolls on a shelf next to my dresser. I wondered what he was thinking, or if he would tell me the truth if I asked. The urge to comfort him was almost unbearable. Walking quietly over to him, I wrapped my arms around his middle and pulled him to me, resting my head on his back.
“What’s the matter?” I asked.
“Nothing,” he answered, though his voice was far away. He might have heard the question, but he wasn’t listening.
“Liar,” I whispered. “Tell me.”
“Are you and your brother close?” he asked.
“We were. He’s dead,” I answered. I haven’t actually said that out loud for a long time. People were liars—it didn’t get easier. As much as it hurt to talk about Ollie, it hurt to watch Telor yearn for his lost ones more. Ones he never really got to mourn. “He and my dad died in a car accident when I was eight. Oliver was only seventeen; he was nine years older than me.”
“Your mum?” he asked, his voice had gotten thicker. “She’s still around?”
I let out a short bark of humorless laughter. “She’s still alive. But my mother has been gone for a long time. When they died, she drowned her sorrow at the bottom of any bottle she could find. I remind her of the family she lost, so she can barely stand to look at me.”
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Courtney lives in Kentucky with her husband (Mr. Houston), her two boys (Emmett and Ellis), her two cats (Polly and Jed) and her 3 chickens. Legal Assistant by day and writer by night, Courtney enjoys pancakes, coffee, wine and the number 26. She's a Leo, at least that's what the tattoo on her back says.
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