Welcome Deborah! I’m so pleased to host you as you tour your new book this week! How did you start your writing career?
I started my writing career officially in 2009 with TBL. Unofficially I announced to my family I was going to be an author when I grew up when I was four. My earliest memory of writing was when I was 12, I stopped writing for almost 15 years before I started with poetry in 2008, novels in 2009.
Tell us about a favorite character from a book.
My favorite characters are Declan and Remmie. Remmie is loosely based on my husband’s personality and there’s just something about him I adore. I love his sense of humor. Declan has more of my husband’s attributes and physical characteristics.
Has someone been instrumental in inspiring you as a writer?
My husband, Niki Perry, Amy Herzog, Katie Thompson, Nina Babon and my fans have been instrumental in my writing. Without these people, I wouldn’t be writing.
Who is your favorite author?
My all-time favorite author is VC Andrews, followed by Nora Roberts.
What does your significant other and family think of your writing career?
My husband, Herb and my family are so supportive of my writing and encourage me all the time. My husband, bless his heart is always there to listen to me rant and offers his help whenever he can to help me through problems or talk out ideas.
Is there a writer you idolize? If so who?
I do not idolize any particular writer. There are so many good ones out there and every writer has a gift and is unique.
What one word best describes you?
Where are your fans most likely to find you hanging out?
Most of the time I can found at home, or bartending. On a Friday night I am a Hong Luck restaurant chilling with my closest friends. In the summer I am at the beach in Seaside Heights, NJ and the Beachcombers bar as often as I can be.
What are 10 weird things about you?
1. I argue with my characters which usually ends up with me having writers block.
2. I am extremely shy and don’t like being the center of attention.
3. I am a freak when it comes to detail.
4. I love a toasted bagel smeared with peanut butter and granulated garlic.
5. I only sleep in 4 hour intervals.
6. I graduated high school 6 months after I turned 17.
7. Sometimes I just like to argue for the sake of arguing though I am usually known as the peacemaker.
8. I have a hard time talking about myself.
9. I can’t wear flip-flops - I hate having something between my toes.
10. I have to have things in order, no matter what it is.
Title: Tangled Blood Lines
Author: Deborah Noel
Published: June 2011
Word Count: 118,000
Genre: Dark Urban Fantasy
Recommended Age: 18+
Synopsis: This is not your sweet sparkling vampire story. Old-school vampires have re-surfaced, responsible for brutal murders and more blood than anyone can cope with. In “Tangled Blood Lines”, Cianna Fitzgerald, a young but “retired” crime scene investigator, finds herself back in a world she walked away from years ago. She grew up in twentieth century Pennsylvania countryside knowing she possesses superhuman powers from her “Irish pixie” bloodlines. She had retired after a particularly tough case where the victim was her husband’s twin brother. After her brief respite from murders and homicides, Cianna witnesses a killing where the murderer is a vampire. Her daughter goes missing soon after the killing. Cianna and the love she ahd once pushed out of her life, her estranged husband Declan, travel halfway around the world to try to save their child. As the mystery unravels, she learns that although she is a half-breed, the other half isn’t ”Irish pixie” as she grew up believing – weaving her into a more tangled history and frightening future than she had bargained for.
About the Author:
Born and raised in North Eastern Pennsylvania, i fell in love with writing at the age of 12. I have written plays, short stories and poetry. Married at sunset on Hawii’s Maui Island. I am still residing in Pennsylvania with my husband Herb and our Jack Russell Terrier, Rocket. While our demolition business slowed down in the year 2009 Herb encouraged me to follow my novel-writing dream and Tangled Blood Lines is the result.
I walked up the steps and into the cramped room. I no sooner had both feet in the door when my bladder let me know it was full, in no uncertain terms. I needed to go – NOW - and I had only been on the scene for three seconds. Figures.
No time, I told myself. There is work to be done.
I wasn’t able to concentrate. I couldn’t wrap my mind around the work to be done. I tried to figure out why. I knew. It was my way of procrastinating.
Back to the job at hand. Focus.
I looked around. It was dark. I could hear the humming of the generator as it powered up the lights. The sight before my eyes was almost indescribable. I took a moment to gather myself. I had to get myself into my character, so to speak.
I pulled out my notebook to keep notes of what I saw. But it was too loud around me. I needed everyone to clear from inside this tiny room. Too much distraction, too many moving things walking around and trying to keep their stomachs where they belonged and not add to the mix of already putrid things on the floor.
“Everyone needs to clear out for a spell. I need to be alone with the scene to process it. Please, give me five.” I yelled out.
There were no arguments. Quicker than the urge to pee had hit me when I arrived, I was alone.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. My nasal passages were swamped with smells of death, rot, mold and a few other things I couldn’t quite identify. I slowly opened my eyes. It was only as the blurry visions came into focus that I was able to see the truly horrible scene.
Blood was everywhere, and I mean everywhere. On the floors, the walls, the chairs, the table, the sink, the stove, the refrigerator and even on the ceiling. There were dead rats, cats, and pieces of animal legs scattered around. There were nooses hanging from the exposed beams and meat hooks as well. Rabbits and squirrels hung from some of them.
“This gives a new meaning to a work-from-home slaughterhouse,” I said to myself.
I pushed the notebook into my kit. There just weren’t any words. I grabbed the camera hanging from my neck and began to focus the lens. I snapped pictures of everything.
In the corner was a small closed door. I made my way to it. With great effort I pulled it open and stepped inside. I wish I hadn’t.
The first thing I noticed was there was much more light in this room than the last. It was so bright, in fact, that it took a few seconds for my eyes to re-focus. When they did, I knew that the extra lighting was for effect.
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- 6 PDF copies of Tangled Blood Lines (INT)
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