Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Faye Hall ~ an interview and her novel ~ She's Alot Like You




I AM PLEASED TO WELCOME BACK AUTHOR
Faye Hall


BIO:
Faye Hall's passion driven, mystery filled books are set in small townships of North Queensland, Australia during the late 1800's.

Each of her novels bring something symbolically Australian to her readers, from Aboriginal herbal remedies, to certain gemstones naturally only found in this part of the world.

Each of her books tell of a passionate connection between the hero and heroine, surrounded and threatened by deceit, scandal, theft and sometimes even murder.

These romances swerve from the traditional romances as Faye aims to give her readers so much more intrigue, whilst also revealing the hidden histories of rural townships of North Queensland.

Faye finds her inspiration from the histories of not only the township she grew up in, but the many surrounding it. She also bases most of her characters on people she has met in her life.

Faye was able to live her own passion driven romance, marrying the love of her life after a whirlwind romance in 2013. Together they are raising their 9 children in a remote country town in northern Queensland, Australia.


BANTER – STUFF ABOUT YOU
Q: What is the sexiest thing on a man?
A: His eyes

Q: Tell me one thing that your spouse does that really endears him/her to you. One thing that annoys you. These can be tiny little things, actually the smaller the better.
A: So much about my spouse is endearing.  I’m very lucky for that.  But I guess if I had to pick just one thing it would be the way he runs his fingers along my cheek when he looks into my eyes.

The only thing that annoys me slightly is that he smokes, but it’s more for his health than an actual irritation.

Q: Did you like school when you were a child?
A: Not really

Q: Snack of choice – chips, pretzels, popcorn, or cookies, cake, candy? Or maybe you’re a healthy snacker - fruit, yogurt, nuts, raisins?
A: Love chocolate and Cheese and onion chips
 
BOOKS – ABOUT THE CRAFT
Q: Which of your own releases was your particular favorite?
A: My Gift to You

Q: How do you handle a writer's block?
A: My husband usually gets me talking about whichever story I’m currently writing and he throws some ideas at me until I snap out of it all.

Q: Do you write long hand first, or does it go straight into the computer?
A: Usually I write straight on to the computer.

Q: Are you a sit down and play it by ear kind of writer, or do you need a structured guideline, or maybe a little of both?
A: A little bit of both.  I start off with a few notes about a general plan for the story and a few blocks of dialogue but then the rest is mostly play it by ear, even if that means changing the original story plan.

BOOKS - NOW LETS PROMOTE – STRUT YOUR STUFF
Q: How can we find you? Do you have a web page, FaceBook page or any buy links?
A:  Here they are:
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SYNOPSIS:

Willow Jameson found not only unquenchable passion, but undying love in the arms of Re Morgan.

She thought nothing would ever be able to separate them.

She could not have foreseen the lies and deceitful family betrayal that would inevitably rob her of the man she loved, and forever change her life.

TEN YEARS LATER

Willow needed to find those responsible for making her leave town 10 years ago, and make them pay for robbing her of her life and her lover.

In her search what she found was the hardened man Re Morgan had become…
…a man who’s mere glance reignited a passion she had thought long since forgotten.

Re Morgan had left a horde of jilted lovers in his trail.  When he seen Willow again across the crowded dancehall, he wanted nothing more than to add her to this list. 
Re wanted little more than a short, heated affair.

What he became involved in was far more scandalous than he could have ever imagined.

EXCERPT

Willow stood with her back to Re, never able to see his approach.  She didn’t even see the look of horror on his face...nor did he see the gleam of tears on her cheeks.  All he saw was her being held in Chris’s arms, her body only a breath away from his.  It was a closeness he knew was far from accepted in polite society.

It was a closeness he shared with her...had thought to only share with her.

Looking to his friend, Re silently pleaded with him.  He needed to hear him say it was all just a misunderstanding.  He needed him to put at ease the quickly growing doubt in his heart.

But he didn’t hear any of this.  All he saw was the obvious lust gleaming in the young man’s eyes.

Chris cocked his brow, as if it was obvious their reason for being together.  When Re looked at him, begging to know the truth, Chris’s smile turned into an obvious sneer. 
Slowly, he shrugged his shoulders.

“How could I refuse?” he muttered, his words almost a whisper.

Hearing this short statement through her distress, Willow knew someone had found them.  Raising her tear-covered face from Chris’s shoulder she tried to free herself from his unrelenting grasp.  Realising her struggles were useless, she turned in his arms to see who had approached them.  Only too late did she realise just how suggestive her position would look.

Her eyes’ meeting the hurt and pain in Re’s eyes, Willow knew instantly what he was concluding of what he was seeing.  

“Re,” she whispered, almost desperate.

His dark stare turned hateful.  

“Damn you both to hell!” he spat at them, immediately turning back to make a quick return to the estate house.

“Re,’ she again called after him, struggling against Chris’s tight hold.

When Chris didn’t let her go despite her struggles, she turned slightly and pushed him away with all her might.

“You son of a bitch,’ she spat at him, suddenly realising this man’s intentions.

“I may be, madam,” he replied casually.  “Yet even you can’t deny what you wanted when you lured me out here.”

Her dark eyes narrowed with hate.  

“I hope you rot in hell, you bastard!”

Turning quickly, Willow ran after Re’s retreating figure.  She knew what he must be thinking, but he had to know she played no willing part in it.  He had to know the truth.

“Willow,” Chris called after her, slight anger in his tone.  “Damn it, you know you want this as much as I do.”

But she never turned back to him.  She only kept chasing the retreating figure of the man she loved.

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