Friday, January 15, 2016

Celia J. Anderson ~ an interview and her novel ~ Moondancing

Celia J Anderson

Author Bio:
Celia J Anderson teaches English in a small South Derbyshire town and dreams of living by the sea. Having her previous books published (Sweet Proposal, with Piatkus Entice and Little Boxes and Living the Dream with Tirgearr) has whetted her appetite for the author’s life, but at the moment she is juggling her love of junior drama and writing classes, reading thrillers and drinking too much wine/eating too much cake while she keeps on top of the marking pile. One day…


Q: Did you like school when you were a child?
A: Not much. I missed the very first term because I had a raging case of chicken pox and I didn’t really start to properly enjoy it until 6th form, although English and Art lessons were always worth turning up for. Oh, and cookery.

Q: How do you feel about exercise?
A: Walking is the only exercise I can honestly say I enjoy, although if a lottery win came up I’m sure I could get to like swimming… Rolling out of bed in the morning and staggering down to your own pool must be a very different matter to getting up, dressed, finding a bag, towel, make up, shampoo, spare knickers etc and driving down the road in the dark, then remembering you left your purse on the table!

Q: Texting, love it or hate it?
A: I absolutely love texting and WhatsApp - I can quite easily create the next War and Peace to send to friends/husband/daughters if I’ve got a spare minute and even when I haven’t, I can’t resist just firing off a few one liners. The ping of a message coming in is music to my ears.


Q: When did you start writing and why?
A: Like many writers, I’ve loved writing since I could hold a pen. My mum encouraged me to write letters and stories when I was very young and both my parents read everything I produced and praised it to the skies, with a dollop of healthy criticism/advice thrown in. They were both avid readers, so we would all settle down with our books as often as possible, and the stories I read in those early years fed the writing habit. 
Q: What do you think is the hardest part of writing a book? 
A: Planning is my worst nightmare. The only book where it’s come easily has been Little Boxes (Moondancing, my current novel, is a prequel to this) because each box had its own story and had to be filled with the appropriate message and clue item. Planning that one was fun - like wrapping surprise presents.

Q: When crafting the story do you go from beginning to end, or do you jump around writing the scenes that are pushing themselves forward in your brain?
A: No, I can’t seem to get the hang of this tactic. I have to go from start to finish and I can only change things around when The End is written. It’s a good way to work if you get stuck, or so I’ve heard - must try it again sometime.

Q: Do you like to read the genre that you write?
A: Rom Coms and their close cousins are lovely to read when you need total escapism but I’ve recently become addicted to the more psycholgical/crime novels of Nicci French, a husband and wife team who write together (although you can’t tell who write which bit - I’ve tried!) They are fascinating. I also particularly love Elizabeth George’s crime stories and Alexander McCall Smith’s Scottish books.


Q: What are you working on now? Would you like to share anything about it?
A: My WIP is a crossover romance/psychological drama, mainly set on a river boat on the Rhone, travelling down through France. It features a heroine who is very screwed up in one way and another, and follows the path of her fight to lead a more ‘normal’ life. It’s in the editing process at the moment and I’m waiting for the half-term holidays to finish that job properly.

Q: Do you have a new book coming out soon? Tell us about it.
A: Moondancing is coming out on January 12th - as mentioned earlier, it’s the prequel to an earlier book, Little Boxes, and takes the reader back to what Molly did first! Little Boxes is my personal favourite - there are some very personal moments in there, hidden amongst the fiction.

Q: How can we find you? Do you have a web page, FaceBook page or any buy links?
A: Yes, I do. Here they are:

Q: Are you currently participating in a blog tour? If you are let’s tell everyone where you’re going to be so they can catch up with you again.

A: I have a blog tour up and running, courtesy of the wonderful Lucy Felthouse (Writer Marketing Services). Here are the dates and venues:
12th January

Together since their teens, Molly and Jake have four children, a house in a sleepy village and jobs that bore them to distraction. Their marriage is an accident waiting to happen. When Nick arrives in Mayfield, young, disturbed and in desperate need of mother-love, Molly doesn’t realise that he will be the catalyst that blows everything apart. Add a headmaster whose wife doesn’t understand him and Molly’s unpredictable, frustrated best friend to the mix, and the blue touch paper has been well and truly lit.

Molly doesn’t realize how lucky she is, thinks Kate. She’s got that great big cosy house and all those kids who really like her and still need her there, even if she moans about them taking her for granted. She lives in the prettiest part of the village – well, come to think of it, Mayfield’s all pretty now the pit’s closed and they’ve landscaped everywhere. She even gets on with her parents and her mother-in-law. And she’s got Jake, too. Just because she’s got curves and a cleavage and that massive tangle of dark curly hair, and she’s so bloody nice, she gets it all. 
Kate knows Jake can be a bit irritating, what with his temper and his leeks and everything, but he’s still pretty damn fanciable with his spiky, unpredictable hair and his long gangling body. He’s not changed much since school really. Last Christmas she’d almost got to kiss him under the mistletoe at the brewery Christmas party – Jake and Steve work in the same section, both foremen, but Steve usually works nights – and Jake was just standing there looking lost. There was a reasonable band playing that night, and they’d just launched into their Elton John medley.
Kate could hear the intro to Sacrifice – she’d always loved the words to that one – and she started to sidle across the room. Jake obviously hadn’t even noticed the mistletoe but Kate could see some of the women from the packing line nudging each other and sniggering. She was just going to slip up behind him, make a big joke of it then grab a quick kiss at the same time, when one of them suddenly shouted, ‘What’s up, boss? Waitin’ for the woman of yer dreams to whisk you off yer feet?’ and pointed to the huge bunch of greenery hanging over his head.
            He’d jumped as if he’d been shot, and blushed like a twelve-year-old when he saw Kate approaching. They had grinned at each other, and all the women whooped with laughter, but then Molly had turned up to see where Jake had got to, and Steve had suddenly appeared to ask his wife to dance. Bloody hell, the first time he’d done that in ten years and it had to be at the wrong moment.
Kate had downed way too much vodka after that and didn’t see Jake again until they met at the door. When no-one was looking, he pulled a tiny bit of mistletoe out of his pocket and slipped it into her hand, closing her fingers round it. The next time she saw him they were back to the usual sniping and teasing, business as usual. She’s still got the mistletoe, though; she keeps it in her bag in the secret side pocket.

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1 comment:

  1. The unexpected twists and funny situations... :)


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