Monday, December 3, 2012
The Cliff by Christie A. C. Gucker - Tour & GIVEAWAY
Love and betrayal surrounds the lives of lifelong friends Lanie Rhodes, Grant Bennett, and Dane Voight. Years ago, they made a pact to remain together as friends forever. The boys also made another secret pact that same day—to never vie for Lanie’s love.
Grant and Lanie have secretly been pining for one another since they were children.
Now grown up, they finally admit their feelings for each other and what ensues is a twisted tale of deception as Dane does everything he can to stop them.
The story weaves around this uneven love triangle. What will happen to the pact? Will friendships be destroyed? Will lovers emerge?
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About the Author:
After the death of her father, Christie searched for something to fill her desire to make a mark in this world. Her love of the arts and creativity allowed her to search for a new medium, which she found with a pen instead of a brush. Being an avid reader her whole life, and with her family cheering her on, she decided to take her shot, and began writing.
Fascinated by the supernatural and sharks, Christie studies both avidly. You’ll be sure to find something spooky lurking somewhere in her stories. Her greatest joy is sitting on a beach with her family while surf fishing, flying kites or building sandcastles with her girls.
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1. Describe what it’s like to be an author in three words.
Impulsive. Imaginative. Passionate.
2. What is your favorite genre of literature?
I love paranormal fiction yet I write romance! LOL
3. At what point in your life did you realize you wanted to be a writer?
I never actually did. I just started writing and went with it. I’m kind of like a jack-of-all-trades but master of none! LOL I try everything. This one seems to be working for me. Maybe I found my trade to master.
4. What would you consider to be the best book you have ever read?
Twilight. I know what some people might say but the entire saga had me. I couldn’t put them down, not any of them. They were written like a true storyteller should.
5. What are the most important attributes to remaining sane as a writer?
Getting sleep! LOL I tend to write at night after working all day, and taking care of my family the rest of the time. So I tend to write when everyone else in the house is sleeping. Which leaves me exhausted, and that is no way to write. My emotions tend to show up in my writing so if I’m tired…my POV character is too.
6. Have you ever read or seen yourself as a character in a book or movie?
EVERY SINGLE BOOK I READ I am the main female character! Not so much with movies. I feel like when you know what the person looks like you tend to picture that person. When the Twilight movies came out I was still reading but Bella became Kristen Stewart! LOL But of course I was then her!
7. What do you find to be the biggest challenge when writing?
When my characters take a break from my brain. When they stop I stop. I can’t force the writing.
8. Do you enjoy giving interviews?
Its fun! I feel silly though, like I shouldn’t be the focus of attention!
9. What message do you want readers to take away from The Cliff?
That unconditional love and forgiveness do exist.
10. In the novel your main characters Lanie Rhodes, Grant Bennett & Dane Voight – explain their connections to one another and why you chose them.
Well – they grew up together from birth. Their parents also had grown up together. The three were raised on an isolated cliff together so they have always had a tight bond. Feelings of love, trust or hurt can truly affect people who have such deep ties.
11. What are you working on now, and what are your future writing plans?
I will begin the editing process for my next novel The Purple Heart, which comes out February 22, 2013. I am just finishing up on a short story that will be releasing soon Snapshot to Destiny. Both will release thought Pagan Writers Press. I am currently a new novel called Pacifically You and am working with marine biologist, shark expert and TV host Luke Tipple on this one. I am hoping for an August release once I send it out for submission. Then it’s just keep writing as the stories come to me.
“You go first,” I said.
“All right. I missed you so much these past six months,” he offered.
“I already know that; that doesn’t count.”
“But I don’t think you know the extent or how.”
“Okay . . . how then?”
“I don’t ever want you to be away again.”
“Grant, work will always cause one of us to travel for extended—” and he put a finger over my lips. I suddenly felt the urge to wrap my tongue around it.
“No, Lanie. I don’t ever want you to be away from me; never again. I missed you terribly.”
“Um, terribly?” God I was so lame. I stared into his eyes. The heat between us became intense. It was almost like electricity was crackling between us.
“Lanie, do I have to spell this out for you?”
“Yes, please. Spelling, definition, and then use it in a sentence.”
And then he just kissed me. It was a soft, gentle kiss that sent a shock wave from my lips right to my girliest of girl parts. When he pulled away, not very far away, he just stared into my eyes with something that was not looking at me like a sister. What was he searching for?
“Could you please spell that again?” I murmured. He relaxed and laughed softly and kissed me again, this time allowing his tongue to brush across my bottom lip. I was melting.
It took everything not to pounce on him and do all the naughty things that were suddenly running through my head right there on my porch.
“Use it in a sentence, please.” I whispered with my eyes still closed, my head still tilted.
“Of course.” And he crushed his lips to mine, pulling my body against his. I was lost in him. His tongue began swirling with mine and my head began swirling, too. We remained in this sentence, which was slowly approaching a paragraph. I didn't care, I would have been happy kissing a novella with him.
When our lips finally parted, I wasn't sure what to do next. “Would you like to come in?” I sounded like a complete idiot.
“Lanie, I'm not sure this is right or wrong. I just know it's what I want. But I want to go very slowly. I don't ever want to hurt you or ruin things between us. Maybe not tonight. Promise you understand.”
I raised my right hand and stated, “I promise I understand.”
And then his lips were on mine again. I reached up and curled my fingers into his hair and drank him in. I wanted to pull him inside to see where this would go, but I had promised. So I released him.
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