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Welcome to The Wormhole and my day on the tour.
It is my pleasure to feature Holly Hunt and Blood Moon.
Please welcome Holly Hunt ~she has joined us for an interview.
? How many jobs did you have before you became a writer? I'm still working in the same place as before, but this is my second job. I'm a butcher, and before that, I was the counter girl that served people.
? How long does it take you to write a book? Between a week (on a very good run) and 6 years (and counting). Depends on the book, and the motivation.
? What would you say is your most interesting writing quirk? Every story has a shapeshifter in there somewhere. Cookies for the people who catch them all!
? How do you decide what you want to write about? I sit in front of the computer and wait for some words to come. Sometimes they're great, sometimes they're terrible. Those get deleted at the end of the session.
? What is the first book you remember reading by yourself? The Animorphs series by KA Applegate. I guess that's why shapeshifters are my favorite characters.
? What do you like to do when you are not writing? Play computer and video games, garden and run.
? What is your favorite comfort food? McDonalds ice cream. Mmmm…
? What do you think makes a good story? The ability to make a reader hate a character, but still keep reading. That is the ultimate in good storywriting.
? What book, if any, do you read over and over again? The Ancient Future – Traci Harding. Sabriel – Garth Nix. Tir Alann series – Anne Bishop.
Fun random questions:
- dogs or cats? Dogs!
- Coffee or tea? Depends on the day…
- Dark or milk chocolate? Both!
- Rocks or flowers? Flowers growing on rocks.
- Night or day? Day.
- Favorite color? Orange and black.
- Crayons or markers? Crayons!
- Pens or pencils? Pencils are better to write with.
Upon a dark and blood-filled hour, humanity's doom will rise to power.
Werewolves are real. They haunt the woods of
feeding on the bodies of humans stupid enough to blunder across their paths.
Once rogue and uncoordinated, the rise of their goddess Alsvinth has brought
them all together, with one goal: destroy as much of the species as necessary
to enslave them within meat farms, to feed the werewolf army taking over the
Olivia, a werewolf from western
and her brother Charlie set out to kill the goddess and save humanity. But can
the werewolf and human destroy the goddess’s power, or will she prevail and
turn the planet into a wasteland? Canada
"Enough, Olivia," a familiar voice hissed.
I stopped, shocked and scared to stillness. I started to cry as the goddess stood in the grass, kicking Charlie's body aside and sauntering over to me.
"Thank you, children of the sky," Alsvinth purred, resting a hand on the shoulder of each harpy. They let me go as she touched them. "My, Olivia. How you've grown."
I was still. I couldn't even think.
"Well, not really. You don't age anymore, do you?" She grinned. "Like me, eternally beautiful."
The creature in a woman's skin touched my forehead, and I couldn't even flinch from her cold, dead fingertips.
"No matter. You will become my second-in-charge. You have been so faithful as to convince the rogue to kill himself to strengthen me." She kissed my forehead. "Dear Olivia," she said as the obliviousness of her mind control took me, threw me to the wolves.
"You are mine."