April has kind of snuck up on me. Spring was a bit behind in my neck of the woods and the cherry blossoms are just starting to bloom, about a month behind their normal schedule. Not to say it was a bad winter. It wasn't. There was only a handful of days with snow, and even the rain held back for the most part. But that chill in the air hung around for longer that we all wanted. More time for book reading perhaps?
Today author M.R. Pilot stops by and we recently had the chance to ask her a few questions. I hope you enjoy the conversation.
Book One
M. R. Pilot
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Today author M.R. Pilot stops by and we recently had the chance to ask her a few questions. I hope you enjoy the conversation.
SC:
Tell me a little bit about your main character of this book.
MRP:
There is a shift in point of view
throughout the book but Cori—the female protagonist—is the focus. She is from
one of the feeder townships in her world, tucked into a forest-shielded corner.
Cori doesn’t know anything about her father except his name, and her mother
didn’t provide much in the way of parenting. In defiance of her mother’s
chaotic tendencies, Cori adopts a soothing nature for herself. She is
well-intentioned and eager for answers, but never more than when her power
first manifests. Her eagerness may lead her to travel with her eyes up—rarely
looking to see if she’s stepped into a trap.
SC:
There are days I wish I had powers, but it's probably a good thing I don't. Do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do
you have an experience you can share?
MRP:
The maternal side of my family is enthralled by all things paranormal.
Meaning…I have a wealth of stories! One of my favorites is the time I went with
my mom, aunt, and grandpa to a cemetery on a full moon. I’m pretty sure we
weren’t allowed to be there—we ducked behind tombstones when cars passed. I
think I was about nine at the time, so my memory of it is slightly fuzzy. But
my aunt said she saw ghosts. Unrelated—she also told me there was a specific
spirit that always sat with her when we went camping. I was half-convinced.
Have you ever heard of a white blot on a film being a ghost? Well, we had lots
of polaroids of our camping trip, and she had several with a white blot next to
her. I was thoroughly creeped out. So…who knows? 😉
SC:
Nice! What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?
MRP:
This book—A Bloodline’s Echo—is the first installment of The Avadi Series. I am
currently working on the second installment. If you read the first one, you’ll
see where the characters are left, and the sequel picks up with no time wasted.
I also have a side project that’s almost fully drafted; the tentative title is
The Curse of Luma. Rather than medium/high fantasy, it’s an urban fantasy with
a sassy main character. I’m super excited about both stories.
SC:
We look forward to learning more about your upcoming titles. Let's take a look
at this new one now.
A Bloodline’s Echo
The Avadi SeriesBook One
M. R. Pilot
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy/Romance
Date of Publication: December 29, 2017
ISBN: 1976766052
ASIN: B078QBPDYJ
Number of pages: 330
Word Count: 98K
Cover Artist: Illustration - JDSarte
Typography - Rebeca
Tagline: A missing father. A handsome stranger. A feud within the Avadi. Cori will find out who she is in this tale of romance and adventure.
Book Description:
Eighteen-year-old Cori has been tucked into a corner of Verbena her entire life. With no memory of a father and an abusive mother, her escape came in the form of living and working in her town’s inn, a place that happens to be owned by her best friend. Cori was all but resigned to the uneventful and dutiful life as a barkeep.
That is, until a hooded stranger showed up—just in time to witness an incident Cori herself cannot believe—and changed everything. Now Cori must leave Sagebrush, the only place she has ever known, setting off to discover love, adventure, heartbreak, and more about herself and the world she lives in than she could have ever imagined.
Excerpt
3:
I repeat the
process again. My mind is still, and this time it’ll stay that way. I direct my
energy until it’s where I want it: pulsating on the outermost portion of my
palms. I sense where my emotions have been placed, set aside during Stillness
of Mind. I realize my mistake was immediately dipping into the emotion at the
forefront of my mind—fear—and its corresponding memories. This time, I choose
to focus on serenity.
The first moon
spent sleeping in the little room of the Oak Hand—the first moon of my life I
felt free, and the first moon in a long while when I slept soundly. I let this
feeling infuse itself, essentially opening the gate holding back channeled
energy. I feel the room become warm, but not uncomfortably hot; it’s
reminiscent of a soft blanket under a chilled sky.
Curious, I dip
into another emotion. I realize that my father is not coming back, and I let
the sorrow of abandonment pour out. Quickly following are innumerable memories
of Faye’s lashing out: striking me whenever the thought occurred, screaming
until I longed to be devoid of hearing, and breaking whatever she thought to be
of value to me.
I let the
feelings of rejection, anger, frustration, and pain fuse together, and I
channel it outwards. I channel it as if I wanted to expel these moments
entirely.
About the Author:
M. R. Pilot is an avid reader, coffee-drinker and animal lover. When she’s not cleaning teeth, she’s partaking in Alaskan hikes, watching anime, relentless page-turning and/or keyboard clicking. She loves to talk about any of those things for an indiscriminate amount of time—feel free to reach out if you do, too.
Janine,
ReplyDeleteSpring blossoms sound like a lovely and welcome sight :) I just wanted to stop by and say thank you so much for your time and for the novel feature today.
All the best,
M. R. Pilot
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