First of all, I've never been to Maine. It's one of
the states I want to camp in. I've read about the Acadia National Park, because
I gave my husband a book that has pictures and information about all of the
National Parks. Someday we may be able to retire, and I want us to visit
as many of them as we can. The pictures of Acadia are stunning.
Northern forests are my jam, as my kids say, even
though I was born, raised, and live in the Midwest. My husband likes to
head out west, to where it's hot and dry. He likes deserts and dry
heat--says it makes his bones feel good. Not me. I want pine
forests, along with deciduous trees of all kinds. That's why looking at
the pictures of Acadia made me research more about Maine. And while I was
doing that, the idea for a book featuring werewolves kept creeping into my
mind.
I just read an article in The Guardian, about how so
many of us authors say that we hear voices in our minds, when we're
writing. Yup, that's me. I get the germ of an idea, and the next
thing I know, I'm listening to the characters tell me their stories, and
I'm watching scenes from their lives play out, like on a screen,
So when the characters in my newest book started talking
to me about their lives and loves, I wanted to know where they live.
Maine, I was told. So I kept researching areas in Maine. I used the
names of real places, but imagined that a compound was built many years ago, by
someone who inherited a mansion, and expanded it. It's a couple of hours
away from any town. Its remoteness contributes to its beauty. The
mansion's now an academy for teenagers whose parents want them in a controlled
environment. If a wolf begins to talk in their minds during adolescence,
then forces a change on them, they will have to learn quickly how to co-exist
with their animal twin. In this academy, many of the teachers are
weres also. And there is a whole community of support staff who also live
in the compound, along small streets with houses for all of them. Many
adults are werewolves, but some are not--they're married to a shifter.
And they have children together. But there's no way to tell which ones will
become shifters, and which will not.
Obviously, they don't often invite strangers to live in
their compound. There's too much at stake, when werewolves aren't even
supposed to exist. But when their old biology teacher leaves to travel
the world, they need to find a replacement during the summer, before the school
year starts. The principal is Diego, a shifter who is so trusted by the
pack leader, that the rumor is when the old one dies, which is imminent, he
might name Diego as his successor. And this starts my story.
When a Wolf Howls,
by Fiona McGier
Blurb: She's an unemployed scientist, applying to
be a teacher at a small, private Academy in rural Maine. He's the
principal...and a werewolf. Students are sent here so if a wolf is living
inside of them, it will present itself in a safe environment. It doesn't take
long for her to realize something's different about the sexy boss she's trying
to keep her hands off of; but his wolf has decided she's their mate. Now
what?
Please note that though the cover looks like a sweet
romance, this is a very steamy paranormal romance. I don't write
closed door romantic encounters. You're in everyone's head, experiencing
what they do. My books are for adult readers only.
Find out more about me and my books at: http://www.fionamcgier.com
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$3.49.
Question for readers--Is there any place that you really
want to travel to? Where is it, and why do you want to go there?
Alternate question for other authors--Do you hear voices
when you write?
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Interesting backstory, Fiona! Actually, I've been to Maine, spent Thanksgiving there once. The rocky coast is very different than what I'm used to in California.
ReplyDeleteI just think it looks so inviting. The forests are what I'm attracted to. And the wildness of the area. Makes me itch to hitch our camper to my truck and head out. We're still hoping to do some camping this year. We had planned a Father's Day thing in the state 2 of our kids live in, but we're not sure if the state parks will be open by then. Keeping fingers crossed. We haven't had a year of NO CAMPING in over 38 years! We even took newborns camping.
DeleteI travelled to Maine many years ago when I lived in Montreal. We drove there to go on vacation which would be my very first ocean experience ever and stayed at Old Orchard Beach. The summer was beautiful, hot and perfect. Memorable and unforgettable. elliotbencan(at)hotmail(dot)com
ReplyDeleteI'll have to look on the map for where that is. Living in the Midwest, we keep getting teased by the weather--it gets nice for a couple of days, then rains, then snows, and we're back in the 40's again. Nicer weather would be a godsend, what with cabin fever at a "fever-pitch" right now, in week 9 of quarantine.
DeleteWell, Maine's definitely on my list of places to visit!
ReplyDeleteAs for hearing voices as I write ... doesn't everyone? :-)
For sure! I used to think that everyone walked around with characters telling them stories in their heads, complete with scenery notes and conversations. I've since talked to readers who told me that's not the case for them. That must be why my characters want to live in their heads also, not just in mine.
DeleteActually, I read a psychology book years ago that talked about how early mankind was confused by their own "bi-cameral mind", which often seemed to include a voice "talking" in their heads to them. They used to attribute it to gods or demons. But in reality, it was just the "inner conversation" we all maintain when we're conscious, as we judge ourselves, plan our next actions, etc.
But what we authors experience is definitely different, going beyond bi-cameral. Sometimes the "noise" in my head, of characters demanding that it's their turn for a book, gets very loud. Luckily, I like noise.
Boy, I would have been full of demons back then!
DeleteHey Mark, I checked out your author page. Coming Attractions looks like a fun read. And very topical also, since there's been a real interest in drive-ins again, what with social-distancing being so much in the news. I'd be happy to do a review for you, if you're willing to review one of my books. fiona.mcgier@gmail.com
DeleteHappy to! But I have to admit, I'm not sure of the correct process for exchanging reviews. Do we e-mail each other PDF copies, or do you have some other preference? Usually when I guess at these things, I'm wrong.
DeleteYeah, PDFs are good. I suggest you email me privately, and tell me what kind of heat level you're comfortable with. Some of my books are hotter than others. And if the big A won't let us post the reviews because--whatever reason they're using today--then at least we can each keep them, to use as cover-copy for our next books.
DeleteSent! Hopefully to the right e-mail address.
DeleteThanks for the kind words about my pies page, Annette. When I married into husband's family, everyone had a specialty. I didn't cook or bake much. But his mom started to have arthritis in her hands when I was home with my babies. So I taught myself to be the pie specialist. My kiddies always preferred my muffins and cookies, but as adults, they all ask me for pies now. I've taught kids as young as 8 to make my pie crust--that's why I call it my "never-fail" pie crust.
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