Good Morning, what a way to wake up on a Friday!
Shouldn’t you pick up your copy today, and see what all the fuss is about?
Yo, how are you all on this sunny, chilly, Thursday?
Oh, you’ll learn some new things about me…
You know you want to know all there is to know about me… and wow, that is a lot of ‘knows’ :grins:
For instance, did you know that I have a s… woops. Almost gave it away. Read to find out more.
Let’s start off today’s by giving a big shout out to Lucy Pireel for nominating me as The Next Big Thing and for inviting me to this blog hop. Thank you so much! This is my virgin experience at blog hopping and I am enjoying myself immensely-probably enjoying myself a bit too much, as usual, but that’s okay. It’s very flattering to have one’s work recognized by your peers.
My name is Hunter S. Jones, author of Fables of the Reconstruction, my debut novella. It is an historical fiction concept of zombies based on the Creole and Haitian voodoo stories. It sheds a whole new light on the zombie topic, so I have been told by the aforementioned Ms. Pireel in her fabulous review of Fables of the Reconstruction on Amazon.
Hercules Publishing calls Fables of the Reconstruction “A New Genre” which is the greatest compliment a writer could or would ever wish to receive. The iconic musician, Gerg Anidem, said on his Empower Radio Show endorsed Fables by saying the book is “Erotic. Exotic. Hypnotic!” How cool is that?
Here’s a bit about me. I have always been a writer, mainly covering indie rock bands, fashion and a few historical and artistic features along the way. I do not know why I write, it is just an intrinsic part of my nature. Sharing the sensation and the experiences of my life are rewarding. Incredible imagination – you bet! I currently live in Atlanta, Georgia but my formative years were spent mainly in Nashville, Tennessee. Many things could be revealed about me and my life. However, nothing you will ever learn about me is as interesting as the art form I create. It is wonderful that you want to learn more about my life and my writing. The fact that you are reading this blog promoting me as The Next Big Thing is thrilling.
Now, I want to take this opportunity to introduce some of my favorite authors. You may already know some of them and others may be new to you. Either way, it is definitely worth your time to take a look at their latest work
Steve Christie, author of Good Deed, a great Scottish crime novel. This is Steve’s first novel and you will be impressed by how well it is written.
Laura DeLuca, with whom I share a delicious secret, is your next need-to-know author. We can let you know more about our secret in the next few weeks. She just released a book this week, and it is named Morrigan.
GL Giles, co-author of Unputdownable Tales of Terror.
Author Nicole Hill. Have a look at Legacy Forgotten (The Avalon Legacies)
Fables of the Reconstruction is based on a series of dreams. I wrote this book while I was under an intense amount of physical pain following Achilles tendon surgery. Whether you like the book or not will depend upon your personal taste and I accept that. For me, this little book has given me a creative outlet to place all the pain and fears I experienced during and after surgery. Creative writing kept me from the depression that generally haunts everyone who has to undergo Achilles reattachment. I hope you enjoy reading Fables of the Reconstruction half as much as I enjoyed the experience of creating it.
What genre does your book fall under?
Paranormal, Erotic Fiction. I chose to call it Rock Romance. Maybe you could call it Historical Romance, Alternate History, Dark Fantasy or Horror. You can decide once you read it.
Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?
Pierre von Minzle is definitely Jack White. If Jack isn’t available, then I will consider Johnny Depp. I can imagine Charlize Thereon playing Mary Montague. As for Polly Poppet, I believe Helena Bonham Carter would be fantastic. George Wilson of the Buffalo Bills would be perfect as Jean Paul Rouselle or Waka Flocka could play him, too. They’re both in Atlanta, so maybe I’ll mention it to them. I’ll let you know what they say.
What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?
Fables of the Reconstruction is the story of a Belgian pimp in Victorian London who has a ‘magic’ powder and claims to be undead.
Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?
I currently self-publish.
How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?
The completed first draft of Fables of the Reconstruction took about six weeks. The ideas and the concept presented themselves easily enough however, the historical and supernatural content took substantial research.
What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
I really don’t have an answer to this question.
Who inspired you to write this book?
I had repeating dreams about the main character. I came to realize that his story needed to be told.
What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?
Fables of the Reconstruction is sexy and it has a story – a surprisingly different story. I believe it’s original, imaginative and highly entertaining. Read it and enjoy
Anyway, ugh. I woke up yesterday morning to my older son throwing up. I had a horrible night. There are nights when I can’t fall asleep, and I’ll spend hours tossing and turning, begging my brain to shut off. I started trying to sleep around 10pm and by midnight, I was still awake. I got up and took a sleeping pill.
Hey – don’t judge me.
My younger son still sleeps in our room, though he does have his own bed. My elder son woke me up at just over 1am because his fever had begun and he was hot and cold. He also had foot cramps. Poor thing.
I’d finally, finally – fallen asleep. I changed his clothes, and carried him back to bed, zombie walked down the stairs and crawled back into the warmth of my own. Only to have the youngest hurl himself on top of Jett and I, and wedge himself in between us.
I tried to fall back asleep. I mean, it’s cute to snuggle up to him sometimes. Then he started to head butt me, and kick Jett in the back, and that was it – I scooped him up, stepped over Jett and put him back into his own bed. (All the while trying not to fall over in my sleep deprived, barely awake state) I slid back into bed. I think I glanced at the clock and it was around 3am.
My eldest daughter, Rose, is an early riser, so when I heard her elephant stomps and the TV turn on at 5am, I groaned. Why me! Why do I have the only children on the planet who think O dark thirty is a good fucking time to wake up!
I may have even started to sing, “Goblin King, Goblin King, wherever you may be, Take these children farrrrr away from me!”
But I’m not sure.
So, at 7am I rolled out of bed (literally) and put on my pajama pants, helped prepare the kids bags for school and then yelled at the coffee maker to, “brew faster!” Some days, there just isn’t enough coffee. I walked into Jett’s arms and said, “Do you have any Calgon? I could really use some Calgon. And a hotel room. For three days. Alone.”
He laughed and rubbed my back, kissed me and left for work. I’m not complaining, but it is hard work being a (stay at home) mom. If I want to take a shower – generally there are bodies in there with me, happily playing with my $10 bottle of organic Shampoo. If I need to go the bathroom, they happily kick and pound on the door demanding chocolate milk, “Right this instant!”
And forget about taking them to the store. I have to plan around melt-down times because frankly, they don’t allow you to duct tape kids to the carts. Which I think they should, if they want my money, but whatever.
Motherhood – Not for the faint of heart.
It’s easy to lose yourself in the routine and monotony of taking care of others. I like taking care of others, it gives me pleasure, but at the same time, having a family of six is daunting and there are days I feel trapped in a world of my own creation.
I read because it’s the only place my family can’t follow me.
Anyway – So that was how my day started yesterday, and it never got any better. I ran on fumes, had to cancel appointments, pay bills, clean the house, cook breakfast, lunch and dinner, clean more, and take care of sick children who oddly reminded me of newborns with incessant wailing and glaring at me like it’s all my fault.
Just another day in the life.
You can read more about my life if you pick up a copy of Finding Time. It even has sex in it!
Hurricane Sandy, that wicked witch, is on its way to my house. Okay, not exactly to my house per say, but you know what I mean. She’s tormenting all my friends and neighbors too. We’ve dubbed her the Frankenstorm. I’m in New England, Connecticut to be exact, and we will lose power at some point soon, when the bulk of the storm hits us. I’m no sure how long we will be without power, but I just wanted to forewarn you, if I’m absent - that is why. I’ll check in when I can, y’all be safe.
I have lines from the movie TWISTER running through my head, currently. “You’ve never seen it miss this one, and miss that one, and come after YOU!” Sigh. This same exact time last year (same weekend and everything) we had a freak storm up here in the Northeast. It dropped two feet of snow and ice and we lost power for 8 days. A little odd, don’t you think?
Eating Out, featuring Samantha and Ryan, is free today and tomorrow on Amazon. Now is your chance to read the hot story every one is talking about. Talk about an office fling… They scorch the pages in their erotic lunch story. I’d love if you left a review and rating after you read it! Thank you so much for your support.