Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Blog Tour: His Cemetery Doll by Brantwijn Serrah @Brantwijn @sparklebooktour #Giveaway








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His Cemetery Doll by Brantwijn Serrah
 
Audience: Adult 18+ - Genre: Paranormal Romance/Suspense - Format: Ebook and Paperback - Publisher: Foreplay and Fangs Supernatural Romance - Cover by: Brantwijn Serrah - Editor: Jayne Wolf - Pages: 194 - ISBN: 9781513050829 - ASIN: B00X6567H6 - Date Published: Re-release date: May 4th, 2015
 

Conall Mackay never put stock in ghost stories. Not even after thirteen years serving as the cemetery keeper in the village of Whitetail Knoll. But things change. Now, his daughter is dreaming of a figure among the tombstones. The grounds are overrun by dark thorns almost faster than Con can clear them. White fog and gray ribbons creep up on him in the night, and a voiceless beauty beckons him from the darkest corners of the graves.
When the world he knows starts to unravel, Conall might finally be forced to believe.
 





He hadn't slept long before he heard sounds from down in the kitchen below.
"Shyla!" he called gruffly. "Weren't you heading into town?"
No answer came from below, but the sounds of pots clanging told him his daughter toyed about down there. Perhaps she'd decided not to leave him after all and taken it into her head to now re-organize the house, since he'd so clearly wanted her to stay out of the cemetery. With a low groan, Conall rolled out of bed and stepped out into the hall.
"Shyla!" he called again, coming to the head of the stairs. If she had stayed home, she could at least do it without making a lot of noise.
"Shyla, I—"
He staggered then, as the hallway dimmed. Afternoon light flickered strangely, lightning cracking a dismal sky outside, and in the space of time afterward everything else darkened. Conall darted a glance around him as the house fell into shadow.
From the top of the stairwell, he saw the first whispering tendrils of white fog.
The heat of adrenaline shot through his limbs. Conall stumbled back into his bedroom, even as the fog pursued. His gaze shot to the window as the last gray light of day faded away and eerie darkness replaced it, like an eclipse sliding over the sun.
More cold mists veiled the glass, dancing and floating. Trembling overtook him as he spun to find another escape.
He froze, finding himself face-to-face with the broken mask of the cemetery doll.
"You—" he gasped. His breath came out white as the fog enveloped them both, leaving a space of mere inches between them, so he could still see her expressionless face. Gray ribbons wound and curled through the air around him.
"Who are you?" he asked.
The doll stared up at him. He sensed her searching, looking into his eyes even though hers remained covered. She held him there with her unseen gaze, until her cool, cold hand came up to touch his bare chest.
Conall let out a low breath. He closed his eyes, and a shudder of strange ease rippled through his body. The cool pads of her fingers ran down his sternum, to his navel. The silky ribbons brushed along his side.
Then he noticed her other hand. She lifted it up, to her own chest, and she held something tightly in her fingers: Shyla's stuffed dog.
"I made that...for my daughter," he whispered. The woman with the broken mask tilted her head down toward the small toy, studying it. For a fraction of a second, her fingers appeared to tighten around it. She returned her gaze to him, then, and the toy fell from her grip into the fog, forgotten.
"Wait—" he said, but she brought her other hand up to his chest to join the first, and he recognized eagerness in the way she pressed her icy skin against his. Her face tilted to him, and then came her lips again, ivory and flawless.
"I—" Conall breathed. "I...don't understand..."
Her fingers slid up, around his neck, but he pulled away.
"No, this...this can't real. I'm asleep. I must be."
Gray ribbons danced, pulling him back to her, and she stroked his face. He sucked in a breath at her touch and found his own hand coming up to brush hers.
"You're so cold," he said. "Like stone...but..."
Her cool touch thrilled him; it made his skin tingle and the heat of his own body sing. Her perfect flesh did, in fact, prove soft under his hands, as if the contact with his worn calluses infused cold ivory with yearning. She caressed his cheek, and Conall leaned into it. Before he could stop himself, he bowed his head to her and kissed her frozen lips.





Shyla Mackay
Lucy Merriam


 Conall Mackay
Joe Manganiello
                                                              
                                                                                                           

Broken Doll
Kristen Bell



Father Frederick
David Thewlis


 

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Author Interview


What inspired you to write His Cemetery Doll? 

There are a lot. The seeds of the plot itself came from an adventure I imagined for a role-playing group of mine. I’m an avid pen-and-paper RPG girl. The idea of the doll came from a haunted maze I went through one Halloween, not really because it was scary so much as the costumes and makeup of the women were so incredibly gorgeous. I wanted an utterly beautiful supernatural creature like that to be the center of my story. 


When or at what age did you know you wanted to be a writer?

I didn’t really “accept” that writing was something I could pursue seriously until I was a senior in high school, but I knew I wanted to be a storyteller ever since I was six. I loved telling stories and I seemed to be able to do it the way my favorite authors did, which is to say, with a “voice”. I didn’t really know what that meant back then, but I guess I’ve always had a feel for how a story speaks. 
What is the earliest age you remember reading your first book? Also age six. And while I’m sure I read other books before this, the first one I remember reading was The Wild Swans, by Hans Christian Andersen. 


What genre of books do you enjoy reading? 

My go-to genre is urban fantasy, but I enjoy a lot of different kinds of books. My favorite series are The Dresden Files and The Hunger Games, but I also love Stephen King books, both horror and non-horror. When it comes to paranormal romance I am loving The Cursed Satyroi series by Rebekah Lewis, The New Camelot series by Torie James, and The Trouble with Elves by Decadent Kane. While I do love a good vampire or werewolf story (mind you, I said good ones), I especially like the books that fit in a familiar genre, but bring in a lesser-seen, more original plot element or character type. 


What is your favorite book? 

At the moment, it’s Affinity by Sarah Waters. Which is sad, because the book hurt me. It hurt me so much I couldn’t even touch another book for about three days. 


You know I think we all have a favorite author. Who is your favorite author and why?


It’s so hard to pin that down, because I love different authors for different reasons. If I absolutely had to choose, though, I’d have to give it to Jim Butcher. It’s not really because of what he writes (though I do love what he writes), but because he encouraged me. I met him at a book signing and admitted how much I admired him, and how his work inspired me. Because it really does. For a long time, if I found myself stuck, I could switch my focus to The Dresden Files for a while, and be refreshed with an eagerness to keep going. I don’t know if Butcher realized how nervous I was to meet him and say so—I literally rehearsed what I had to say in line—but he gave me the most welcoming, encouraging response I’d ever gotten from an author. 


If you could travel back in time here on earth to any place or time. Where would you go and why? 

This is always changing for me. At the moment I’m feeling kind of fascinated early American New Orleans. The era Anne Rice talks about in Interview with a Vampire. I would really like to spend a few sultry days getting to know the city back then. 


When writing a book do you find that writing comes easy for you or is it a difficult task?

A lot of time it’s about 20% smooth sailing and 80% pulling teeth. His Cemetery Doll was different: it ran smooth and sweet the whole way through, and I had it written and edited in about six weeks. It’s probably the most “cooperative” book I’ve ever written. On the other hand, the one I’m working on right now, Enslaved, is probably the least cooperative. If most books are 80% like visiting a really disgruntled dentist, this one is 95%. Only the sex scenes seem to want to cooperate. Which, when writing romance, is probably best…still it would be nice if the rest of the plot would behave. 


Do you have any little fuzzy friends? Like a dog or a cat? 

Or any pets? I have a whole family of furbabies. Our cats are Schala, Pants, Trouble and Mika, and our German Shepherd/Border Collie mix is Ninook. They’re fond of cuddling absolutely as close as physically possible when I’m trying to write, even if it means squeezing themselves into the quarter-inch of space between my arm and the arm of the couch. Schala is my “mews”, and I’ve started using the hashtag #MyCatMyBoss on Twitter, when she’s sitting by watching me write. 


What is your "to die for", favorite food/foods to eat? 

I’m not a cheap date. I like steak and lobster. Actually I’m a real fan of seafood (which is tough sometimes because very few people I know like seafood enough to go to Joe’s Crab Shack or Red Lobster with me). That’s not to say I get to eat this stuff a lot, mind you…it’s special occasions only. But I do love it. 


Do you have any advice for anyone that would like to be an author? 

I’ll pass on the same advice Jim Butcher gave me. Don’t stop. Don’t give up. Keep writing. You’ll get there. If you’re serious, if this is what you want, you’ll get there. A little bit of my own personal advice, though: Do learn more about your craft. Do take classes. Do learn about literary device and technique. Your natural talent will only shine more when you learn about style.




 

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The story of His Cemetery Doll has been waiting to be told since Brantwijn Serrah first began jotting things down in her school notebooks instead of doing her homework. Conall Mackay and his lady ghost have existed for Brantwijn, in some form or another, longer than almost any other characters she's collected. This tale of a haunted graveyard and imprisoned beauty is, in Brantwijn's opinion, a wonderful way to finally bring them to life.
When she isn't visiting the worlds of immortals, demons, dragons and goblins, Brantwijn fills her time with artistic endeavors: sketching, painting, customizing My Little Ponies and sewing plushies for friends. She can't handle coffee unless there's enough cream and sugar to make it a milkshake, but try and sweeten her tea and she will never forgive you. She moonlights as a futon for four lazy cats, loves tabletop role-play games, and can spend hours watching Futurama, Claymore or Buffy the Vampire Slayer while she writes or draws.
In addition to her novels, Brantwijn has had several stories published in anthologies by Breathless Press, including the 2013 Crimson Anthology and 2014 Ravaged Anthology. She's also had a short story published in the Cleiss Press Big Book of Orgasm and the anthology Coming Together Through The Storm. She hopes to have several more tales to tell as time goes on. She has author pages on GoodReads and Amazon, and loves to see reader comments on her work. Her short stories occasionally pop up at Foreplay and Fangs, her blog at http://brantwijn.blogspot.com.
 
 




 

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1 comments:

Brantwijn said...

Thanks for hosting us today! I enjoyed this interview very much!

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