Katie Hayoz Giveaway and Interview
Paranormal and steampunk romance author Katie Hayoz is here today with a fantastic interview. She is here to discuss her newest release from The Clockwork Siren Series, Submerged. Please help me make her feel welcome.
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Before we get into your book, let us talk about you. Katie grew up in Racine, Wisconsin where she acquired an irreversible nasal twang and an addiction for books with a slightly dark edge. She now lives in Geneva, Switzerland with her husband, two daughters, and two cats. She has been an avid reader of speculative fiction for years. While she has a penchant for the paranormal, she devours a range of books — along with popcorn and black licorice. She consumes all three in large quantities. Luckily, the books don’t stay on her hips.
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- Who is/are your biggest supporter(s)?
**My critiquing group. They are brutally honest about what I write, but that means they push me hard to do my absolute best. They cheer me on and boost me whenever I have doubts. I don’t know what I would do without them. (Don’t ever leave me, ladies!!!!)
- If you weren’t an author what would you be?
**The only other thing I would even want to be is a flamenco dancer. Love. It. OMG, the power and control of those dancers! In my next life I am starting flamenco lessons at age five.
- If you could live in any time period which would you choose and why?
**For all the practical reasons like medicine, travel, communication and especially women’s rights, I’ll stay just where I am, thank you. However, I sure wish we could bring back the female body ideal from the time of the Italian Renaissance!
- How did you choose the genre you write in?
**Almost everything I write has a dark and/or paranormal edge to it. It’s what I like reading so it’s what I write. I shy away from reality…even in real life.
- Do you ever experience writer’s block?
**All the time. I force myself to work through it, because that’s really the only way forward for me. But, holy moly, is it painful.
- Do you work with an outline, or just write?
**I just write. I have tried over and over to work with an outline and can’t. My method is the spew it then chew it method: put it on paper, then chew on the ideas a bit more before rewriting it into something cohesive. Then rewrite. Rewrite. Rewrite.
- How do you decompress after typing The End on a book?
**I feel lost for a good week afterward and can’t write during that time. So that’s when the housework gets done. I figure if I can get two-three books out a year then the apartment gets cleaned at least every four to six months! 😉
Tell me about your book, Submerged.
Give us a 30-word or less tagline:
Monster hunter Melusine Dore’s deepest fear becomes reality when she must slay a beast in the one place she swore she’d never return to: home.
Who is your intended audience and why should they read your book?
I’d recommend the series to anyone who likes a good time and who isn’t afraid of weird. There is a lot of weird in here. The romance is full of innuendo, but pretty clean, so though it is not considered YA it is “teen friendly”. Melusine and Levi hunt monsters, so there is some violence, but it’s not gratuitous. Both Immersed and Submerged are mash-ups of steampunk, fairy tale, romance, history and adventure. I think they are serious romps but still have a bit of depth to them.
How did you come up with the title of your book or series?
The first book, Immersed, was part of a project with the Blazing Indie Collective. We had to write a novella that had a mermaid in it somewhere—hence the title Immersed. (You can find all the mermaid novellas in an anthology here.) Submerged follows on the water theme, but also gets further into the grit of Melusine’s life, where she really does feel submerged. I decided to call the series The Clockwork Siren Series so that the steampunk aspect would be clear from the start?
Tell me about your Hero and Heroine?
Levi Cannon and Melusine Doré are monster hunters who live in a steampunk version of 1850s Chicago. They are opposite in a lot of ways—Levi comes from wealth, Melusine is trying to survive, Levi is in the business for revenge, Melusine is in it to rid the world of evil one creature at a time, Levi is a constant flirt, Melusine does not pretend for anyone. Melusine, however, also has a dark past full of lies and secrets. One very big secret in particular…and, she’ll soon discover, one very big lie.
Who is your favorite character from your book and why?
Melusine. She is kickass. And I don’t just mean in her dealings with monsters. She clears her own path in the wilderness of a male-dominated society, she stands for what she believes in, she isn’t afraid to get dirty and she wears armored corsets. She has her weaknesses—especially when it comes to love—but I like that about her.
Give us an interesting fun fact or a few about your book or series:
I’ll give you at least two. You know that very popular chain of coffee houses with a mermaid on its logo? Well, it’s not a mermaid; it’s a melusine. Melusine comes from medieval myth, and though the story changes a bit for each country, she is usually depicted with two mermaid or serpentine tails. Another cool thing about the series comes from the true history of Chicago. In the 1850’s, Chicago was literally sinking. The city was built on marshland, had no proper drainage and was a cesspool of disease. So the city officials raised the streets up by several feet to put in underground plumbing. Houses followed…though not everyone could afford to raise their home. You can still see “sunken” houses in Chicago today! That’s where Melusine lives and works—with steampunk gadgets and monsters to boot. Submerged starts off in Chicago but then takes us down to Louisiana. The swampy area there is different, but still very vivid. I hope it comes through in the writing.
How can we contact you or find out more about your books?
You can always contact me via email through my blog: http://www.katiehayoz.com
What can we expect from you in the future?
I am working on Surfaced, the third book in the Clockwork Siren Series. It should be out by January at the latest. I may continue with a fourth, but not until I finish another project I’ve started: a YA trilogy called The Mask Between Us.
What can readers who enjoy your book do to help make it successful?
Review it. Tell others. Telling others is a big thing. There are so many books out there that it is easy for one to get lost in the chaos.
Is there anything else you’d like to say?
Thank you for having me on the blog!
And now, before you go, how about a snippet from your book that is meant to intrigue and tantalize us:
From Submerged, Chapter One:
The broadside under the heel of Melusine’s boot taunted, MELUSINE DORE: FRIEND OR FIEND?
Good question, thought Melusine. It was the third headline this week that sought to put Melusine in the same category as the monsters she hunted.
She twisted her foot, the thin paper folding like an accordion and ripping under the pressure. She would worry about the accusations later. Now, she had a job to do.
She descended step by rotting step down a ladder and into a muddy trench. The air was ripe with the odor of insects and stagnant water and sewage. She tugged her chatelaine out from her corset and opened a tiny vial of rosemary oil, dotting a drop of it directly under her nose.
Her boots squelched in the muck, her hands out on either side, scrabbling the walls of the trench. The darkening night made it difficult to see; she scraped against newly laid pipes and tripped over littered debris. A fur-backed troll had taken up residence in the ditches dug for the new pipelines that were intended to clean up Chicago. The creature had been making meals of the workers, leaving nothing but picked-clean bones behind. If the city wanted to move forward on its project to raise itself out of squalor and sewage, the troll had to be taken care of.
An itch at the base of her skull told her she was close. Fingering her chatelaine again, she unhooked a bag of goblin powder from the links. She was at a crossroads of sorts, the trench tunneling both straight ahead and to the right. To the side, almost completely hidden in shadow, was a misshapen figure. Ahead of her was another one; she could just make out the two bulging orbs of its eyes. As it stepped forward, Melusine threw the goblin powder in its face. “Sweet dreams, little troll,” she said.
But instead of dropping into an instant deep sleep, the creature sneezed. Loudly. Once. Then twice. A voice Melusine knew well swore, “Tarnation! Mel, please tell me this isn’t goblin powder!”
Levi Cannon. Now that she was closer, Melusine saw the strange copper and glass contraption Levi wore strapped to his face. Night goggles, his inventor friend Zahn’s latest design. Levi sneezed three more times then took the glasses off. Already, even in the dim light, Melusine could see the pink stain of irritation from the powder blossoming on his face everywhere but where the goggles had been.
“I’m hunting a troll. Of course it’s goblin powder. What are you doing here?”
The sneezing was constant now, and Levi had to speak in gasps. “With the rumors…I just…wanted…to be positive…no one…would…try to hurt…you.” He sneezed an explosion, then yelled, “Behind you!”
But Melusine was ready. The back of her neck had been crawling at the monster’s approach. She yanked her dagger from the sheath on her thigh and whipped around, throwing the blade between the troll’s giant, milky eyes. The beast was pale, its yellow-blue skin wrinkled, translucent and hairless but for the thick rug of brown fur growing over its shoulders and down its back.
The dagger stunned it for a second, but then it let out a gurgled roar and raced for Melusine. She readied the dregs of the goblin powder, was just waiting for the creature to get close enough when clink, clink, clink, pop, pop, pop, she felt the whizz of bullets passing over her shoulder. The monster burst into a mess of fluids, tufts of brown fur covering Melusine like an itchy blanket.
“A crank gun?” she moaned. “You planned on making a mess. Admit it, Mr. Cannon.” She tried wiping the coarse fur off of her arms, but all she managed to do was spread it around.
“Not unless you admit that throwing the goblin powder my direction was not entirely an accident.” Levi was now scratching at his face, the pink blotches growing red. “Ow! Tonight of all nights! You know I have an appointment with a woman on Ashton Avenue to remove the gnome that’s taken up residence in her garden.”
Oh, yes, Melusine remembered the elegant and beautiful sophisticate who’d made the appointment. Who’d insisted that Levi come work alone. Melusine held back a twitch of a smile.
“That’s tonight?” She took her dagger from the troll’s skull and wiped the purple blood off on the leg of her trousers. Holding the blade up in front of her, she inspected its cleanliness, the tip pointed at Levi’s heart. “But what does it matter how you look? Surely, you were not planning on seducing the lady?”
Levi set a gloved finger on top of the blade and lowered it until the point was facing the ground. His eyes stayed trained on her face, the intensity of them tugging at a thread of longing stitched in Melusine’s chest.
“There’s only one woman who interests me,” he said. “I’d kiss her now if I could, but my lips are beginning to blister.”
Melusine’s spirits lifted like an airship at his admission. She shoved the dagger back in its sheath, coughed and avoided Levi’s gaze. “Yes, well,” she said. “The goblin powder’s effects will be gone in an hour or so. Perhaps she’d be willing to oblige then.”
Levi winked, its effect nearly lost under all the swelling. “I shall hold her to it.”
For Immersed: Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Immersed-Falling-Deep-Collection-Novella-ebook/dp/B00ZDVK02O/
For Submerged: Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/Submerged-Clockwork-Siren-Book-2-ebook/dp/B014211M5Y/