Monday, November 11, 2013

Lingering Echoes by Erica Kiefer: Interview and Excerpt


 


 


Welcome Erica.  It's great to have you visit! When in the day/night do you write? How long per day?

I finished the first draft of Lingering Echoes before I had kids, so that was the easiest time in my life to write—whenever I felt like it! Now with a toddler and baby at home, I squeeze in writing during their afternoon naps for a couple hours and then after they go to bed for another hour or so. It’s tricky because I don’t want to neglect my roles as mother and wife!


Plotter or Pantser? Why?

When I sit to write, I have a general idea of what I’d like to happen. Usually, I am an organized person who loves lists and bullet-points. However, with writing fiction, it seems impossible for me to outline an entire story! As I wrote Lingering Echoes, the relationships and storylines developed almost chapter by chapter, each scene leading into the next depending on where the emotions carried me. So I guess you can call me mostly a PANTSER!


Do you have any suggestions for beginning writers? If so, what are they?

Whenever you find yourself scribbling ideas or scenes on a piece of paper, SAVE THEM! You never know what inspiration will come in the future that will guide those notes into something so much bigger. Lingering Echoes began in its infancy from a descriptive, poetic piece that I started writing during boredom in a college class, and then I found myself continuing to think and write about it on a rugby trip, of all places—all while packed into a 15-passenger van!

Morning Person? Or Night Person? How do you know?

I’ve always thought it sounded more exciting to say I’m a “night person”—but no, if I even attempted to lie about that, my husband would be the first to laugh out loud and roll his eyes. If we’re laying in bed watching a show and it’s past 10 PM, I will always fall asleep, and then wake up pretending to laugh in the right place or seem shocked during an exciting scene. He never buys it. On the other hand, even after a late night or waking multiple times to feed a baby, once I’m out of bed, there’s something about a new day that carries me a long way before exhaustion hits. No doubt about it—I have always been a morning person!


New York or LA? Why?

New York holds a special place in my heart because on my first visit to that incredible city, my husband proposed to me on a carriage ride around central park on New Year’s Eve. LA can’t beat that!

Do you have a favorite quote, quip, or saying? What is it?

“You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation.” ~ Plato

In college I became a Recreation Therapist, so I am inclined to believe that activities and spending time together bond people faster than a formal sit-down conversation. Not that conversation isn’t important because it absolutely is—but when people play together and share in experiences, barriers are broken down and people are more apt to open up.

 

What are your hero and heroine of the story like?

My heroine, Allie, and hero, Damien, are two individuals who share similar pain from their past and who can relate to the emotional burdens that they each carry—both are a bit broken and battling themselves. It is when they come together that they reclaim pieces of their identity that they once had.

 

If you could go back to High School, what would you change about your experience?

I loved my high school experience where I attended an international school in Bangkok, Thailand. As a three-season athlete, the happiest, most confident I felt was playing soccer, touch rugby and sprinting in track with my teammates. However, athletic success aside, I often struggled “off the field” with opening up to people. I had lots of friends, but I hindered my relationships by not being open with them and allowing my relationships to carry to a deeper level. I would love to tell my “high school self” not to be afraid of letting people know that sometimes I struggled with insecurities, and had worries and fears that I needed to share.

 

 

Title: Lingering Echoes
Author:  Erica Kiefer
Published:  November 1st, 2013 by Clean Teen Publishing
Word Count:  86,000
Genre:  NA/YA Contemporary Romance
Recommended Age:  14+

Synopsis:

She's broken with guilt.
He harbors a chilling past.
It's safer if they keep their distance...
But, the echoes that linger connect them.

Returning to Hidden Pines is the last thing Allie Collins wants to do during her final summer before college. For her, the family cabin she spent her youthful summers in, now holds a dark memory that has haunted her every day for the last year.

While struggling to forget her past, Allie runs into Damien, a local rebel with secrets of his own. He's dark, dangerous and he keeps showing up when Allie least expects him to. She has every reason not to trust him. So why does she find herself opening up to him in a way she hasn't been able to with anyone?

As pieces of Damien’s identity emerge, answers to a rumored mystery begin to unfold. By the time Allie unearths the secrets of Damien’s past, she realizes just how intricately they are connected. Now she is caught in a dangerous battle that threatens her life and those she loves.

 




A gunshot echoed through the cabin.
“No!” I screamed. I threw my hands over my mouth, but it was too late. I could hear footsteps hurrying to the stairwell door.
I bolted across the room, stepping inside a small bedroom. Cardboard boxes were scattered throughout the room, disheveled and disorganized.
There was nowhere to go. I tripped my way to the corner of the room, stubbing my toe and ignoring the throbbing pain.
 I could hear the heavy footsteps descending the stairs. Falling against the corner wall, I buried my head behind a large, unopened box. I crouched low, too afraid to even peek around the corner.
A set of footsteps entered the room, pausing by the entryway.
My hand clamped back over my mouth, muffling my breaths and the scream that threatened to escape. I wished I could quiet the pounding in my chest that was sure to give me away.
“We know you’re here. Come on out now, and maybe we won’t kill you.”
I didn’t move an inch, despite the painful cramping in my thighs. I closed my eyes, leaning my sweaty forehead against the cardboard.
A swift click flooded the room with light.
“There you are!”
I tumbled backwards, jumping against the wall as a very large man stalked towards me. At the sight of me, he lowered his gun, smiling in amusement.
“Stay away from me!” I managed to squeeze out from my dry throat. My voice sounded weak and small. I barricaded myself in the corner, my eyes jumping from side to side, searching in vain for an exit.
                There was nowhere to go. (p. 214)
 

 

 

Erica Kiefer was born on Christmas Eve in Southern California to an American father whose ancestors arrived from Europe during colonial times and a Thai mother who moved to the US during high school. Adding to her rich and varied heritage, Erica grew up living abroad in Asia, including Taiwan, Fiji, Thailand and Indonesia. She gained a great respect for the beautiful mosaic of cultures found in various parts of the world. After graduating from International School Bangkok, she attended Brigham Young University in Utah, where she earned a degree in Recreation Therapy. Her career as a Recreation Therapist has allowed her to work with at-risk youth since 2007.

Erica made the best decision of her life by marrying her husband in 2005 and is currently a mother of three, one of whom awaits her in heaven. Erica also loves singing, reading, writing, and satisfying her sweet-tooth with chocolate-chip cookies. Playing collegiate rugby was one of the most memorable experiences of her life, thus far.

Erica's first book, Lingering Echoes, was signed by Clean Teen Publishing and is scheduled to release in early November 2013.


 

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