
While I know that the day is almost over, I figured it's never too late to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas (Happy Holidays to those who do not celebrate).
On your website, you proclaim your love of 80s movies. Which movie for that decade was most like your life growing up?
Ack, that’s a great question. I’d say my life was a John Hughes montage; I liked to dress funky and make my own clothes like Andy in Pretty in Pink. (No, I didn’t have a Ducky…I wish!) I played the drums—although not as great as Watts in Some Kind of Wonderful. (I want to take them up again. And I didn’t get the diamond stud earrings.) I could totally relate to the entire cast of the Breakfast Club.
You stated, "Conflict makes good fiction." Do you find internal conflict or external conflict more important when developing characters and plot? Which is easiest to tackle during the writing process?
External conflict is the easiest for most to write, because it’s obvious it’s happening to the characters. I like internal conflict, the angst the characters go through…being torn over some decision they have to make that will change their life path forever. It’s the conflict you can’t see, but it’s the one that has the most punch. Internal conflict keeps you up at night; it eats away at you. Internal conflict is what will either beat you or make you stronger.
What inspires you while writing?
Everything. My characters speak to me. Many times they inspire me. I get to know them and then build the story around their quirks and dreams. Also art, music, nature—I know it’s cliché, but I draw from them all.
Though you write paranormal fiction, are any of the events/characters inspired by personal experiences?
All writers pull from experiences they’ve had, but I don’t base my stories on me or people I know. Certain aspects of characters are me. For example, Kasey’s mom is an interior designer, so was I. And I was a theater minor, so I used some of my knowledge in the story. I do go a little weak in the knees when I hear a British accent, and so does my heroine, Kasey. I moved from California to Pennsylvania and didn’t like the move at first, so I could relate to Kasey in that way, too. Do I see ghosts and werewolves? Well, my lips are sealed.
What has been the most exciting part of the road the publication?
Everything. Signing the contract, editing, working with the illustrator…It’s a roller coaster!
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If I could collaborate with an author (living or deceased), I would love to write with Rachel Caine, Kelley Armstrong, Maria V. Snyder, P.C. Cast, Jane Austen, and John Hughes.
The most rewarding part of writing for a teen audience is they are so passionate about the characters. Everything in teens’ lives become huge when it’s happening to them. They feel things intensely; the world is full of possibilities, and they haven’t been jaded by it yet. They are standing at the edge of their future with so many paths to take—all they have to do is close their eyes take a deep breath and choose. It’s an exciting time.
If I could land a guest spot on any show, I would like to appear on Supernatural as Dean Winchester’s (Jensen Ackles’) love interest. Oh, but I’d have this really cool power to kick demon butt! Duh! I’d wear some really kickin’ boots and have my own muscle car—deep midnight blue, Chevelle SS… The racing stripe is optional. The rumble is not. Grrrr.
My biggest pet peeve is people that lie.
Freaksville is a novel that should be read by those who love paranormal, humor, have a thing for British hotties, like ghost stories, werewolves, fashion and theater, and believe that love is worth the work.
Thank you, Kitty for taking the time to participate! And best wishes with your upcoming release!
And then there's Will. Gorgeous, unattainable Will, whom Kate acts like she can't stand even though she can't stop thinking about him. When Will starts acting interested, Kate hates herself for wanting him when she's sure she's just his latest conquest.
Kate figures that the only way things will ever stop hurting so much is if she keeps to herself and stops caring about anyone or anything. What she doesn't realize is that while life may not always be perfect, good things can happen -- but only if she lets them...
Welcome to the 10th Annual Snow Queen competition!
I can't believe I got roped into this.
Snow Princesses must attend all pageant rehearsals, with appropriate outfits.
Well, no matter what it takes, I'm going to wipe that smirk off Layla Chamberlain's face.
Our rehearsal space can be booked to practice your talent.
Um, does "looking dumb in a dress" count as a talent?
See Grayson Chamberlain, the assistant director, with any questions.
If you insist! First question: How can someone so sweet (and hot!) be a Chamberlain?
Good luck! One of you will soon be our new Snow Queen!
Oh joy.
Unless Grayson comes with the tiara . . .
But when the vice president of the student council discovers her secret, Cass’s whole scheme hangs in the balance. Tim wants her to help him contact his recently deceased mother, and Cass reluctantly agrees.
As Cass becomes increasingly entwined in Tim’s life, she’s surprised to realize he’s not so bad—and he needs help more desperately than anyone else suspects. Maybe it’s time to give the living another chance….
Evie's only lifeline is Sebastian, a rebellious, mocking, dangerously attractive young man she meets by chance. As Evie's feelings for Sebastian grow with each secret meeting, she starts to fear that he is hiding something about his past. And she is haunted by glimpses of a strange, ghostly girl—a girl who is so eerily like Evie, she could be a sister. Evie is slowly drawn into a tangled web of past and present that she cannot control. And as the extraordinary, elemental forces of Wyldcliffe rise up like the mighty sea, Evie is faced with an astounding truth about Sebastian, and her own incredible fate.
I have it in my head that when we're born, God writes things down on our hearts. See, on some people's hearts he writes Happy and on some people's hearts he writes Sad and on some people's hearts he writes Crazy on some people's hearts he writes Genius and on some people's hearts he writes Angry and on some people's hearts he writes Winner and on some people's hearts he writes Loser.
It's all like a game to him. Him. God. And it's all pretty much random. He takes out his pen and starts writing on our blank hearts. When it came to my turn, he wrote. I don't like God very much. Apparently he doesn't like me very much either. Sad.
Livia has lost the weight and gained the attitude in the Hollywood party scene. Her dad's an Oscar-winning producer, and with a hot Beverly Hills boyfriend on her arm as well as her photos all over the pages of Gosizzle.com, Livia looks like she has a perfect life. But looks can be perfectly deceiving....
And there's fresh-faced Casey, who left a job bagging groceries at the Piggly Wiggly to play personal assistant to her best friend...and Devon's rival. She's got the biggest crush on the biggest star of the film -- a hot Brit known for loving and leaving. Will Casey stay true to herself while trying to find a place in his universe?
Stars. They're just like us. But what does that mean for the rest of us? Stay tuned, people.
When Holly loses her virginity to Paul, a guy she barely knows, she assumes their encounter is a one-night stand. After all, Paul is too popular to even be speaking to Holly, and he happens to have a long-term girlfriend, Saskia. But ever since Holly’s mom died six months ago, Holly has been numb to the world, and she’s getting desperate to feel something, anything—so when Paul keeps pursuing her, Holly relents. Paul’s kisses are a welcome diversion, and it’s nice to feel like the kind of girl that a guy like Paul would choose.
But things aren’t so simple with Saskia around. Paul’s real girlfriend is willowy and perfect… and nothing like Holly. To make matters worse, she and Holly are becoming friends. Suddenly the consequences of Holly’s choices are all too real, and Holly stands to lose more than she ever realized she had.
*Another* Another Faust Contest
Hi everyone. Dina and I are about to kick off a month-long tour for our book, Another Faust, and we want to do it by announcing a contest! We are looking for the most promising writers out there (that’s YOU). And then we want to showcase their work, so that all of the Internet can bask in their awesome writing might (and, you know, give them prizes).
HERE’S HOW IT GOES.
We want you to write your own short story, re-imagining of the Faustian Bargain. (For inspiration, check out Bedazzled, Simpsons “Tree House of Horrors IV,” and The Little Mermaid). It can be about anything you like (but let’s keep it PG-13, and under 3,000 words), and it’s open to everyone.
All you have to do is send your entry to dviergutz@gmail.com before January 31.
Rules and details can be found here:
http://www.danielanddina.com/site/2009/10/writing-contest-create-another-another-faust/
Make sure to read them so you don’t get DQed!
And the winner gets all kinds of sweetness:
A signed copy of Another Faust
A handwritten deleted scene
A featured article & interview on our site
An author’s galley of the sequel Another Pan
Though we’ll feature the top five on our site for comments, the judging WON’T happen by popular vote (so basically, we don't care which contestant has the most friends). Dina and I will personally read them.
So, spread the word! Tweet, retweet, forward, thread, spread, embed this post.
Good luck!
D&D
dear caitlin, there are so many things that i want so badly to tell you but i just can’t.
Devastating, hopeful, hopeless, playful . . . in words and illustrations, Ingrid left behind a painful farewell in her journal for Caitlin. Now Caitlin is left alone, by loss and by choice, struggling to find renewed hope in the wake of her best friend’s suicide. With the help of family and newfound friends, Caitlin will encounter first love, broaden her horizons, and start to realize that true friendship didn’t die with Ingrid. And the journal which once seemed only to chronicle Ingrid’s descent into depression, becomes the tool by which Caitlin once again reaches out to all those who loved Ingrid—and Caitlin herself.