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May 30, 2012
Emerald City by Melody Knight
I'm feeling sad today. Remembering people who passed away. Pop artist Robin Gibb. Sir Edmund Hillary. Writer Melody Knight.
Here's an interview I did with Melody a few years back:
Welcome, Melody Knight. Melody is the author of Emerald City published by Red Rose, her third book with them.
(Click here to buy the book now, without reading anything about it. Come on, be spontaneous!)
Q. What inspired you to write Emerald City, Melody?
A. I've been studying archeology for several years now. My goal is to eventually become a contract archeologist - that is, I'll go to sites and explore the archeological ramifications of construction, and whether building will damage our cultural heritage. As for Emerald City? It combined my love of the paranormal with Egypt, artifacts, and a heated romance. It's difficult to go wrong with those elements!
Q. Is this your first erotic romance? Do you feel the eroticism overshadows the rest of the story?
A. Until two years ago, I'd never written a romance novel. Oh, I'd penned a number of action/SF/fantasy works, but nothing in the romance genre. Last year I attempted my first erotic novella, and quite enjoyed it. Writing erotica makes me feel just a little decadent and unexpected. As for overshadowing the rest of the story? No. I merely heat up the love scenes, making them more explicit. After all, sex is the culmination of a romance. Why shouldn't we write about it?
Q. Tell us a little more about Emerald City. Why that name?
A. Berenike is the Emerald City of the ancients. It was a port and a trading center. At that time, most of the world's emeralds were found within several hundred miles of Berenike, and Cleopatra herself is rumored to have purchased emeralds to give as gifts to foreign dignitaries, often with her face inscribed on the stone surface. The Berenike region is where the story is set, and it's all about Claudia, an archeologist fairly new to dig sites. She has come to Egypt to learn, to be the resident expert on trade networks, and to rid herself of her past life, which includes Nigel. Nigel is her lover, only she has never known him "in the flesh". When she meets CT, another archeologist on the dig, she has to decide between her love for these two men: one living, and the other, dead.
Q. And now, an excerpt from Emerald City...
A. First, Yvonne, I'd just like to thank you for hosting me on your blog!
From Emerald City:
It was midday on the second day when it happened. According to her map, and her sources, there was a small town a mile or so off-road, which the mine workers had once inhabited. No one had done much more than note its existence, and Claudia felt the thrill of discovery. Who knew what a place like that might hold? Other Mons Smaragdus towns had yielded pottery and metals, low grade gemstones, and a variety of other, more homely items. There were sure to be buildings, if the place had been impressive enough to be noted on the map. Gooseflesh danced down her back. The wadi region was laden with small piles of rubble -- the remnants of ancient huts. This township held the promise of oh, so much more.
She readjusted her hat, conscious of her thirst. It seemed she was always conscious of her thirst in this wretched heat! She sucked on her canteen then mustered ahead. No track, so she'd just have to make her way. A couple of times she glanced back at the truck, even climbing one of the little hills to make sure it was still within sight. It was only on the last check that she saw it had disappeared, but that was what she expected. This was hilly country, after all, and the town should be just ahead.
Only, it wasn't, nor could she find the truck. She tried tracing her own footsteps, but this area was rock, rather than sand, and it was no use. Her compass was erratic, due to magnetic deposits, leading her nowhere. Two hours later, dragging her body through the heat, Claudia had to admit it -- I'm lost. Lost in the damned desert. Her water bottle was dry, but she refused to panic. If I don't check in, they'll come looking.
The sun had never been so hot, and Claudia knew she should have been resting midday away instead of hiking. But it was too late -- too late for anything. She rooted around in one of those piles of rocky debris, picking up rocks that burned her hands to pile them into a wall that might offer her partial shade -- if it didn't fall on her head first. She didn't possess the building secrets of the ancient Romans or the Bedouin. And her blistered hands were shaking so badly she didn't know how she'd survive the next few hours.
It was then an icy chill came on her, colder than death.
Nigel!
She didn't speak -- she didn't have to. He was there…for her.
And that link again: http://redrosepublishing.com/bookstore/product_info.php?products_id=243
http://melodyknight.com/
http://www.ndhansen-hill.com/
http://melodyknight.com/
Here's an interview I did with Melody a few years back:
Welcome, Melody Knight. Melody is the author of Emerald City published by Red Rose, her third book with them.
(Click here to buy the book now, without reading anything about it. Come on, be spontaneous!)
Q. What inspired you to write Emerald City, Melody?
A. I've been studying archeology for several years now. My goal is to eventually become a contract archeologist - that is, I'll go to sites and explore the archeological ramifications of construction, and whether building will damage our cultural heritage. As for Emerald City? It combined my love of the paranormal with Egypt, artifacts, and a heated romance. It's difficult to go wrong with those elements!
Q. Is this your first erotic romance? Do you feel the eroticism overshadows the rest of the story?
A. Until two years ago, I'd never written a romance novel. Oh, I'd penned a number of action/SF/fantasy works, but nothing in the romance genre. Last year I attempted my first erotic novella, and quite enjoyed it. Writing erotica makes me feel just a little decadent and unexpected. As for overshadowing the rest of the story? No. I merely heat up the love scenes, making them more explicit. After all, sex is the culmination of a romance. Why shouldn't we write about it?
Q. Tell us a little more about Emerald City. Why that name?
A. Berenike is the Emerald City of the ancients. It was a port and a trading center. At that time, most of the world's emeralds were found within several hundred miles of Berenike, and Cleopatra herself is rumored to have purchased emeralds to give as gifts to foreign dignitaries, often with her face inscribed on the stone surface. The Berenike region is where the story is set, and it's all about Claudia, an archeologist fairly new to dig sites. She has come to Egypt to learn, to be the resident expert on trade networks, and to rid herself of her past life, which includes Nigel. Nigel is her lover, only she has never known him "in the flesh". When she meets CT, another archeologist on the dig, she has to decide between her love for these two men: one living, and the other, dead.
Q. And now, an excerpt from Emerald City...
A. First, Yvonne, I'd just like to thank you for hosting me on your blog!
From Emerald City:
It was midday on the second day when it happened. According to her map, and her sources, there was a small town a mile or so off-road, which the mine workers had once inhabited. No one had done much more than note its existence, and Claudia felt the thrill of discovery. Who knew what a place like that might hold? Other Mons Smaragdus towns had yielded pottery and metals, low grade gemstones, and a variety of other, more homely items. There were sure to be buildings, if the place had been impressive enough to be noted on the map. Gooseflesh danced down her back. The wadi region was laden with small piles of rubble -- the remnants of ancient huts. This township held the promise of oh, so much more.
She readjusted her hat, conscious of her thirst. It seemed she was always conscious of her thirst in this wretched heat! She sucked on her canteen then mustered ahead. No track, so she'd just have to make her way. A couple of times she glanced back at the truck, even climbing one of the little hills to make sure it was still within sight. It was only on the last check that she saw it had disappeared, but that was what she expected. This was hilly country, after all, and the town should be just ahead.
Only, it wasn't, nor could she find the truck. She tried tracing her own footsteps, but this area was rock, rather than sand, and it was no use. Her compass was erratic, due to magnetic deposits, leading her nowhere. Two hours later, dragging her body through the heat, Claudia had to admit it -- I'm lost. Lost in the damned desert. Her water bottle was dry, but she refused to panic. If I don't check in, they'll come looking.
The sun had never been so hot, and Claudia knew she should have been resting midday away instead of hiking. But it was too late -- too late for anything. She rooted around in one of those piles of rocky debris, picking up rocks that burned her hands to pile them into a wall that might offer her partial shade -- if it didn't fall on her head first. She didn't possess the building secrets of the ancient Romans or the Bedouin. And her blistered hands were shaking so badly she didn't know how she'd survive the next few hours.
It was then an icy chill came on her, colder than death.
Nigel!
She didn't speak -- she didn't have to. He was there…for her.
And that link again: http://redrosepublishing.com/bookstore/product_info.php?products_id=243
http://melodyknight.com/
http://www.ndhansen-hill.com/
http://melodyknight.com/
Published on May 30, 2012 18:23
May 23, 2012
Red Rose Publishing Rocks!
Earlier this week, author Eve Summers received a gorgeous 7-inch e-reader (which is also a notebook and an internet browser) from her publisher, Red Rose Publishing. Wendi Felter, you rock!

Published on May 23, 2012 19:46
May 14, 2012
The rise of sexy books
In case you missed the article "The rise of sexy books" featuring an intervie with Eve Summers, here it is.
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Published on May 14, 2012 17:46
May 10, 2012
Eve Summers interviewed by the Dominion Post
An interview with Eve Summers (talking about erotica writing and THE SHADES OF GREY) will appear in this Saturday's Dominion Post (12 May 2012). Buy the paper and turn to p12 of YOUR WEEKEND!
Published on May 10, 2012 04:45
May 2, 2012
A beautiful and clever romance
It'll tug your heart. It'll make you groan and laugh and cry. Read Sophie Kinsella's I'VE GOT YOUR NUMBER and find out who's Mr Right for the woman who's lost her engagement ring.
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Published on May 02, 2012 15:46
April 25, 2012
RWNZ Conference - online registration
You can now register online to attend the annual RWNZ conference in Auckland (August 2012). You can come for the whole three days (Friday to Sunday), or choose one or two days that best suit you. Hey, and if you choose Sunday, you can attend my workshop How To Write Sex....

Published on April 25, 2012 19:46
April 16, 2012
Chocolate and the Titanic
Published on April 16, 2012 17:57
April 12, 2012
Romance a la Jane Porter
For a less steamy, more thinking-girls' type of romance, look no further than Jane Porter's excellent books. Particularly if you're a sucker for a semi-true love story, and like surfer boy hotties, read FLIRTING WITH FORTY.

Published on April 12, 2012 05:04
April 5, 2012
Happy Easter!

Easter special: buy Eve Summers' DANCE LIKE EVERYONE'S WATCHING and let me know. I'll throw in another Eve Summers title of your choice for free.
Published on April 05, 2012 17:30
March 28, 2012
The Journey From The Golden Puma
THE GOLDEN PUMA is a bit of an icon in the world of romance books. Published in the early 1980s, The man is ultra rich and ultra rude, the woman doesn't have a job and spends her time struggling with her healthy sexual urges. She feels so guilty about her sexuality, she secretly welcomes the forceful way in which the hero imposes himself on her. Today, it would be called Date Rape.
I was going to write a post about how far we've come since then, about the intelligent and funny romance books by Jenny Crusie... alas, somebody beat me to it. Their article is brilliant. Read it.
I was going to write a post about how far we've come since then, about the intelligent and funny romance books by Jenny Crusie... alas, somebody beat me to it. Their article is brilliant. Read it.
Published on March 28, 2012 14:16
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