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Why did you become a writer? Was it a dream of yours since you were younger or did the desire to write happen later in your life?
I guess I’ve always been a writer. I remember going to my Nan’s house as a young girl and writing long, fantasy style stories that featured horses and a heroine (no hero back then ). If I wasn’t writing, I was scouring the house for a book – preferably something sexy. I don’t think I actually dreamed of becoming a writer until my late teens, when I dared to believe I *could* and it really was my calling.

What do you love about being an author? Is there anything you dislike?
I love creating characters, bringing them to life and making them believable. I love making a story readers can relate to and hopefully not put down! Hmm, there’s really no dislikes, except the usual mother-working-guilt thing that most women suffer from when they have to balance family and work commitments.

How do you balance your personal and writing time?
It can be difficult. I have quite a big, extended family, which includes a two year old and a soon-to-be grandson =)
My writing is mostly done when everyone has gone to bed (Oh, wait, do teenagers sleep! lol) and in the mornings while my little one is eating breakfast and watching cartoons. During the day I’ll write sporadic bits of freehand which I then type up that night.

Do you tend to base your characters on real people or are they totally from your imagination?
Most definitely from my imagination. Creating a character from scratch is half the fun! (and I get bored easily.)

What do you have coming in 2009? Any releases coming up you want to shout out about?
I hope to finish Ice Cold Lover very soon. Fingers crossed it will be released this year. Though it’s not a series as such, it has a heroine who is the daughter of the characters in Stone-Cold Lover. I also have a few other stories in the pipeline =)

If you could meet any mythical being, who would it be and why?
Oh, I’d love to meet Cray, my gargoyle from Stone-Cold Lover – he fascinates me! I’d also love to meet and befriend a dragon, would be very cool to fly through the air on its back!

If we looked on your bookshelves, what would we see? Any favorite authors there?
You’d see lots of paranormal and urban fantasy books: JR Ward, Kelley Armstrong, Keri Arthur, Stephanie Meyer – not to mention my PDF files. I also have quite a stack of Desire, Presents, Sweet and Medical category books: Robyn Grady, Helen Bianchin, Trish Morey, Melissa James, Amy Andrews, Sharon Archer… too many to list!!

We popped in for a spell and opened the fridge, what would we find there?
Oh, damn. It needs a clean, sorry about that! Um, just ran out of bread, so I might need to go to the pantry for those noodles! Lots of mandarins from my daughter’s tree, a few apples that look a bit bruised, lots of salad. Hmm, the usual sauce bottles – barbecue, tomato and sweet chilli. Some meat crammed into the freezer alongside tubs of ice cream.

Are you a realty TV junkie? If so, what are your faves?
I absolutely *love* reality television, and not much else. Give me anything – except Big Brother – and I’ll watch it. My faves: So You Think You Can Dance, Australian Idol, Masterchef, Farmer Wants a Wife, Survivor, The Amazing Race. Of course, I don’t always watch these religiously when they’re on, but I try and keep track =)

Sneak Peek into Stone Cold Lover:

Cray’s large hand snared the crook of Loretta’s elbow before he escorted her toward the balcony’s locked, sliding door. With a faint chink, it yielded to his force and slid open in a whisper of sound.
“I wish for many things,” he growled, guiding her out onto the small platform nestled high atop the eighteen-story apartment block. “But wishes and dreams are wasted on a gargoyle.”
I don’t believe so.
She twisted to face him. Tilting back her head, she watched the intensity on his face as he blocked his human awareness and focused his highly developed, gargoyle senses. His nostrils flared as he scented the air, his large frame taut and still while he took in the sounds of the night.
With eyes that glowed feral and bright as ice chips, he swept the area, double-checking for insomniacs and early risers—for anyone who might potentially witness his change and their unconventional exit.
Apparently satisfied at their privacy, he shrugged off his black, ankle-length coat and draped it over her shoulders. She tugged the folds around her in a gesture of long practice, surreptitiously inhaling his brandy-and-spice scent.
And not for the first time was she aware of just how safe she felt, enfolded in his jacket, cocooned from all that was bad in the world.
Lights dotted the cityscape of Sydney, a faint awareness of dawn in the air when Cray shifted from human into a winged creature of the night and folded her into his arms.
The change was effortless. If Loretta hadn’t known about his ability—his curse—she’d hardly have noticed the slight hunching of his shoulders, or the broadening of his body as bat-like, eight-foot-span wings sprouted from either side of his spine as he gripped her tightly. Only the wrench and give of his clothes, which fell to the floor in tattered wisps, betrayed his true shift of identity.
Shame it was dark, she’d have appreciated the sight of his masculine charms in the flesh. Even etched in stone, she’d not been disappointed.
Unlike the ugly and inanimate carved gargoyles that littered many gardens and lawns, Cray retained much of his human looks.
Oh, she knew he didn’t see anything remotely handsome in his gargoyle form but he was so wrong. From the large and rather fine-boned sweep of his wings, to his more subtle physical modifications, he was fascinating.
The remnants of his shirt and pants fluttered over the balcony and she twined her fingers behind his neck when he climbed the railing and stretched his webbed wings with a barely audible swish.
Her heart thumped, her senses in overdrive as she went giddy with anticipation for the buzz to come.
Cray leapt high. Her belly dropped as adrenaline skyrocketed, the ground a blur of lights beneath them as the winter air whipped her long gold-brown hair into her eyes and bit into her skin.
He wrapped her close to his chest, pressing the coat fully closed to deflect the worst of the cold, and Loretta wondered what it would feel like to have him really care about her.

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