Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Blog Hop-Interview with Terri Talley Venters

Special Thanks to my awesome publisher, Marci Baun at Wild Child Publishing, who included me on her blog hop last week. You can read her post here:  Marci Baun's blog. You can buy her books here.  Hierglyphs & Last Chance

Next week, these authors will be partcipating in the blog hop:

Chad Mcpherson, Author of Dangerous Waters, coming soon from Freya's Bower.

And my mother, Leslie S. Talley, Author of Make Old Bones, now available from Wild Child Publishing.
Make Old Bones website
Leslie S. Tallyey's blog
Buy Make Old Bones by Leslie S. Talley


1: What is the working title of your book? Carbon Copy

2: Where did the idea come from for the book? For years, people would tell me they knew someone who looked exactly like me. I’d respond, “I must’ve been cloned!” Then ideas for my story poured into my head, and Carbon Copy was born.

3: What genre does your book fall under? Mystery/Romantic Suspense

4: Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition? Julia Stiles or Scarlett Johansson portrays my heroine, Lilly Allen. Matthew McConaughey or Bradley Cooper would play Grier Garrison. Eric Bana (with blue contacts) would play Joe. And Cybill Shepherd would play Lilly’s mother, Charlotte Allen.

5: What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book? What if someone cloned you?

6: Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency? Published by Wild Child Publishing.

7: How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript? Two years to write my first draft and three more years to finish a submission worthy manuscript. But I thought about Carbon Copy for eight years before I started writing.

8: What other books would you compare this story to within your genre? Sue Grafton books.

9: Who or What inspired you to write this book? My mother, Leslie S. Talley, author of Make Old Bones.

10: What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest? A fast-paced page turner. Lilly Allen has brains, beauty, and a trust fund. She's living in New York City and her career as a reporter is taking off. She's hoping the love of her life, Grier, will propose soon. She has it all, or so she thinks.Grier Garrison, Create Life executive, is running the company while his father, Dr. Michael Garrison, is in the ICU awaiting a heart transplant. Grier knows the truth about Create Life and its shady side business. He fears Lilly and her twin brother, Luke, are in danger. While working on two unrelated stories, stolen newborns and cloning, Lilly discovers a shocking connection. Horrific things are happening, but who is behind it all?





Thursday, November 1, 2012



By: Terri Talley Venters

“We’re going to get into so much trouble!” Alice crouched beneath the bunk in Castillo de San Marcos. A.k.a. the fort in St. Augustine, Florida.
“Shhhh! Only if we get caught.” Sam whispered.
Alice grimaced as the stench of the old barracks filled her nostrils. Her stomach turned from the vile odor, and the tour guide’s mention of all the deaths which occurred here over the last four-hundred years.
“How much longer do we have to wait? I can’t believe I let you talk me into this. You’re the worst boyfriend ever.” She fumed.
“It’s dark now and everything should be locked up for the night. I haven’t heard anything for a while,” he said.
“I’m sure the tour guides wanted to leave the second this place closed. They’re probably drinking at Scarlett O’Hara’s which is where we should be right now.” Alice smacked his arm.
“Okay, let’s go explore this place in the dark.” Sam stood and extended his hand to assist her off of the dirt floor.
“Do you really think the fort is haunted?” She clung to him.
“The Ghost Adventurers spent the night here. They heard some stuff and saw some shadows,” he said.
“The tour guide said he’d heard stories about ghost sightings.” She grabbed Sam’s hand and kept close as they walked into the courtyard in the center of the fort. The quarter moon provided little light. The tidal waves of the nearby ocean crashed along Vilano Beach and Porpoise Point at the nearby inlet.
“This is so cool. We have the whole place to ourselves.” Sam turned around and absorbed the view of the old walls forged with coquina, the Spanish word for small shells.
Creek. Groan.
“What was that?” Alice jumped and clutched her chest.
“Are you scared?” Sam looked down at her as she pulled him even closer.
She nodded. “It’s so sad how many people died here. So many were murdered and executed within these walls.”
“And their bodies dumped over the walls into the moat.” Sam added.
A shiver whipped through Alice as she grimaced. “And the Indian Chief Osceola, beheaded. Gross.”
“And the dudes they trapped inside the walls until their bodies rotted. How cool is that?” Sam smiled.
“You’re sick.” Alice smacked him again.
“Do you see that? Something’s up on top of the wall. It looks like neon-green floating globe.” Sam pointed.
“Yes, oh my, God. It’s glowing like phosphorous in the sea. I can’t believe we’re seeing this.” Her hand covered her mouth in shock.
An apparition of Osceola’s head floated along the wall of Castillo de San Marcos.