A great guy comes to visit this week, a new friend and fellow eXtasy author, Marc Jarrod. He's one of those special breed of men who writes both romance and erotica, so please make him feel welcome.
1.
What influenced you to get published? How long did it take? Can you tell
us the name of your first published work?
I had always been fascinated with time travel and so based my first
book on a time travel story. It is a story about a medical doctor—a surgeon who
is inadvertently transported to the year 1865, right at the tail end of the
Civil War. He comes across a family, which includes a beautiful woman who he
ends up falling in love with. The question is, should he stay there to be with
Amanda Crane and if so, how would that affect his genealogy in the grand scheme
of things. I had submitted the story and got accepted by an epub, but right in
the middle of my story being edited, the epub went out of business. I thought
my writing career was over before it got started. It took about 3 months to
find this publisher. To show how naïve I was in the publishing world, I actually
started looking for literary agents to hawk my book. Finally I found the now
defunct epub. The name of the book is Time Eternal. It is on the back burner
right now. Someday I will bring it up and start working on it—polishing it up
and then submit it.
2. What genre would you like to try that you
haven’t yet?
I just started
writing gay.
3.
Most people envision an author’s life as being really glamorous. What’s
your take on this? Can you tell us something unglamorous you did within the
last week or so?
Unless you
are a famous author like Tess Gerritson, no it is not glamorous. It takes a lot
of work and sometimes it can get discouraging. All I can say is keep at it.
Unglamorous? I work at UPS and it is a dirty, sweaty job. ‘Nuf said. LOL
4. Plotter or pantzer?
I am a write
by the seat of my pants, author. When my muse says go, I don’t question it
and just go with the flow. Sometimes I even write the ending first and then
build my story around it.
5.
What do you do when you’re suffering writers block?
There is a pond in my condo complex that
has a fountain. I use it to relax. I call it my own Walden’s Pond. It really
does works—well, sometimes. I also take a walk, and sometime just work on
something else for a few days and then come back.
6.
What would you like to share with new writers? Any suggestions or
advice?
Just keep plugging
away. If you get rejected from an epub, try another. Some epubs have
requirements that are less stringent than others. Also read their submission
requirements. Most accept a majority of genres but some won't accept kids’
books or young adult. So, if you are writing that genre and you submit to an
epub that doesn’t accept that genre, you are wasting both your time and the epub’s
time. Also, if an epub rejects your story, and if they suggest changes, take
them up on the offer. The main thing is don’t get discouraged.
7. Looking over the past year, what has been
the best moment for you in your writing career?
That’s easy—sales of my book. More than I
expected. It’s moments like this that motivate me to keep on writing.
8. If you could change one thing that you
have written, what would it be?
The title to my first book, One Dangerous Woman. It was initially titled My Demon Lover but the title was already taken. The original title
exemplified the plot of the story. Unfortunately, I couldn't think of another
title because of time constraints. I think I could have sold more of the book
if the title reflected what the story was about.
9. If you could invite any famous
person, dead or alive, for dinner, who would it be and what would you eat?
Cary Grant. He was truly a class act, an
actor’s actor along with Laurence Olivier. I would serve them both filet mignon
with caviar, served with Dom Perignon, because that is what I believe they
stand for—rich, famous, and classy and debonair.
10. When you wake up in the morning,
what celebrity do you most resemble? Uhmmm, Frankenstein’s monster. At least I walk like him until I get my
bearings and realize where I am at and who
I am.
11.
What are you working on now? Can you tell us a little about it?
I am
writing my first gay novel.
It is about a guy who questions his sexual orientation and is brought along by
his gay roommate. It is kind of a coming of age story, though the main
character is in his mid twenties.
12.
What do you hope to achieve in life and when will you know that you have
been a success?
Retire with
a good pension, which I hope to do in about 6 years. When I do retire, I will
have been at my job for almost 40 years, which is unheard of these days. I have
a good pension built up along with my 401(k) so I should be set. Then I can
really concentrate on my writing.
Interesting or what? I'm trying to picture Marc, the nice looking man up at the top of this post, all Frankenstein monstery! Eeep!
Now, on to a lovely peek at Marc's book:
One
Dangerous Woman
By Marc
Jarrod
Publisher:
eXtasy Books
ISBN: 978-1-55487-128-5
ISBN: 978-1-55487-128-5
Word
Count: 50,850
Genre: adventure, contemporary, erotica, paranormal, suspense
Charlie Jackson is not just your
everyday hit woman. No, she is one of the deadliest female assassins ever. One
day, after a botched hit, she decides to resign. As a result, she finds that
the tables are turned and now she is the target of a hit because now she knows
too much. Meanwhile, Dexter Dewitt, a resident of Hell and chief escort of
souls to Satan has fallen in love with Charlie. Unfortunately, he is the one
assigned to bring Charlie’s soul straight to his Master. Dexter’s love for
Charlie makes him rebel against bringing her to such a fate and instead plots
to save her. When Satan realizes this, he is enraged to say the least, because
he had his own plans for Charlie. The battle is on. Teaming together, they
journey across continents, outrunning Charlie’s assassins and Dexter’s destiny
with the Devil. Along the way, they discover an attraction that erupts into a
combustible union of body and soul. Will Charlie and Dexter win their
respective battles and save each other or be forever condemned to their fiery
fate?
Excerpt:
Charlie lifted her head and saw him with his eyes closed, lying on his back
in just his boxer shorts. God she loved this pose. Dexter opened his eyes
smiling as she smiled back. She took her velvety hand that was on his chest and
started working her way down to where it touched the elastic band of his
underwear. She maneuvered her fingers underneath the band until they met with a
flaccid organ laying in wait. Giving his prick a gentle squeeze, Charlie
watched it come to life.
“It’s my turn,” she said stroking his cock. This time, I’ll do the work.”
Dexter’s half-erection turned into immediate granite when Charlie wrapped her fingers around his staff. His eyes grew dark, bracing himself for her assault.
Unfortunately, he would have to wait a little longer. Charlie reluctantly released her hand from Dexter’s chiseled staff and continued her exploration as her fingers lightly ran through his black springy chest hair. The roughness of the hair in contrast to the softness of the underlying skin sent a sensual awareness through her body. She palmed his nipple and felt it tighten into a hard knot. She bent over him and kissed each nipple, her teeth grazing over the hard buds, feeling his body tighten. Exploring down the path to his belly button and giving it a gentle kiss, Dexter started to tremble and Charlie showered his belly with many more kisses.
She raised her head and told him to turn over. As he lay on his stomach, she feathered her fingers down his spine. He groaned and muttered something about her killing him. She laughed and bit his bottom, hard. Dexter flinched and Charlie started giggling.
“I’m sorry. I’ve wanted to do that ever since I first laid eyes on you. You have a delicious rump, Dexter. I could feast on it all day.”
“Anytime, but, honey I am about to burst if you know what I mean,” his words barely getting out of his lips.
“Then turn over and I will see what I can do to help.”
When Dexter flipped over, Charlie immediately bent over his erection and enclosed him in the moist warmth of her mouth. Her tongue slowly laved his tip as her fingers enclosed his penis again. As she began to suck, he shuddered, moving his hips upward. She took his cock even deeper in her throat until she heard a groan emanating from her lover and then felt his hands lift her and place her down on top of him. Rocking her hips and moving up and down, she rode him. Their eyes met. Charlie saw a flash of something in his eyes, but it passed too quickly to know what it meant.
Dexter took over control as he slipped his hand between their bodies and began massaging Charlie’s button. Soon Charlie cried out and with a shudder, her inner muscles clamped down hard on Dexter as he released his seed…
“It’s my turn,” she said stroking his cock. This time, I’ll do the work.”
Dexter’s half-erection turned into immediate granite when Charlie wrapped her fingers around his staff. His eyes grew dark, bracing himself for her assault.
Unfortunately, he would have to wait a little longer. Charlie reluctantly released her hand from Dexter’s chiseled staff and continued her exploration as her fingers lightly ran through his black springy chest hair. The roughness of the hair in contrast to the softness of the underlying skin sent a sensual awareness through her body. She palmed his nipple and felt it tighten into a hard knot. She bent over him and kissed each nipple, her teeth grazing over the hard buds, feeling his body tighten. Exploring down the path to his belly button and giving it a gentle kiss, Dexter started to tremble and Charlie showered his belly with many more kisses.
She raised her head and told him to turn over. As he lay on his stomach, she feathered her fingers down his spine. He groaned and muttered something about her killing him. She laughed and bit his bottom, hard. Dexter flinched and Charlie started giggling.
“I’m sorry. I’ve wanted to do that ever since I first laid eyes on you. You have a delicious rump, Dexter. I could feast on it all day.”
“Anytime, but, honey I am about to burst if you know what I mean,” his words barely getting out of his lips.
“Then turn over and I will see what I can do to help.”
When Dexter flipped over, Charlie immediately bent over his erection and enclosed him in the moist warmth of her mouth. Her tongue slowly laved his tip as her fingers enclosed his penis again. As she began to suck, he shuddered, moving his hips upward. She took his cock even deeper in her throat until she heard a groan emanating from her lover and then felt his hands lift her and place her down on top of him. Rocking her hips and moving up and down, she rode him. Their eyes met. Charlie saw a flash of something in his eyes, but it passed too quickly to know what it meant.
Dexter took over control as he slipped his hand between their bodies and began massaging Charlie’s button. Soon Charlie cried out and with a shudder, her inner muscles clamped down hard on Dexter as he released his seed…
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You can find more of Marc's work at www.extasybooks.com or www.devindestinies.com
Find Marc on his blog: www.mjarrod.blogspot.com
2 comments:
Hi Marc,
Sorry I wasn't here yesterday to greet you, but life sure does get in the way sometimes. Ugh! It's awesome to have you here, a man who writes romance, and who seems to know what he's talking about. Whooo hoo!
Hugs
Great interview, Marc (and Jude)!!
I always get a kick out of meeting the person behind the book!! Best wishes on your continued success!
I'm proud to be a part of your publishing family! Hugs!!
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