She contributes flash fiction to several blogging collectives and excerpts from work in progress can also be found on her blog.
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I’ve never had pinpointed a location for Blue Moon House. I like how ubiquitous it is both in time and space. Even though each prequels takes place a little further in the past, the essence of the relationships stays the same. Even, the bedroom activities are timeless. I wanted to appeal to American readers, so in my mind, Blue Moon House is somewhere in New England, and based on Slave (unreleased), just south of the Mason-Dixon line.
Q. If you had a choice where would you choose to live, and why?
That is a tough question. I’m really happy to be living in Canada. I can’t imagine living in another country, but perhaps somewhere a little warmer than Northern Alberta, one of the coasts. Victoria is lovely.
Q. Can you tell us a bit about where you live now.
I live in Edmonton, which is the provincial capital furthest north (provincial – the territories are father North). We get most of our precipitation as snow, which in my corner lot home is quite a tribulation some years. Land-locked as we are, our winters are very cold (it is currently -20°C or -4°F) and our summers are very hot (we hit 30°C or 86°F for at least one week every year). Sadly the former is much longer than the latter.
Edmonton is a prairie city, by that I mean we are a collection of farmers who can’t be without their trucks. Although the public transit in the city is adequate, it is still necessary for most households to have at least one vehicle, and often two. It also means we think that land is an infinite resource, so our cities sprawl over huge areas.
The benefit of Edmonton over other Alberta cities is the number of trees we are able to grow in our yards and boulevards. From a high rise, it looks like a city hiding amid a forest.
Q. Have any places inspired you to write, and why?
I am not well travelled. In spring of 2014 I took my first trip overseas, to England and Wales. It was a fantastic time and I expect it will inspire some of my stories in future. I have been to Las Vegas, Norfolk Virginia and Yellowstone Park as well as several places in British Columbia and Saskatchewan. Most of my travels and vacations have been within Alberta, though. The province has so many different aspects that there are still many I haven’t explored.
Q. How important do you think the setting is when you write a story?
As I said earlier, I like to focus on the timeless and ubiquitous rather than the immediate. That said, for most of my stories I do have a location in mind and I will use Google Maps to see street views and layouts. I do try to capture something of the area, but it is not my focus. All my writing is character driven. My characters are shaped by their environments, but not defined by them. I also hope that this allows readers to place my characters in a setting familiar to them, making them more connected to the story.
Q. What’s your idea of a perfect day?
I had a couple over the holidays. A day where I have no goals, no pressing issues, nothing that must get done. I do still get things done, and sometimes more than usual, because I’m free to tackle them in whatever way works best for me.
Q. Can you tell us anything about your next book?
Gentleman is a set in late-regency time period and Slave, the next book, is pre-civil war. They are temporally very close together. It looks like they may release very close together as well.
Q. If you weren’t a writer, what would be your next choice of career?
That would be my ‘day job’ or rather, ‘summer job.’ I’m an environmental consultant specializing in native plants. Because we cater to plant schedules, I’m typically busy in the summer with a very lenient winter. I manage to do some writing between May and September, but the majority is the other half.
Angelica Dawson’s latest release (and it looks hot!!) ‘Gentleman’ is out on January 16, 2015
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He sank to the floor of the carriage, taking her hands and holding them to his forehead. “Forgive me. Tell me what I must do?”
“Do?” she asked, confused and snatching her hands back. “Whatever do you mean? Get up. Sit like a man.”
He rose, but longed to continue where her command had taken him. He sat beside her, his hand holding her breast and thumb circling above her corset. “Tell me what you want,” he murmured in her ear, nibbling the lobe.
She nudged him with her shoulder to push him away. “I'll ask you not to treat me as one of your ladies of the night.”
Harrold exited the carriage first, offering Veronica his hand. He kept hold when she was on the ground, breathing into her ear again. “What of our room? Can I appease you there?”
“Are you mad? I've had you tear me open quite enough, thank you.” Snatching her hand back, she hurried into the house.
Harrold seriously considered walking to Baker Street before finally following and lying silently beside his lovely wife.
There had to be a way out.