Have there been any authors who have influenced your work? If so, who?
Stephen King is my biggest influence, having grown up reading his books and being inspired by horror.
Out of all the characters you’ve written, who is your favorite? Why?
Dr Felix Bloom from my latest novel just released Fear Inducer. Why? Because he is pure evil, exactly how I imagined him to be. He’ll be hated by everyone, which is what I wanted.
Are there any types of scenes you find more difficult to write? Which ones and why.
The in-between scenes. I find that the most difficult. Not really sure why, perhaps since the character is between murdering it’s difficult for me to give them something interesting. So I work a lot harder on those scenes to perfect them 🙂
What would you say the most rewarding part of being an author is?
Great question, the most rewarding part of being an author is finishing the book.
What advice do you have for authors just starting out in their journey?
Research. It is so important to research whatever topic you are writing about, even if you think you know all there is to know about it. Learn more. Be the master of that topic so you can write better about it. Professionally better.
Do you have a writing ritual? If so, please explain.
Not really, I don’t have any kind of writing ritual. Some days I feel like writing and other days I don’t. I go with the flow 🙂
Was being an author something you always wanted to do?
Yes, as early as the age of five. I have always wanted to be an author 🙂
If you could have a conversation with any one person, alive or dead, who would it be and why?
Michael Landon, why because I grew up watching him on the telly and he instantly become the father figure I didn’t have. He was the dad I wanted, he inspired me, he was so wholesome and delightfully amazingly talented. He would be the one person I’d love to chat with if I could bring him back to life I totally would 🙂
Would you care to provide an excerpt from one of your books as a sample of your work?
Ethan could feel hot, then cold venomous liquid shooting inside his leg. He bit his bottom lip and kicked the cobra in the face, but it refused to let go. Using the bat, he bashed it hard on the top of its head twice, before it finally let go. Holding the bat tightly, so tight that his knuckles turn white, he raised it high and slammed it across the cobra’s head. Then he quickly swung it into the side of its face. The cobra’s face jutted sideways and Ethan heard the wet crackling sound, as it made contact with the bat.
He hit it again and again. Each time he made contact, Ethan’s ears wished he could drown out the chilling, blood-curdling, cringing sound of each bone breaking, like snapping chicken legs with pliers, echoing in the pit. The cobra’s face was pulverised. Its blood spurted like a fountain, hitting Ethan in the chest and neck. The flesh on the cobra’s face had split, exposing its smashed in skull. The mouth had separated from its jaw. Its two fangs just dangled outward, bent at an awkward angle.
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