Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Q & A with HK Sterling!


 
1.  Tell us about your newest release. 
 
Mystery and Romance blend together when competing detectives Carolyn Woods and Jack Heart are both hired to solve the murder of Pete Wallace, only to realize they are working the same case. To complicate things, Carolyn and Jack have an on again-off again relationship. Then there is Evan Jones, a handsome architect— but he's also a suspect. Can Carolyn manage to solve the case as more and more murders pile up? Will her relationship with Jack hinder their investigations? And what about Evan Jones? He seems like the perfect man, but could he actually be the murderer? One thing is for sure: someone close to both Carolyn and Jack has A Taste For Killing.
 
How to buy A Taste for Killing
 
2.  What was one of the most surprising things you learned in creating your story?
 
It's set around construction zones so I had to makes sure I was using the write words. For example one of the weapons. My husband is an architectural millman so I got a lot of it from him. Then I also had to look up poisons and things. It makes you feel creepy about your internet history!

3.  Do you have any interesting quirks or rituals?  
 
Now that I write full-time I had to learn how to drink coffee. Decades with no coffee ( I never liked it) now its the first thing I drink in the morning. Also I have a miniature Tardis from Doctor Who that makes different noises when it flies. That makes me happy. Keeps it light.
 
4.  What authors or friends influenced you in helping you become a writer? 
 
Madeline L'Engel, Harlan Ellison, Philip K. Dick, Robert Heinlein, Isaac Asimov, Ray Bradbury, Robert Anton Wilson, Jorge Borges, Arthur Rimbaud, Pablo Neruda, e.e. Cummings. And every good book that I've ever read. Books that transported me, that intrigued my mind, that made me think past where I normally would.
 
5.  What does your family think about your career as a published author? 
 
They are proud. I think when I first started they didn't know what to think of it but now they are excited for me.
 
6.  Besides writing, what other interests do you have?
 
I live a very boring life. My favorite thing is coming up with poetry and plotting for writing. I also like to read voraciously and stay on the cutting edge of science and technology. Oh and music. Music is inspirational.
 
7.  Can you tell us what is coming up next for you? 
 
My sequel to A Taste For Killing, called A Taste For Danger was just picked up by my publisher so I am very excited for that. I felt I had characters with more to say so the sequel came from that. I am also working on a science fiction book of shorts with twists. Under my other pen name ( for young and new adult titles) I am also working on the sequel to one of my books, and then finally, I am involved in the start-up of a magazine called Innovate. That has been very exciting. I am one of only six people working on it and we span the globe so that is very exciting.
 
8.  How can readers connect with you online?
 
You can catch up with me on the following media:
Twitter: @HKSterling
HK Sterling "Undercover Blog": http://hksterling1.blogspot.com/
 
 Blurb:
 
Mystery and Romance blend together when competing detectives Carolyn Woods and Jack Heart are both hired to solve the murder of Pete Wallace, only to realize they are working the same case. To complicate things, Carolyn and Jack have an on again-off again relationship. Then there is Evan Jones, a handsome architect— but he's also a suspect.
Can Carolyn manage to solve the case as more and more murders pile up? Will her relationship with Jack hinder their investigations? And what about Evan Jones? He seems like the perfect man, but could he actually be the murderer? One thing is for sure: someone close to both Carolyn and Jack has A Taste For Killing.
Excerpt:
 
He had six-pack abs, and I wanted to feel the carbonation. This one dressed like the stereotype of a construction worker, down to the handkerchief he used to wipe sweat off his forehead. I don't know if he or the hot day brought it out, but sweat poured off of me too. He had no interest in me as a person, though. I was invading his territory. Still, I enjoyed the view. For my part, I knew my clothes looked crappy. I didn’t have to wear uniforms anymore, but my street clothes, well they were very—street. So there I stood, a turd in the sun in front of this Adonis. Oh well.
He pointed to a small trailer up a muddy hill. The supervisor I asked to see apparently stayed in there. Stayed, as in never left. Great. Mud. Now I'd be a dried turd in the sun. Adonis went back to digging and I started the trek up the hill. At least I came with boots. Steel toed.
Once I made it to the trailer, I heard an argument going on inside.
"Look, I don't care who you are. The plans are publically filed. Go get them yourself!" yelled someone.
Then I heard a voice I knew. Calm, cool, subversive. "Is there any reason you're being so difficult? A man did die on your watch."
An encounter I hadn’t planned on. Well, at least not until later tonight. I knocked loudly on the door and with my sweetest voice said, "Hello, boys. Am I interrupting something?"
"Great," groused the supervisor. "A party." He appeared to me like another stereotype, puffing on a cigar over a fat jowl line and rotund stomach that threatened to overturn the small desk he was behind. I guess there's a reason for stereotypes. He looked about four hamburgers away from a heart attack.
On a wooden chair in front of the supervisor sat Jack. A fellow independent detective, an ally at times, a competitor...and my on and off lover.
"Well, well, well," he said smiling, but I could tell he wasn’t happy to see me. Not here. It meant we were both working the same case. "Hello, Carolyn. Who hired you?"
"Parents."
"Girlfriend," he answered back.
We stared at each other. Complications.
The supervisor didn’t give a damn and said to me, "Well, missy, I'll tell you the same thing I told this guy." He jerked his thumb around to Jack. "The plans are publically filed and that’s all I have to say about it."
I tried a different tactic. "That’s fine with me. I have no problem going downtown for a copy." I wore my practiced, saccharine smile. "But I wonder, could you tell me the name of the architect? Please?" I smiled again. God, this job sucks at times.
The supervisor sighed. "Jones, Evan Jones."
"Thank you so much," I said, smiling my best smile again. "I'll get out of the way and leave you two boys to...whatever you were doing."
I opened the door to go and started to shut it only to find Jack following me out.
"Sure, flash your tits and get what you want." Boy was he in a bad mood.
"There was no tit flashing in there. Face it, testosterone was not a good choice in that situation."
Jack's response: a grunt.
"Besides," I tried to placate him, "I didn’t get the plans either."
"No, you did one better."
"That's assuming the architect will have anything to do with me and cooperate." A thought occurred to me. "So are you going there too?"
"No, I might as well wait and see what you turn up. Besides, I have my own leads."
"Are you planning to share?" Just call me hopeful. As in full of shit, because that’s where hope always seemed to lead.
"No," he said, still grumpy.
"I see. So it's gonna be like that."
"I guess so."
 I felt like such a female. Damn. But I had to ask.
"Are we still on for tonight?"
"Yeah."
I wasn’t convinced but didn’t push it. God, sometimes I hated myself. But we were good together—when it was good—when his competitive edge didn’t get the better of him. Though I was one to talk. I did the same thing at times. Hence our on and off status. But currently we were supposed to be on. So, I kept it light in the spirit of things to come.
"Okay, master detective, I'll leave you to your leads. See ya."
"See ya," he replied, already preoccupied, pondering a piece of paper he'd taken from his pocket.
I made my way down the hill in my muddy boots.
 
Author Bio:
 
H.K. Sterling is an author with Breathless Press known for stories with a kick and twist endings. H.K. likes to focus her writing on suspense, science-fiction, shorts, and anything that is spicy and unexpected. H.K. lives in Virginia with her husband who graciously puts up with her passion for writing. H.K. currently has a Mystery Thriller out: A Taste For Killing; and two short stories in the Breathless Press Anthology: My Bloody Valentine. You can contact H.K. on the following social media:
Twitter: @HKSterling
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/HK-Sterling/426989014069244?ref=hl
Email: HK.Sterling@aol.com
HK Sterling "Undercover Blog": http://hksterling1.blogspot.com/
 
 
 

1 comment:

Torie James said...

I am so excited for this book! Congratulations to HK and thank you RRT for hosting her!