1) You’re marooned on a small island with one person and one item of your choice—who is that person and what item do you have?
Nathan Fillion and a cornucopia. If he's a good boy, I'll share.
2) Which musical would you say best exemplifies your life – and which character in that musical are you?
I don't think there are any musicals about a farm girl who becomes a veterinarian and moves to the big city. So I guess I will choose The King and I. I'll be Anna, an outspoken champion of what is right. I also usually play the paladin in any role playing game.
3) Take these three words and give me a 100 word or less scenario using them: profile, blasting, congratulation
"Well, congratulations!" Jake jerked and blushed. His roommate Amanda had snuck up behind him. "Is this what you created that second profile for? Blasting some poor writer-wannabe's baby?"
She leaned forward. "Hiding behind some..." She turned to him, stunned. "A woman's name? You're hiding behind a woman's name?"
"They don't let men on here!"
"Well, maybe there's a reason." She peered intently at the screen. "Mpreg? An Mpreg forum. No wonder no men. You've never been pregnant so how can you possibly have an opinion?"
"Here. I'm deleting this account."
"Oh yes, I can." Click.
4) You’ve just been let loose in the world of fiction, with permission to do anyone you want. Who do you fuck first and why?
Captain Malcolm from Firefly and if you have to ask why, you've obviously never watched the show. Sexy, funny, go-getter who doesn't leave anyone behind. And speaking of behinds, he has a nice ass.
5) What is your idea of how to spend romantic time with your significant other?
Romantic time with my hubby? I've been married for twenty years and have a 10 year-old and a 7 year-old. What's romance?
I guess my ideal would be candle lit dinner and a nice suite with one of those giant Jacuzzis, preferably glassed in under a star-filled sky. Glasses of wine and candles around the rim.
Now for real life. Kicking back on the couch together with a glass of wine and a good book after the kids have gone to bed.
6) When you start a new story, do you begin with a character, or a plot?
I start with a plot. I don't know what kinds of characters I need until I've got the rough outline sketched out. And even then, things are subject to change without notification.
7) If they were to make the story of your life into a movie, who should play you?
Katharine Hepburn because she is feisty, bold, and elegant.
8) Who’s your favorite horror villain and why?
I don’t watch horror films, so I have no idea.
9) Do you have an historical crush and if so, who is it?
Leonidas will do nicely. He's buff and one hell of a commanding man. Plus the Spartans treated their women almost as equals, nearly unheard of in that time period.
10) Is there a story that you’d like to tell but you think the world isn’t ready to receive it?
I don't really have anything too controversial to tell. Just tales of m/m romance in different settings and time periods.
Thanks for inviting me to join you today.
FROM THE ASHES
by Kayla Jameth
Cinder never thought that he could rise from the ashes of his life, but an unexpected encounter with a woman claiming to be his fairy godmother may be just what he needs. Finding himself flung into his very own fairy tale, she sends him off to meet his Prince Charming. But was the gown really necessary?
Dancing couples parted effortlessly around them as the elegant man escorted him to the center of the floor. Cinder's cumbersome skirts swayed and swept the floor, threatening to entangle his feet past any hope of grace.
Fumbling as he tried to remember which hand went where, Cinder placed his right hand on a broad velvet-covered shoulder. Strong, warm fingers enfolded his other hand and gave a reassuring squeeze. The man seemed to sense his unease. The awkward way he held himself, all tense and tight, had to be unmistakable.
Cinder corrected himself several times as he either stepped off with the wrong foot or tried to lead. How was he supposed to do this without harming either one of them? Why couldn't it have been a pavane?
The blasted slippers were so slick that Cinder had to hang on to the other man more than he wanted to just to remain on his feet. He had the distinct impression that the noble got the wrong idea from that.
The man caught his eye and smiled, somewhat more predatorily than Cinder was entirely comfortable with. What was going through the aristocrat's mind? Cinder began to feel like one of the small cakes the footmen carried on silver trays.
Did he want this man to gaze on him in that fashion? Cinder blushed and turned his face awkwardly away. He needed to concentrate on the dance. He didn't have the luxury of sharing soulful glances and chattering like a magpie.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
A bit of a tomboy, Kayla Jameth grew up pretending to be a Native American brave on her family's farm. Somewhat eclectic, she can weld, make maple syrup, and even earned a knighthood making medieval costumes. Although she is now a veterinarian, her love of all things ancient led her to minor in Classical History. Now she spends her free time writing m/m erotic romance.
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