Happy Hump Day! This is the first appearance for today’s author at Bad Moon Rising, but you may have run into her around the blogosphere. Choosing between sleeping in a coffin or spending the night in a haunted house didn’t take her long – she’s convinced her house may already be haunted. Welcome Jina S. Bazzar!
One lucky random commenter will win an ebook copy of Heir of Ashes! This post will be updated with the winner on Friday.
The winner of Heir of Ashes ebook is Mae Clair!
Would you rather sleep in a coffin for one night or spend the night in a haunted house?
A night in a haunted house. I’m claustrophobic (confined spaces give me the heebies), so, send me the ghosts and ghouls. I’ll confess, however, I’ve only been to a haunted house once, when I was eight or nine, and it left an impression. I remember my brother mocking me when I came out the other end, face pale, hair standing at attention, Einstein style. However, if we’re being a little superstitious and we’re not talking about the haunted house that arrives with the carnival, then I’d say I’m already living in a haunted house. I can swear, on multiple occasions, hearing voices that aren’t there, smelling tobacco, perfume, or even cooking, when I’m alone, or when no one’s said anything. And I’m not counting all the noises that start after midnight – and I’m sane-ish, so… those ghosts are real.
Has a movie or book scared you so much you couldn’t sleep? Which one?
Arachnophobia. I was a kid when I watched the movie, and again, it left a strong impression. To this day, I’m afraid of spiders. If I have a nightmare, you can bet there’ll be a spider in there. If someone says there’s a big, hairy spider somewhere close, I get this cold swoosh in my belly, before I run like hell in the opposite direction.
Would you rather put your hand in a box and feel something slimy or furry?
Hmm. I’m assuming by furry, you don’t mean a teddy bear. Most mammals are furry – cats, dogs, rats… black bears, cows. On the other hand, slimy things are mostly cold-blooded– snakes, lizards, frogs… can you see the hair standing at attention? I’d go for the furry. And just fyi, I’ve played with plenty of frogs and lizards as a kid (my kids aren’t allowed, however).
If you had to give up snacks or drinks during writing sessions, which would be more difficult?
If I’m writing, I’m doing neither. The drink and the snacks come in handy when I need to close my eyes and think. Snacks help distract, however, and sometimes I completely lose my train of thought while munching, unless I’m going over what I wrote. If I want to ponder the next steps, then you can bet there’ll be a cup of hot coffee near. So, I’ll give up the snacks – with a lot of regret, because, c’mon, junk food is the best.
Do you write to music?
Again, music is distracting. Consider this, you’re deep into a scene when a song you love starts. Don’t you pause to listen? I do, and there goes all my focus. But, when I finish a chapter or get stuck on a small subplot that needs to connect with something I want written a few scenes down the road, I put on headphones, climb on my bike and let the music (often very loud) pound while my mind works out through the scenes. If I’ve already exercised, I might bake something, also with the company of very loud music.
Which comes first for you – plot or characters?
Main characters first, overall plot next. When I begin to write, I have two things in mind: the main character, what he/she will be, and the broad stroke of the plot (I.e., A woman with powerful abilities and a cross-country quest, as it happened in Heir of Ashes. From there, I do the pantsing routine: I let my mc lead my train of thought while my fingers pound away, adding the subplots, action, adventure, humor, some thrilling aspects, secondary characters, all while building scenes to reach that overall plot.
At the age of twelve, Roxanne Fosch had a perfectly normal life. By the time she was twenty-two, she was being hunted.
After being trapped for years in the clutches of the Paranormal Scientists Society, Roxanne escapes and sets on a dangerous quest for the truth.
Hunted by scientists keen to exploit her extraordinary abilities, and dangerous factions whose plans she cannot fathom, Roxanne discovers a shocking secret about her past. But is everything she’s ever known a lie?
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A wanderer in this vast world, I’m just another body with a passion for the written word. There’s no boundary I can’t cross, no limit I can’t push; my mind is my passport, my thoughts my mode of transportation. I’ve travelled to many planets, seen plenty of civilizations, old and new, both in this galaxy and others.
On this earth, my name is Jina S. Bazzar. I’m a freelance writer, a blogger, a mother, a baker, a chocolate fiend, a coffee enthusiast, and sometimes a poet– but those are only informal titles. I have many traits, some contradictory, others complimentary, depending on the circumstance. If I were to ever describe myself, I’d say I’m a pragmatic idealist, a sarcastic cynic, a curious adventurer, a joker, and upon occasion, a cautious realist.
Like most writers out there, my love of books began at a young age, with comic books and alphabet poetry two of my favorite and earliest memories. Growing up, I wasn’t an awkward kid, and I didn’t prefer books to people. Unlike most authors, I never aspired to write a book, never enjoyed writing essays, and although I had intended to one day become a surgeon, my first attempt at creative writing happened during my senior year in high school, a pastime project that wasted plenty of A4 papers and the ink of multi-colored pens. The story had an Indiana Jones theme with a touch of humor, and I was nowhere near finished when patience ran out and those few thousand words were tucked in some dusty drawer and forgotten, taking a backseat to finals and SATs.
Soon after graduation I developed a chronic disease that caused gradual vision loss. Dreams of med school were put on hold for ‘a later’ time, and eventually, I became blind and med school was no longer an option. Reading also became just a fond memory, and writing not even that.
Until I learned about screen readers. I picked up reading with vengeance, but soon realized it was no longer enough, and so I started writing, this time with an aim to pursue a career. Heir of Ashes is my debut novel, a creation born from my love of anything fairy, of action-packed stories and a touch of romance. I was born and raised in a quiet, small town in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, where I’ve had a happy and fulfilling childhood. I literally played in the middle of the street, climbed tall trees and hiked worn trails, biked to the top of mountains to have picnics, swam in small lakes with murky water, surrounded by wild flowers. I’ve played pranks on cranky neighbors, cried over lost pets and climbed electric poles when no one was watching.
When I’m not writing or networking on social media, you can find me in the kitchen, listening to loud music while baking (often misshapen) goodies, or cooking favorite dishes and adding new touches to them. My inspiration comes from most anything, a discussion, a friend, an animal or plant, events, memories, music, etc.