Daily Archives: June 26, 2014

Interview with Lynn Crain author of A VIENNESE CHRISTMAS

Welcome Lynn Crain.  Let’s start with what genre/genres do you write?

I write quite a few genres actually. I love to write sci-fi and paranormal romance both erotic and sensual. I also love fantasy and urban fantasy. Recently, I’ve branched out in some tamer areas which surprise me a whole lot.

If you are a pantser, how do you handle when you write into a corner?

Well, first I see if I’m truly in a corner or have just can’t think of a creative way to make the writing work. If I have worked myself into a corner, I look at where the wrong turn was made. If I determine I can just start from where the wrong turn was made, that’s what I do. If not, I may just have to toss the section and start new. I always place tossed writing into a dumb file for the story as it may be possible to use it elsewhere. The one thing I always try to remember is I might have to toss some good stuff but then I remember, I can always create more.

Do you have any other books? What do you have planned next?

Yes, I have lots of books. The best place to go see what I have is my blog as my website is going through a renovation right now. On my blog, www.lynncrain.blogspot.com, you can read snippets from WIPs as well as current books. Last week, I highlighted my sci-fi erotic romance, More Than Robotics. Right now, I’m working on some new Urban Fantasy books. I have two series I’m doing and polishing one for publication later this year.

 What can you tell us about A Viennese Christmas that isn’t in the blurb or excerpt?

This story came about because I wanted to discover the city I live in, Vienna, Austria. I was here for a year when I decided to tackle a series about my adventures in this foreign land. While coming to Austria was very exciting, I knew nothing except what I’d learned in history class about the country. I also found myself quite alone as we lived in the center of the city, surrounded by most native Austrians. This series will have at least five books as there are many different aspects about Vienna, Austria and I want to show them all. Of course, most of the heroines will be American but the heroes will come a variety of places. Like in book 2, Night Train, the hero is Greek.

Was A Viennese Christmas easy to write?

I found this book very easy to write. I wanted to capture something I considered really amazing about living in Vienna. What I came up with for the first story were the Christkindlemarkts that they have every Christmas. The place is simply amazing. The first year, it rained but the second year, we had some great snow for the season. There is nothing like it in the world.

What is your favorite part?

I love when my hero and heroine meet. Here’s a snippet from the book:

Her disappointment must have been plain on her face as she found herself suddenly gazing into the greenest eyes in a very handsome male face. A question in German followed as she tried to ascertain just what he said.

“I’m sorry,” she stated, her confusion obvious. “I’ve only picked up a word or two since I’ve been here. Do you speak English?”

“You’re American?” he questioned without the accent most Austrians possessed.

“Don’t make it sound like such a curse. There are a lot of us, you know.” Her indignation evident in her tone.

His rich laughter filled the space, warming her to her bones in ways she hadn’t expected. “Sorry. I guess one does pick up the attitudes of where they live.”
She looked at him puzzled. “That’s that supposed to mean?”

“Henry Jager, American, at your service ma’am.” His sweeping bow brought a smile to her lips.

“Amanda Kranz and I hardly think I qualify as a ma’am.” She stuck her hand toward him. His firm grasp sent an electric sensation as she felt the spark deep within her. She swore he felt it too as his eyes darkened.

“Do you prefer Amanda or Mandi? I know there’s not much of a choice with Henry.” His serious gaze spot of his interest.

Laughter bubbled up in her, the first such emotion in weeks. “Henry is a fine, strong name. And it doesn’t matter much with mine.” His hot look made her want to shiver in anticipation of what she could only speculate.

“Really? I would have thought your business associates would call you Amanda. Now your intimate contacts I expect call you Mandi.”

She gazed at him. Intimate contacts, now there was a misnomer. It had been years since she’d had any intimate contacts of the male persuasion. “Sounds good to me.”

“You gave in too easy.” He reluctantly let go of her hand as his look took on a more serious aspect. “Are you meeting someone?”

She shook her head. “No one to meet.”

“Good.” He grabbed her hand again, placing it in the crook of his arm. “Have you ever been to one of these before?” Henry expertly meandered around people, baby carriages and more as he led her to the next booth.

“Not really. I saw them last year but being so new to the city, I couldn’t bring myself to go to one alone.” She gazed at the Rathaus beyond them, remembering how intimidated she’d been by building even though it had a Christmas tree in front.

His eyes narrowed. “Sounds like you’re still a relative newcomer.”

“I suppose so. I got here in November of last year.”

“Ah – your impression?” His brows lifted when he drew back as if to study her face.

“Very commercialized. I expected something more – ” she struggled to find the right word. “– more homey, more authentic – more Austrian.”

Henry gazed around a moment before looking back at her. “I see your point. This is probably the one Christkindlemarkt that’s got the least to offer in specialized, authentic goods in my opinion except it does have a certain ambiance. And of course, there’s the skating rink as well as the park decorations.”

Her brow arched in amazement. She really hadn’t expected anyone to agree with her. All the women she knew gushed over every one of them. “You agree with me?”

His naughty smile was breathtaking. “Most definitely. This is the one where most of the tourists come. While there are some very Austrian things here hidden amongst the drivel, most are not unique or special in any way.”

“My thoughts exactly. Where exactly does one find more traditional items?” Astonishment spread through her. She had not once heard anyone say a negative comment about Vienna. All her colleagues gushed over the city but as far as she was concerned, it was just another place to live.

They stopped in front of a food booth, the aroma tantalizing. “Would you like something hot to drink?”
The brisk breeze nipped at her cheeks and she felt the cold through her coat. She definitely could use something to warm her up. “Sure.”

 

Now for Some Fun Questions:

What’s your favorite TV show or movie of all time?

Geez…this is horribly hard…LOL! See right now, I have to purchase the shows I watch and download them when I take a trip to the States. Then I get to watch them all at once over the course of a few days. Here are my current favorites: Elementary, Castle, Bones, Longmire, The 100, Supernatural, Agents of Shield and Revolution. In the past, I’ve loved things like Buffy and Firefly. As far as movies goes, I love sci-fi action with my overall favorite being Alien. The Matrix series is high on the list and a new one, Edge of Tomorrow is pushing them all out.

If you could chose a period in history to be born in, what would it be and why?

I really like where I’m at but if I had to go back in history, it would be sometime during Scotland’s history. I’m thinking in the late 1700s to early 1800s. A lot of things were happening then.

What was the most embarrassing thing your husband/boyfriend/partner/friend ever did to you in public?

 We don’t often embarrass each other at all. But there is one time that sticks out in my mind and that was when we were driving to Tahoe from my in-laws place in California. This was the time when the speed limit was only 55 and I’ve always had trouble with speed limits. I grew up in Nevada for my teenage years and at that time, there was no posted speed limit at all there. So, we’re driving along and I know I’m going about 75 when I see the lights behind me. It was a horrible roadway and no real place to stop. We slow down and I tap my sleeping husband to have him get the papers we need as I roll down the window.

The officer pops his head in and says, “Ma’am, do you know how fast you were driving?”

I answer, “Absolutely, officer, I was going 75.”

Before the man could get out another word, my husband sits up and screams, “What? How fast were you going?”

All I hear is a snicker in my ear and the officer saying, “I believe I’ll leave you to take care of this, sir.”

And he left me there to fend for myself. It was days before I lived that one down.

What is the one place you have never visited but would love to?

New Zealand. It looks awesome and reminds me of Scotland.

If you were stranded on a desert island and could chose any famous person (living or dead), who would you chose to be stranded with you and why?

Another tough one…I mean whose brain would I pick…Margaret Mitchell or Andre Norton? Very hard. Basically, it would be an author and probably one who writes in the genre I’m writing at the time it happens. I know that’s not a very good answer but the truth is that I actually don’t mind being alone and would probably write a book or two in the time I had.

Quick Quiz:

Cake or Chips

 Both…LOL!

Steak or Veggie Burger

Steak

Chocolates or Roses

Roses

Boxers or Briefs or Nothing at all

 Boxers or nothing at all!

And since I write both, I have to know which you prefer… Vampires or Cowboys

Would it be a sin to say both? <snicker> Honestly, there are too many good stories out there with both that I want them all! LOL!

 

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A Viennese Christmas

A Taste of Vienna Book 1

By

Lynn Crain

 

Blurb:

The heart knows the language of love.

Sign language interpreter, Amanda Kranz, wants to find her soul mate but fears her chance has past due to the death of her childhood sweetheart. Finding sexy historian Henry Jager during an outing in her new home of Vienna, Austria, may have been a stroke of luck. When his ex-fiancée shows up just as their relationship starts to sizzle, Amanda must decide if standing up for what she really wants will give her lifetime happiness. Or will she be destined to spend her life alone?

 

Excerpt:

Her disappointment must have been plain on her face as she found herself suddenly gazing into the greenest eyes in a very handsome male face. A question in German followed as she tried to ascertain just what he said.

“I’m sorry,” she stated, her confusion obvious. “I’ve only picked up a word or two since I’ve been here. Do you speak English?”

“You’re American?” he questioned without the accent most Austrians possessed.

“Don’t make it sound like such a curse. There are a lot of us, you know.” Her indignation evident in her tone.

His rich laughter filled the space, warming her to her bones in ways she hadn’t expected. “Sorry. I guess one does pick up the attitudes of where they live.”

She looked at him puzzled. “That’s that supposed to mean?”

“Henry Jager, American, at your service ma’am.” His sweeping bow brought a smile to her lips.

“Amanda Kranz and I hardly think I qualify as a ma’am.” She stuck her hand toward him. His firm grasp sent an electric sensation as she felt the spark deep within her. She swore he felt it too as his eyes darkened.

“Do you prefer Amanda or Mandi? I know there’s not much of a choice with Henry.” His serious gaze spot of his interest.

Laughter bubbled up in her, the first such emotion in weeks. “Henry is a fine, strong name. And it doesn’t matter much with mine.” His hot look made her want to shiver in anticipation of what she could only speculate.

“Really? I would have thought your business associates would call you Amanda. Now your intimate contacts I expect call you Mandi.”

She gazed at him. Intimate contacts, now there was a misnomer. It had been years since she’d had any intimate contacts of the male persuasion. “Sounds good to me.”

“You gave in too easy.” He reluctantly let go of her hand as his look took on a more serious aspect. “Are you meeting someone?”

She shook her head. “No one to meet.”

“Good.” He grabbed her hand again, placing it in the crook of his arm. “Have you ever been to one of these before?” Henry expertly meandered around people, baby carriages and more as he led her to the next booth.

“Not really. I saw them last year but being so new to the city, I couldn’t bring myself to go to one alone.” She gazed at the Rathaus beyond them, remembering how intimidated she’d been by building even though it had a Christmas tree in front.

His eyes narrowed. “Sounds like you’re still a relative newcomer.”

“I suppose so. I got here in November of last year.”

“Ah – your impression?” His brows lifted when he drew back as if to study her face.

“Very commercialized. I expected something more – ” she struggled to find the right word. “– more homey, more authentic – more Austrian.”

Henry gazed around a moment before looking back at her. “I see your point. This is probably the one Christkindlemarkt that’s got the least to offer in specialized, authentic goods in my opinion except it does have a certain ambiance. And of course, there’s the skating rink as well as the park decorations.”

Her brow arched in amazement. She really hadn’t expected anyone to agree with her. All the women she knew gushed over every one of them. “You agree with me?”

His naughty smile was breathtaking. “Most definitely. This is the one where most of the tourists come. While there are some very Austrian things here hidden amongst the drivel, most are not unique or special in any way.”

“My thoughts exactly. Where exactly does one find more traditional items?” Astonishment spread through her. She had not once heard anyone say a negative comment about Vienna. All her colleagues gushed over the city but as far as she was concerned, it was just another place to live.

They stopped in front of a food booth, the aroma tantalizing. “Would you like something hot to drink?”

The brisk breeze nipped at her cheeks and she felt the cold through her coat. She definitely could use something to warm her up. “Sure.”

NOTE: This is a SHORT STORY with adult situations.

 

Meet Lynn…

Lynn Crain realized at an early age she wanted to write. She took the long way to being published by doing a variety of things like nursing, geologist, technical writer and computer manager all of which have added to her detail-oriented stories. Now she’s a full time storyteller and weaves fantasy, futuristic and paranormal tales as well as erotic stories for various publishers. She normally lives in the very hot southwest with her family, dog, three cats and she’s gotten rid of her snakes. Don’t ask unless you want to hear some grumbling. Other members of her clan live nearby and include a son, daughter-in-law and two grandsons as well as various long-time friends. Currently, her kids have the house because she’s run away from home. She is a past national board member of the RWA; founding president of Las Vegas Romance Writers Chapter of RWA; has held the positions of president, vice-president, secretary and contest chair of EPIC. Her latest adventure has taken her to Vienna, Austria with her husband as he works at his dream job. You can find her hanging out at A Writer In Vienna Blog (www.awriterinvienna.blogspot.com) and various other places on the net (www.mysexysaturday.blogspot.comwww.twitter.com/oddlynn3www.lynncrain.blogspot.com). Still, the thing she loves most of all is hearing from her readers at lynncrain@cox.net.

Award winning author, Lynn Crain realized at an early age she wanted to write. She took the long road with many careers, all of which have added to her detail-oriented stories. Today, she’s a full time storyteller and weaves fantasy, futuristic and paranormal tales as well as erotic stories for various publishers. She normally lives in the very hot southwest with her family and furbabies. Currently, her kids have the house because she’s run away from home. Her latest adventure has taken her to Vienna, Austria with her husband as he works at his dream job. You can find her hanging out at A Writer In Vienna Blog (www.awriterinvienna.blogspot.com) and various other places on the net (www.mysexysaturday.blogspot.comwww.twitter.com/oddlynn3www.lynncrain.blogspot.com). Still, the thing she loves most of all is hearing from her readers at lynncrain@cox.net.

 

Buy Links:

All Romance eBooks ~ https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-aviennesechristmas-1031953-149.html

Amazon US ~ http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BBFDLOK

Amazon UK ~ https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00BBFDLOK

Amazon DE ~ http://www.amazon.de/Viennese-Christmas-Taste-Vienna-ebook/dp/B00BBFDLOK

Amazon FR ~ https://www.amazon.fr/dp/B00BBFDLOK

Amazon ES ~ https://www.amazon.es/dp/B00BBFDLOK

Amazon JP ~ http://www.amazon.co.jp/dp/B00BBFDLOK

Amazon CA ~ https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B00BBFDLOK

Amazon IT ~ https://www.amazon.it/dp/B00BBFDLOK

Barnes and Noble ~ http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-viennese-christmas-lynn-crain/1114313180?ean=2940016221441

iTunes ~ pending

Kobo ~ http://www.kobobooks.com/ebook/A-Viennese-Christmas/book-KLxTdvUwEkukzOyG93F9yA/page1.html

Smashwords ~ https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/282513

 

Where Lynn Is:

www.lynncrain.com

lynncrain.blogspot.com

awriterinvienna.blogspot.com

http://throughheartshapedglasses.com/

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/XtraOrdinaryRomance/

http://www.twitter.com/oddlynn3

http://www.facebook.com/oddlynn3

http://www.facebook.com/AuthorLynnCrain

https://www.facebook.com/groups/xtraordinaryromance/

http://www.youtube.com/lynncrain

http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/684863.Lynn_Crain

https://www.amazon.com/author/lynncrain

 

 

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