Sunday, May 27, 2012
The Morrigna by Rachel Rawlings
A Maurin Kincaide Novel
By Rachel Rawlings
Maurin Kincaide is a psychometric investigator for Salem's Supernatural Task Force. She's spent the last few years working crime scenes and using the memory links in fingerprints to catch criminals.
When the current bad guy turns out to be a demon, Maurin must work with Seamus--the task force's prime suspect for unleashing said demon.
She follows Seamus deeper into the supernatural community and discovers there's a lot more going on than anyone guessed. Our unique investigator is quickly enlisted from her day job by the Council, a secret governing body of all things Other.
They want her to find out more about the abundance of demons in Salem and who might be controlling them...
Available at: Amazon ~ Paperback
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Today I would love to welcome author Rachel Rawlings to my blog. Let us begin with a little blurb about yourself...
Hi Nilsa, thanks for having me on your book blog. I’m an author of Paranormal/Urban fantasy, wife, mother of three and full time manager and partner in my mom’s salon. I’m hoping to turn the dream job into my day job!
Who or what inspired you to become a writer? I’ve always dabbled in writing. Even when I was a kid I would write poetry or start a story. I never finished them but I would have notebooks full of stories.
How long did it take you to write The Morrigna? A little over a year from start to finish. I wrote at night after the kids were in bed or on my lunch breaks. I’d scribble notes on anything remotely close to paper.
While writing how many times do you go back and rewrite a plot? I don’t typically rewrite the plot. I start with a mental outline and let it develop as I go. It’s really organic when I write. I find that after a few chapters the characters are telling me what’s going to happen. I do go back and reread the last few chapters before I start each day and tweak conversations or little details though.
You run into a bookstore, where do you go first? The Sci-Fi/Fantasy section of course. I’m a creature of habit. I know what I like and there are always plenty of books to find within my genre. I’m a sucker for the classics too. I was at Barnes and Noble with my nine year old daughter a couple weeks ago salivating over their display of beautifully bound books like Pride and Prejudice and a collection of Edgar Allan Poe. I took pictures. How nerdy is that? Lol.
How many books in a month do you tend to read? At my peak I was reading a book a day. Lately with my day job requiring more time I haven’t been able to read as much. I spend my spare time writing.
In all the books you've read. Who is your most favorite character and why? Oh this is a tough one. Do I have to pick just one? I think I’ll go with Lestat. I don’t really know why. I just love him. He’s mischievous, bratty and terribly flawed but I loved his story.
State 5 random facts about yourself.
~I didn’t go to college.
~My kids are all five and a half years apart. (totally not on purpose)
~The house I live in now is the longest I’ve ever lived anywhere.
~I’ve moved over 36 times.
~I’ve been married for sixteen years.
Your favorite Genre? Paranormal/Urban fantasy. It’s a broad genre but the diversity is what makes it so great.
What are you currently reading? Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter
What is the best book you've read? It’s more than one but I have to list it as a set. Tolkien’s A Hobbit’s Tale through Return of the King. I never get tired of reading those books. As a stand alone Poe’s A Tell Tale Heart.
Any new projects coming up? I’m currently working on my second book in the series Witch Hunt. Maurin, the main character of The Morrigna picks up right where she left off.
Here’s your chance to market your book. Describe it. And why readers should pick it up?
The Morrigna is a slightly dark, faced paced Urban Fantasy with a strong female lead. If you’re looking for a little more bullets and octane than leather and lace this series is right up your alley.
As psychometric investigator for Salem's Preternatural Task Force, Maurin Kincaide has spent the last few years using the memory links left behind in fingerprints to catch the bad guys. When the bad guy turns out to be a demon, Maurin is forced to work with Seamus, S.P.T.F.'s prime suspect for unleashing him. Forced to follow Seamus deeper into the supernatural community she had only previously lived on the outskirts of, Maurin discovers there is more than one demon moving into Salem. The Council, the governing body of all things Other, enlists Maurin into their ranks to stop the demon army and discover who is controlling control them.
Where you can find author Rachel Rawlings:
Facebook: The Maurin Kincaide Series
Goodreads: Rachel Rawlings
Website: currently working on one…but it will be www.rachelrawlings.com
Other: I’m on Shelfari too. I haven’t quite figured it all out yet but I love that I have a visible bookshelf there.
I’d been leaning up against this wall like I was the only thing holding it up for twenty minutes. Not even at work an hour and my feet were already screaming about my choice of knee high black leather stiletto boots. They looked better with my skirt than the sensible heels I usually wore; I tried rationalizing to my feet. What the hell was taking Masarelli so long in there anyway?
A few minutes ago I rapped on the door to remind him I was still out here. And not going anywhere no matter how bad he wanted to do this interrogation by himself. I fought the urge to step back when I heard him stomping toward the door. “Five minutes”, he all but growled at me before slamming the door in my face.
So there I was stuck in the hall waiting for him to finally open the door, giving me access to the interrogation room and the man in for questioning. Not to mention a damned chair. If I stood here much longer the boots were coming off. I’m not exactly sure what these boots were made for, they obviously weren’t the ones Nancy Sinatra sang about and standing sure as hell wasn’t it either.
I glanced at my watch. Six minutes. Times up I thought. Patience may be a virtue but I sure don’t have any. I could hear Masarelli’s temper rising through the door. Surely that was more from his lack of progress than my lack of patience. I may not be his favorite person in the world but we’ve always managed to work together before.
“That better be your friggin’ attorney, because if it’s not I’ve got some pretty creative ways of making you talk.” He practically spat the last few words in my face as he opened the door.
Lucky for him I wasn’t an attorney or he may be facing some charges. Any other day I might have backed down from his lack of control over his temper but not today. If he wanted to slip on my stiletto boots and stand out in this hallway for almost half an hour we could see how many times he knocked on the door.
At five foot eight his height was average but he knew how to fill a doorway. I smoothed the front of my charcoal gray skirt and did my best to ignore his glare. At my five two it wasn’t that hard to do. I stared at the stains on his tie, avoiding eye contact, and pushed my way passed him. He may not want me to question this suspect but it was my job and come hell or high water I was going to do it. He’d just have to swallow his pride along with his short comings as an interrogator and let me work.
After three years of working with Masarelli on Salem’s Preternatural Task Force (S.P.T.F.) as the psychometric interrogator I still couldn’t figure him out. Why would a “Norm” who’s obviously as uncomfortable around the “Others” as he is be working here? He seemed more like an F.B.I suit to me, not someone who’d be working with psychics, witches, vamps and weres. Yet here he was getting in my way.
I wasn’t more than two feet into the room when the hairs on the back of my neck were standing up. There was definitely something different about this suspect. Besides his unusual size. Though I must admit that did give me a second’s pause as I noticed he not only had the height of a basketball player but the width of a linebacker. No, it was something that had my other senses on high alert. There was power rippling through the room and it was more than my psychic energy. What the hell was this guy anyway? No way to find out but to touch him I guess.
I hated to touch anyone with my shields down, especially a six foot seven; easily two hundred and seventy five pound stranger who was radiating a power I couldn’t quite register but I didn’t have a choice. There was no empty cup, pack of cigarettes, not even a pen on the table. Not one thing he touched that I could use. If I wanted to follow the memory link we all leave behind in our fingerprints I was going to have to shake his hand.
“Well it’s not your attorney asshole but you lucked out anyway. This is Detective Kincade. Kincade this is Seamus (Shaymus) O’Neill, summoner and general practitioner of the Dark Arts.”
About the Author:
Rachel Rawlings was born and raised in the Baltimore Metropolitan area. Her family, originally from Rhode Island, spent summers in New England, sparking her fascination with Salem, MA.
She has been writing fictional stories and poems since middle school, but it wasn't until three years ago that she found the inspiration to create her heroine Maurin Kincaide and complete her first full length novel, The Morrigna.
She is currently working on Witch Hunt, book two of The Maurin Kincade Series, with book three Blood Bath not far behind it. She still lives in Maryland with her husband, three children and two fish.