Showing posts with label darkness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label darkness. Show all posts

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Crymsyn Hart: Five Things I Learned Writing DEATH'S DANCE

 
 
 
 
Being a psychic, you would think talking to the dead was a walk in the park. However, it’s not always that simple. The hooded specter haunting me is one I’ve been dreaming about since I was a kid. One day, he appeared in my bedroom mirror. Good. Evil. I don’t know what his true intentions are.
 
Enter Jackson, ghost hunting show host extraordinaire, and my ex, to save me from the big bad ghost.
 
From there …well… it’s been a world wind of complications. My house burnt down. I’m being stalked by an ancient evil and gotten myself back into the world of being a ghost hunting psychic. Jackson dragged me, along with a few other psychics, to a ghost town wiped off the map called Death’s Dance.
 
From there things went from bad to worse.
 
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What are the five things I learned from writing Death’s Dance? That’s been a question I have contemplated even before being asked to do this. Death’s Dance was a long journey for me that took me down many roads that I wasn’t sure I could walk.  But I did and I learned quite a few things, but for now I’ll only list five.
 
1. Considering this is my first straight up horror novel in ten years, I learned that I could get back to my roots and not focuses solely on writing paranormal romance. Although romance has been the genre I have been writing in these past eight years, it was not what got me started. Being able to go back into what I love is wonderful.
 
 
2. The first chapter of Death’s Dance was taken from a dream I had one night and originally was going to become some demonic creature coming to get my main characters. However, when I started writing more I realized exactly who the figure in the mirror was going to be and it wasn’t a demon, at least not in the sense I assumed it would be.
 
3. Once I finished Death’s Dance, I already had the second novel in my head and wrote it next. However, I also had a great spinoff idea that came from the first novel and from there I learned that not one book could contain the reapers.
 
4. This book took the longest for me to write only because I had other projects that happened in between. However, by taking my time on the book, I was able to get more in touch with the characters than I had been before learning the twist of the plot and that there could even be somewhat of a love story within the book. Although that wasn’t what I was going for, it motivated the characters. So I followed them deeper into the rabbit hole into my own private Wonderland.
 
5. Sometimes even death for a grim reaper isn’t really the end.
 
 
 

Where to purchase DEATH'S DANCE:
 
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Crymsyn Hart is a National Bestselling author of over seventy paranormal romance and horror novels. Her experiences as a psychic have given her a lot of material to use in her books. She currently resides in Charlotte, NC with her hubby and her three dogs. If she’s not writing, she’s curled up with the dogs watching a good horror movie or off with friends.
 
To find out more about Crymsyn:
 
Twitter: @crymsynhart

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

FADING LIGHT Antho: My Story Teaser 1

In anticipation of Fading Light: An Anthology of the Monstrous (edited by Tim Marquitz, published by Angelic Knight Press) and my short story within entitled FINAL RIGHTS, a very talented illustrator, Tim Holtrop, has done a rough sketch of a scene from the story. For the next few weeks before the September 1st release date of the book, I am going to post snippets from the larger sketch with a few lines of my story.



I have been able to preview some of the other tales in the anthology. Some stellar writers are within for sure, and it is going to be a really fantastic book. Will post more on the overall book (with links) in follow-up posts. (You can also find FADING LIGHT on Facebook.)



If you would like more info on Tim Holtrop and his incredible work, please check out his website: http://www.timholtrop.com/




"The world has been cast in the chill embrace of a Nuclear Winter and slowly withers towards its dreary demise. The once-glorious daylight hours have turned to a dismal display of perpetual dusk and the last bastions of humanity hold out in the brightly-lit but slowly dying vestiges of the larger cities.  On the perimeters of the cloud-cloaked countryside, where light succumbs to deep shadow, the tattered and mutated dregs of beast and man hungrily wait for the brilliance of the civilized world to wink out." FINAL RIGHTS by Peter Welmerink