Do you write in the same place every day or do you like to change it up?
I'm a creature of habit. I use a desktop computer and rarely go elsewhere to write. However, I do sometimes pop over to Starbucks with my tablet for a change of pace.
What genre have you never written that you'd like to write?
Time travel. That fascinates me. I can't come up with a good paradox, but maybe someday.
What's your favorite time management tip?
Think through the process before you start a project. Will you need material to complete it? Gather that before you begin. Will someone else have to sign off on a portion? Be sure you know their schedule so you're not waiting for them. Do you have authority to close the project? If not, why not? By walking through the project before you start, it gives you a better idea what you'll need to do overall. Planning always saves time.
What's one thing that your readers would be surprised to learn about you?
My bio mentions that I'm former US Navy, but it doesn't say that the military was how I met my husband. We were stationed in the same place and were in the same orientation class. He says he saw me and knew instantly I was the one. Love at first sight. We met in June and married in December. This year will be 44 years.
If writing is your first passion, what is your second?
Reading and movies. I inhale books. For the last year I've been reading suspense and thrillers both in book form and in movies.
If you could get rid of something in your life that would give you more writing time, what would it be?
Email! I spend way too much time there. It's organized to the nth degree, but it's still a time suck.
What genre is your favorite to read?
Suspense and thrillers. I also love good scifi and Regency romance, plus any book that has a cover with a guy in a kilt.
What do you like best about your hero Pietas in your Bringer of Chaos series?
Pietas is brutally honest. He will not lie. He'd rather you shot him in the head than tell a lie. That gets him into trouble but you always know where you stand with him.
What do you like best about your heroine?
Joss is patient and she's a guardian of sorts. Her telepathy is so acute she cannot "not" hear you thinking. Her personal ethics keep her from eavesdropping and she respects the privacy of others. Still, being in the situation she's in where she's with others 24/7 makes it very difficult for her to unwind. She likes to explore and find places where she can be far enough away to have some telepathic distance and not be bombarded with the thoughts of others.
How do you choose the names and physical characteristics of your characters? Do you base them on real people?
My characters come into being in a sort of "big bang" -- suddenly there, all at once, backstory, name, description, everything. But as I start writing their story, I discover all sorts of tidbits and details. Before I started writing the first Bringer of Chaos book, I did not know how honest Pietas was. I only discovered that when I began his book. He's been in many other stories, and this trait never came up in his scenes.
How can readers reach you or find you online?
Romance Lives Forever Reader Group https://kayelleallen.com/bro/
Amazon Author page http://amazon.com/author/kayelleallen
What's your tagline? Why did you choose it?
Romance Lives Forever. I'm married to THE most romantic man in the world. He tells me he loves me every single day. If you put work into your marriage you can have a romance that lasts. It also fits with my characters. After all, if you're immortal, romance lives forever.
Do you have an event coming up you'd like to tell us about?
I'm currently doing a cover reveal tour for Bringer of Chaos: Forged in Fire. The book will release on December 29, 2017.
Tell us about your current release.
When the immortal Pietas is marooned on a barren world with no food and few survival tools, he knows it could be worse. He could be alone. But that's the problem. He's not.
Half a million of his people sleep in cryostasis, trapped inside their pods and it's up to Pietas to save them. He can't release one at a time. It's all or nothing. He's facing over five hundred thousand hungry, thirsty, homeless, immortals all looking to him for answers. Talk about being forged in fire!
It's not all bad. The beautiful telepathic warrior he's loved for lifetimes is at his side. He's bonded with a sentient panther. He hates humans but the one dumped on this planet with him has become a trusted friend.
But before Pietas can build shelter, figure out how to grow food, or set up a government, he must take back command from a ruthless enemy he's fought for centuries. His brutal, merciless father.
Immortals may heal, but a wound of the heart lasts forever...
Bringer of Chaos: Forged in Fire has no profanity or explicit content, but lots of angst, a little humor, some sweet romance, and a ton of betrayal with plenty of vengeance. Oh, and let's not forget--one ginormous black "kitty".
Is there anything we haven't covered here that you'd like to tell readers?
I created a downloadable coloring book with images of Pietas and other characters from the series. Also... dragons! http://bit.ly/color-pietas
In this scene from Bringer of Chaos: Forged in Fire, we get a peek at the weird weather on this world. It's not like Earth's. It's dangerous to be out in a storm. When a mini-tornado wreaks havoc, Pietas finds himself in an awkward situation.
The sky turned tornado-green. A few fat drops of rain slid down Pietas's neck, leaving a cold trail in the heat. A few others smacked his hair and face. These scouts warned of the threatening army advancing. Higher up, ominous thunderclouds glowed a menacing pink and orange.
They picked up the pace. In the distance, the oncoming storm blackened the sky. The wind whistled, calling its dogs to hunt.
Icy fingers dragged down his spine. Pietas swallowed, fighting back bile.
The hill they'd crested led down to a jagged claw-rip of darkness, a slash in the velvet forest forming a lightless, foreboding tunnel. The coffin-shaped slice emptied into an abyss of shadow, swallowing every indication of depth and life.
Despite knowing he needed to hurry, Pietas slowed his step, dragging his bare feet through straw-colored grass. Turning in a slow circle, he held out his arms as high as he could and lifted his face to the cloud-covered sun, a child wanting one more minute outdoors before bedtime. He cherished the open air and light, unwilling to relinquish the beauty of his freedom.
"Pietas!" Joss called to him. She'd gotten far ahead. "Come on!"
He started toward her. The forest maw ratcheted open. An unhinged jaw of a snake. An uneven patch of ground beneath a foot cost him his balance. Pietas stumbled, tripped, and threw out his hands to break his fall. He landed on hands and knees and then sat, cross-legged. His scraped palms stung and bled. A potent swear word flew to mind, but he denied it voice.
His sister slowed as she passed, but didn't speak. If an Ultra did not ask for help, none was offered.
The twins, however, tasked with guarding the party, did stop. Aid was their duty.
"Guys." Six stooped next to him. "You go ahead. I'll stay with Pi."
Pietas flicked his fingers. Without a response, the twins joined Dessy.
Joss looked up and around at the sky. "Pietas, I'll wait for you."
"No, go ahead. The rain's almost here. I'll join you under the trees."
When she had gone, he examined his palms. The injury had healed.
"How's the ankle?"
"Fine, ghost." He wiped off his hands.
His friend studied him, glanced toward the forest. "Gotcha." He stood.
When Pietas shifted to rise, Six offered a hand.
"Thanks, but I can manage." He stood and brushed himself off.
The wind picked that moment to set a dust devil whirling into the sand and dried grasses around them. It flew up, stinging exposed skin.
Six covered his eyes. "Oh, man!"
Pietas shielded his own. The whirlwind ripped the cloth tie holding back his hair and whipped strands into his face. He tried facing into the wind, but the circular current spun the tresses back into his eyes. As fast as it had risen, the wind subsided.
Full of static electricity from the wind and storm, his long hair settled over his shoulders and adhered to his neck.
Six dug into his pockets. "I have another strip." They had torn several from a ragged shirt. Six wore the biggest piece around his neck. He set down his pack and opened it.
"Six," Pietas hissed. He did not turn his head, but looked toward the others. "Leave it!"
The ghost glanced up at him, then the immortals, waiting ahead. "You want the women messing with your hair? Is that it?"
He closed his eyes, counting to ten. To a hundred would not erase this embarrassment. "No." When he beheld Six, the man had the discourtesy to smirk. "Don't look at me in that tone of voice."
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Kayelle Allen writes Sci Fi with misbehaving robots, mythic heroes, role playing immortal gamers, and warriors who purr. She's a US Navy veteran and has been married so long she's tenured.
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