Author Interview
Did you ever think you'd be a
published author?
Yes. It's been my dream since
I was in 2nd grade.
What are you working on
currently?
-Title : Betray, Book 3 in
the Delaney's Gift Series
-Date of Release: End of
November/beginning of December
Do you ever write characters
you hate?
Of course. Those are fun! I hated Sonya from
Tripping Me Up, and Killian from the Delaney's Gift series. I also hated
Tripp's dad from Tripping Me Up, and Jon from Winning Me Over. It helps to
connect to the main character if you loathe one of their enemies.
Who is your favorite
character that you've written?
It's a tie between Sam from
the Delaney's Gift series and Colt from Winning Me Over. I love both of those
boys so much!
What was your first published
book? How do you feel about it now?
Prowl was my first published book. I like
Prowl, but it's probably my least favorite book. I know that I've grown so much
as an author, so I feel it's a little weak. But the storyline is one I really
connected with, and it's probably my scariest book, so that's fun.
Where do you get the ideas
for your books?
Everywhere. Sometimes an idea
hits me in my sleep, sometimes during a conversation or while I'm reading a
book or watching a movie. Other times I see or overhear something that sparks
an idea.
Were there any scenes in them
that were difficult for you to write?
Yes. Many. In Tripping Me Up,
there were some scenes with his dad that were difficult. In Winning Me Over, my
heart broke for Colt a couple of times. But the hardest book for me to write
was ENGRAVED. The main character, Amy, has a past that mirrors my own and some
of the scenes I ripped straight from my life. That was very therapeutic but
also very hard.
Do you have a favorite genre
to write?
I love writing contemporary
romance, but I also love writing suspense, so I think it's a tie.
Is there a type of genre you
refuse to write?
Yes. Erotica. I will never
write that.
Do you prefer your books in
print or e-book format?
I never thought I'd say this,
but I love ebooks. They are just so convenient. However, there really is no
better feeling than holding your paperback book in your hand.
What are you currently
reading?
Finding Cinderella by Colleen
Hoover
Author Bio
Amber Garza is the author of
Young Adult paranormal and contemporary romance. She has had a passion for
writing since she was a little girl, making books out of notebook paper and
staples. Amber lives in California with her amazing husband and two hilarious
children who provide her with enough material to keep her writing for years.
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Excerpts
#1
"What's up? You didn't
get enough of me earlier?"
"Nope. Not at all,"
I say honestly.
"It's the tongue bar,
isn't it?"
"You got me."
"Uh oh. So does this
mean I have to worry about you mauling me at work to get another taste of it?
Because I have to warn you that I take my job very seriously."
"Says the guy who chased
me around with a towel on his first day."
"I really think that
says more about your training technique than my work ethic."
I giggle, so happy that we
are bantering like this. "I hardly think that's true."
"Either way, I'm happy
to give you a sampling of my tongue bar when you pick me up in the
morning."
#2
I shouldn’t want this. Not
now. Not when she’s so upset. But when she peers up at me, her colorful hair
falling into her face, I see the same longing reflected in her eyes. She parts
her lips slightly, bright lipstick smeared across them. Black mascara rakes
down her pale cheeks and her eyes are red. Yet she still looks so pretty to me.
I graze her cheek with the back of my hand, honing in on how her soft skin
feels on my knuckles. Tuning out every thought and every sound around us, I
trail my fingers over her moist cheeks, down her chin and over her lips. I want
to be in this moment, to savor every second. This has never happened to me
before, and I don’t ever want to forget it. When this ends, I want to be able
to close my eyes and imagine this day over and over again. I memorize every
ridge, bump and nuance of Paige’s skin, the way it feels on the pads of my
fingers. Her eyelids flutter and I take a mental photograph of her face in this
very instant, tucking it away for later. Her lips purse. I swallow thickly. My
hand is curved around her throat, and our lips our so close that if I move
forward an inch they will touch. I want nothing more. With my heart hammering
in my ears, I tilt my face downward. She angles hers upward ever so slightly.
In fact, it’s so subtle I hardly notice it. But I do, and I take it as an
invitation.
#3
“You really like ice cream,
huh?” Colt eyes me while I lick the ice cream swiftly to keep it from dripping
down the cone.
“Hmm mmm.” I take a bite out
of the cold sugary concoction. We are sitting at a table outside of Baskin
Robbins. The heat is sweltering even though we are in the shade, but it beats
sitting inside with a gazillion rowdy toddlers and their moms. No one else sits
out here. They aren’t crazy enough to endure these temperatures.
Colt leans forward, his
elbows propped on the table, his chocolate ice cream cone in his right hand. “I
gotta say I’m a little jealous of that mint ice cream now.” He waggles his
eyebrows. “Do you do everything with this much vigor?”
My body heats up. “Yes, I do
actually. Life is short, so I plan to enjoy every minute.” He leans back,
bringing the cone to his lips. When his tongue darts out of his mouth and
touches the ice cream, I can’t help but stare. His tongue bar glints in the
sunshine. So I was right. “You’re pretty wise, McAllistor. How old are you?”
“Hasn’t anyone told you that
you’re never supposed to ask a lady her age?” I wipe my sticky hand on a small
paper napkin.
“I’m not asking a lady. I’m
asking you.”
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