I finally released my first novella The Mermaid's Den as part of the fantastic Falling in Deep Collection that I've raved about. And in the midst of publishing, the gals from the collection asked a few questions about my book and my process. I wanted to share those questions and my answers here:
- What is your favorite mermaid story or myth?
I was never surrounded by literary mermaids when I was younger until Arielle came around. But that didn’t mean I didn’t dream of becoming one. I didn’t need traditional stories to know there was something out there.
- What was the inspiration for your mermaid novella?
Relationships are hard, and we sometimes make tough choices and keep secrets. I wanted to explore how this played out in a mermaid world.
- Cast your characters. If your novella was made into a movie, who would play your main characters?
Laura would be someone strong, but reserved if she needed to be. Someone like Odette Annable. Tom is tougher to cast. I’d need someone a little more rough around the edges and not your traditional Hollywood hottie. He should be sweet, not a knock out. Maybe Zach Pennix. Not he isn’t beautiful, but you have a tendency to see more than that.
- What was most challenging thing writing about mermaids?
It was tough to figure out the logistics of their world. How would Laura fit into life on land?
- Ursula or Ariel?
Neither. Give me a Laura any day. J
- What else should we know about your novella?
I can’t wait to bring you more of Laura’s story. Look for the next Lunarian Tail (hee hee)!
Short ExcerptI made my choice quickly and left in the middle of the night. I swam south, feeling the water warm slightly as I approached the Massachusetts coast. Familiar with the area from years of fishing there, I knew Southern Point and slid myself onto the rocks. I sat there in the cool, late-summer air, feeling the briskness of the sea breeze and a slight sting of the spray against my newly formed legs.
Developing legs was always a sensuous experience to me. I watched my scales turn from their bright, inky blue to a honey color as they bleached before my eyes. Then they slowly turned smooth moments before my ankles separated and my toes lost their webbing. I felt supple and exotic as a human. I held a mystery that no one else knew or shared.
Legs also reminded me of Diana. We would find a beach free of humans and lie together, kissing and touching in the sand as our bodies transitioned from mer to human. Our tails would slowly change from beautiful fins to strong, elegant legs.
Diana moved slowly with me. None of her rapid, curt movements existed in our meetings. Those motions belonged to her royal self, not the one we shared. With me she lingered in her own skin, her hands in mine, our lips caressing necks, shoulders, and breasts.
Our time together, our love, demanded privacy though. Lunarian queens were to remain celibate and focused on their tribe’s needs. Maybe that is why she found it so easy to send me to wed Minorius. Not only would it protect the tribe, but it removed me from her view. She wouldn’t need to create situations allowing her to spend time with me, nor would she need to remind me why we couldn’t be together. Instead, she could continue her life, her reign, further protected from a meaningless war and free from any temptation I may bring.
It may have helped that I left angrily. I think the memories faded quickly for that reason along. Regardless of why,as I embraced the human world, my new concerns, human concerns, took over. Looking human wasn’t the issue. Mer were created to blend in with humans in their environment, but we did not think the same way or follow the same rules.