It’s rare that I would interview someone who hasn’t even published a book, but I was recently fascinated to meet an author whose work is ongoing and whom seems to have a passion for storytelling. I decided that it was worth sharing with you a little of that passion in advance of the book’s end.
Welcome to an Interview with…Heather Powers
Heather Powers is a happily married mother of three and three fur-kids. She is working on her debut fantasy novel, tentatively called Dream-catcher. She lives in a little town in Ohio not too far from where she grew up. She is an avid bookworm who is always found with her Kindle or a book in hand. In her spare time, she is maintains her book review blog Earth’s Book Nook and is a freelance writing assistant currently working with critically acclaimed romance author, Rebecca Sinclair. Her favorite genres to read are urban fantasy, epic fantasy, paranormal/paranormal romance, mysteries/thrillers, horror and anything else that draws her into the story in the first 5 chapters.
You can find her at the following social media sites.
Author of a book in progress called Working title Dream-catcher, may change once the book is finished
A brief synopsis.
Elizabeth Darrow is gifted with the ability to take supernatural powers from her dreams and use them in her waking life. She finds herself caught in one particular dream and is thrown into a life changing spiritual journey through another world, the one in her dreams. She soon finds out that the gifts she gains in her dreams are more than she ever imagined. She also found out the person she thought she was isn’t who she really is.
Joining her on her journey are several companion among them a shapeshifter, a rogue mage, a high priestess, a forest clan leader, and a dwarf. Twist and turns abound in this thinking fantasy.
What made you decide to Start writing this book?
It’s been playing in my mind now for about 4 years. It started as a few pages and has evolved ever since.
Where did the title come from?
It popped into my head one day. I think the title will change as the story evolves further.
Have you ever tried to write before and if so was it in this genre?
I’ve written since I was 12 years old. My first medium was poetry and that is still my favorite.
What or who was your inspiration to write, and when did you start?
My own spiritual experiences and various dreams that I have had. Nature, animals, kids are all inspirations to me. How does a butterfly fly? By instinct. That is how I write
What will be your destination to publishing? ie Will you self publish or wait for a traditional Publisher.
Self publishing or indie publishing
Do you have a website to share?
www.earthwindwalker.blogspot.com
Any links to the book and it’s progress
None at this time. I’m in my 1st draft.
Please feel free to share an excerpt.
The story starts with a dream…not a simple dream. Dreams never are. They seem simple on the outside until you follow the corridors to some unknown answer. I feel like I’m in a fairy tale where the only one who knows an answer is some witch in some old cave who speaks in riddles. I hate riddles. They dance around in your brain and taunt you with their secrets. So begins my story. My life has always been strange and different. My dreams are always popping up when I don’t want them to. But when they do, they replay until I decide to write them down or do something about it. Some people would call me a precog. I just call it my gift. Sometimes it’s a curse. You see my dreams give me gifts, different talents and I have no idea where they come from. This will lead me on a journey that twists and turns in ways I can’t even begin to imagine……
My story begins with a recurring dream. In this particular dream I am the “heroine”. I don’t know what my name is but I’m sure it will come to me. Sometimes I wonder if my dreams show my past lives. The reason is I have them in sequences. Once the dream manifests it keep popping in and out of my consciousness. So in my dream I find myself walking to a house. This house looks like a museum, the kind of house that wealthy people own. How I can walk up there without tripping any alarms is a mystery to me. But I must be expected. Why else would I be here? The door opens up to show me a stiff butler. He’s the kind that will turn his nose up at the lower class. I hate that kind. He motions for me to enter and I find myself in a parlor one that looks like it hasn’t been updated since the 1900s, flowered wallpaper prevails. A lady in a victorian dress is sitting there waiting for me, drinking tea. She motions for me to sit down.
She said, “I have need of your services.”
“What services?'”
” Your unique abilities of course.”
” I’m not for hire.”
“Oh everyone is for the right price.What’s your price?”
She seemed to know my special talent and that scared me. I don’t make it public as a general rule. That sort of gift ends you in a mental health facility.
I said, “My price is to know answers. “Why am I gifted with this ability?”
“Oh this is a fork in your path to knowledge.I need your abilities to find my son who was taken.”
I didn’t like the sound of this at all. It seemed very dangerous and secretive. I said, “By whom?”
“It’s a secret organization that causes things to happen.They are known for their insatible desire to gain power by whatever means necessary. It extends beyond this world and threatens to destroy all worlds linked to this one.”
“What do you mean by other worlds??? I am only aware of this one.”
She laughed musically and my vision wavered for a minute and I glimpsed a radiant white light surrounding her. Her face was beautiful porcelain, pink lips perfectly shaped. Her ears were pointed. I blinked and her features reverted back to the grandmotherly look. She said, “Really my dear, is that the truth, because your eyes show me something different. If you are only aware of this world, explain your dreams to me. And your special abilities.”
“Why me? I’m sure there are other people who are better suited to this job. Perhaps you should look into other worlds to find that person.”
“Let’s just say, you are the only one who I would trust for this job.”
“How can you trust me? You don’t even know me.”
“Oh my dear, I do know you more than you know yourself. But there is no time to speak of that right now.”
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Thanks for the interview opportunity David:)
Pleased to make your acquaintance:)
You’re very welcome. A delight to meet you too and I wish you very good luck. x