We're delighted to have you at The Hat Party, Lilah Suzanne! Please don your best hat and let's get this party started!
Describe your style in 3 ½ words.
Comfortable. Fun. Whimsical. Whatev.
If you could go back to any point in your timeline to encourage yourself, when would you go and what would you say?
I’d go to when I was right out of high school and encourage myself to take those chances I was afraid to. You only get one shot at being young and reckless.
A genre-specific virus has attacked you, rendering you INCAPABLE of writing your chosen genre. What do you do now?!
I’m versatile. I could write humor or YA or kid’s books or even horror if I really put my mind to it.
Describe yourself using song lyrics.
Was hypnotized by a strange delight. (Lilac Wine, Jeff Buckley)
Do you think you’d fare better against feral vampires or zombies?
Zombies. They’re slow and dumb. Easy.
You have 200 words—Make. Me. Swoon. (PLEASE!)
It’s days like this when Benji is constantly affectionate that Simon loves most. His hand on the small of Simon’s back as they brush their teeth side by side. A lingering drag of fingertips on his stomach as Simon reaches for a glass in the high cabinet and Benji flips pancakes on the stove. A kiss goodbye in the doorway that lingers on a heartbeat too long, presses more insistent, the brush of his tongue a promise for more. They meet for lunch and their elbows bump, knees knock, ankles nudge. Benji’s smile is for him alone, his eyes sharp and clear in their intent. He’ll send a text as the day is winding down, subtle in the way that Benji never really is: You look so hot today it’s making me crazy. Simon will shake his head and laugh and squirm at his desk with heat coiling in his belly. On the ride home they sit crammed together hip to hip, Benji’s arm behind Simon’s shoulders, his fingers stroking the nape of Simon’s neck as the train car rattles and shakes and hurtles forward. At home, on days like this, he falls into Benji’s body as easy as breathing.
What is your most irrational fear and what makes you inexplicably happy?
I have an irrational fear of tsunamis, despite not living close enough to the ocean for it to really be an issue at all. And I can be anywhere doing anything, if I see a dog I’m always thrilled. Always.
Be honest. Be TOTALLY honest. How’s your handwriting?
Terrible. Just dreadful.
Worst mistake you’ve made in your career and what you’ve learned from it?
Giving up. I’ve learned that the only thing standing in my way is my own self-doubt.
And finally, for THE most important question of all: what kinds of dachshunds are the BEST kinds of dachshunds?
I like the ones with the long hair, so glamorous!
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As writer of the popular “Ask Eros” advice column, Simon Beck has an answer to every relationship question his readers can throw at him. When it comes to his own life, the answers are a little more elusive—until computer troubles introduce him to the newest and cutest member of his company’s IT support team. Simon may be charmed by Benji’s sweet and unassuming manner, but will he find the answer to the one relationship question he has never been able to solve: how to know when he’s met Mr. Right?
“How about you? Did you always want to be a writer?”
“Yeah. I think I did.” He finally gives up on work completely and closes the laptop. “I mean. I guess what I write about is kind of pointless, but I wanted to be a poet once upon a time, so I guess it could be even more pointless,” he jokes.
Benji’s eyebrows knot. “It’s not. Why would it be pointless?”
Simon gives a humorless laugh. “I mean, I write a sex column for women. Not exactly moving prose or hard-hitting journalism.”
Benji scoots over little on the desk, sitting with his legs so close to where Simon is sitting low in his chair that he can smell Benji’s crisp laundry detergent and citrusy soap. He suddenly has to fight the urge to move a fraction to the left, press his nose to the inside seam of Benji’s jeans and breathe him in.
“You listen to people. You remind them that they’re valuable and worthy of love and respect. How is that not important?” Simon is struck speechless, chest tight and breath caught. Then Benji claps him on the shoulder and hops off the desk. “Come on. Let’s go have lunch.”
Available from: Interlude Press | Amazon
Available from: Interlude Press | Amazon
*What inspired you to write Spice?
I wanted to write a romcom, but take a different approach in some ways. More modern, more honest, and with a relationship that I could really settle into and explore the ups and downs.
*Is there anything special you’d like us to know about your book?
It was such a joy to write. I think that comes through in the story.
*What are your hopes for this title?I hope readers get what I’m trying to do, with the humor and heart of it. I hope they fall in love with the characters as much as I have.
About the Author: Lilah Suzanne has been writing actively since the sixth grade, when a literary magazine published her essay about an uncle who lost his life to AIDS. A freelance writer, she also authored a children’s book and has a devoted following in the online fan community.
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