Tuesday, March 22, 2016

INTERVIEW: Moriah Gemel plus #Giveaway! #mmromance #urbanfantasy

Hello Moriah and welcome to The Hat Party! <3 Thank you so much for subjecting yourself to the RANDOMNESS that is a Raine O'Tierney interview! Please don your best hat, and let's get started!

Tell us about a time you were done a great kindness.
One time, I was in a real bind financially, and my husband and I were about to lose our car and we were struggling to make rent and our bills, and a bunch of my friends got together and raised enough money to pay for my car. I got to keep it because of them, we just needed that little boost to help.

You’ve been given the opportunity to go back in time and give your 13-year-old self a message. What do you say?
Be strong. You will go through worse things than you can imagine, but you will come out the other side.

So, you were editing along and zombies attack. And they are on fire! What do you do?
I'd grab the fire extinguisher first, because I don't want them setting my house on fire! I'll grab my husband to deal with the zombies once they're not on fire.

Describe yourself using a literary quote.
A marriage is always made up of two people who are prepared to swear that only the other one snores.” 

You have 200 words—Make. Me. Swoon. (PLEASE!)
Kael takes Leo's hand and pulls him in.

“What do you want?” Kael asks.

Leo breathes deeply, and considers. What does he want from Kael? Everything. But that's too much to ask. So he looks at Kael's face, and tries to read what he might offer. He looks open, ready, focused on Leo entirely. He licks his lips, and Leo stares. He knows what he wants.

“A kiss?” Leo suggests.

Kael leans in an obliges. His lips are soft, and he breathes the taste of coffee over Leo's mouth. He starts slowly, just a press of lips, but then his lips move, taking Leo's lips along with them. Their mouths open and they seal together, and Kael's hands take Leo around the hips and pull him in. Leo's back arches into Kael's body, and Kael deepens the kiss, slipping his tongue into Leo's mouth. Leo holds back a groan and tries to reciprocate with as much style, but he feels breathless and hopeless under Kael's body.

Slowly, Kael pulls back and smiles. “Anything else?”

Leo nods. “I think I need a moment. But then...again?”

Kael presses their foreheads together. “Anything.”

What makes you inexplicably happy?
French onion dip. I don't know what about the taste of it makes me so happy, but it's just my favorite thing in the whole wide world. The coolness of it against the saltiness of a chip, just—ugh, I can't explain how amazing that is to me.

Sing us a song!
I don't have a microphone on this computer! I willingly would, though, I was a trained singer all through high school and college.

What one food item do you consider to be your arch nemesis?
Mushrooms. I'm intolerant. They make my stomach feel like shattered glass.

Biggest mistake you’ve made in your writing adventure and what you’ve learned from it.
Not editing. Posting a story without even looking at it. Not good, there are always so many mistakes.

And finally, for THE most important question of all: what kinds of dachshunds are the BEST kinds of dachshunds?
The kind that are in my lap, getting pets and cuddling me.

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Author Name: Moriah Gemel
Book Name: Ceílí
Release Date: March 17, 2016
Pages or Words: 200 pages
Categories: Contemporary, Fantasy, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance, Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Interlude Press
Cover Artist: Design – CB Messer, Cover art by Ari McFarland

The Los Angeles music scene has not been kind to Devon Caelin. He struggles to fit in and has a streak of bad luck the length of the Sunset Strip. One rare rainy night, he drowns his sorrows from bar-to-bar, until he stumbles into an alley club called Céilí. He discovers that it’s home to a small community of mystical people making their way in the human world, and that he found it only because he is Fae himself. With mentoring from the pub’s proprietor, Eldan—a powerful Fae Lord protecting his kind in the city—Devon unearths his past and discovers his magical abilities. His life appears to be back on track—until a member of the Faerie Court is murdered and the secret of their world is threatened to be revealed.

“This is where we’ll do the spell,” Eldan says. “I can open the channel easily enough, but I’d like you to assist in keeping it open. Stand behind me when I tell you to, and put your hands on my shoulders. If we’re compatible, I’ll be able to take some of your energy to bolster mine, just enough to maintain a stronger connection than I would on my own, all right? You might get a little dizzy, but I promise you’ll be okay.”
“I’m not afraid, Eldan.” Devon is excited to see this magic performed, to see the Queens. What will they be like, these women that Eldan is wary to speak of?
“No. You aren’t, are you?” Eldan smiles. “Well. Best get on with it then. Stand nearby, please?”
Devon settles himself just behind Eldan, and Eldan nods. Then, he pulls a little vial from his pocket and shakes it.
“Here we go.”
He uncorks the bottle, and Devon smells something almost metallic. Eldan walks to the first corner of the table, to the right, and pours a drop of whatever’s inside the vial over the little pile of dirt.
Cré.” His hand hovers over the bowl, and the dirt spreads and forms a flat plane under his palm. Eldan smiles and walks on.
He walks to the back right of the table and pours a drop into the empty bowl. “Aer,” he says and his hand hovers. The bowl trembles, and the dust motes in the air within it coalesce and spin. He walks on.
The third bowl holds sticks, and Eldan pours the liquid on them before hovering his hand, causing them to burst into flames. “Tine.” Devon can’t help but push his breath out and shake his head. This is cool. All this magic, it’s really real. He thought it was a story for children, but magic is real, and he’s a part of it. He never thought much about fairytales but now he wishes he had, because it would make this moment so much better.
Finally, Eldan pours into the fourth bowl, filled with water, and his hand hovering creates little waves that splash on the sides of the bowl gently, as though upset. “Uisce,” he says and then he walks on.
He circles the table counter-clockwise three times and, when he reaches the head of the table once more, he nods to Devon. “Now.”
Devon steps up as Eldan turns away and puts his hands on Eldan’s slim, strong shoulders. Immediately, his palms tingle, as Eldan waves a hand. The mirror in the center of the table stands up, reflecting them. Eldan presses a palm to the center of it.
Oscailt agus a léiriú,” Eldan says. Devon wishes he knew what the hell he was saying, but it’s pretty, in any case. Celtic? Gaelic? Something. “Na Ríona I Talún Samhraidh.”
The mirror clouds, and Devon licks his lips and stands on his tiptoes to see over Eldan’s shoulder. Nothing happens, though, for long moments, in which Eldan’s breathing comes quick and loud. Devon squeezes his shoulders, and Eldan whimpers faintly. But he slows down, and Devon keeps squeezing, staring at what he can see of Eldan’s face, staring at the delicate line of his jaw, his high cheekbone, the flutter of an eyelash, the jut of his nose, which is freckled and fair.
But then the clouds part, and there they are.


*What inspired you to write Ceili?
It was a Tumblr post. It started with a picture, and then discussion of Fae happened, and one of the main characters happened in my head, and the story kind of happened around him. It started as a fan work, and eventually I transformed it into the book you see today.

*Is there anything special you’d like us to know about your book?
It means a lot to me, and I did my best to make it true to life, diverse, and meaningful, even if it's fantasy.

*What are your hopes for this title?
I just want people to like it, frankly. I don't need it to go far, I just want it to affect the people that do read it.

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Meet the author:

Moriah Gemel has developed a dedicated following for her realistic, sexually-charged stories over twelve years in online fan communities. Moriah is passionate about diversity in fiction, as well as realistic depictions of BDSM and sex education. Her first novel, Load the Dice, was published as a serial in ten parts. Céilí is her second novel. She lives with her husband, young son, and two cats.

Where to find the author:
Twitter: @moriahgemel

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  1. Thank you for having me today! It was a blast.

    1. Absolutely, Sweetness! You are welcome back ANY time! <3