Casey Keen Interview…

WELCOME, CASEY KEEN! 🙂

Hi 🙂

We interviewed the wonderful Casey Keen. Pour yourself a drink, kick back and relax with us! 🙂

THE INTERVIEW

 

1. When did you know that you wanted to be a writer? Was there a single moment of clarity or did the knowledge just creep up on you?

After I read my first paranormal romance book over a year ago, I felt the urge to write my own novel! Once I set my mind to it, I picked the setting (Savannah, GA) and everything fell into place after that.  

2. Tell us about your writing schedule. Do you write everyday? At the weekends? Or like me – whenever you get the chance?

Since I work full-time it’s challenging to find a lot of time to write. Mostly, I write on the weekends, unless I feel inspired late at night (which happens more than you think ha ha)!  

3. What inspires you?

Creativity and imagination! When I construct a new character, plot or conflict, I get super excited! I can’t wait to sit down and see what flows out! After I read my first Paranormal Romance series, I fell in love with the whimsical tone of this genre. Something about imaginary creatures, places and romance, sparked my dormant creativity and continues to tug at it!   4. Where did you get the idea for I’ll be Damned – how was it born?

I visit Savannah/Hilton head every year, so I thought Savannah would be the perfect setting for a paranormal book. This charming city dug itself a hole in my heart and I knew I needed to start here. Since I LOVE coffee, I decided that the main character should be a coffee shop owner. From there, ideas piled in my head – What should she be? What needs to happen? But for these developments, there wasn’t a clear starting point. Once I settled on the setting, everything else fell into place.  

5. If you could choose any book in the world to have written which one would it be and why?

I wouldn’t! I’m proud of my accomplishment and the ongoing, positive feedback from readers!  

6. If you could be any character from a book who would it be and why?

I would love to be the main character, Anna. First off, she lives in Savannah, GA and owns an awesome coffee shop! Besides that, she’s a kick-ass heroin in the making! During her journey of magical self-discovery, she makes some mistakes and at times, is scared – it’s her vulnerability that makes her so relatable.  

7. What advice would you give to other writers out there who are thinking of self publishing their work?

To all the aspiring writers out there – take a chance! If you want to write… sit down and do it! Don’t let your fear or people’s criticisms hold you back. You’re telling an amazing story, maybe even your own. Publishing your own work is a small legacy and it’s one of the most amazing accomplishments in the world!  

8.Okay some quick fire questions. Don’t think to hard just answer.  

Super Villain or Super hero?

Super Hero hands down!  

Spiders or snakes?

Snakes!

 

Coast or Inland?

Coast  

Hot Geek or Rock god?

HOT GREEK!  

Underwear or commando?

Underwear *blush*  

Edward Cullen or Lestat?

Cullen all the way!  

Phew! Okay that was fun! Thanks so much, Casey. Here’s some more about the lady…

About the Author:

I was born in Philadelphia, PA and grew up in the suburban outskirts of this amazing city. I love anything paranormal and/or supernatural – seriously I live in Philadelphia! For those of you who don’t know, this city is an awesomely haunted place! This healthy paranormal addiction has provided me the motivation to write my first book, “I’ll Be Damned.” I graduated from DrexelUniversity with a Bachelor’s Degree in Psychology and I’m currently working on the Anna Wolfe Series.

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7020153.Casey_Keen

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/casey.keen.752

Twitter https://twitter.com/AnnaWolfeSeries

Website: http://www.caseykeen.com/index.html

Casey Keen

 

 I’LL BE DAMNED (ANNA WOLFE #1)

BY CASEY KEEN

   I'll Be Damned (Anna Wolfe, #1)

Book Description:

A sister kidnapped. An impending war between Heaven and Hell looming around the corner. A Grand Witch who has no idea what she is. The Prince of Darkness’s obsession in claiming her. Two sinfully gorgeous men pulling her in two different directions. As the owner of the coffee shop Deja Brew in Savannah, Georgia, Anna thought her life was ordinary. That is until her sister is kidnapped by a demon, prompting two handsome men to march into her life unexpectedly. Valen, the sinfully gorgeous, overprotective werewolf who is Anna’s sworn guardian and Roman, the most handsome and powerful Warlock in the entire Netherworld. Suddenly, her world is stripped of everything she knows and replaced with frightening news about who she really is – a powerful Grand Witch. Now, it’s up to her to draw out her dormant magic, rescue her sister and stop an impending heavenly war threatening to eradicate the human race all while staying alive.

Excerpt:

It happens practically every night. My pleasant dreams take on a life of their own, morphing into terrifying nightmares. They are the tsunamis of the dream ocean, spinning me in their churning tides before thrusting me awake, whereupon I find myself drenched in a pool of sweat, and gasping for air. Abandoning my worry isn’t an option since a demonic element is the driving force behind them. It sounds crazy, but even as a child, a special darkness visited me in my dreams. Is it a warning? Or a threat? Your guess is as good as mine. They always began the exact same way – I’m being hurled into a pitch-black hole of nothingness. I open my sleepy eyes, allowing them time to adjust. Isolation surrounds me, reminding me how unprepared I am for this place. A dim, orange light cuts through the dark abyss like a blade. I squint, realizing it’s much further than it appears. I attempt to move my feet, but they stubbornly refuse. I try a second time, and manage to overcome the terror that is binding them. One step becomes two and I find myself walking at a cautious pace, listening for the faintest sound. I haven’t the slightest idea where I am, which makes me suspicious of everything. My nose wrinkles as I walk through a large pocket of air that reeks with an overpowering odor of burnt hair. I swing and wave my hands, hoping to break up the stench, but to no avail. What could be the source of such a rank smell? I’m not sure I want to know the answer. I quickly push the thought away. Curiosity can be dangerous when it comes between reality and panic. I tread delicately, hoping no one hears me. I don’t think I’m alone, and I find some comfort in the darkness. Whatever is with me is out of my sight, and therefore, out of my mind. I never thought I would find a cliché so helpful to me until now. I wrap my thoughts around it, mustering up the courage to carry on. The orange light grows, compelling me to pick up my pace. I glance at my surroundings, unsure of what I might find. The curved, dank walls and concrete blocks beneath my feet are bare, but fortunately, no revolting creatures dangle from the ceiling or slither past my feet, although I am thinking of them! Where the hell am I? Dreams have a funny way of camouflaging life’s problems, but this is ridiculous! A glint of light from the ashen wall catches my eye. I step closer to it, noticing how the curved cobbles gently mold my feet to their shapes. Small, rectangular stones that suggest their age goes well beyond the medieval era are arrayed in front of me. A dense tackiness catches the small granules of little dust motes that are reflected by the light here. Some kind of liquid begins to seep from one of the cracks in the stones, and I lower my head to inspect it. The crimson liquid slides sluggishly, like a snail, towards the ground. Leaning closer, I realize I’m staring at blood, and I gasp, jumping backwards. My heart thuds loudly in my chest as my adrenaline speeds through my veins like a racecar. My eyes skip around, noticing thousands of little red capillaries materializing all over the wall. An overwhelming paranoia that the tunnel will cave in torments my mind. I turn and dash towards the light, fueled by my distress. My lungs scream for air as I push myself further and faster than ever. The orange light surrounds a large opening. Skidding to a stop, I barely avoid falling over the ledge at the cave’s entrance. I stare out at a fiery, scarlet landscape that appears infinite, and sends me a menacing warning. I lean forward when a wall of intense heat slugs me in the face, forcing me backwards a few inches. The air is dense, and it’s hard to catch my breath. Sweat beads on my brow, evaporating before I can wipe it away. I scan the ravaged scenery, watching pillars of fire erupt from the ground before disappearing into the onyx sky, rimmed in red. A chain of mountains with jagged cliffs, emerge straight up from the bloodshot dirt. Floating objects I don’t wish to know about, travel in an orbit, weaving in and out through the rough terrain. I’m in a completely different world. My terror lingers, refusing to go away. A raging river of lava slices through the valley, determined to leave its own mark in the middle of this inferno. I stroll down a steep trail that leads directly to the unusual river. I stop long before reaching its banks, and gradually inch my way closer. My eyes drift over to the whirling mass of disturbing beauty. Deep shades of red and orange mesh with each other, creating a horrid kaleidoscope of angry colors. Flashes of distorted images of my family and friends bob in and out of the blazing lava. I watch in horror as the greedy river of fire consumes them without remorse. Despite my attempts to reach in, my hand snaps back after feeling the agonizing heat. I step backwards, staring in numb bewilderment. I know I’m dreaming, but it doesn’t lessen my anxiety. My back slams into something solid and unyielding. Long, crooked fingers wrap around the tops of my tiny shoulders like spiders. Suffering and emptiness engulf me. My heart pounds like a hammer as my limbs melt into rubber. The hands squeeze me hard, sending excruciating pain throughout my entire back. The snapping of my shoulders, cracking like glass, shatters the unbearable stillness.

I’LL BE DAMNED BOOK TRAILER:

BUY LINKS:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Damned-Anna-Wolfe-Series-Volume/dp/1483974774/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1375097716&sr=8-1&keywords=casey+keen

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/300131

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/ill-be-damned-casey-keen/1114910833?ean=2940016303505

Sony-Reader Store: https://ebookstore.sony.com/ebook/casey-keen/i-ll-be-damned/_/R-400000000000000992526

Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/books/Ill-Be-Damned/s7S2g-hoOkq7YkklyJE96Q

And also available at the iTunes/iBookstore

Thanks for stopping by, Casey! 🙂

About amoscassidy

Hello, we're Amos Cassidy, a pair of budding writers with imaginations that won't quit and a bunch of stories waiting to be told. So we write, one tale at a time. Come peek into our heads, yeah, its a little cluttered but by no means boring. We hope you enjoy your visit. Amos Cassidy

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