Linda K. Hopkins lives in Calgary, Canada, with her husband and two great kids. When she's not writing, she's usually reading (a great pastime when you are trapped in a snowbound landscape eight months of the year!), tinkering on the piano or just living life!
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I was able to interrogate Linda and this is what she shared:
What part of writing do you find the most challenging? most enjoyable? I have a very active imagination, I love imagining the way different scenes will play out. The most challenging aspect for me is finding enough time to get those scenes out of my head and onto paper.
If you weren’t an author, what would you expend your passion on? Travel - physically if I'm able, and through books when I'm not.
What is a trait, characteristic, feature, quality, attribute, idiosyncrasy, mannerism, peculiarity, or quirk that is unique to you? I am very single-minded! When I set myself a target, I get very annoyed at anything that gets in the way of me meeting my goal!
Do you prefer to go to the theater or wait for the DVD? DVD
What is your favorite flavor of ice cream? Cappuccino
What is your favorite summer activity? Road trips
What types or genres of books do you like to read?
Historical fiction, historical non-fiction, fantasy, romance, paranormal, classics
What is your biggest weakness? Salt-water taffy
Are you more likely to wear a skirt or pants? Skirt
When shopping at the Mall, which type of store is more apt to tempt you?
Bookstore Me too!:-)
Night or Day?
Pierced or not? Not
Homebody or social butterfly? Homebody Me too!
Thank you for answering my questions! :-)
As she watched the mighty beast before her, the dragon bent its neck into a graceful arch downward, bringing its face closer to Keira’s eye level, its golden cat-like eyes watching her intently. Keira quelled the desire to step back, instead keeping her feet firmly planted as she continued to gaze at the dragon.
“Why did you take me?” she finally asked, shuddering at the thought of what might have been. She lifted her hand to her cheek, feeling the sting of scratches scored down her face. A flash of sharp teeth made her draw in her breath as the dragon replied with a growl.
“I’m sorry Keira,” it said. “I should have been there sooner. When I think of what that boy was about to do …” The dragon stopped and pulled in a breath. “I shouldn’t have left him alive!”
Keira trembled at the thought. “But why?” she said. “What does it matter to you?”
The dragon stared at her for a long moment, until finally it breathed out a sigh, sending sparks flaring from its nostrils. “Come closer, Keira,” it said.
Keira hesitated, wondering what the dragon intended to do with her.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” the dragon said.
She looked at the mighty beast before her and suppressed a shudder. Its claws rested on the ground, razor-sharp and menacing. She could see its pointed teeth and knew that it could rip her to shreds in an instant, or burn her to a crisp with one hot breath. One swipe of its massive tail could send her flying through the air, or leave her broken on the ground. Keira knew that the dragon could wield mighty power with barely any effort, striking fear into the hearts of many brave men. But as she looked at the dragon, gazing into eyes that blazed like the fire it breathed, she felt her fears slowly melt away.
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