Amber Hart is the author of Before You and Until You Find Me. She grew up in Orlando, Florida, and Atlanta, Georgia, and now resides on the Florida coastline with her family. When not reading, she can be found writing, daydreaming, or dipping her toes in the sand.
She let me question her and this is what she shared:
What part of writing do you find the most challenging? Most enjoyable? Hi! Thanks for having me on the blog!!
The most challenging part of writing is bringing the characters through personal growth. Watching them struggle and then seeing them overcome. It is also, perhaps, the most enjoyable.
What should we know about your book? Until You Find Me is set in the treacherous African rain forest, and is about the daughter of a conservationist who follows a set of chilling messages left behind by her father, and falls—unbeknownst to her—for the heir to a powerful poaching empire. Raven, a college student from Michigan, is displaced in the jungle, but soon learns that she will have to rely on a native rugged hunter, Jospin, to show her the ways of the trees. Both Raven and Jospin, told in dual POV’s, get more than they bargained for.
If you weren’t an author, what would you expend your passion on? Drawing, painting, maybe reading and book blogging J Something artistic and fun.
Hardback, paperback, ebook or audio book? #1 choice for me is hardback. I find that they last the longest. And I’m not one to get rid of my books.
Are you more likely to wear a skirt or pants? I wear both equally.
What is your least favorite chore? Laundry. Never. Ending.
Favorite T. V. show? Celebrity? Friends!! I adore that show.
How do you feel about football? Do you have a favorite team? I don’t watch it, though I was surrounded by it constantly growing up. It was a staple on our TV.
What is your favorite fall beverage? Hot tea. I love snuggling up with a good book and some hot tea. Though, honestly, that’s a rarity for me because I live in FL and it’s almost always hot.
What are you most thankful for? Family.
Do you suffer from Black Friday Madness? Never.
What is your favorite or least favorite item on your holiday menu? Holidays in general are my favorite! The small of gingerbread and fall/winter candles burning. Decorating the Christmas tree (we do that in my family). Festivities with friends and loved ones. All of it. And books, of course.
On a scale of 1-10, (1 being a Charlie Brown Christmas tree and nothing else and a 10 being overdone like the National Lampoon’s Griswold family) How far do you go when decorating for the holidays? Maybe 5. We keep it simple, but fun.
Thank you for letting me interrogate you! Thank YOU! You are welcome back anytime!
By: Amber Hart
Releasing November 11th, 2014
Amber Hart pushes contemporary romance to its wildest limits in this heart-pounding novel, the story of a girl who travels to Africa to protect the legacy of one man . . . and stays for the love of another.
Raven Moore, a twenty-year-old college student from Michigan, feels out of place in the beautiful, treacherous jungles of Cameroon, staying in the habitat where her father gave his life to help protect endangered gorillas. He left home years ago; now Raven refuses to return home until she unravels the truth about his last days.
Raven certainly doesn’t count on crossing paths with a handsome young hunter—especially one as charismatic and intense as Jospin Tondjii. Instantly, she’s hooked. But Jospin is hiding a dark truth: He is the heir to a powerful poaching empire, part of a ruthless black market that is responsible for the dwindling gorilla population.
Their fathers may have been enemies, but Raven and Jospin forge a bond that goes beyond blood, a relationship that is tested as Raven draws closer to the source of her father’s death. Can she and Jospin bear the weight of the secrets of the wild—and the secrets of their pasts? Or will the rain forest destroy them both?
Excerpt 7 (From Chapter Three)
I think about him as I walk quietly into Heart for Habitat. The guy with skin the color of ebony, with eyes that so easily read me. Wide nose. Rounded, strong cheekbones. A full, broad mouth. His confident jaw. The way his lips moved when he talked, twisting upward as if I amused him. Thinking of Jospin makes my skin stain the color of roses. Makes every nerve ending fire. His face, his face, his face . . .
I hurry to my room and hide my newly made weapons under the bed, behind the green curtain of the bed skirt. I take a moment to look at Jospin’s dagger. Serrated on both sides. The hilt is also metal but intricately carved with swirls. I run a finger over the center, where a dark jewel sits. I wonder what my friends would think. I wonder what Mama would think of me holding a dagger.
He made this?
I grab a pair of jeans off the shelf. Tuck the dagger between folds of fabric. Slide that under the bed too.
I doubt anyone from the habitat will know. I clean my own room. I don’t see any reason why anyone would check under my bed, and with only a small number of workers at the habitat, it’s easy to go unnoticed most of the time. The majority of the volunteers work diligently. I’ve only met a few. Too much to do and not enough hands. Unfortunately, that also means that they are more like family. Close-knit. All eating dinner together. Checking on me once a day, which is the most time they have to spare.
I don’t really know any of them yet—not even Chloe, who worked closely with my father—but they leave treats on the table outside my door to let me know that they’ve stopped by. A candy. A Coke. American things they think I’ll like. Some of them are from the States, but most are African.
I suspect they want me to be like Dad. Fun. Outgoing. Happy. But I am nothing like him, though I think I once was.
The floor is cool beneath my legs and so I sit there a few minutes longer. Air-conditioning is nonexistent here; there’s nothing but the wind and a few fans to keep the temperature down. Funding—all of it private—only allows for so many luxuries in the jungle. I run my fingers through my hair and wipe the sweat from my neck. I pretend that each second that passes can take with it one of my many regrets.
You should have come sooner.
You should have asked Dad more questions.
You shouldn’t have loved him so much.
Advance praise for Until You Find Me
“If you think the jungle is hot and dangerous, wait until you meet Jospin. He and Raven turn up the heat to scorching and burn the jungle down!”—Lisa Desrochers, USA Today bestselling author of A Little Too Far
“A beautiful, unconventional story that takes you to the jungles of Africa to fall in love, Until You Find Me contains the perfect balance of angst, thrills, and page-turning appeal.”—K.A. Tucker, USA Today bestselling author of Ten Tiny Breaths
“Wonderfully unique and utterly unputdownable, Until You Find Me is a breath of fresh air. Each page is sexier than the one before.”—Lauren Layne, author of Isn’t She Lovely
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I love the colors on the cover. It really stands out!
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yes the cover is wonderfully done... i do hope there is an happy end and that Jospin does not share his father "passion/job"ReplyDelete
Thank you for hosting today! Great Interview!ReplyDelete
Thanks for this great interview and the excerpt.ReplyDelete
I always wanted to travel and visit the rainforests but I think I'd be too much of a wuss with all the animals and spiders and stuff. This sounds interesting to me so I'll add it to my list. :)ReplyDelete