Welcome to M. Lathan's blog tour. Let's find out a little more about her.
1. Ever broken any bones?
No. Knock on wood.
2. What part of the writing process do you dread?
That part when you want to throw the computer at the wall.
Mostly, editing and seeing how blind I am to too/to, there/their, and of/off
errors. Then the part after I find those errors and delete the entire scene,
add a new one, only to have those errors reincarnate themselves.
3. If we were to come to your house for a meal, what would
you give us to eat?
Being from Louisiana, I think you guys would expect me to
make something epically Cajun. So, I’d probably do spicy red beans and rice.
(I’d throw the Zataran’s box away before you got there.)
4. If you could only
eat one food the rest of your life, what would it be?
Easy. French fries.
5. Best movie ever
made?
Talladega Nights, The Ballad of Ricky Bobby. Hands down.
BLURB:
Sixteen-year-old Leah
Grant has given up on being normal. She’d settle for stopping the voices in her
head, intrusive visions of the future, and better odds of making it to her
seventeenth birthday.
That’s the thing about
pretending to be human in a world where magic used to exist – at any moment,
her cover could be blown and she’ll be burned to death like the rest of the
witches.
Everything changes
when she loses control of her powers and flees the orphanage she grew up in.
She desperately wants to be invisible but finds her face plastered on every
news channel as humans panic over the possible resurgence of her kind. And now
the hunters won’t give up until they find her.
Making friends for
the first time in her life and falling in love with one of them drives her to
discover why she is unlike any being she’s ever met – human or otherwise. The
dangerous powers inside of her that would repel Nathan, her new, handsome
reason for living, are priceless to some. The locked up forever kind of
priceless. And to others, they are too dangerous to allow her to live.
Let’s hope she can
stay hidden.
Excerpt
Sienna snatched last week’s Chemistry test from my desk. I
hadn’t turned it over. I knew it was a D minus.
She cackled and passed it around.
“Leah, you would think someone who spends most of her time alone
would have better grades,” she said. Her birds laughed on cue. “What do you do
all day? Obviously not study.” She gasped slowly like she’d gotten a revelation
in that blonde head of hers. “You fantasize about us, don’t you? You probably
sleep in Whit’s old bed to feel close to her.”
Laughter spread around the room like an airborne disease. Disease.
I shivered. That was an intriguing thought; I could almost hear the sound their
bodies would make against the floor when it hit.
“Leah, come on. Say something. Scream at me, it’s been a while.
At least cry,” Sienna said, laughing and leaning into my desk, closer to
danger.
I didn’t cry. I never cry. And if I were going to, it wouldn’t
be because of Sienna. I had bigger problems. I’d just broken a promise I’d made
to God to not think about hurting His people, His children. And today was not
the day to piss Him off.
My old roommate, Whitney Nguyen, graciously returned my test as
she cackled with the rest of the birds. She liked the idea of me pining over
her, but she knew I didn’t spend my free time thinking about her or sleeping in
her old bed. After fourteen years of hard labor as my roommate, she’d given up
on being friends or me being remotely normal. The current theory to explain my
oddness was that I was in love with all of the girls and consumed by lust.
As long as they didn’t know it was magic.
AUTHOR INFORMATION:
M. Lathan lives in San Antonio with her husband and
mini-schnauzer. She enjoys writing and has a B.S. in Psych and a Masters in
Counseling. Her passion is a blend of her two interests – creating new worlds
and stocking them with crazy people. She enjoys reading anything with
interesting characters and writing in front of a window while asking rhetorical
questions … like her idol Carrie Bradshaw.
Links
Website: mlathan.com
Twitter: @hiddenseries
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