Welcome, Linda Mooney

Good morning, Linda. Welcome to From the Pages. I’m so glad you stopped by today. My Strength, My Power, My Love released this month from Whiskey Creek Press Torrid. I’m excited to hear about it, and chat with you, so why don’t we get started?

Where do you write?

After son #1 moved out, I moved son #2 into his bedroom and took the smaller one for myself, and turned it into my own office.

How long does it typically take you to finish a writing project?

For an approximately 60K novel, 3 months. Unless I go a tad overboard, and the book takes on a life of it's own. It could take a year, but that usually is because I put it aside to simmer for a while (and work on something else until I'm ready to go back to it).

Tell us a little bit about your book, please.

My March release from Whiskey Creek Press Torrid is called MY STRENGTH, MY POWER, MY LOVE. It's an erotic sci-fi romance novel. It's also a stand-alone.

Where did you get the idea for this story?

Sometimes I'll challenge myself to write a story where X can't happen because of Y. In other words, I put my hero and heroine in situations where they face obstacles of my own creation. And as I write the story, I try to figure a way out of the mess I made for myself. LOL! This is one of those instances.

Where do you see yourself in the future? Will you still be writing, or do you have a new adventure on the horizon?

I am in the middle of my 31st year of teaching. By next year I'll be able to retire with full benefits. Once I do that, I want to become a "full time" writer.

What kind of food do you like best?

Seafood! Followed closely by Chinese.

In the house—shoes or bare feet?

Bare feet!

You're in an Italian restaurant. What do you order?

seafood alfredo, or anything seafood with pasta

Do you have a pet?

A pug named Daisy, a cockatiel named Sweetie, and hubby has a tank and a pond of fish that I have to take care of when he's out of town.

Is there anything else you would like to share with us today?

Yes! I would like to tell you about my newest novel, MY STRENGTH, MY POWER, MY LOVE

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Blurb:

Once in every one million births, a child is born on Bellac with the Synergistic gene. These children are taken from their parents, raised, trained, and prepared for the day when they will find their Synergistic other half. For when that happens, an entirely new power is created—a power ready to protect and defend their home world.

Grey Dansis is a Synergian. She has reached that point in time when she must go forth to meet the others like herself and hopefully find the male who will become her life-long partner. There are nearly a dozen to choose from—strong, prime adult males who are ready to join the war as soon as they are united with their female halves.

Unfortunately Grey has secretly harbored a longing for Rowe Maine. But the man is five years her senior and considered long past acceptance. He is an Unmatched Synergian who has lost his chance to become one of the rare few empowered union mates. Now the man is a trainer and teacher at their special school.

It won’t be long, however, before their world is again attacked by marauders. The creatures bent on domination are a species the Synergians have never encountered before. And this time the creatures’ goal isn’t just to conquer Bellac, but to totally wipe the planet’s current population and its army of Synergians out of existence.

Grey has no idea that Rowe, the man she has long been in love with, is her fated other half. Or that the power that could come from their union would be the only force strong enough to save Bellac from complete annihilation.

They may never know because the law won't even let them touch.

Excerpt: (Rated G)

The temperature inside the ship was rapidly growing colder. Rowe’s suit kicked on the heat, and the gust of warm air going up his nose was enough to rouse him. He fought the fogginess and moved each limb slowly to check for any sign of broken bones or internal injuries. Gods, he hurt, but there wasn’t any sharp pain to let him know something wasn’t right.

His next thought was of Grey. He couldn’t sense anything from her, and fear reared its ugly head. Rowe panicked.

"Grey!"

He reached for the seat when his arms started drifting upward. It finally sunk in that they’d crashed, but somehow the flit had miraculously remained intact. At the moment they were hanging upside-down in their seats, held into place by the harness.

It was also pitch dark.

Rowe reached for the interior lights and flicked the switch. A barely perceptible blueish glow filled the cockpit. Unbuckling his harness, Rowe slowly slid out of his seat and eased onto the cockpit roof. In this position he could crawl underneath Grey and check her vitals.

His hands were trembling when he lifted her helmet to gaze at her face. A tiny amount of condensation fogged her faceplate from the inside. The knot inside his chest eased, allowing the tears to sting his eyes. She was alive. Thank all the heavens, she’d survived the crash.

"Grey, can you hear me?"

The crash must have severed communications. He grabbed her shoulders and gave her a little shake. Her head lolled back and forth, but she remained unresponsive. Bits of frost were starting to form inside her faceplate, which told him her suit wasn’t functioning properly. Unless he could fix it, she could freeze to death.

He glanced down at the instrument panel. The readouts were black. It was impossible to tell what, if anything, still worked. First things first, though. He had to get Grey out of her seat and into someplace warm.

He unhooked her from her harness and let her drop into his arms. There was no longer any need to watch where or how they touched. They’d crash landed gods knew where, and if they had any chance of surviving long enough to get back to Bellac, they needed to use any and all skills available to them, including the ones they had yet to discover as union mates.

Her left arm hung at an awkward angle. Lowering her to the roof, he carefully checked it from wrist to elbow. It was definitely broken. The bone in her lower arm moved unnaturally. He managed to scramble to the back of the ship and find the emergency aid kit. Taking the single small cuff, he slipped it over her arm before inflating it. The cuff would keep her arm rigid enough to allow the bone to knit. There was little else he could do for her until she gained consciousness.

This sounds like a great read, Linda. Thanks so much for visiting today!

Readers, Linda has generously offered a copy of My Strength, My Power, My Love to one lucky reader. All you’ve got to do to enter is leave a comment. One commenter will be chosen at random to receive a copy of Linda’s new book. Check back tomorrow to see if your name has been chosen!