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Saturday, July 2, 2011
Author Interview: Gail Koger
Whipped Cream is pleased to welcome Gail Koger, whose newest book The Nasty Vamp was released this month by Whispers Publishing. I asked her to tell us a little bit about the book.
All Bunny wanted was to be a normal girl whose biggest worry was what to wear to her twenty-first birthday party. She needed for a few hours to forget about her mother’s murder and the monsters that inhabit the night. With all her heart Bunny wished for a little romance, for a man who could make her forget the bloodshed and death. She longed for a prince charming who would sweep her off her feet and kiss her under the stars. Then fate kicked Bunny in the teeth and granted her wish.
Bunny’s perfect prince charming turned out to be a vampire. If she hadn’t been so blasted drunk she might have noticed his fangs a bit sooner. Not when they were buried in her neck and the super nova of orgasms was tearing through her.
Bunny had given her virginity to Ian McGregor, a master vampire who knew she would become a slayer on her twenty-first birthday. The bastard had deliberately lured her to his bed to take her powers. Only her Uncle Fester’s timely intervention saved her life.
Her dreams shattered and in a royal snit Bunny tracked McGregor down and blew up a garage full of his expensive antique automobiles. Big mistake! Who knew a Highland warrior that had been turned way back in 1186 would be so rabid about his cars?
Bunny certainly didn’t need Uncle Fester’s snarky comment that riling up a master vampire was about as smart as whacking on a hornet’s nest with a stick. You’re gonna get bit, repeatedly.
Gail started writing in 1985; she was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for the Glendale Police Department and she needed something to keep from going completely bonkers from the people who would call but who had no idea of what a real emergency was.
"Take this for an example," she said. "I answered, '9-1-1 emergency, what’s your emergency?' And this hysterical woman yelled, 'My bird is in a tree.' Sometimes I really couldn’t help myself, so I said, 'Birds have a tendency to do that, ma’am.' The woman screeched, 'No! You don’t understand. My pet parakeet is in the tree. I’ve just got to get him down.' Like I said, not a clue. 'I’m sorry ma’am, but we don’t get birds out of trees.' The woman then cried, 'But… What about my husband? He’s up there, too.' See what I had to deal with? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone, I took up writing."
To read more of her stories about being a dispatcher, check out the recent Spotlights she did on Whipped Cream.
Gail didn't always set out to write erotica. She started writing Just My Luck as a science fiction/romance, but the sex scenes just involved into something more.
"Talree penis is unique but it really gets the job done, if you know what I mean? Unfortunately, some readers were freaked out by the snake like member," she shared. "Go figure."
"What's the biggest public misconception about erotica?" I asked Gail.
"Everyone thinks it’s porn! It’s not porn; it’s romance with some hot sex scenes. Porn is what my neighbor and his current girlfriend do in their pool. Their screams get every dog in the neighbor howling. Just kill me now. Okay, I do pick up some pointers from their unusual sexual positions. Who knew the body could twist that way?"
Her own favorite author is Christine Feehan.
"I read to escape (the psychotic neighbors) and I love a good romance with a bit of a kick and an alpha male who’s on the scary side," she said. "Ya know, the big bad and the love of the right woman turns him into a big ole’ pussy cat, with teeth."
She judges her own writing by how she feels while she's writing.
"When I write a melt-your-panties sex scene I get turned on. If I’m not squirming, wet and desperate for a vibrator, then it’s not working," she explained. "I quit trying to lure men into my house after they called the police on me."
I asked her what her family thought about her writing.
"Wow! My mom would have a cow if she read any of my current books. My aunts and uncles think I’m a bit on the weird side. I mean who writes books about vampires, werewolves and dragons? Don’t even get them started on the sex thing. My sister, Linda, is the only one in the family who actually reads my books and gives me feedback on what works and what doesn’t."
On a personal note, I asked Gail, "Do you hate how you look in pictures?"
"Ewwwww. All those wrinkles! I know I earned everyone of them, but yikes. Scary! And it’s little depressing when the men running shrieking in the opposite direction. Aw c’mon, I got a bag over my head, what more do they want?
Gail's strangest habit is talking to herself.
"It’s a dispatcher thing," she claimed. "Okay, it’s also a sign of insanity, but we won’t go there."
"If you can be anyone you wanted," I wondered, "who would it be?"
"Hmmm. Oprah? Or Mother Theresa? Tough choice. Mother Theresa would never write hot sex scenes, so I’d have to pass on her. Now being Oprah would make getting published easy and marketing would be a breeze. Fame and fortune would be mine but then I’d have to deal with all those psychotic fans. Nah, too much trouble. I guess being me isn’t so bad."
Some things you may not know about Gail:
Her favorite food is German chocolate cake: "It's rich, filling, and full of nuts."
She lives in Arizona where sandals are worn all year, so painted toenails are a must. "Talon-like nails and hairy toes are not a fashion accessory."
"When you aren't writing," I asked, "what can you usually be found doing?"
"I troll the red light district looking for ideas. Okay, not really, I work two jobs to pay the bills. This economy sucks!"
"If you could wish for anything, what would it be?"
"World peace. Oh wait, that’s the Miss USA thing. I’d really love to go back to Australia and do the Great Barrier Reef and Ayers Rock."
Finally, I asked Gail what advice she would give to new writers.
"Never, ever give up. I’ve got stacks and stacks of rejection letters. I think every writer has a drawer full. Don’t let them stop you. Persistence is the name of the game. Write what you love and you will be published. Once you’re published you have to market, market, market your work."
You can keep up with Gail on her website, http://www.gailkoger.com