Andrea froze. Never in her life had she asked for a guy's number. Especially for a guy she'd only just met.But this wasn't the same thing, was it? For starters, she wasn't asking for a phone number in that way, and neither was he. This was purely about the dog. She had no reason to feel shy about this. She bit her tongue and vowed not to make a big deal of this very simple exchange.Still, she fumbled her phone when she handed it to him. Jackson caught it deftly in one hand and she couldn't help but stare at the intricately woven red, yellow and black threads of his bracelet while he typed out his number.
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Without further ado, here goes!
Why Do I Write?Honestly? I have no idea. I just know that I’ve always wanted to tell my stories. As in, during the first grade I would stand up in the middle of class and start sharing. My teacher at the time, Sister Virginia, had to set up special story time for me at the end of each school day so I’d keep my yap shut. True story.
Why Do I Focus on YA Epic Fantasy?As a teenager, I remember the revelation that was JRR Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings. Epic fantasy for the win! So that’s really what I imprinted on in terms of content. Also, epic fantasy brings fresh life to a character arc by having their journey take place in a space that’s ‘other,’ if that makes sense. It’s extra effort, but when it works, it really brings the story to life!
Why Did I Create FAIRIES AND FROSTING?My absolute favorite fairy tale is the original version of Cinderella, which is what the Brothers Grimm called Ash Maiden. In this version, there’s no fairy godmother. Ash Maiden cries on a tree as she mourns her lost mother. Her dress, shoes and so on actually fall from that arbor. So it’s more of a story about the rewards of hard work and feeling your emotions. To date, there are seven books in the Fairy Tales of the Magicorum series, and so far, four of them have focused on Cinderella. After this installment, I’m going back to Sleeping Beauty as well as introducing a new character, Rapunzel!
And there you have it: three answers to some superb “why” questions! I hope you enjoyed my replies and I look forward to seeing you on a future blog tour!
Fairies and Frosting
(Fairy Tales of the Magicorum, #7)
Published by: Monster House Books
Publication date: July 20th 2021
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult
At last, Elle (never call her Cinderella) is reunited with Alec, the Prince of Le Charme Jewelers. Yay! But the pair soon discovers that Alec’s gemstone empire is about to go bankrupt. Boo. So our favorite couple devises a kick-ass scheme to save Le Charme. To announce their plan, Elle and Alec will hold a Glass Slipper Festival complete with music, dancing and cake. Lots of cake.
There’s only one problem. The Unseelie fae have returned.
Talk about bad news. No one combines lovely looks with dark intentions better than the Unseelie. Now, those nefarious fae want to destroy Elle, Alec and any hope for Le Charme. It doesn’t end there, either. The Unseelie are also targeting Elle’s stepsister, Agatha, as well as her old friend, Jacoby. And when will the Unseelie launch their deadly schemes? The Glass Slipper Festival.
Because fairies and frosting don’t mix.
“I thought the Angelbound series was my favorite, but Fairy Tales of the Magicorum may have stolen my heart.” – Smada’s Book Smack Blog
FAIRY TALES OF THE MAGICORUM
1. Wolves And Roses
2. Moonlight And Midtown
3. Slippers And Thieves
4. Shifters And Glyphs
5. Bandits And Ball Gowns
6. Fire and Cinder
7. Fairies and Frosting
8 Towers and Tithes
Christina Bauer thinks that fantasy books are like bacon: they just make life better. All of which is why she writes romance novels that feature demons, dragons, wizards, witches, elves, elementals, and a bunch of random stuff that she brainstorms while riding the Boston T. Oh, and she includes lots of humor and kick-ass chicks, too.
Christina graduated from Syracuse University’s Newhouse School with BA’s in English along with Television, Radio, and Film Production. She lives in Newton, MA with her husband, son, and semi-insane golden retriever, Ruby.
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“I’m not mad, exactly. I just don’t understand why your mother’s so well informed of our financial situation.”
She slowly stepped out of the closet doorway. “Because I’ve had to borrow some money from my parents, that’s why.”
I stood up from the corner of the bed. “What do you mean? How much money?”
“Enough to meet a few mortgage payments.”
“How long’s that been going on?”
She swallowed hard. “The last four months.”
I felt as if the wind had been knocked out of me. I breathed in a deep sigh and ran my hand down my face. “Gigi, why didn’t you tell me?”
“It’s my apartment and my responsibility.”
“Your name might be on the deed, but I live there too. It’s our responsibility.”
She sat down beside me on the bed. “You’ve been working so hard on Frostbite. I didn’t want to add any more stress to your plate, especially not now that you’re so close to being finished.”
She looked so positive, so optimistic, the very last thing I wanted was to burst her bubble, but it was time to stop pretending. I swallowed hard and let the truth pour out. “I didn’t want to get your hopes up, but I had an interview for the Artist-in-Residence Program at Ars Nova. They turned me down.”
Her face softened into a smile. “Money is futile and fleeting. Always has been, and always will be. But writing a musical is your dream, and you can’t give up on that.”
I caressed the side of her face and held her chin in my hand. “I can, especially now that I’ve found an even better one. I love you, Georgica. I want us to start to build a life together.”
She leaned into my chest. “I want that too.”
Gigi smoothed my hair and kissed my forehead. “I’ll support you whatever you decide. But please don’t give up. Not just yet. Your musical’s out there, just waiting to be written.”
“When you speak like that, I can almost believe it.”
“Believe it. More importantly, believe in you,” she said, tapping the tip of my nose. “I do.”
I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into my chest. “How’d I get so lucky?”
She turned to me, her face serious and intense. “Luck had nothing to do with it. Meeting you at Camp Chinooka, that was fate. Letting you in when I was at my lowest, that was a choice. But falling in love with you, well that, that was simply beyond my control.”