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Today I have the pleasure of hosting
Michael Phillip Cash
Hi and welcome ! Can you tell us a little about yourself?
Thank you
for having me. My name is Michael
Phillip Cash and I’m the author of 3 novels called Brood X: A Firsthand Account
of the Great Cicada Invasion, Stillwell: A Haunting on Long Island and The
Hanging Tree: A Novella.
When did you start writing and were
you always interested in being a published author?
Been writing
stories since I’m 5. I’ve been writing
screenplays since 18, and I’ve been writing novels since I’m 30.
What do you think is or has been the
hardest part of getting published?
I’m a
do-it-yourself kinda person and went directly to createspace.com to
self-publish my works. I am in control
creatively and financially of the material and it has been a really rewarding
experience. I highly recommend it.
What inspires you to write?
There is
nothing better than watching an audience be captivated by your tale. I love reading and watching ghost shows and
hauntings of history. I have also been
greatly inspired by Quentin Tarantino and his ideas of revisionist history.
Do you plot out your stories or just
wing it?
Just wing
it! The characters talk to me and tell
me where they want to go.
Do you have any other stories in the
works?
Yes! I’m fulfilling a lifelong dream and putting
together a fantasy novel. It’s called
Schism: The Battle for Darracia and it’s an epic fantasy about searching for
one’s strength and identity.
How does your family feel about your
writing?
They are totally supportive! And they are the
biggest critics of my work.
When you aren’t writing, do you do
anything fun?
I’m a sucker for good movies. I love taking my wife and kids out on
adventures. And I love Vegas anytime of
the year!
Fun Five Favorites::
Favorite color: Green
Favorite food: Cheeseburgers (No bun)
Favorite sport: Football – go Jets!
Favorite movie genre: Found Footage / Documentary
Not-so-Favorite honey-do list item J: Dinner with the in-laws! Same with lunch.
How can our readers find you?
Amazon
author page: http://www.amazon.com/Michael-Phillip-Cash/e/B00CEAC3VS/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1384280927&sr=8-2-ent
Is there an
upcoming or current release you would like to share with us today and where can
we find it?
My new
novella just recently came out called The Hanging Tree. It’s available now on Amazon, Barnes &
Noble and Kindle.
Excerpt:
The bark bit
into the delicate skin of Arielle’s back. Stars twinkled above her, dancing in
the reflection of Chad’s eyes. “Stop, really. Stop.” She pushed at Chad’s
shoulders as he resisted her, his lips caressing the side of her neck. “I don’t
want to.”
“Arielle,
you promised,.” Chad whispered, assaulting her lips. “I thought you said you
love me,” he wheedled.
Arielle
looked at the leafy canopy. “I do. I really do, but I...I don’t know if I want
to do this. Especially here,” she added practically.
Chad wheeled
away, clearly annoyed, and bounced to his car door. The car was his pride and
joy, a gift for his eighteenth birthday, a Camaro, light blue and totally
awesome. It was a chick magnet, and for a minute he wanted to share that with
Arielle. They had been dating for almost six months, and he was more than ready
to take it to the next level. It wasn’t his first time, and there were plenty
of girls interested in him if Arielle wasn’t. Pulling a pack of cigarettes out
of the console, he flipped a Zippo expertly, lit his cigarette, and inhaled
deeply.
Arielle
walked over and leaned against the car door nearby, moving close to him, trying
to feel his moist body heat in the cool summer air. Crickets chirped nearby,
and they watched traffic pick up on the road to the left of them.
“Looks like
the movie ended,” Arielle offered up some conversation.
Chad nodded
but didn’t respond. The silence stretched before them, anxiety building in her
tight chest. She loved him, but this was big, huge; she just wasn’t ready. She
considered the spreading oak tree before them. Everybody was mad at her,
everybody in the world. She knew she was going to be in hot water with her dad
that night. He was pissed when she had walked out. She looked at Chad’s profile
in the dark, his features limned by the streetlamp. He was tall with sandy
blond hair worn long and loose. It caressed his high cheekbones, and he was
always brushing it from his warm, honey eyes. When he looked at a girl, she
felt special. Well, he wasn’t looking at her now, so she tried again. “They say
the tree is haunted.”
“I’m not
afraid of ghosts,” Chad declared, his wide mouth scowling. He wanted to
punish her. There had been the promise for so long; he wanted to tell her to
put up or he was out of here. She was one of the prettiest girls in the school,
with hips that moved so gracefully he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. The
pale oval of her face gazed up at him, and he brushed her soft lips with his
finger. She had the bluest eyes fringed by black lashes. Those eyes lit up with
pleasure, and she rubbed her cheek against his knuckles. Picking up a light
brown curl, he twined it around his fingers.
“Where’s
your penknife?” Arielle asked
*****
Michael it was a great pleasure to
have you here with us !! Please come
back and see us anytime, especially when the next great novel releases !!!
Michael is
giving away 5 signed copies of The Hanging Tree.
Enter via Rafflecopter below.
Readers, make sure to get your copy
of The Hanging Tree along with Michael’s other releases. You won’t be sorry.
Until next time, happy reading !
Krista
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