Before we get to the main part of the interview, here is a little about Maer:
After a successful career being other people, and later teaching others the many tricks of that trade, Maer Wilson has decided to be herself for a while. Turns out she's a writer. She's always loved stories, especially fantasy, mystery and sci fi. Maer was born in the Year of the Dragon and has a dragon-themed room in her home, but sadly no dragons in the back yard. When she's not writing, Maer plays online video games, teaches college and reads. She also co-hosts the literary podcast, MythBehaving and writes for two gaming fansites. Maer lives in the high desert of Southern Nevada with her two dogs, a chihuahua and a poodle. Portals is Book 2 in The Thulukan Chronicles. You can find all books and novelettes in The Thulukan Chronicles at Amazon. You can visit Maer’s website at http://maerwilson.com/.
Did you always want to be a writer?
No, this is actually a new direction for me. And one that is a complete blast! I’ve done writing for my backstories back when I was acting. I even tried my hand a playwriting (I was horrid) and screenwriting (much better, but never did anything with it). It was only a few years ago that I tried my hand at my first novel. That was Relics, the first book in The Thulukan Chronicles series.
What inspires you to write?
My characters. I’ve come to love the people in my series.
Do you have a daily writing routine/schedule?
I write when I feel like it, although I do make a point to work on something every day. Whether it be my books, blog or social media, it seems I’m always typing away at something. I have a great setup in my study. I have a gaming computer with a nice keyboard and monitor. My chair is a comfy exec chair and I have a footstool under my desk, so I’m usually kicked back while I write. I listen to soundtracks, so I’d say it’s a pretty sweet way to set myself up for uninterrupted writing. One I get started, I can go for hours and lose track of time.
What is the current Book(s) you are promoting?
I’m releasing the second book in my series, Portals. It picks less than two months after Relics ends. The main arc of magic returning to Earth is an underlying theme that takes a twist near the second half of the book.
Can you describe your main characters for us?
That would be Thulu and La Fi – Erik and Fiona Thulukan. They are married detectives who cater to the supernatural, meaning they deal mostly with the dead or other supernatural beings. La Fi is a medium among other things. Thulu can see the dead but doesn’t hear them. His specialty is finding anything or anyone who is lost. We see events through La Fi’s eyes, but Thulu is almost always present. He provides a Zen-like grounding for La Fi, who is less patient with some things.
And now for some quick fire fun... this is where we get the good stuff...
Favorite Book? Two series since I can’t pick one book – A Song of Ice and Fire and the Harry Potter series.
Favorite Author? Again two and that would be George R.R. Martin and J.K. Rowling
Favorite Food? Ice cream
Favorite Sport? Hiking
Favorite Quote? “May I always be the person my dogs think I am.”
Favorite Car/Truck? Chrysler 200 hard top convertible – which is what I currently have.
Card Game or Board Game? Card
Beach or Mountains? Beach – but only because I live near mountains
Hot or Cold? Cold
Book or Kindle? Kindle
Shoes or Sandals? Sandals
Walk or Ride? Ride
Early Bird or Night Owl? Night Owl
Is there anything else you would like to share with us?
Kirstin, thanks so very much for hosting me today. It was fun!
You are welcome here any time! But let me tell everyone else where they can find you in the mean time.
Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/Maer-Wilson/e/B00CDX29YW/
Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7040319.Maer_Wilson
Paperback at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Relics-Maer-Wilson/dp/1939173310/
Kindle at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Relics-ebook/dp/B00CLB6HUI/
Kindle at Amazon http://www.amazon.com/Portals-Book-The-Thulukan-Chronicles-ebook/dp/B00H5O9P5A/
Paperback on Amazon http://www.amazon.com/Portals-Book-Thulukan-Chronicles-Volume/dp/1494209039/
“Ghost Memory” (A Thulukan Chronicles Story, #1) - http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00E5W1W2Y/
“Unwanted Ghost” (A Thulukan Chronicles Story, #2) - http://www.amazon.com/Unwanted-Ghost-Thulukan-Chronicles-Story-ebook/dp/B00FYACAZO/
Now for a little more about her NEW release, Portals
For supernatural detectives Thulu and La Fi, “normal” is a relative term. La Fi is a medium, Thulu is a finder, and their usual clients are already dead.
But when their friend Reo is shot, and a group of stranded angels show up at their house for help to find a missing child, things are striking too close to home.
And now the portals that let the magical races return to Earth have started opening on their own.
With trips off-world, a kidnapped psychic and changes to their own abilities, Thulu and La Fi are hit with a lot more than they usually handle. Of course, their magical friends are there to help, but even they may not be enough to save an increasingly unstable Earth.
That night Parker had popped in to wake us at two in the morning to tell us our best friend, Reo, had been shot. The young ghost was distraught and panicked.
“They're on the back porch! You have to go help.”
“Where is he?” I asked groggily, as I jumped out of bed.
Thulu was instantly awake beside me, although he didn’t seem any more alert than I did.
“Back porch.” Parker enunciated each word in slight exasperation. “Go, please!”
Thulu looked at me, and I told him what Parker had said. Thulu can read lips, but even with a night light the room was too dark.
Thulu threw off the sheet and we both ran from the room. I was briefly glad we’d been wearing PJs.
Heart pounding, I took a few precious seconds to check on our three year old son, Carter. His night light showed him blissfully unaware of anything. Whatever happy dreams he was having made him smile slightly in his sleep. I sighed in relief that he wasn’t having another of his nightmares.
Downstairs, Thulu had turned on the kitchen and porch lights. In spite of the panic moments before, none of the three people on the porch seemed frantic when I joined them.
Thulu looked relieved, Reo was on the floor, but seemed stoic, and Sloane knelt beside him, brow furrowed only slightly in concentration as he dealt with the wound.
My heart rate slowed down and my own fear started to slowly dissipate. My heart gradually dropped from my throat back to its accustomed place in my chest. Still my hands were shaking, and I felt the slight chill from outside. The porch was screened in, and the late August day had been hot, but the night brought a cool breeze that made its way along my arms.
The scent of flowers from the backyard didn’t quite mask the smell of the blood that pooled on the porch floor around Reo. Sloane, his partner and an elf, had already removed Reo’s jacket and shirt. A bullet lay on the floor, and I could see the shoulder wound was already healing and closing up. In a few moments, only the blood would remain as evidence that he’d been shot.
Reo's face was white. The strain showed around his brown eyes and his handsome face had the sheen of sweat on it. His short brown hair that was usually spiked, lay damp and flat against his head, but he gave me a shaky smile.
“Bastard ruined my favorite jacket.”