Sara V. Zook
and her book Evanescent
Sara wrote her first book at age six. Of course, it was only a few pages, handwritten by a 6-year-old and was about kitty cats. As a child, some days she would be out venturing in the woods with her older brother and cousins, but sometimes would stay inside and create stories, write them down in a notebook and then pretend to publish them by typing them up on her mother’s old typewriter.
Sara graduated from the University of Pittsburgh with a bachelor’s in, you guessed it, creative writing. She met her husband, Brad, in college. They live in Pennsylvania with their three kids.
Sara started writing Strange in Skin in the summer of 2010. She had so much fun writing it, she couldn’t stop. She would work all day and then stay up late at night typing up a few more chapters. She is now a paranormal/fantasy author.
The Sempiternal Series
by Sara V. Zook
Published February 22nd 2014 by Planettopia Publishing, LLC
A moment is all it takes. Even the strength of a devoted warrior angel is no match to the pull of love … or is it lust? Sarenah isn’t sure. She needs to see him again. The brief intensity between them was too powerful. It eats away at her mind, but why? The elements of the world seem to be telling her something isn’t right. There’s a secret no one wants Sarenah to know. Why can’t she remember things such as becoming an angel? What happened to her past? The protection of the light is about to cease, but her heart and mind repeat one word incessantly, one she cannot ignore … Draco.
I am super excited to have been able to chat with Sara in a really fun interview,
just remind me not to play Army Dodge Ball! 😉
-When do you find yourself singing?
Cleaning! I mean, you have to make the dreadful chore fun, right? But then it seems like my kids join in and we end up having a kitchen dance party and not much cleaning gets done.
– If you went to a Psychiatrist, what would he/she say you suffer from?
It might be scary to have someone pick apart my brain. Really scary … I would say I’d be diagnosed with OCD. I’m not as bad as some, but I do like all my soap dispensers and shampoo bottles facing forward. It will really bother me if I see them facing sideways or backwards, but the stuff in my pantry, I could care less about. I check my flat iron 3 times before I leave the house to make sure it’s unplugged … weird things like that. I tend to focus on one thing at a time. Even with books, I am trying 2 at the same time right now and finding it difficult because I like to focus on one at a time. This has been somewhat therapeutic. Maybe I SHOULD see a psychiatrist …
– Which animal scares you the most? Why?
Spiders! Just thinking about them gives me the heebeegibees – okay, my spell checker did NOT take kindly to that word. But seriously, spiders are soooo creepy. And I can’t just take a shoe and smash it because I know and the spider knows, it’s going to jump on me before that shoe lands on it. My husband wasn’t home one time when there was a huge one in the bath tub and my kids needed baths. Needless to say, I shamelessly called my neighbor and begged them to come over and kill it for me. It was one of those ones that was so large, it wasn’t going to fit down the drain or I would’ve attempted to drown it. Now I have the heebeegibees again thinking about it.
– It’s a rainy Sunday afternoon, What movie would you want to see on TV?
It wouldn’t matter what movie was on, if it was a rainy Sunday afternoon, I’d be passed out on the couch. Nap time for me. When I want to fall asleep super quick, I’d make sure golf was on. Who wouldn’t fall asleep watching golf on TV?
– What was your favorite childhood game?
One that sticks out in my mind the most is Army dodge ball. It’s really not a nice game at all, but it seems like we used to play it all the time. Maybe my brother and older cousin forced me and my younger cousin into it, I don’t remember. It’s like dodge ball, only when the ball hits one of your extremities, you have to act like it’s blown off, and then once you no longer have arms or legs, all you have is your head in which I distinctly remember my brother throwing the ball as hard as he could onto my head. In the game, this is your end. You are destroyed. Game over.
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