Answer one: My name is Jeremy Simons. I live in Grayson, Louisiana, with my wife and three daughters. I’m a horror/suspense author with Twilight Terror Press, a subdivision of Celestial Waters Publishing.
Question two: How long have you been writing?
Answer two: I’ve written on and off since I was a kid but only recently had any interest in pursuing getting my works published.
Question three: Why do you write?
Answer three: I write because I need to. New ideas come to me on almost a daily basis, and I feel it’s my duty to tell everyone those stories.
Question four: Who’s your biggest inspirations?
Answer four: Writing-wise, my biggest inspiration will always be Stephen King. Another would be R. L. Stine; I still have all of the original Goosebumps series tucked away (but don’t tell anybody, HaHa). But in life, I’m inspired by anyone who is just willing to recognize their dreams, work at them, and do what is necessary to achieve them.
Question five: What’s your favorite thing about writing?
Answer five: Just being myself in a world I know nothing about. Escaping reality. Exploring new worlds. Being able to discover all of these characters and situations without having to worry about political correctness or offending anyone or pissing anyone off.
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That’s a tough one. I’m going to say Old Yeller- by Fred Gipson. This amazing classic brought me to tears as a child and again as an adult. And I have to mention Charlotte’s Web, too. That was definitely a tear-jerker.
Does writing energize or exhaust you?
Honestly, time flies whenever I write. I could work on my books and barely notice that hours have gone by. So, I guess you could say that writing seems to energize me.
What was your hardest scene to write?
For each book, it’s different. For my latest release, Maggie, it was the scene where the cold case mystery is revealed and Maggie’s mystery is finally solved. (I don’t want to give ending away) This scene was hard to write because it evoked many different emotions.
What are common traps for aspiring writers?
Challenges for aspiring writers include keeping your dream in focus and not giving up. The entire writing process from start to finish, including edits and marketing can be exhausting. If writing is truly your dream, it is so worth it. Perseverance is key. Keep at it and don’t give up on your dreams.
Another trap is thinking you can manage on your own. Having a support system is one of the most amazing aspects of being a writer. Get out there and network- reach other writers and readers. I’ve met some wonderful people in the writing community.
Does a big ego help or hurt writers?
I think it’s great to have self-confidence in anything you wish to achieve, however, it’s essential to keep in mind that everyone has something to learn and that you should always keep an open mind and be flexible. Hearing constructive criticism and opinions of others can be very helpful at times.
Sky high cliffs, the serene Hudson River, and blue skies surrounded them. Seagulls screeched overhead as they made their way up the wide, winding path. Maggie jumped out of the way as a cyclist whizzed past.
He grabbed her waist, holding her tight. “You need to watch out for those guys. They can be relentless around here.”
Didn’t she know it. The local roads were dominated by the cyclists in the warm weather. More than once in the past few weeks, Maggie had to pull over to the side of the road to allow them to pass.
“This is nice.” Maggie followed the sound of the gulls’ cries overhead. Not a cloud in the sky.
“It is, but then again, anything would be nice with you by my side.”
“Thanks.” She snuggled her head against his shoulder for a moment as they walked hand in hand further up the path.
Walking in a companionable silence, Maggie was happy. This was nice, being here with him.
“Would you look at that?” He pointed up toward the edge of the cliff. Maggie could just about make out the tiny figures of two people. She swayed slightly. They had to be nuts to get that close to the edge. They had to be nuts period.
“Yeah, well if you ask me, they’re crazy.”
“Crazy? How do you figure?” His eyes bore into hers.
“Going way up there? They must have a death wish.” Maggie nearly shivered even though the temperature was mild.
He stopped her, placing his hands on her shoulders. “You’re afraid of heights?”
“No, don’t be ridiculous.”
“You are, aren’t you?” His eyes lit up.
“If I’m not mistaken, it seems as if you’re deriving some kind of sick pleasure from this,” Maggie mumbled, head down.
“No, honey. No.” He wrapped his arms around her as more cyclists scurried by. “I didn’t mean to react that way. It’s just that in my eyes you’re perfect. I didn’t imagine you’d have a fear in the world.”
If only he knew. She had plenty of fears, but Maggie figured most people did.
“Really? That’s nice of you to say. Untrue, but nice.”
“Come on. Say, what’s your greatest fear? Top fear of all time?”
Strange turn in conversation. “Where are you going with this line of questioning?”
He blew out a hearty chuckle. “Come on, it’s all in good fun. I’m just trying to get to know you.”
“Okay. Heights. My top fear is heights.” She wished to change the subject but wondered what his own fears were now that the topic was on the table.
“He scooped her up and placed her on top of the large rock. Following suit, he climbed up the slight incline and joined Maggie. Kissing her again, he cupped her head in his hands. Moments later, his hands smoothed over her body.
Maggie stiffened, pulling away. He sat back, eyes wide. “What is it, Maggie? What the hell is the problem now?”
“I’m just not ready.”
Placing his head in his hands, he sighed dramatically. “You’re not ready.” His laugh was sharp.
“Why not? Didn’t I just tell you I love you?” His tone rose in agitation.
Was that why he had declared his love for her? Her face must have given away her thoughts.
“Are you kidding me? You think that’s why I shared my feelings with you?” He stood and paced on the boulder. “Let’s go. Time to go.”
What had just happened here? How had everything deteriorated in a matter of mere minutes? And how much of it was her fault?
“No. Don’t. Sit down. Please.” Her eyes looked up at his height, pleading for him to stay.
“I don’t get you, Maggie. I have to be honest here with you. You’re kind of driving me crazy. Pushing my limits, you know?” His face flushed red as he paced.
How was she pushing him? “Sit, please just come back and sit beside me.” Maggie patted the spot beside her, her lip trembling. She didn’t know why he was so upset, only that she wanted things to return to how they were prior to this walk by the river.
“Fine.” He plopped himself beside her, leaving at least a foot between them.
Maggie reached over for him, taking his hand in hers. He didn’t
move closer but didn’t pull away either.
“Maggie. You’re killing me. I love you. I freaking love you, and I feel you not returning my feelings.”
“Let me finish. I open up to you, try to show you how much I love you and I’m met with a slam of the door.” His hands moved dramatically. Maggie leaned back so that he wouldn’t swipe her as he spoke.
“No response from you, telling me that you love me back, and now I can’t even show you how I feel.” He was upon her, grabbing her face, his eyes intense.
It was true. She hadn’t said she loved him back. She hadn’t been ready. What she definitely wasn’t ready for was showing him. The words slipped out of her mouth before she could think. “I love you, too.”
Tears sprang from his eyes as he kissed her face over and over. “Oh Maggie, you have no idea how happy you have made me.”
Maggie’s shoulders slumped. Uneasiness washed through her. It was almost as if she had been bullied into saying the words. Then again, she had always had the tendency to overanalyze her thoughts and actions.
DDB- Hi Naomi. It’s a pleasure having you with us today. Let’s get started. Can I just say that you’ve had a very busy time lately! Tell us about it.
Naomi- Hi there. Thanks for having me here. Yes, I guess you could say I’ve been pretty busy. I don’t want to give anything from the story away, but let’s just say that I have recently finished writing the most amazing story AND I helped some amazing people get the justice they deserved.
DDB- So you’re a writer?
Naomi- Yes, and this particular story will stay with me forever. The past several months have been frightening, heartbreaking and beautiful, if you can imagine that. Maggie’s spirit came to me, begging me to help solve a cold case and give her peace and closure. How could I resist? Maggie is a beautiful but tortured soul. I simply had no choice but to help and I couldn’t stop until I gave Maggie the justice she deserved.
DDB- Sounds fascinating. I’ve heard that you met someone recently and fell in love. Is that true?
Naomi- Oh, that’s true. I met someone very special but it took me a while to figure things out. Let’s just say I was confused about the men in my life for a while.
DDB- Oh, come on. Who is it? Don’t leave us hanging like that!
Naomi- Sorry, if you want to find out, you’ll just have to read the story.
DDB- Wow- you have been busy! Dealing with ghosts, a love triangle and helping to solve a cold case?
Naomi- Well, yes.
DDB- I hope you have a chance to relax now that your book is written and all.
Naomi- Oh, I don’t think so. I’m starting to find out when you live on the edge of a cemetery, there’s not much chance for relaxing.
DDB- Wait- are you saying there’s more to the story?
Naomi- Let’s just say there might be a little bit more I have to add to my story now.
DDB- Are you saying that you’re working on a sequel to Maggie?
DDB- I can’t wait to hear more about that. For now, try to take some time to relax and enjoy that new boyfriend. It’s been wonderful having you here.
Naomi- I’ll try. (laughs) Thanks again for having me.