Please join me in welcoming D.L. Richardson (and wishing her Many Happy Returns!)
D L Richardson
Author of Feedback
Thank you for hosting me. Can I also tell you that today is my birthday! Yes, I can hear you all singing “Happy Birthday To Me”. I thought I’d bring along a virtual birthday cake for everyone to enjoy. I love blowing out the candles on a cake and making a wish, but today I’ll let you blow out the candles and make a wish.
The Reading Addict: What is one of your hobbies and how has it enriched your writing?
D L Richardson: Other than writing and reading, and gardening and renovating the house, my favorite hobby is playing my piano or guitar. I’ve often declared music as my first love. It began when I joined the choir and then I sang in high school (what you’d call Glee Club, I suppose). Music was like the first boyfriend I had, a sweet memory but not something I could spend the rest of my life doing.
I tried to pursue a musical career. For ten years, from the time I was 16 to 26, I played bass guitar and sang in a band. I wrote the lyrics. I wrote some of the music. It was a blast, like I said, a wonderful memory but not something I could see myself doing for the rest of my life.
When I decided that writing was what I wanted to do, I sold my bass guitar, amplifier, microphones, recording equipment. I had a brief hiatus but years later my then boyfriend (now husband) bought me an acoustic guitar for Christmas and I picked up the hobby again.
Music is a wonderful creative outlet for me. Playing the piano and guitar feeds my soul and I still write songs, purely for me, though if you want to hear two original songs they feature on the book trailers to my YA paranormal romance novel Little Red Gem.
“A Million Miles” from Little Red Gem
YouTube Internet link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JW763MSi_9A
“Side of the Road” from Little Red Gem
YouTube Internet link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7rYl_Oj0XI&feature=youtu.be
For me, music taps into the emotions better than any other medium. Trying watching a movie with no sound. It’s just not as heartfelt. So, when I need to really tug at the heartstrings of readers, I’ll often play music or play my piano, guitar to awaken the emotions inside. And I play to make myself happy. A hobby needs to something a person enjoys or why do it.
Thanks for sharing my birthday with me.
D L xoxo
by DL Richardson
Ethan James, Florida Bowman, and Jake Inala are three teenagers who need organ transplants. When they receive the organs of deceased CIA agent, Dylan Black, they inadvertently take on the task of completing the mission Dylan died midway through, that of deactivating bacteria bombs threatening millions of lives. The teenagers are kidnapped by a man who believes in the theory of feedback, that information is retained in the memory of organs, in this case those of the dead CIA agent. And their captor will stop at nothing to get the information retained inside their bodies. With their lives under threat, the memories stored in the CIA agent’s mind begin to awaken within each of them, except the one piece of information they are abducted for - the location of the bombs.
Wanting to run and actually running were two different things. For many reasons. My legs were like concrete pylons, numb from sitting on the plastic chair for so long. The acrid perfume wafted toward me again like an invisible web, trapping me to the seat. Miss Redkins blocked my exit, and the incessant beep-beep-beep of her phone from texting the encyclopedia acted like a sensor alarm. I’d never liked the sense of being trapped.
I nudged Melanie, and she begrudgingly moved over half an inch. No amount of fresh air would appease me. I should be the one up on stage, not Katrina.
“Sit where you can watch me,” Katrina had demanded during breakfast this morning.
“She’s practiced real hard,” Mom had added, kissing Katrina on the cheek. “She’s always wanted to be a dancer like her big sister.”
The spotlight dimmed. I wanted to cheer and applaud Katrina’s tiny feet in first position, but my heart had sunk to somewhere stinkier than the bottom of the trash can.
I slid down into the chair. If I had to be stuck here, at least I’d attempt to shrink into myself. Hiding behind my fringe would have been a good option, except that clips held my hair on top of my head. I couldn’t lift up the collar of my school blazer. It hung in my locker. I might have used the collar of my white shirt to shield my face from the crowd, but that look was so last year. My final hope lay in covering my face with my hands, but I doubted I’d be able to stop the flow of tears if I did.
Why couldn’t Katrina have been born with a bad kidney? She’d be in the audience and I’d be the one up there on the stage.
But Katrina didn’t have a defective kidney. She had a tutu and a dance coach.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
D L Richardson writes speculative fiction. She currently has three young adult teen novels published and one short story anthology. Her first two YA novels The Bird With The Broken Wing and Feedback were best sellers and highest ranked YA fiction at OmniLit. Her third YA novel Little Red Gem was runner up on Paranormal Books Best Standalone YA book of 2013 and the book trailer was featured on USA Today website.
Upcoming works include Curious, a limited edition bundling of three YA novels, a serialized science fiction novel, Fear of Falling Further the second anthology of short stories, and Poison in the Pond, a novella adapted from of an unpublished novel written in 1996.
She lives in Australia on the south coast with her husband and dog.
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