Author Hunt

Welcome!  I’ve never had a nickname, but my name means hilarious, which I think sometimes applies!  Try to find my information!  Hope you can find it all.

Interview with Irene Helenowski

1. If you could travel in a Time Machine would you go back to the past or into the future? 

Future, to see what type of scientific advances we came up with.
2.  What is one book everyone should read?  Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens
3.  If you could have any superpower what would you choose?  Read people’s minds.
4.  What is your favorite thing to eat for breakfast?  Eggs and toast
5.  Night owl, or early bird?  Early bird.
6.  One food you would never eat?  Snake, tried it once but creeped me out too much.

7.   What was your favorite book when you were a teen?   Northanger Abbey by Jane Austin.

8.  What book are you looking forward to this year?  Casual Vacancy by JK Rowling.

9.  What was your favorite children’s book?  I’m always loved books, but one of my favorites was The Borrowers.  Too many to list.
10.  You have won one million dollars what is the first thing that you would buy?   A beach house in Maui.

11.  What do you do in your free time?  I like going to movies and concerts, and hanging out with friends.
12.  What’s your favorite season/weather?  Late spring, when it’s warm, but not too hot.

13.  What is your guilty pleasure?  Reading—when I should be doing something else!  Getting lost in the bookstore among all the selections.

14.  What TV show/movie/book do you watch/read that you’d be embarrassed to admit?  I like some Adam Sandler comedies and sometimes I skim through the tabloids just for fun.
15.  Favorite places to travel?  Daytona Beach, Florida; that’s where we took our annual family vacations, so I have a lot of childhood memories there J

Irene is the author of Order of the Dimensions.

Her book is about inter-dimensional travel made possible by a new form of technology that a group of physicists, including the protagonist, develop.  When this technology falls into the wrong hands, however, trouble ensues, and it’s up to the protagonist and her collaborators to stop this from happening.  

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Book Giveaway for One Lucky Reader Who Posts!!!! The Yellow Umbrella

THE WIRE: Searching for Reason

On the night of the power collapse that left Old Town in darkness, Reason Goodwin’s father returned from a day’s work at GAME-corp. with their latest creation, the Dream Theatre– a games machine to eclipse all others – a games machine that would bring dreams to life.

But the power surge severs the link between the dream state and reality, and Reason’s father returns to reality changed. He mutters of a world captured by GAME-corp. called Albia, and of game players from Earth unknowingly crossing between the two worlds via The Wire, their avatars playing out their fantasies and destroying Albia.

Now people are dying as Albia fights back, and it is Reason’s mission to save her father, Albia, and the very future of Earth itself. 

The Wire: Searching for Reason is a sci-fi/fantasy novel published in installments by Ether Books, Smashwords and on Facebook. Please see the following links for more details: 
Twitter: @Someofherparts 
Author Bio:
Natascha Scrivener is a novelist, poet and occasional blogger from Suffolk, England. To date she has written three novels, two collections of poetry (plus a third which is a collaboration of works by three poets) a couple of short stories and a radio play. Details of all of these can be found at:
Excerpt from The Yellow UmbrellaImage
“Depend on the rabbits foot if you will, but remember it didn’t work for the rabbit.”
They arrived on the eve of the carnival, weaving their way amongst the crowds of flushed faces and hovering for the briefest of moments to cast a curious eye across the cacophony of sugar coated confectionary. The littlest one, a girl of about eight who clutched a rabbits paw against her chest, stopped once to glance at the small hand-penned notice I’d pinned to the trunk of the copper birch that stood proud in the centre of the small town despite its sun torched leaves.

‘For Sale’, it read.

‘One pair of shoes, heel trodden, curled up and wrinkled like owners face.
Condition of shoes put down to weight of expectation and over use.
Any price accepted, and can deliver. However near, however far away.’…