Cate: Brynna Curry’s here today! Welcome, Brynna. Please tell us a
little bit about yourself.
Brynna: I’m from a sleepy lake-side town in northwest Alabama. I live
deep in the woods with my children and kitty cats for company. I write
happy-ever-afters with a paranormal romance or
romantic suspense twist.
Cate: Very cool. :) What do you love most about Halloween?
Brynna: Halloween is my favorite holiday. It’s the one day a year where
anyone can be any crazy insane thing they can dream up. Imagination reigns as
king and everyone is young at heart.
Cate: If only every day were like that! Do you have a favorite memory of a Halloween past?
Brynna: I think my favorite would have to be my first Halloween as a
mom. My husband and I took our son L.J. trick or treating to just family
members houses so they could see him all dressed up in his ghost outfit. He was
seven months old. We were dressed up in 50’s style.
Cate: Aww. Kids always make Halloween more fun! Have you ever had an unusual experience you couldn’t explain?
Brynna: When I was twelve, My father had been in between jobs. He
couldn’t find work in where we lived, but had been offered a position as band
director in Waynesboro, Tennessee, so we packed up and moved again. We rented
this big white farmhouse with an attic. This place was seriously creepy.
About six miles from the center of town, the home was surrounded by
pastures and woods and featured a wrap around porch with a big swing shaded by
an old magnolia tree. My parents left me to my own devices most of the time and
I would often stretch out on the porch-swing with a book and my cat, Panther.
It felt like the safest place in the house.
Our landlord told us no one had lived there since her father had died
in his study. She kept the door locked to the room and told my parents it was
completely off limits. No one was allowed in there, as her father’s things were
as he left them. Now to a very curious child that’s like waving a red flag in
front of a bull. So I discovered one of the blinds had a few slats missing. From
the screened in porch, I peeked through the window only to find a room with old
furniture, dust and black stains on the floor by the desk. Just a room. Nothing
special except every time I looked in that window, something had been moved.
Over the months we lived there, I was always on edge. The attic and
parlor were other ‘off limits’ zones, at least for me. I could not be in those
rooms. The smell of the air, the heaviness of the atmosphere freaked me out,
but only me. It never bothered anyone else, well except for the cat. Even now I
get bad vibes thinking about it. She would run across the doorway to the foyer
to get in my room and never would venture into that part of the house. We often
heard scraping, bumps upstairs that had no explanation. The attic had no floor.
So how could something move across it?
Then one night, there were severe thunderstorms. Drenching rain,
lightning, and thunder. At exactly 9:04 p.m. (I can clearly remember the time.
Strange because I was born at exactly that time of night.) the power flickered
then went out. Panther, who always slept at the foot of my bed, started
shrieking eerily, a weird mewling sound, and crawled backwards from the end of
the bed, never taking her eyes off the window, then flattened herself on my
chest, right over my heart. She kept staring out the window at something in the
rain. I looked towards the windows and there in the rain stood a man. He had
scraggly gray hair, was wearing a black quaker looking hat and a dark coat. It
was pouring rain but it seemed to fall around him, not on him. His eyes were
startling blue and terrible. Almost neon blue. Even now, I can see his face.
I couldn’t breathe. I was terrified. It seemed as if he were there to
hurt me, but could not come through the glass. Panther’s screech seemed to
scare him. We sat locked that way for a full minute before the image vanished,
the cat calmed and the power flicked back on. There was no one there. The next
day I gathered my courage and checked the ground (I was that kind of kid) which
was mushy from the rain but there were no footprints…none. Have you ever been
so scared you couldn’t scream? Yeah. No one will ever convince me that she
wasn’t my protector that night. I don’t know what that thing was. A demon? Ghost?
My imagination? Who knows.
Cate: Yikes! What a truly scary story! In general, what frightens you the most?
Brynna: Losing someone I love.
Cate: Ever gone on a ghost tour? Or ghost hunting on your own?
Brynna: Never. I’ve lived in too many spooky houses for it to be fun.
lol
Cate: Sounds like it! lol But now for the real treat! Tell us about your latest release, and where readers can find it
online.
Brynna: My latest release is
Claiming Ana. CA is a prequel novella set in the story world of my Triple Star
Ranch series. With three additional books planned for this series, CA is more of a prequel and does not resolve
the arcing storyline of Sam Murphy’s murder. While that part of the story is a
cliffhanger, the whirlwind romance between Ana and Howl is resolved in this
book. I’m currently working on book two Tempting Taylor.
You can
find Claiming Ana here. AMAZON BARNES
& NOBLE
ITUNES ALL
ROMANCE KENSINGTON
Cate: Care to share a blurb or excerpt?
Brynna: Blurb: “I’ll take you, turn you, until I’m the sun that
warms you, the moon that calls to you at night.” – Howl Raven
Where there’s smoke, there’s fire…and passion that won’t be denied.
The child of a gypsy and fey, small-town veterinarian Dr. Anastasia
Brannon has always hidden her magic for fear of ridicule. A red-hot encounter
with the new PI in town makes their attraction impossible to deny. Throwing
caution to the wind, she indulges her desires but keeps her secrets close.
A man with a shady past and secrets of his own, Howl Raven uses his
feral talents and tracking skills to make a living, doing his best to lay low
and hide the curse that haunts him every month. So far, so good…until an
uncontrollable shift outside the full moon leaves him the victim of a werewolf
hunter.
When she finds the enigmatic investigator wounded in the woods near her
cabin during a storm, Ana provides medical care on instinct. She may be the
only one who can banish the wolf from Howl’s blood, but at what cost?
Cate: What inspired you to write about the theme?
Brynna: CA was inspired by a drive along a country road on a crisp
October night with a full reddish moon overhead. The series is set in a
fictional town which mirrors my own.
Cate: Anything else you’d like to share?
Brynna:. I love chatting with
readers. You can connect with me or read more about Claiming Ana and other
books here.
Brynna’s Links
Cate: Thanks for joining the party, Brynna! Happy Halloween!
