Is the setting to your story important?
Hmm… that depends. Potentially I could have set it anywhere in America, so in that aspect the setting isn’t particularly important. However, it was important to me. I got a scholarship to study in America, but couldn’t accept for various reasons – it was for a college in Carolina, but when I originally applied my dream was to study in Texas, so in a way I’m living vicariously through this book!
Did you always want to be a writer? If not what did you want to be?
For as long as I can remember I’ve wanted to be an author, I don’t remember ever seriously considering any other job, except when I was really little and I wanted to be a farmer!
When did you first consider yourself a “writer”?
That’s a hard one. Even once I’d published my first book, The Demon Inside, I didn’t really feel like a proper writer, however, some time in the past year I think I’ve grown into one. Now, with three releases under my belt and another coming soon, as well as having learnt so much in a short space of time, I definitely consider myself a writer. I think it was just experience and confidence that I needed to start thinking of myself as such.
What were your goals as an author and have any of them come true?
Well, goal number one was to publish my books, which I’ve done. One day I would like to work with a proper publisher – one of the Big 5 would be amazing! Though I do enjoy the freedom of being self-published, I also see the benefits of being published traditionally and I think it would be an interesting experience!
Also, there’s the dream of being a best-seller, but that one’s obvious! I’m pretty sure all authors have that dream!
Now that you have a feel for the publishing world, would you do anything different if you had to do it all over again?
I would have established an internet presence before publishing. I published The Demon Inside with absolutely no idea of all the things that went along with it and then had to learn as I went along. In the end it was a good experience; I’ve learnt so much and I don’t regret it but it would have been nice to give The Demon Inside a proper launch.
What genres do you normally write in?
All my books have a theme of romance, but other than that I’m pretty flexible with genres. I like variety and I have so many ideas for lots of different stories ranging from horror, to historical and erotic romance.
Is there a genre you haven’t written in that one day you’d like to tackle?
I have this idea for a story set during the holocaust which I’d love to write, but I never feel like I know enough on the subject to get started. I think that’s something I’m going to have to tackle once I’ve got some more experience under my belt.
What was the first book you ever published?
My first book was The Demon Inside, a YA apocalyptic sci-fi about a small, rag-tag group of people who survive the end of the world as they know it. Things fall from the sky, infecting people and turning them into mindless cannibals and the group is forced to fight for their lives.
You can check out all the reviews for The Demon Inside on Goodreads or Amazon…
What Happens on Campus
Book One
M L Sparrow
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
Date of Publication: September 1 2016
Number of pages: 254 Paperback
Word Count: 79053
Cover Artist: Deranged Doctor Designs
Book Description:
Let the game begin…
After a tragic accident which leaves her tormented by guilt, Chloe Newman accepts a scholarship to study a St. Joseph’s University. Traveling from England to Texas, the last thing she expects is to meet the schools charming quarterback on her first night. However, Parker Mitchell is a player both on and off the field.
Parker is immediately fascinated by Chloe and, after a rocky start, they manage to find a way to make their relationship work despite interference from others on campus, including Parkers jealous ex, and the ghosts that haunt Chloe’s conscience.
Excerpt:
It was his turn to laugh, but his response was cut off by a sharp voice demanding, “I can’t believe this, you’re still with her?”
“Fuck,” Parker muttered to himself, bracing for a fight as he saw Karla stepping out of the lift, her minions flanking her, identical sneers on their faces as they looked down their noses at him and Chloe.
“Seriously Parker,” Karla stood there with her hands on her hips, “why are you wasting time with someone like her when you could have me? Can she do what I can do?”
“What, suck like a whore?” His temper flared and the words were out before he even realized what he’d said. Shit, shit, shit. Shouldn’t have said that…
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Karla purred, stepping in close and placing a hand on his chest, fingers splayed, “as if you didn’t enjoy every single second of it.”
Before he could move back, Chloe shoved Karla’s hand away, stepping between them. “Back off,” she snarled, her words vibrating with anger. “You had your chance and you blew it, despite your… skills.” Looking her up and down scathingly, she spat out the last word.
“You think you’re so much better than me, with your stuck-up accent, but you’re just another notch in his bedpost, like all the rest of the girls he’s fucked over.”
“Oh, so now you’re giving me a friendly warning? Well, let me tell you this, if all the other girls he’s fucked are poisonous bitches like you, I can understand why he didn’t want to settle down.”
Parker whistled, that sure put Karla in her place, but still her accusation rang in his ears – did Chloe think she would be just another notch, was that why she was hesitant to have sex with him?
Pretty face twisted with rage, Karla’s hand lashed out. Acting on instinct, his arm shot out over Chloe’s shoulder and grabbed Karla’s wrist before her hand could connect with Chloe’s cheek. Using his hold on her to push her back a few steps, he used his free hand to move Chloe out of the way, though she stayed close at his side.
“You should go now,” he said evenly, though his blood was boiling. He’d never hit a girl in his life, but Karla was really pushing him. Baiting Chloe with words was bad enough, but trying to physically hurt her… unacceptable.
Trying to regain some of her composure, Karla flipped her hair and shot them both a filthy look, before spinning on her high heels and stalking away, her followers doing the same, as if the whole thing had been choreographed.
Once they were out of sight, disappearing into what must have been one of the other girls’ rooms, Parker turned to Chloe. “Wow, I had no idea my girl was a badass.”
“Whereas I already knew you had awful taste in women.”
“That was before I met you,” he felt the need to explain, to apologize, “it didn’t matter what they were like as long as…”
“They could suck like whores?” she finished for him, tilting her head. He was in dangerous territory, very dangerous territory.
“I didn’t mean that.” It was a pathetic excuse, probably one of the stupidest things he could have said.
“Yes, you did and I don’t blame you. Isn’t that exactly what every guy wants?”
It pissed him off that she grouped him with every other guy, but it wasn’t like he could blame her because it was true.
“I have an idea,” she said, “instead of going back to the bar, let’s go to your room.”
Okay… Now he was confused. Was this some kind of trap? Punishment?
Warily, he let her take his hand and lead him down the stairs, across the quad and towards his own dorm. All the way, she didn’t say a word, just cast him flirty smiles over her shoulder when she caught him watching her.
When they reached his room, she wasted no time, kissing him boldly as soon as the door was closed, her hands dislodging his hat and sending it to the floor so that her fingers could sink into his hair. She kissed him like she had something to prove and he let her. Urging him over to his bed, she pushed him onto it and he pulled her down with him, her weight pressing down on his chest.
It was his turn to laugh, but his response was cut off by a sharp voice demanding, “I can’t believe this, you’re still with her?”
“Fuck,” Parker muttered to himself, bracing for a fight as he saw Karla stepping out of the lift, her minions flanking her, identical sneers on their faces as they looked down their noses at him and Chloe.
“Seriously Parker,” Karla stood there with her hands on her hips, “why are you wasting time with someone like her when you could have me? Can she do what I can do?”
“What, suck like a whore?” His temper flared and the words were out before he even realized what he’d said. Shit, shit, shit. Shouldn’t have said that…
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Karla purred, stepping in close and placing a hand on his chest, fingers splayed, “as if you didn’t enjoy every single second of it.”
Before he could move back, Chloe shoved Karla’s hand away, stepping between them. “Back off,” she snarled, her words vibrating with anger. “You had your chance and you blew it, despite your… skills.” Looking her up and down scathingly, she spat out the last word.
“You think you’re so much better than me, with your stuck-up accent, but you’re just another notch in his bedpost, like all the rest of the girls he’s fucked over.”
“Oh, so now you’re giving me a friendly warning? Well, let me tell you this, if all the other girls he’s fucked are poisonous bitches like you, I can understand why he didn’t want to settle down.”
Parker whistled, that sure put Karla in her place, but still her accusation rang in his ears – did Chloe think she would be just another notch, was that why she was hesitant to have sex with him?
Pretty face twisted with rage, Karla’s hand lashed out. Acting on instinct, his arm shot out over Chloe’s shoulder and grabbed Karla’s wrist before her hand could connect with Chloe’s cheek. Using his hold on her to push her back a few steps, he used his free hand to move Chloe out of the way, though she stayed close at his side.
“You should go now,” he said evenly, though his blood was boiling. He’d never hit a girl in his life, but Karla was really pushing him. Baiting Chloe with words was bad enough, but trying to physically hurt her… unacceptable.
Trying to regain some of her composure, Karla flipped her hair and shot them both a filthy look, before spinning on her high heels and stalking away, her followers doing the same, as if the whole thing had been choreographed.
Once they were out of sight, disappearing into what must have been one of the other girls’ rooms, Parker turned to Chloe. “Wow, I had no idea my girl was a badass.”
“Whereas I already knew you had awful taste in women.”
“That was before I met you,” he felt the need to explain, to apologize, “it didn’t matter what they were like as long as…”
“They could suck like whores?” she finished for him, tilting her head. He was in dangerous territory, very dangerous territory.
“I didn’t mean that.” It was a pathetic excuse, probably one of the stupidest things he could have said.
“Yes, you did and I don’t blame you. Isn’t that exactly what every guy wants?”
It pissed him off that she grouped him with every other guy, but it wasn’t like he could blame her because it was true.
“I have an idea,” she said, “instead of going back to the bar, let’s go to your room.”
Okay… Now he was confused. Was this some kind of trap? Punishment?
Warily, he let her take his hand and lead him down the stairs, across the quad and towards his own dorm. All the way, she didn’t say a word, just cast him flirty smiles over her shoulder when she caught him watching her.
When they reached his room, she wasted no time, kissing him boldly as soon as the door was closed, her hands dislodging his hat and sending it to the floor so that her fingers could sink into his hair. She kissed him like she had something to prove and he let her. Urging him over to his bed, she pushed him onto it and he pulled her down with him, her weight pressing down on his chest.
About the Author:
M L Sparrow is currently the author of four books: two YA Sci-fi’s, The Demon Inside and Ghetto, an Adult Fantasy called No Rest for the Wicked.
Player will be her first foray into the world of Contemporary Romance. She will write pretty much anything that pops into her head, no matter the genre, and enjoys keeping her readers guessing as to what she will write next, though you can pretty much guarantee that there will be some degree of romance!
As well as writing, M L Sparrow enjoys travelling and has been to some amazing countries in the past few years, her favourite of which was Japan. She never fails to gather inspiration from her travels and has an endless supply of ideas for future novels…
Website/Blog – http://mlsparrow.wix.com/mlsparrow
Twitter – https://twitter.com/MLSparrow1
Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/mlsparrowauthor/
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A great interview.
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