Today we’re featuring my gorgeous publishing sister, T.M. Scott. Here’s what I can tell you about her… she’s one of those people that draw you in and make you want to tell them your whole life story. She’s a good listener, a terrific writer, and an all-around wonderful gal. She’s a powerhouse chick, so keep your eye on this one. I say she’s patient because she hasn’t killed me yet for failing to post this interview on time, but I wouldn’t recommend you push her buttons or you’ll have to deal with me directly. I adore this girl.
T. M. Scott loves writing. With passion, drive and a taste for the unusual, she enjoys reading and writing new and different things. Doing her best to always think out of the box, her writing usually starts off as an insane scheme of some sort before she works out the finer aspects and turns it into something great! Her heroines and heroes are never the typical ‘beautiful’ people, meaning they all have some sort of quirk or oddity about them that makes them unique and refreshing characters everyone can relate to.
Her first novel, Symphoni, will be out in 2013 and her work has been featured in the horror anthology, The Withering Darkness. She lives in Los Angeles, California with her daughter Ariyanna.
The Hypothetical Hotspot Interview
When did you know you wanted to be a writer?
I decided I wanted to be a writer about 5 years ago after my daughter was born. I always enjoyed writing but never gave it any thought past short fiction stories.
What books have you written?
I’ve written Symphoni which is the first book in my Eros Sisters Series as well as the prequel, Legend.
Can you tell us about what you’re working on next?
I’m working on a book titled Dragon’s Revenge that’s about a young dragon female named Kaida who goes out in the world to avenge her family’s murder.
Are you ready to have some fun?
What’s your favorite alcoholic beverage?
It’s a tossup between a chilled tequila shot and an Adios. Depends on the occasion I guess but I usually lean more towards the shot.
When is the world going to end?
Hopefully sometime after I publish my dragon book. LOL
Who would win a fight between MacGyver and Chuck Norris, and why?
Wow. Tough one! I picture them fighting until the Universe goes all wonky and Sherlock Holmes pops up and does away with them both!
Would you rather be bald or have a huge mullet for the rest of your life?
A bald head. I just got my hair cut very short so me thinks I can pull it off!
What object (not animal) would you want to be reincarnated as?
Let me see… I would come back as a bookshelf. It would be interesting to see what people have hidden on their shelves.
Let’s say something went terribly wrong. Would you rather wake up, still a woman, but with a man’s face, or wake up as a man with a woman’s face?
*laughs* Definitely a Man with a woman’s face. I’m not sure why… but that’s the first answer to come to mind.
Would you rather have to say everything you were thinking out loud or never say another word again?
I would prefer to say everything I thought out loud… Never a dull moment with that one. Especially since I’m so random and scatterbrained.
You meet your soul mate. However, there is a catch: Every three years, someone will break both of your soul mate’s collarbones with a crescent wrench, and there is only one way you can stop this from happening: You must swallow a pill that will make every song you hear–for the rest of your life–sound as if it’s being performed by Justin Bieber. When you hear Eminem on the radio, he will sound (to your ears) like it’s being played by Justin Bieber. If you see Tool live, every one of their tunes will sound like it’s being covered by Justin Bieber. When you hear a commercial jingle on TV, it will sound like Justin Bieber; if you sing to yourself in the shower, your voice will sound like Justin Bieber performing acapella (but it will only sound this way to you). Was that redundant? That’s how it would be listening to music. So…
Would you swallow the pill to keep your soul mate’s collarbones safe?
I would take the pill absolutely. Mostly because I never had an issue with Justin Bieber’s music… just not my thing. It would suck to never hear my favorite bands singing and Life would probably get a lot darker without Axel Rose’s amazing voice in my ears but I hate the idea of someone hurting because of me.
All About Symphoni
Life hasn’t been too easy for Greg Daniels lately. But when he arrives at school on the first day back from summer vacation, he finds that things are much worse than he could have ever imagined.
Stuck in the middle of an ancient feud between the Olympians and the Titans, Greg discovers that the line between good and evil isn’t always clear and his allies might be more dangerous than the enemy.
Symphoni by T.M. Scott
We stood in silence at the edge of Olympian Lake just looking at each other. We were about fifteen feet apart, her expression calm and relaxed but my heart pounded hard in my chest as if my body somehow knew what was about to happen. The sun had already set leaving the cloudless California sky an endless sea of blue. Her long black hair fluttered around her as a cold breeze blew between us, causing the hair on my arms to stand on end. I blinked and suddenly there she was, not four inches from my face. I didn’t flinch. I’d witnessed her abilities before and her ability to transport was probably the least shocking. Her cool breath brushed lightly across my face and I felt the air pick up around us, swirling cold as if we were in our own little tornado.
The quiet anticipation of what we both knew was about to happen had started to make me edgy but before I could comment, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. Her lips were soft and urgent, her tongue hungry as she searched my mouth as if we didn’t have enough time. She tasted good like cool spring water and cold mountain air as her breath filled my body, sending hard electricity down my spine. My knees began to shake and she clamped her arms tightly around my neck as her breath became scorching hot in my mouth. My eyes sprang open and I struggled against her iron hold. She didn’t budge and I felt a thick, excruciatingly hot substance began flowing into my body.
“Well,” I thought, amazingly calm considering my impending doom. “I knew she would kill me one day.” My lungs started straining for air and my body seized as the magma (at least that’s what it felt like) reached my chest but she never let go. Instead, she tightened her grip around me and guided me smoothly to the ground. I decided to stop struggling, accepting my fate, and looked around. My heart beat finally started to slow, bringing with it a host of memories that flashed rapidly through my mind.
Symphoni. My Symphoni. When she walked into the room, my heart beat slowed just as it was now only this time it meant I was dieing. I looked up at the sky now twinkling brightly with hundreds of stars and smiled to myself as I tried to remember all the times she and I sat in this very spot. I remembered the times I ran my fingers through her thick black hair, the times I gazed deep into her eyes, and thought about how I would miss her even after my untimely (and frankly completely unnecessary) death. I closed my eyes just as my heart finally stopped and the silence of the world was deafening. No birds, cars, no sounds of breathing or movements to keep me company in these last seconds of life. Just silence. I felt myself leaving the earth, floating away to find my small place in the divine (as grandma used to say) when suddenly I heard her voice.
“GREG!!!!!” her scream filled the air with her mournful cry as it rang through the night sky, shattering the silence with her pain and terror. Then, before another word or breath could escape her body, before I could see her beautiful eyes glistening with tears and tell her that everything would be ok… Darkness.
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