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Saturday, 1 March 2014

Interview with Alicia Kobishop, author of The Fine Line + SALE!!


The Fine Line
Released: 6 December 2013
Genre: New Adult, Romance, Contemporary
Publisher: Self Published
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At the Other End:
High school senior Liv Evans has one rule: No attachments. She’s lost enough in her life and has vowed to do whatever it takes to make sure she never again feels the emptiness of losing someone she loves. Boys are a fun distraction, but a serious relationship is something she’d rather live without. Her determination for a future free of pain and heartbreak is put to the test when she meets–and quickly forms an unexpected bond–with Logan Tanner.

Logan has always been a free spirit, but ever since a life-changing event took place, which left him doubting the integrity of those who are closest to him, he’s taken that term to a whole new dangerous level. Learning the hard way that life is too short for worries or work–and that women can’t be trusted–Logan has exchanged steady work for street racing. When Liv walks into his world, everything he thought he knew about life and women is challenged.

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Prologue

Some people wear their hearts on their sleeves.  I learned a long time ago that preserving one’s heart means keeping it protected.  Sheltered.  My heart is hidden deep within the secure layers of my soul, where it rests easy with the knowledge that nothing can penetrate its everlasting impervious shell.  

Twelve Years Ago 
Yelling.  Always yelling.  The hardwood floor in my bedroom chilled my toes as I slid out of my bed to see what was going on.  I wouldn’t dare leave my room, though.  I knew better.  As I tip-toed to the bright crack in the door, something crashed to pieces, and I squeezed Mama Bear tight. 
Is Mommy crying?
My hand found a place on the cool metal door knob as I peeked through the crack.  I brought Mama Bear up to my chin so she could see too.  Her soft, fuzzy fur tickled me.  Mommy sat on the floor with her back against the hallway wall, her head in her hands while Daddy stood tall above her.  Her shoulders lifted up and down as she wept. 
No, Mommy, don’t cry!
“I want a divorce,” she whispered.
What was a divorce?  Whatever it was, Daddy didn’t seem too happy about it.  He crouched down so that his eyes were across from hers.  Fisting her t-shirt, he yanked her close to him.  With the other hand, he pointed his finger at her, jabbing her as he spoke.  His voice stayed quiet, and I couldn’t hear what he said, but I knew it was something scary. 
The door knob made a noise as I accidentally let go of it, and both of their heads turned to look at me.  My eyes widened, and I gasped.  I ran back to bed as fast as I could, quickly covering myself in my blankie.  Oh no, I dropped Mama Bear!  My door creaked as it opened, and light came through the seams of my blankie.
“Olivia?” Daddy said softly.
I didn’t answer.  Mommy was always telling me to make smart choices.  I chose to stay perfectly still and not to breathe too loudly, but it wasn’t easy because my heart was pounding hard.  It was a smart choice, though, because after a few seconds, the door creaked closed. I was safe.  Mommy would be very proud of me.
I peered at the floor, searching for Mama Bear, but she was nowhere to be seen.  Daddy must’ve taken her.  Who’s gonna sleep with me?  I pulled my knees to my chest and held onto them tightly.  Mommy says I’m brave.  Brave girls don’t need silly toys.  Brave girls sleep by themselves. 

Eight Years Ago
It’s been a year since Dad told me I wouldn’t be able to spend time at his house anymore.  He said he was leaving to get a new start.  At first, his emails came daily and postcards came weekly, but I haven’t gotten either for at least a month.  Mom says he’s moved on, with his new wife and baby, and that it’s the best thing for all of us. 
I was glad to have Kevin.  He loved me and Mom.  Happiness didn’t even begin to describe how I felt when Mom told me he was moving in with us.  If he lived with us, it would mean I would get to see magic tricks and laugh at his stories every day. 
Mom told me about the accident last week.  Kevin had gotten hit by a drunk driver.  I knew something was wrong when she dropped the phone on the floor and began sobbing.  I had seen her cry before—but never like that. 
I stayed with Nana for five days after that call, and when I returned home, Mom took me into my room, sat me down on my bed, and broke the news.  The funeral service had been the prior day.  Mom thought it would be best if I didn’t attend because it would be too difficult for me.  I cried myself to sleep that night.  I couldn’t get the thought of Kevin, being buried deep in the ground, out of my mind. 
The next morning, I thought a lot about the way things work, and I figured out that nothing’s forever.  Nothing.  I had to be strong.  Brave.  I hated being sad.  I hated crying.  I vowed to find a way to make sure I never felt this horrendous feeling ever again.

Three Years Ago
I looked around our heated garage as Adam poured the amber liquid into our little glasses.   All the tool chests and auto supplies had been packed up and hauled out.  He filled his glass to the brim while mine was only filled a quarter of the way.  He said I couldn’t have a full glass because I was only fourteen. 
Hanging out with Adam came naturally.  It was easy.  He was much younger than Mom, but I was under the misguided impression that they were in love, regardless of his age. 
Normally, the whiskey we shared was in celebration of an accomplishment.  A new paint job, installing the new engine, fixing the interior.  I had spent most of my evenings and weekends for the last three years watching Adam restore his 1968 Pontiac GTO.  He bragged to people about how much I helped him, but really, I just watched him work and handed him tools as we talked. 
Today, we toasted goodbye.  It would be the last time I’d ever see him.  My throat burned as the liquor flowed down it, but I welcomed the feeling.  It reminded me of good times.
“I’m gonna miss you, Sweetie,” he said with tears in his eyes.  “I asked her to marry me, you know.  She said no.” 
Anger quickly flooded my system, washing away the heartbreak.  How could she say no?  It had taken me over two years to let my guard down around him.  Two years to break the vow that I had kept for so long and let myself feel again.  She was making him go away.  This was her fault.
I watched as Adam rolled his refurbished car down the driveway and out of my life.  Without thought, my body stormed into the house in search of my mother.  I found her staring blankly out the living room window. 
“How could you say no?” I screamed.
“Livie, what are you talking about?” 
“He told me, Mom!  He told me he asked you to marry him!” 
Her shoulders sunk as she let out a breath.  Her expression turned angry.  “Did he tell you he was seeing another woman?  Did he tell you that he asked me to marry him only after I found out?”
My heart stopped.  My mind barely comprehended what my mother had just told me.  It couldn’t be true.  Adam loved us.  With regret in her eyes, she rushed toward me with open arms. 
“No.”  I held out my hand.  “NO!”  Tears spilled out of my eyes as I ran to my bedroom, locked my door, and flopped belly down onto my bed, sobbing uncontrollably into my pillow.
Why does everyone I love have to leave? 
Never again.  I’m done.  This is the last time I will ever have this feeling.

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Author Bio:
Alicia Kobishop, who was born, raised, and currently resides in the greater Milwaukee, WI area, is a happily married mother of 2 young children. The Fine Line, a new adult contemporary romance, is her debut novel. 

Find Alicia:
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Interview:
1. Where have we seen you before? (previous projects/works)
The Fine Line is my debut!  I just started writing last year and before that, I worked in administrative healthcare.  

2. What goes through your mind after your novel has been on sale for the first week?

I was a big ball of nerves that first week.  The success of The Fine Line was a huge shot-in-the-dark because I had never really written anything before.  I was incredibly relieved when my very first 3 reviews were 5 stars!

3. What inspired you to write this novel?

I was at a point in my life where I was comfortable in my career, but needed to do something different.  Something more.  I had started reading books upon books (after several years of not reading at all) and the idea to write a full length novel popped into my mind.  I decided to give writing a try.  And guess what?! I LOVED it!  I found a passion in writing that I never knew I had, and I became determined to finish what I started. It wasn’t always easy, but the Fine Line was completed 9 months later.  Little did I know that was just the beginning!  My biggest fear was that, as a newbie, my writing would not be up to par, but when the reviews started coming in, validating that readers actually enjoyed my writing style, I was (and still am) absolutely thrilled!!! 

4. What do you think about when getting/seeing negative reviews?

At first, it was devastating.  But then, I realized that reading stories is just as personal an experience as writing them, and we each have our own individual tastes and preferences.  Not everyone is going to like the same book.  What I found after reading some reviews is that one person will point out something that they absolutely LOVED, and another person will say they hated that very same thing.  I have learned so much from the constructive feedback that good and bad reviews have provided and I feel strongly that all reviews can be used as a learning tool.

5. How long was the writing/planning process?

My first draft was completed in 6 months.  It took another 3 months to edit and fine tune it.  

6. What was your reaction to the cover art when you saw it for the first time? Did you have any ideas from the days of writing/inspiration?

I was completely blown away by Mayhem Cover Creations’ design.  I had contacted them with a very rough idea of a girl holding her hands in the air in front of two cars, and from my little bit of description, they brought the idea to life.  

7. Any plans for future writing projects? Any being worked on now?

I started work on a coming of age story told from a male POV. But I keep thinking about this other story that I can't get out of my mind! I think I might have to switch. If these stories are anything like The Fine Line, they'll end up completely different direction that what I originally imagine so I can't say too much about them yet!

8. Top 5 books

  • Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire
  • Walking Disaster by Jamie McGuire
  • On the Island by Tracey Garvis Graves
  • Thoughtless Trilogy by S.C. Stevens
  • Fifty Shades Trilogy by E.L. James

9. What book/s from other authors do you wish you had written?

Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire is one of my absolute favorites.  It’s got a little bit of everything!  Fun, drama, excitement, action.  I aim to write books like that.

10. Why read your novel?

My hope is that The Fine Line has all the things listed in the above question (#9).  I’ve seen it described in reviews as fun, action-packed, angsty, and romantic.  Many readers have fallen pretty hard for the Hero, Logan Tanner.  He’s not your usual bad-boy, but you’ll have to read the book to find out why!  



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