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RR: Tell us a little about Southern Seduction.
LZ: Southern Seduction is about Ramona Squires. She fell in the love with Ross Spears the first day she saw him in the second grade. Twenty-two years later when his truck breaks down in front of her house, she discovers that her crush wasn't unrequited. Neither had the guts to reveal their true feelings when they were teenagers. After years of wild, erotic wet dreams, will reality live up to the fantasy? Or will it be better?
RR: What was your inspiration for this wicked story?
LZ: A dream. No, not that kind of dream, darn it. I was at the Oklahoma Writers Federation conference in Oklahoma City last year and had this vivid dream of a guy I had a crush on throughout school. He was simply divine. I couldn’t for the life of me understand why he popped into my head. I hadn’t thought of him in years and there he was in all his save-a-horse-ride-a-cowboy glory walking through my dream. I even talked to my friend who can analyze dreams better than any shaman and she didn’t know what it was about either. On the long drive home it hit me. My unrequited love was haunting me because I needed to write a story about him. I’d talked with Rhonda Penders of The Wild Rose Press about venturing into erotica. I put two and two together and the result was a lot more dreams about my hot unrequited high school love and Southern Seduction.
RR: Is there a message in your book that you want readers to grasp or was it written for the purpose of pure naughty enjoyment?
LZ: There’s no underlying message in Southern Seduction. Its entire purpose is naughty enjoyment. I hope readers enjoy the story as much as I did writing it. It’s amazing how quickly the windows in my office steam up when I’m writing. I hope readers get a little hot under the collar, or better yet hot under the belt, when they read it.
RR: Describe your writing process?
LZ: I’m not a morning person, so I was really surprised to discover that I do my best writing in the mornings. I think it’s because nothing has cluttered my head yet. I wake up, grab something caffeinated and sit down in front of the computer. Since I garden in the South, I’ve tried to change my schedule so I’m outside in the cool(er) morning and inside writing in the afternoons, but it just doesn’t work for me. I need the clean slate of a newly awakened mind in order to write effectively. I used to devote 4 hours a day to writing, but I’ve allowed other things to get in my way. So, the start of 2012 has been committed to return to that schedule. So far, I’ve been about 53% successful in that attempt.
RR: How long have you been writing?
LZ: I started writing when I was a kid. I always kept a journal of some sort and I wrote my first novel in a notebook that I hid under my bed. No, I wasn’t writing erotica at the age of eight, but I was writing about how mean my brothers were and I just knew they’d find the notebook and kill me. It never occurred to me that I could make a living as an author, so I got a degree in education and taught English—talk about not making a living! When I moved to Alaska, I was hired on as a technical writer for the county government. It wasn’t until I returned to the Ozarks three years ago that I tried my hand as a fiction writer. I absolutely love it, but I’m still trying to figure out how to make a living at it.
RR: Are there any authors you would name as influences?
LZ: As a child, S.E. Hinton and Judy Blume. I’ve always enjoyed the works of LaVryle Spencer, Pamela Morsi, Jude Deveraux, Rachel Gibson and Christie Ridgeway. I’d have to say that all these authors have influenced my writing in one way or another. Gibson and Ridgeway are masters at including humor in their stories. I’ve found inspiration from Spencer and Morsi because they often write of uncharacteristic heroines. I like a story about the average woman finding love and romance. Who cares if the thin, gorgeous heiress finds love? I want the middle-aged frump to prevail. I’ve always enjoyed Deveraux’s work because she does such a fun job of incorporating characters from other books into the current book. I always feel like I’m in on a secret because I’ve already met the hero’s best friend.
RR: What led you to the erotic genre?
LZ:I was writing contemporary romance under the penname Claire Croxton. Turns out my sex scenes are considered “hot” and the editor suggested that I give erotica a try. Wow. Am I ever glad she did.
RR: Are you currently working on anything deliciously wicked?
LZ: I’m working on a short story set in Japan. There are some really wicked scenes that take place on a crowded train. I’m getting a lot of enjoyment writing that. I also working on one about a phone sex operator.
RR: You've got six key words to describe your own wicked fantasy. What are these six words?
LZ:Castle, Renaissance, Knight, Banquet, Exhibitionist, Threesome.
RR: Sleepwear: Nude of PJ's?
RR: Sweet & chocolaty, or salty & crunchy?
LZ: Sweet and chocolaty spiced with some salty nuts.
RR: Hugh Jackman or Brad Pitt?
LZ: Puhleeze! Hugh Jackman.
RR: What is your all-time favorite "get you in the mood" song?
LZ: Star Spangled Banner. Ha! Just kidding. I love music, so just about anything does it for me. I’m easy.
RR: Can you share a wicked excerpt with us today? (the naughtier, the better! *wink*)
Dinah barked and ran circles around me as I shut the door to my truck and climbed the steps of my cabin in the woods above the big house. I flung the door open and Dinah flew past me and barked louder. When I turned on the lights, I stopped short.
Ross Spears stood in the middle of my living room. He laughed and reached down to pet Dinah.
I leaned against the door to steady myself. “What are you…”
Without a word, he walked toward me. His arm wrapped around my waist, and he pulled me to him. Hot lips touched mine.
The chaste kisses of my adolescent dreams had been replaced by sultry, gotta-have-you-now kisses in later years, but nothing prepared me for the elation and arousal Ross evoked with a brush of his lips against mine.
His spicy, cinnamon-tinged tongue caressed my lips and tongue. He plunged his hand into my hair, making it impossible to escape his kisses. My bones liquefied. If he hadn’t held me in his arms, I would have been a puddle on the floor.
No resistance. No hesitation. With one kiss, I was his.
RR: Nice! Thanks so much for visiting us on Wicked Wednesday, Luna!
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Luna Zega's Bio:
I was a late bloomer. Missed out on a lot of fun in my high school days; however, I made up for it in college. Ethnic diversity became my theme song. When I dated a guy from Thailand with a marble inserted at the head of his penis, I applied for a Thai work visa! Far be it from me to limit myself to one geographical region though and I became my own private United Nations. I did live in Asia for a couple of years and truly appreciated their laid back attitude about sex. It was refreshing and extremely stimulating. Then, I moved to Latin America. Can you say, "Ole!" OMG. I've always had a wet spot for Latinos and I had no problems finding playmates. Couldn't get enough. When my job transferred me back to the U.S., I dreaded once again being faced with the puritanical attitude of Americans, but quickly discovered there was always someone willing to assist in my fantasies. I receive such pleasure through role-playing: a saucy wench, the pirate's captive, the Highland lass (Who can resist a man in a kilt?) or the leather-clad seductress.
My biggest fantasy these days is finding those boys--now men, all grown up and filled out--that I longed for in high school and rocking their worlds. This once wallflower is now a Venus Mantrap.