Over the next several weeks we'll be spotlighting some of the authors who will be appearing in our Mythical Doorways anthology.
Today we're visiting with J. M. Hackman to find out about her fictional worlds, including her story Everwild, appearing in our soon to be released anthology.
Read on to find out more!
Tell us a little bit about yourself and your writing:
A natural introvert, a large portion of my childhood was spent reading and writing stories. After graduating from Penn State, I tried various professions: substitute teacher, assistant librarian, office assistant, office manager, author, wife, and mother. I still hold the last three jobs. My YA fantasy Spark (Book One of The Firebrand Chronicles) was released in 2017. Book two, Flare, is scheduled for an October 2018 release. I spend my days writing stories, consuming massive quantities of dark chocolate, and looking for portals to other worlds.
What inspired Everwild?
It started out as a story about Jack Frost, but was an abysmal, uninteresting story. After discarding several ideas, I landed on this one. I knew a little about how kids can age out of the foster system and sometimes slip through the cracks. What if one of them had more waiting for them?
Does this story connect in any way to your other works, either stylistically or by being in a shared universe? If so, how? If not, why did you choose this departure from the norm?
It doesn’t take place in any special universe, although it felt a bit different stylistically, mostly from being written from a male point of view. I only did that because Flint was the one who mattered the most, who had the most to lose, in this story.
Because the theme of this anthology is doorways, we really need to know how you would handle this hypothetical scenario:
You approach a wooden door at the end of a long, dark passage. It is big and heavy. Warmth radiates from the wrought-iron handle. You hear a strange noise rising through it. What's on the other side and what do you do?
Um, do I have to open it right now? Because I really think I’d like some dark chocolate first before I handle anything unusual. No? Okay, well, I open the door to find a dragon. A big, blue one with disgusting snot dripping from his nose. He sneezes, and I duck and roll to avoid the plume of fire and dragon mucus that flies in my direction. He’s obviously too sick to think about eating me and after a short discussion, I’m even more relieved to discover he has a fever (because of the old adage, “Feed a cold, starve a fever.”) I go searching for an old bedsheet for him—he’s GOT to take care of that runny nose.
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