I’m sure everyone is wondering why this great guy gets front page status. Well yesterday real-life happened and I was unable to post his interview as promised. Here’s Joe!
Bio: Joe Egly lives in North-Eastern Indiana with his wife and their zoo of animals. He has a secret day job working at a library, where he enjoys checking out his books to unsuspecting patrons. Writing is something that he continually thinks about and is often found scribbling on small scraps of paper. He also enjoys painting and drawing, that sometimes appear in his books. You can find him on the Web on: Facebook, Twitter @joeegly, Amazon, Goodreads, Shelfari, and his Blog.
You can Purchase his Book, Myrtle Mae and the Mirror in the Attic, on the Following Links: Amazon
, and Barnes and Noble
Don’t forget…It’s available in a lot of places. Just find your favorite online book store or walk in store and see if they have it.
When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer? It was never really a realization. It was just who I was. I consider myself an artist that can’t stick to just one medium. I paint, I write, I draw, I sculpt, I create.
What would you say is your interesting writing quirk? I generally have to be completely alone. If someone else is nearby, I shut down for some reason.
What was one of the most surprising things you learned in creating your books? That it’s ok to have multiple people running around in your head. J Just Kidding, Uhm…How attached to the characters you can become. I mean, they become friends and family sometimes, and it becomes difficult to continue with their story line sometimes. (Especially if something bad happens to them.)
Where did you get ideas for your books? It depends on what I’m writing, but they generally just come to me. I’ve had dreams before that have shaped characters and as strange as this may sound… sometimes they characters take on a life of their own and do things that were not planned.
|From Myrtle Mae and the Mirror in the Attic
How many books have you written? Which is your favorite? Six that are floating around out there somewhere and several more that are manuals, and such that I did for local organizations and non-profits. (I count them for myself because there were hours and hours of writing involved.)
Who is your target audience? It really depends on what I’m writing. I write in several different genres. Drama, YA, Children’s books, Paranormal, Horror, Collections, Romance, Fantasy, Etc…
What do you think makes a good story? Anything. Words that are arranged in a special order can create magic.
Who are some of your favorite Authors? I have lots. I read all the time, but to name a few in no specific order are: Meg Cabot, Tolkien, Stephen King, Anne Rice, Joseph Delaney, Leslie Meier, Clare O’Donohue, Rick Riordan, Brandon Mull, JK Rowling, Charles Dickens, Edgar Allen Poe, and many more…
If you could pick one actor to play a character in your book in the movie version, who would it be?
In Myrtle Mae and the Mirror in the Attic I would want Christopher Plummer to play Governor Silas Twigglebee, And Anne Hathaway to play Myrtle’s mom.
What song best describes your book? Hmh… I listen to a lot of songs but one that I really enjoy, (and has inspired me for a wedding to take place in book two of the series,) is “The spirit of one,” by Jana
Who are some of the people that influenced your love of writing? All of my favorite authors, and my grandmother, she was a storyteller. I could listen to her tell a tale all night.
If you had one piece of advice for an aspiring Author, what would it be? Write, read, write, read, dream, write….. Never give up and keep doing the first part.
What would you like to say to friends and family of writers (not just your own)?
Encourage, but give space and don’t be intrusive. We will come to you when we are ready to share. Be understanding always, but especially when you walk in on us acting out an entire scene. Be patient, time is necessary. Realize that this is who we are, and love us anyway. J
What projects do you have up and coming? Something spooky. J It’s called “Dark County,” and will hopefully be finished soon. It’s a collection of spooky tales of terror and the paranormal. Also, I’m constantly working on Myrtle’s adventures, and hope to have Book Two in the series, Myrtle Mae and the Ring of Fire, ready to go sometime within the next year. (I have several in the works so keep an eye out for what’s next.)
Is there anything else you want to share with your readers? Thank you. You are a wonderful group of people and I’m glad I get to share my worlds with you. Make sure to “Like” my Facebook fan page and you will be kept posted on what’s happening next.
Excerpt With Book Name:
Myrtle Mae and the Mirror in the Attic (Book one of the Mae Chronicles)
Far away, on the other side of the thin blue veil that separated the worlds, a short, stout, middle-aged woman wearing a rather odd looking, hooded coat appeared at the edge of a long, country drive. Gravel crunched beneath her feet as she glanced around her in the darkness. Large old trees lined the road where they were standing. The song of crickets could be heard breaking through the silence all around them. She stood there for a few moments making sure she was alone. She had gifts, supernatural gifts, which enabled her to do many things that a normal person might not be able to do. She would have to be careful about using magic on this side of the veil. She had heard stories about what happened to witches here.
Standing there in the darkness, barely taking a breath, she calmed herself allowing her mind to search the area in all directions, for at least a five mile radius, before she was satisfied enough to move. Not sensing any danger nearby, she moved aside some fabric and looked into the gentle face of the sleeping baby she carried.
The child still had a slight blue aura about him, rippling in the gentle breeze of the night. Fine, dark hair crowned his head and bright, round eyes with specks of moonlight, danced with curiosity at what was happening to him.
He gurgled at the round, old face that looked down at him. A small, chubby hand reached out from the blanket and grabbed at her cloak. She felt something tug at her heart and a tear slid down her pale cheek, wishing that her sister would have had the chance to raise him herself.
“We should’ve been more careful,” she thought. Somehow, at that moment she could not believe everything she had been through this night to bring him to safety. Lives that had been lost, and a world that had been turned upside down in the chaos, weighed on her mind. She could feel the exhaustion starting to come over her, making her very tired and weary down to her very bones. She looked down at the gently sleeping bundle and took a deep breath. They would be safe here for now.
“What shall we name you?” She asked, thinking out loud.
“Norman? No… Barnabus… Hmh… Felix… Artimus… I’ve got it… I shall call you Marvin! Marvin Mae.” She said nodding her head as she began walking up the long lane towards a large old farmhouse.
“You are a special child Marvin, special indeed.” She pulled the blanket back up around his face keeping him warm and protected. After walking for what seemed like miles, she reached the front porch and entrance to the house and turned the locks in the front door with a flick of her wrists.
A series of metallic clinks and clonks opened the door. A small gray kitten that had been hiding in the shadows stumbled towards her and followed her to the door. It rubbed itself against her ankles and began to purr. She looked down at it and smiled.
“I think we have a new friend Marvin, one who may prove most helpful.” She said looking back at the baby.
“Well then, let’s not stand out here all night; we have wards and protections to put in place and a child to look after. It’s of the utmost importance.” She said to the cat. “Very important… and his daughter will save our world.” She walked into the house with the kitten, meowing, beside her and the door shut itself behind them.