Interview with Author Kathy Golden


What is your book’s genre or category?

The genre is New Adult romance.

Can you describe the story in one or two sentences for our readers?

Two strangers need someone to help them make it through Christmas Eve night.

Do you have more books planned?

Yes, I am working on a novella right now, and I’m asking readers if they would like to see the characters in this short story in a longer work. Anyone who wants to offer feedback on this can answer this question via my giveaway up until December 24, 2015. After that date, all comments are welcome by contacting me at my websites.
I appreciate any feedback and suggestions.

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When did you decide to become a writer?

From a young child, I’ve written stories, poems and music. I decided to start publishing my work once I found out about self-publishing.

How can readers find you online?

Twitter: @KathyGoldenKG

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Excerpt from Help Me Make It Through The Night

Outside the Why-Not, scribblings on a poster-board yelled, “No Christmas music allowed!’” But the bar’s owner was a selective Scrooge. Inside, a fir tree heavily ornamented and flashing multi-colored stringers occupied each corner of the room, the scent of fresh pine holding its own against cigarette smoke and perfumed-cologned-or-other human occupants looking for an encounter much more impermanent than a fleeting holiday. Placemats splashed with Santa, Rudolph or Frosty and embellished with burn-holes facelifted scarred tables. Above the liquor-pit, red and green neon numbers counted down the hours and the minutes before the sleigh and its reindeers would be running late. Neither the ambience nor the décor attracted Mistique’s attention or lessened her anticipation.

She hadn’t noticed the man on her first couple of visits. By round-three on the pick-up circuit, a crashing self-esteem forced her to linger in the shadows before showing herself to practically the last possible prospect. More than once, only the unbearableness of spending an entire night alone kept her from abandoning her reason for being there. Hiding until she was ready to be seen took some ingenuity; then she discovered as long as she was a purchasing customer, she could sit in some of the dimmest corners, with an aura of “keep your distance, I’m sipping alone” fairly effective against the curious. For most men, too many willing partners were available to bother with those who weren’t. From one of her temporary havens, she’d spotted him.

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