Today, GLIAS Readers, I’m thrilled to present my friend, and
2010 Golden Heart sister who, how shall I say this gently, likes to scare the
bejeezus out of people. She is one
terrific romantic suspense/mystery/thriller author wrapped up into one. So it’s my turn. Just wait to she has to answer MY
questions. Please welcome, Lena Diaz.
(Note: Lena's cover quotes aren't out for Simon Says Die. But check out what authors said about HE KILLS ME, HE KILLS ME NOT)
“Chilling from the first scene on. Diaz has crafted the kind of tense psychological thriller that’s impossible to put down.”
~National Bestselling Author Eileen Rendahl w/a Eileen Carr
“It’s all there. . .sizzling love scenes and a shivery good thrill ride.”
~Romantic Suspense Author Margaret Carroll
Simon says: I'm watching. Simon says: I'm coming. Simon says: Die.
Madison McKinley knows someone is stalking her. The police tell her she's imagining things, and they're too busy trying to find the "Simon Says" killer to investigate. But day by day, hour by hour, Madison's terror grows stronger, and not even the return of FBI Special Agent Pierce Buchanan into her life can calm her fears. Besides, how can she ask Pierce for his help after the way she ended things between them?
Pierce still wants Madison's love, and his drive to protect her is more powerful than ever. He believes she's in danger, even if the cops don't. Finally, as more people start dying and the evidence mounts, the police turn their attention to Madison—as a suspect. Was Pierce a fool to trust her again, or are they both caught in a complex game that neither will survive?
DONNELL: Lena, are
you a small town or big city girl?
LENA: Thank you so much Donnell for having me on
GLIAS. To answer your question, it depends on my mood. I was born in a small
town, so small you could fit everyone from my hometown into a football stadium
and still have room for about forty thousand more people. But my father was in
the military, so we didn’t stay in one place very long. We moved. A lot. And we
ended up in a very large city where I lived most of my adult life. Then, a few
years ago, I moved to a small town again. Actually, it’s more like a
subdivision-island surrounded by a sea of cows. And goats. And pigs. Most days,
I’m a country girl, all about the small town life. Love it. Other days, when I
need something at the store and have to drive thirty or forty minutes to get
there . . . not so much. I’m all about convenience, so it’s a toss up.
DONNELL: Favorite
room in your house?
LENA: Any room without a mirror.
LENA: Only cowards run. I would use
my seductive powers to distract the villain at my door while I reach behind my
back for my car keys that are sitting on the decorative table in the foyer.
While batting my lashes at the villain and darting my pink tongue out to
moisten my lips and draw his attention, I quietly thread my keys through my
fingers so they stick out from my closed fist (think Wolverine blades in Xmen).
Then, just as I lean toward my villain and he reaches behind his back for his
knife, I take the keys and (insert off-page gory carnage here).
DONNELL: Have you
ever used a rack in one of your stories?
Why or why not? Have you got
something against racks?
LENA: I’m insulted you even asked
that question! OF COURSE I’ve used a rack in my stories. I’ve also used hot
oil, stocks, and my personal favorite, a dunking chair. After all, who am I to
second-guess time honored interrogation techniques? Unfortunately, (sigh), my
editor doesn’t share my love of medieval implements. For some reason she
doesn’t think they work in contemporary romantic suspense novels. Crazy, right?
Some of my best torture . . . er . . . interrogation scenes have ended up on
the cutting room floor.
DONNELL: What’s the
first thing people say to you when they learn you write suspense?
LENA: “What is romantic suspense?”
Seriously - that’s what they say. I think most readers don’t know what our
genre labels mean. So, if I’m explaining what I write, I tell them I write
thrillers with romance in them. And then I list several well-known romantic
suspense authors. That’s when the lightbulb goes on and they ‘get’ it.
DONNELL: What’s in
your refrigerator right now?
LENA: Top shelf - insulin for my daughter. She has type 1 diabetes,
which means she’s insulin dependent. Which means I really, really want a cure
for this horrible disease. So all of you should go, run, right now, to your
checkbook and write a check to the American Diabetes Association so we can find
a cure. And go to www.BrendaNovak.com and
support her annual diabetes auction. Okay, I’m thinking it doesn’t really
matter now what’s in the rest of the refrigerator. Next question.
DONNELL: You’re in a
burning building, with terrorists plotting your demise on the outside. Write your way out of this plot.
LENA: Could you come up with something harder please? Geesh. Okay, well, if the building is on fire and the terrorists are on the outside, I’m actually assuming they ALREADY plotted my demise. That’s why the building is on fire. Duh. What they don’t know is that I had already figured out their plan before I went into the building. And since I’m dating a fireman who is also a chemist, I asked him last night to treat my hair, my skin, and my clothes with a special new invisible fire retardant. I also had my chemist-fireman-boyfriend add a special meat-flavored chemical to the fire hydrant in front of the building. And I timed my entry into the building so that the dog-walker, who passes in front of the building every day at noon, will be walking Mrs. Finkleman’s rottweilers right when the fire hoses begin spraying their meat-flavored water on the building. And because I was extra nice to my chemist-fireman-boyfriend last night, he turns the hose on the evil terrorists in the crowd. The rottweilers go crazy, pouncing on the terrorists, and I stroll out the front door of the burning building without so much as a singed eyebrow. My other boyfriend, the oh-so-handsome secret-agent who doesn’t mind sharing me with my chemist-fireman-boyfriend, arrests the evil terrorists and finds their dirty bomb hidden in the flux-capacitor of the Delorian sitting on the curb just down the block. I happily go home with both of my boyfriends as they take turns wooing me and trying to help me decide which one to choose as my life-long love. I plan on taking a very, very long time to make my decision.
DONNELL: Ha! Great answer, but brutal :) Have you
ever played the game of Simon Says?
After your book, will you ever play again?
LENA: Well, I had this boyfriend
once named Simon. And one day he told me to . . . um, never mind. Nope, I can never play that game again, not
after writing Simon Says Die. The
game doesn’t turn out so well for the people who play. If you don’t do what
Simon says, he kills you. But if you do what he says, you die. It’s a lose/lose
kind of game. Me, I prefer win/win types of choices, like white chocolate or
milk chocolate. Win/win.
DONNELL: Coffee, tea,
or something stronger?
LENA: The only way I can drink
coffee is if I de-coffee it, meaning, add so much sugar and cream that it
tastes like a hot milkshake. And the only thing tea is good for is throwing it
into a harbor to protest high taxes. Something stronger? Like alcohol? I used
to love drinking strawberry daiquiris once a week with friends while we watched
episodes of Miami Vice (music by Huey Lewis and the News, Don Johnson - AWESOME
show - but I digress.) Somewhere along the way, I developed a reaction to
alcohol. If I drink, I get short of breath, have horrible abdominal pain, and
end up in a fetal position for about thirty minutes. My doctor thought taking
out my gall bladder would cure it. I trusted him and tried a post-gallbladder
surgery margarita. Loved it! It was two-for-one night, so I started drinking a
second margarita. Then . . . bam. Short of breath, pain, fetal position. So,
I’ve discovered the joy of virgin daiquiris. And Diet Dr. Pepper. LOVE Diet Dr.
Pepper.
DONNELL: Are you
organized?
LENA: I say yes. My husband says no. I say he just doesn’t
understand my organization strategy.
DONNELL: What authors inspired your writing?
LENA: I admire other authors, want
to be successful like them and create amazing stories like them. But they don’t
inspire me. Readers inspire me. The
idea of creating a story that a reader will love so much that it will become
their favorite, that inspires me. The idea of creating a story someone would choose
to take with them if they were stranded on a desert island, that inspires me. The
idea of someone choosing my story above all others, that inspires me. Readers
inspire me to write every day, to dig deeper and to create the best stories I
can create.
DONNELL: How many
shoes do you have in your closet?
LENA: Too many to count, but I only
have three pair (pairs?) that I wear. All the other shoes sit there looking
pretty, tempting me to wear them, until I pick them up and remember how
uncomfortable they were the last time I wore them. One day I’ll stop buying pretty,
uncomfortable shoes that I’ll never wear.
DONNELL: What does it
mean to be happy?
LENA: Allow me to wax philosophic. (If
it helps, pretend I’m one of those serious literary types for just a moment,
instead of a genre fiction author.) Here’s my theory. Happiness is not a noun.
It’s a verb. It’s not a state of being. It’s a journey. The pursuit of happiness is what makes us
happy. Think about it. If you want something, and you work really hard to get
it, once you get it you feel kind of let down, don’t you? You immediately want
something else. Case in point, I want to be a New York Times bestseller. But if
I become an NYT bestseller, it won’t make me happy, because I’ll immediately
think of a new goal to pursue. But, hey, I could be wrong. I admit it. My
entire theory could be based on unsound facts. So, to test my theory, I would
appreciate it if everyone - EVERYONE - would please buy my books and put me on
The List. Okay??? For scientific reasons only of course.
LENA, NOW IT’S YOUR TURN.
QUESTION FOR READERS.
I seriously had so much fun with
these questions. You’re an awesome interviewer Donnell.
Ha! If only I didn't screw up the date! DO YOU HAVE A QUESTION FOR READERS?
LENA: Here is my question for the readers. Do you prefer to know the
identity of the villain up front, or do you prefer to figure it out along with
the hero and heroine?
Dear Readers. Your friendly GLIAS interviewer misread today's author's date. We will be re-running Lena Diaz's interview on April 7 & 8. I will be giving away a $50 Barnes & Noble or Amazon gift certificate, so be sure to spread the word. Comment (and yes, you may comment more than once) to be entered in the drawing on either April 3, 7 & 8. Also, Lena will be giving away a digital book. So answer Lena's question and let's talk about SIMON SAYS DIE.
Dear Readers. Your friendly GLIAS interviewer misread today's author's date. We will be re-running Lena Diaz's interview on April 7 & 8. I will be giving away a $50 Barnes & Noble or Amazon gift certificate, so be sure to spread the word. Comment (and yes, you may comment more than once) to be entered in the drawing on either April 3, 7 & 8. Also, Lena will be giving away a digital book. So answer Lena's question and let's talk about SIMON SAYS DIE.


























