Interview with Casse NaRome

Today, Casse NaRome is here to talk to us about her novel, Death Knows My Name...

MAYNE ST LECLAIR has spent her adult life closed off emotionally from the world around her. She learned very early on that those who get close to her end up dead. She knows she is cursed, but what she doesn’t know is why.

ECTAIN “ERIC” EDECK knows the pain he has caused Mayne but the connection is undeniable. Can Mayne get past the hurt and fall in love or has her heart been broken too many times?

Is death playing some sort of cruel joke on Mayne St LeClair or is watching her suffer breaking Death’s heart?

Death Knows My Name is available on Amazon

Tricia: Can you tell us a little about yourself?

Casse: Casse is short for Cassandra. I have no idea where I got the name NaRome from. No idea. Is that little enough? I am also a smart ass. :)

Tricia: When did you begin writing? 

Casse: I have been writing since a kid. My parents bought me journals for Christmas and instead of using them as diaries as most girls did. Filling them up with a make believe love life they pretended was real. A life where their crush actually paid attention to them, I just wrote pure fiction about the models I saw in catalogs using the clothing I like as their wardrobe.

Tricia: Describe your writing process. Do you plot or write by the seat of your pants? When and where do you write? 

Casse: I am a pantser. I try to plot but even when it is possible I never even come close to following it. My characters are bigger assholes than me. They never listen. We are an unruly bunch. I threaten to kill them off constantly.

Tricia: Can you tell us about your most recent release? 

Casse: Mayne, the heroine of my new release, is completely damaged. She forgets how to function like a regular person. She has no people skills and she uses her abrasive exterior to keep people at arm’s length because she believes she is cursed. She meets Eric and he holds all the answers she has needed her entire life. She can’t decide if he is The Monster she has always believed him to be or the savior her heart needs.

Tricia: How did you get the idea for the book? 

Casse: The first scene in Death Knows My Name is the event that happened to me that made this story pop in my mind. I was walking my dog and I heard footsteps behind us. My dog and I both flipped out but when we turned we didn’t see anything but blowing leaves scrapping against the pavement and shadows.

Tricia: If you could recommend just one of your books to my readers, which book would you choose? 

Casse: This question is like asking a parent which is their favorite child. Okay, not really and luckily I am not a parent and if I were I probably would be able to answer that question too. Without a doubt, I would recommend Death Knows My Name. It was a labor of love. It had to be because it was rejected so many times before I finally got a bite and feedback. That led to Soul Mate Publishing wanting it. But it also makes me very vulnerable with it as well. Very protective.

Tricia: Of all your characters, which one is your favorite? Why? 

Casse: I like all my characters really, even the evil ones. Eric is pretty awesome. I fell in love with him as well as Devon. But my favorite would be Dain from my YA series The Reborn.

Tricia: What was the most challenging aspect of writing your book? 

Casse: I hate bad things to happen to my characters. Unless they annoy me I try to protect them but that leads to a conflict free boring story. I have to step back and just let them have it.

Tricia: What would you like to tell us about your book or your writing that someone wouldn’t discover during a casual review of your blurb or website? 

Casse: I like to write for real people. They speak like real people; they say real things you would say to a close friend. My books aren’t stuffy at all sometimes they are inappropriate.

Tricia: What is your primary goal as an author? 

Casse: To write books that people want to read.

Tricia: Which authors have inspired your writing? 

Casse: Victoria Dahl. She has taught me that it is okay to write heroines that a lot of people won’t like. Death Knows My Name’s heroine Mayne can be very hard to like but she isn’t a Pollyanna, everybody likes me and falls in love with kind of me girl. She is a type of girl who rubs people the wrong way. Without me reading a Victoria Dahl heroine, Mayne would be Bella Swan. (No offense I was a Twihard myself before the movies…which I also loved. lol)

Tricia: What projects are you currently working on? 

Casse: I am working on a NA series called Part-Time Reaper

Tricia: What advice would you offer to new or aspiring authors? 

Casse: Don’t give up and start networking now. Don’t wait until your book is coming out. Do it now, be a real person, talk about more than book stuff and connect with people. Potential readers are people first.

About the Author: 
Casse Narome is the alter-ego of a self-proclaimed awesome weirdo who spent her childhood reading and daydreaming. As an adult that is also how she spends her time only now she writes her daydreams down for everyone to read. Casse is never serious, has been accused of wishing her life was a sitcom, laugh track and all, has a bad habit of talking out loud to herself and she is fine with being a little insane. She spends way too much time online, too much money buying books and laughing at her own jokes. You will find her on Twitter being very random and spewing her opinions. When you see her online, tell her to get back to her writing! Or just engage her in a hilarious random conversation.

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Excerpt from Death Knows My Name

“I don’t blame you. In all my existence, never once have I not done the Will of God. When others were falling, I stood strong and tall on the line of good and evil. When I let that soul go because I couldn’t stand to see the look on your face if that man were to die in your arms, I found myself compromising everything with you.”

I finally looked up at him. His eyes were back to the warm honey that I loved. Wait, no. I loved nothing about this guy.

“I don’t want you to choose between not hurting me and loyalty because you have some sort of unhealthy crush on me. I will always lose. I know that.”

His eyes locked on mine. “Are you sure the two are not the same now? Because I’m not.”

Fire burned through me, and I wanted him. Every part of him. If there was an option that he could be mine, I wanted that option. I wanted him to belong to me, to have him with me forever. Day in, day out, mine. But I knew when it came down to it we’d always have something between us. Today’s events would be a daily occurrence. But for tonight there was only him, staring me in my eyes with his liquid light ones that threatened to drown me, saying these perfect, perfect things.

I pushed those reckless thoughts aside. “Why are you here, Eric?”

“I wanted to see if you were okay. I didn’t come to fight with you.”

“Then maybe you should leave because that’s all I have for you. It’s all I have left.”

“You have a lot more in you. A lot more.”

His arms slipped around my waist and pulled me into him.

I put my hand on his cheek and leaned up to meet his tender kiss. It deepened. His body arced warm and solid against me, and I was a puddle.

He drew back from our kiss. I used the time to catch my breath. I should slap him and tell him to get the hell out of my apartment, no get the hell out of my life. Then he looked at me and the fire that was already burning blazed. An out of control inferno raged under my skin. I just wanted him, every inch, all over me.

“Eric, kiss me,” I whispered to him.

A slow smile formed on his wickedly handsome face. Our lips were only a breath apart. He held them there. His hands made their way to my head and into my black curls. He gently tilted my head up until my face was turned up to his.

What the hell are you doing? my mind screamed at me, but my body wasn’t listening.

“Tell me to kiss you again.”

“Kiss me, Eric.”