UFI welcomes Mimi Sebastian Author of the Necromancer Series. Thanks for Joining us!!
What can you tell my readers about yourself that they might not know from looking on your bio or reading in another interview?
I’m a foodie, love trying out different types of cuisine. I had the pleasure of tasting fried termites when I was in the Peace Corps!
What do you enjoy doing on your down time?
Sleeping! LOL. Spending time with my family and friends, reading, getting exercise.
What is your Favorite part of writing?
The stories and the characters. I also love doing the research, plotting out story and character arcs. The best part is when story ideas come to you and when characters reveal things about themselves, as you write, which have an impact on the storyline.
Do you have any certain routines you must follow as you write?
Because of my hectic life, family and day job, it’s impossible for me to maintain any kind of writing routine. I do like to listen to music while I write and will edit what I wrote the previous day or few days before to warm myself up.
What are some of your Favorite books or Authors in the Urban Fantasy/ Paranormal Genres?
Kelley Armstrong, Stacia Kane, and Jim Butcher. One of my fellow ImaJinn authors, D.B. Reynolds, has a wonderful vampires series, Vampires in America. I would also include Joss Whedon even though he doesn’t write books per se. Buffy is a seminal tv show that has influenced me as an author and I don’t think I’m the only one.
How would you pitch The Necromancer Books to someone who has not heard of it before?
I enjoy exploring the grey moral areas of my characters. They all have to make horrible choices based their allegiances to their own supernatural race and past events. And my heroine, Ruby, is a necromancer. She raises and controls the dead. It’s not a glamorous power, like casting spells or giving chase in stilettos. It’s rather gruesome, in fact, and I was very into exploring how she dealt with such a power. Does it twist her? Yes! It’s how she transcends the darkness that’s interesting…or will she?
Can you tell us a little bit about the world that The Necromancer Books is set in?
The human world contains demons, vampires, witches, werewolves…the usual supernatural suspects living amongst humans without their knowledge. The demons came over from another realm, not really hell, and began effecting the human realm, gaining power over other supernatural races which the vampires resented since they were the former bad boys on the block. What I have fun exploring was how demons influenced human culture from ancient times to the present. Based on their contact with humans through the ages, they shaped human culture and religion. Necromancers played a large part in how demons initially made contact with humans, which led to disastrous consequences and which is part of what Ruby is dealing with in the books. Ruby also travels to the demon realm. Those scenes were fun to write, but also challenging in how to make that world unique and interesting without copying every other fantasy realm already imagined. I drew upon ancient cultures like the Sumerians to imagine my architecture (in the mythology, the demons actually influenced Sumerian architecture) and added some descriptions influenced by both H.P. Lovecraft and Clive Barker.
Do you have a favorite scene in The Necromancer’s Betrayal ?
I’m a horror afficionado, and there was a creepy scene in particular between Ruby and a voodoo priest in a Colambarium. I enjoy writing scary scenes, playing up the creepiness, finding the language to create the tension and fear, the grossness without the gore. A couple of things stand out for me in that scene: Ruby and the voodoo priest talking about how their power over the dead differ and how Ruby escapes. She’s not like a werewolf, with physical strength, and has to be creative in how she uses her power.
Which one character out of all your books was your favorite to write about? What about the hardest to write about?
To me the protagonists are always the hardest because you are the closest to them and maybe know them too well. Especially in a book series, it’s always challenging to show their growth over the books. I want Ruby to learn something about herself and her power in each book and over the course of the series.
I love my main villain. (My books have lots of characters and political struggles so there are various characters trying to mess things up for Ruby, but there is one principle villain trying to influence her to use her power in bad ways.) I don’t want to say too much. His identity is revealed in the second book, Necromancer’s Betrayal, and it’s actually not terribly hard to figure out. It wasn’t my intent to make it hard to learn who is behind the madness. For me, the more intriguing part was the relationship between him and Ruby. He’s not an individual who comes across as a homicidal maniac and is very rational. In fact, Ruby sometimes has a hard time remembering the terrible things he’s done. In one scene in the third book, he reminds her of what he’s capable of and it shocks Ruby as well as reminds her that he is evil.
What Other Projects can we look forward to reading from you?
I’m also writing and self-publishing a pirate historical romance series, called the Sea Rover’s Passion. I’m working on the second book right now. I have an idea for a romantic suspense series set in different exotic locales, based on places I’ve traveled to and lived, like Brazil and West Africa.
She's a member of Romance Writers of America and the Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal chapter of RWA. A transplant from the beaches of Florida, Mimi now wanders the desert in Phoenix, AZ, and attempts to balance writing with a day career, fantastic family, and household diva: her Amazon parrot.
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The Necromancer's Betrayal
Her powers have been hobbled. Her enemies are growing stronger.Excerpt: Ewan and Ruby Dance
Old loves challenge her. And her worst betrayer may be herself.
Necromancer Ruby Montagne is battling for her life in the realm of demons. Unfairly branded for the death of a fellow necromancer, she's got to prove her innocence without the full use of her magic. And the real culprit is still on the loose.
While someone is stalking her friends among the witches, Ruby searches for answers inside the dark intrigues of both the demon and necromancer worlds. Ruby must confront this new, sinister threat while reconciling her feelings for her former lover, a demon warrior. Only it's difficult . . . because a sexy vampire is making it clear that he'd like to be more than just friends.
The competition for Ruby's trust heats up as the enemy pushes her toward a dark side that could threaten the entire realm. Yet what can Ruby do when she's not even sure what she is? With the fabric separating the realms at stake, she must decide whom to trust. But will the ultimate betrayal be her own?
A hand I knew all too well rested on my shoulder. “Come dance with me.”
My first impulse was to huff, having watched him with Portia, but I smoothed my feathers and smothered the small fire that had been smoldering all night. If Ewan wasn’t going to bug me about Lysander, then I wasn’t going to disturb this quiet, soothing, if not a bit dangerous peace. It probably helped that I was just buzzed enough to agree, and maybe that had been his devious plan. I let him lead me to the floor and envelop me in his arms for the slow dance. His hesitation joined mine for a brief moment when our bodies connected, melting every nerve ending.
I can’t do this to myself.
I moved away from him, but, sensing my skittishness, he tightened his grip, pulling me against his chest. My breath caught and my body buzzed with longing and want. We danced for a few moments to let the popping world around us settle. I understood why it was so much easier to attack each other, find an irritation to mine, an axe to throw, because all of that was easier than enduring this crippling longing, feeling this gaping hole carved in my chest.
When my heart finally stopped tripping over itself, I carefully settled my cheek on the soft silk of his shirt. He pressed his lips to my ear, and his breath, tinged with whiskey and his spicy demon scent, overwhelmed me and everything, everyone around us melted in a blur. He pressed his thumb against my side, grazing until he found the round swell of my breast. I felt his smile against my cheek when I suppressed a moan. My rebellious arms somehow found their way around his neck.
“You’re insufferable,” I said.
“Charming.” His breath puffed against my earlobe, causing my nipples to harden.
“Confident.” He continued to rub and caught my nipple with one devious flick, eliciting a sharp gasp.
“That, too.” He tightened his arms even more. “Do you know how much I want to throw you over my shoulder, take you to my place, and make love to you? I don’t think you’ll ever understand how much I want you.” His words, whispered into my ear, soft and husky, about undid me.
“This conversation is not a good idea.” But my body screamed, throbbed to hear the rest of what he wanted to do.
“Why? Don’t want Lysander to see me kiss you?” He glided his lips across my jawbone, leaving my skin zinging everywhere he touched. “He kissed you.” His words, tinged with a note of regret, sent a violent shiver through me.
“No. Stop. What if Malthus sees?” I pushed away from him. He loosened his embrace, giving me an extra inch of space, without removing his arms from my waist.
“Maybe I don’t give a damn.”
“I had an interesting talk with Portia.” My words had the intended effect, throwing a bucket of freezing cold water over the conversation. I hated to extinguish the passion I so craved, but our talk had veered into the same morass that led to nowhere but despair.
“That was mean,” he said, his eyes clouding with frustration.
“What? Talking with her or bringing it up?”
“What did you talk about?”
I smirked. “Sharing.”
He quirked an eyebrow. “Maybe I don’t want to know.”
“Do you trust her?”
“It’s wise not to trust anyone for the time being, but I’d be surprised if she was involved.”
“You might try talking to her the next time you’re together.”
“I haven’t been with anyone since you and I made love.” He narrowed his eyes at me. “Guess I can’t say the same for you.”
Ah, back to the pain. It almost felt better. At least we’d enjoyed most of the evening before igniting the white flag. I should have shot back at him with some retort, admonished him for judging me, but I was too buzzed and confused with guilt and readily accepted my role as dartboard for the night.
“So tell me, are you and Lysander serious? Do you care for him?” he asked.
“Yes, of course.”
His arms stiffened.
“He’s a friend,” I added.
His eyebrows shot up in disbelief.
“I’m not dating him. I’m not dating you either. Yes, we—” Frustration stifled my words. “What do you want me to do? Wait nine years? I don’t think our relationship can stand nine years of hurting each other.”
His arms tightened, tightened, tightened and suffocated my thoughts. “He’s using the blood exchange to manipulate you.”
“He’s not manipulating me. You know better than that.”
“Lysander is a very old vampire, and I can assure you, he didn’t spend those hundreds of years in a monastery. He knows exactly what he’s doing.”
“Just like you know exactly what you’re doing with Portia?”