Parker S. Huntington author of Asher Black: A Five Syndicates Novel (book one) Interview
First off, thank you, Parker for agreeing to this interview! I’m so excited to have you here!
Q: So, tell us a little about yourself. How did you get into writing?
A: My freshman year of college, a TA for a creative nonfiction breadth course pulled me aside and said that I should consider pursuing writing. Honestly, I thought it was a fool’s dream. I was on track to become a doctor, and surely, I couldn’t risk that, right? But… he was hot (LOL), and I decided to take more (of his) creative writing classes… And I fell in love (to clarify: with writing not him). I ended up majoring in Creative Writing and am now pursuing a Master’s in it.
Q: In your book, you mention Lucy’s obsession with Starbursts. I must know, is this an obsession of yours? Lol.
A: Yes. Starbursts are life. They’re second to no other candy, though frozen Sour Patch Kids give Starbursts a run for their money.
Q: How did you come up with Asher? How did his character end up transpiring to paper? And Lucy’s?
A: Asher is inspired by John Wick, which is one of my all-time favorite series! It felt so natural writing him, and everything I wanted him to be—alpha, respectful, hot, broody, etc.—ended up being so easy to write. He felt real in my head. As for Lucy, she’s inspired by a combination of myself and a friend. On my friend’s side, she was a CA foster child who volunteered in Africa prior to attending an Ivy League. On my side, I’m a total goof with ridiculous mental thoughts like Lucy’s. Because Lucy and I share the same thought processes, it was easy to write her character.
Q: I also noticed Lucy is a bit of a dork; muttering to herself and sometimes accidently talking aloud instead of to herself. Is this a quirk of yours? A friends?
A: Yes! Of mine! One time, in middle school, I was talking to myself, and I didn’t realize I was mouthing my thoughts. My crush happened to be beside me and was giving me WTF looks. That was when I realized I had the Dork Virus. LOL.
Q: I already know there are plans for more books. Can you give us any ideas of a hopeful timeline for when the rest will be published?
A: Niccolaio Andretti (July 18th), Bastiano Romano (Sept. 12th); Marco Camerino (Nov. 7th); Rafaello Rossi (Jan 2nd). Aside from Niccolaio, which is up for preorder already, these are all VERY tentative dates.
Q: Also, I love you covers! Want to give a shout to a cover designer or the models in the photos?
A: Thank you! I design my own covers. As for the models, the model for Niccolaio Andretti is the very talented, very gorgeous Sebastian Cole. He no longer models (much), and he has transitioned into acting as of late! You can find him on Freeform’s (ABC Family’s) Recovery Road and Amazon’s Original Series I Love Dick.
Q: Did you self-publish or go with a publisher?
A: I self-published! I love having control of every aspect of my writing, which is the best part about self-publishing.
Q: What was the hardest thing about writing this book? And the easiest?
A: The hardest thing part was starting and finishing the novel. I’m notorious for starting novels without finishing them, so it surprised me that this is the one that I made it to the end with. The easiest part was Lucy. She’s so fun, and I love her sense of humor. I think it brings everything together.
Q: What advice for aspiring authors do you have?
A: Write at least 1K words at least three times a week. There are times when I’d write no words a week, and that’s the worst. I’d feel very discouraged, but if I’m not in the mood for writing one week, I’ll do 1K three times that week and feel like I at least did something!
Q: Did you write this book a computer? Typewriter? Pen and paper?
A: I wrote this book on my laptop and phone. LOL. Most of it was written on a laptop, but sometimes inspiration will strike randomly, and I’ll be writing scenes on my phone (i.e. in line at the grocery store).
Q: Can you tell me fun little tidbits about book two without giving anything away?
A: Nick and Minka have a slow burning relationship, mostly because they can’t stand each other in the beginning. Nick is suspicious about everyone and everything, since he has a hit on his head. Minka is struggling to become a better person, but she’s still got that sass, and it’s directed toward Nick!
Q: Where can your fans reach you?
A: Instagram: @parkershuntington
Fan Group: facebook.com/groups/parkerettes
Q: Is there anything else you would like to add?
A: Here’s an EXCLUSIVE excerpt from Niccolaio Andretti (subject to change post-edits).
I wait patiently as he takes me in, and I wonder what he’s thinking. His eyes are unfriendly and aloof, but he’s the one who’s approaching me. Not the other way around. What that means, I’m not sure.
But I wait for him anyway, because I can’t not wait for him.
Everything about this man is magnetic.
His face, his body, his voice, his aura—all of it entices me and draws me in, until I’m no longer listening to the voice in my head that’s begging me to think of Mina and her future. The way I react to him is pathetic and disgusting, but I can’t stop it all the same.
I just stand there, watching him watch me, and I hate myself for it.
I hate him for it, too.
“What do you want?” I finally ask.
“John Clinton?” He arches a condescending brow and nods his head in the direction of the brownstone behind me.
“He’s a friend.” I cross my arms defensively, the movement drawing his attention to my chest. I narrow my eyes in an attempt to convince him—and myself—that I don’t like the way he stares at me. And just because I hate the way he has me reacting, I add some extra attitude in my voice. “What’s it to you?”
He smirks, the lift of his lips so beautiful and foreign and wasted on such an irritating person. “He’s a friend.”
I snort, hardly believing it. “John doesn’t have friends.”
“Maybe I’m his only friend.” He takes a step closer. “Maybe I’m his best friend.” Another step. “Maybe I’m looking out for him.”
“And I’m the threat?” I look down at my petite body pointedly, but I regret it immediately when his eyes trail the same path down my body.
My breathing hitches, and his eyes flare with lust.
And I recognize that look immediately.
I just never thought I’d see it in someone I’m attracted to.
“You look pretty threatening to me,” he says, surprising me.
This man, who has tree trunks for thighs, a chest that spans the distance of the Pacific and arms with ridges like hills, thinks I look threatening.
What has this world come to?
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