#Interveiw with @MadhuriBlaylock for The Boy

Madhuri is a Jersey City Heights girl via Snellville, Georgia, who writes paranormal fiction and is slightly infatuated with tattoos, four-inch heels, ice cream, Matt Damon, scotch, Doc Martens, Laini Taylor, photo booths and dancing like a fool.

She's currently working on The Sanctum trilogy and hopes one day soon, everyone is walking around with copies of The Girl and The Boy in their pocket or on their Kindle.

She wants to get a goat and a burro, but since she lives in the city, will settle for some chickens.

To learn more about her, you can follow her blog, follow her on Twitter or like her on Facebook. She's totally chatty so drop her a line any time.

1.  At any given time do you work on only one story at a time and maybe plot out the next one or are there many ideas racing around your head?

Right now, while I’m working on The Sanctum Trilogy, I’ve had a couple of other stories bang around in my head, so I’ve started notebooks for them and whenever an idea strikes, I jot it down. The difficult part is to keep those ideas separate and distinct from what I’m currently working on, not let them somehow weave their way into The Sanctum. So far I’ve been pretty successful.

2. Is there a genre you haven't written in but would like to? Or wish you could write in?

I’m fascinated by erotica, but not sure I could actually write it. I worry that after a while I might feel like I’m writing sex just because it’s erotica and that’s what I’m supposed to do, but not because it is a good place for a sex scene. Does that make sense? I also worry I might not be very good at it.

But perhaps a romance novel, where I’m free to be as romantic and sappy as I like?

My mom was a HUGE fan of Harlequin romances - in her bathroom there was a basket full of the books. As a kid, I would sneak them all the time and they ALL had them same formula: girl meets boy, girl and boy fall in love, girl and boy break up, and then girl and boy get back together and everyone is happy. Not sure my romance novel would follow the same formula but I’m certain it would be just as addictive.

3. Do you add an element of romantic suspense in your stories?

There is romance in my current trilogy, quite a bit of it in fact, but I wouldn’t qualify the romance as suspenseful. That said, there are some romantic elements in book III that I’m certain will surprise folks that have read books I and II.

4. Say you have unlimited funds: What kind of writing office/cottage would you create for yourself?

I would love a Tuscan villa, close enough to Florence that I could zip in and out of town when necessary, but removed from the hustle and bustle. I would love it to sit atop a hill, looking down on a small village and all of my olive trees while I work on my next book. Days would be spent writing (and fixing everything that breaks around my old villa) and nights would be with family and friends, eating excellent food, drinking loads of wine, and toasting to the good life.

5. If you could turn your novel into a TV show, which novel or series would you do? Where would it be set? Network TV (ABC, NBC, CBS), Cable (AMC, BBC, Lifetime) or Premium Cable (HBO, Showtime, Starz)?

It would be called The Sanctum and its home would definitely be HBO or Showtime. That way I could be assured the quality would be stellar and I could pull in some of the stars from my dream casting (emphasis on the word dream) of the books:

Dev: Lupita Nyong’o

Wyatt: Nicholas Hoult

Ryker: Charles Michael Davis

Jools: Emma Stone

Darby: Dakota Fanning

Clive Owen: Josiah

Angelina Jolie: Sam

Carter: Michael Kelly

Ava: Kate Winslet

Philip: Jeffrey Wright

Maya: Lisa Bonet

Luc Arsenault: Gaspard Ulliel

Abha: Deepika Padukone

Zoe Kravitz: Louella “Lou” Bosch

Max: Logan Lerman

Darvin: Ben Barnes

Claude Grayson: Djimon Hounsou

Jedda: Vincent Cassell

Ian McKellan: Pius

6. Finally, tell us about your latest release!

In THE GIRL, Madhuri Blaylock introduced readers to the world of The Sanctum, one corrupted by greed and savagery and hellbent on achieving a single goal: destroying the prophesied hybrid. When one of its most celebrated warriors questioned his allegiances, age-old secrets were unveiled and violence erupted. The journey becomes more perilous and intense as the trilogy surges forward with THE BOY.

Can you cross the plains of death, collect every piece of your soul and make it back to the land of the living?

And if you complete the journey, will your loved ones welcome your return?

The Ramyan have been answering such questions since the creation of The Sanctum. A mysterious sect of Magicals, haunting the blank spaces of time and memory, they serve no one but themselves and their higher purpose. They exist on a plane removed from earthly matters, shifting easily between the living and the dead, moving in time to the beat of their own drummer.

At least they did.

Dev and Wyatt change all of that when the prophesied hybrid lands on the steps of Rinshun Palace, seeking help for the wounded Class A Warrior. That decision alters lives and sets old agendas back on course. But at what cost to Dev and Wyatt? And does that really even matter?

Excerpt:

The clearing in the park still hummed with magic. Her magic. And her scent. It was why he kept coming back to the same spot every night, just for a whiff. Then he could go about his business, whatever that might be.

Darvin Lucius Jefferson was one hundred and ten, going on seventeen. He was a wealthy, bored teenager who became a wealthy, somewhat bored vampire. There were a few things in this life that brought him joy, piqued his interest: from the very first day he saw her, Jools Clayworth, and as of nine days ago, that stunning thing her brother was running around with before he died.

Of course, Darvin had no idea whether or not Wyatt perished subsequent to his ministrations, nor did he care. He simply assumed the too-good looking, sanctimonious warrior was dead, for his wound was hideous and he seemed to be breathing on borrowed time. Darvin had told the pretty thing as much that night, then he'd returned to his perch atop the Dakota and watched her strap the warrior to her back and escape into nothingness.

What a feat that had been.

One moment she was there, in all her stunning beauty and tortured agony, the next she was gone.

Poof.

As if she'd never been there at all.

Darvin went to the spot that night, less to follow her than simply explore. It was glamoured to avoid human detection but he found it easily, having watched the warrior and his beautiful best friend, Ryker Morrison, comb the area many a time over the past year. But try as he might, Darvin could spot nothing to hint at an escape hatch or portal. Whatever the pretty thing had used to vanish into thin air, it was long gone, hidden from prying eyes. All that lingered was her scent, that hypnotizing, intoxicating essence of her that Darvin wished he could bottle and keep hidden in his pocket. Away from Darby.

Darby Winthrop.

The one and only.

The dark queen of New York.

The southern belle from hell.

His maker.

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