About Heather Dade

Heather Dade was born near the Great Lakes, but made her way to South Carolina where she lives to this day. She's the author of Epiphany (an ARe best seller) and Forbidden Magic. She has also published several books and over forty short stores and poems under the name Heather Kuehl (pronounced "keel").
For more information about Heather's published works, upcoming releases, and events visit her website; http://www.mrsheyhey.com/

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Welcoming Cate Masters!

It's May 1st. Do you know what that means?

It's time for another featured author! Yay! This month's author is Cate Masters, author of Fever Dreams. Take it away Cate!

The Power of Dreams

Do you believe dreams have a basis in reality? Can they sometimes contain warnings? Can they change the course of your life? Some believe all of the above. If you Google “dream meanings,” literally thousands of web sites appear. Probably just as many books have been written on the subject. Most agree that dreams flow from a person’s unconscious mind, using symbols relevant to that person’s life. A primal means of communication, symbols generally have universal meaning – for instance, a bird in flight represents freedom.

I prefer to dream during the day. As Edgar Allen Poe said: "Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream by night.” Though dreams fascinate me, I’m not one of those writers whose story ideas are conveyed through dreams.

Dreams allow us to delve deeper into our subconscious. Most importantly, they allow us the freedom to explore our most basic desires, and to set our imaginations free.

My contemporary novel, Fever Dreams, was a fun way to explore these concepts. The novel contains many fantasy dream sequences that allowed me to delve into the subconscious of the heroine, Diana, in a unique way. Through her dreams, she recognizes her feelings for Cal overwhelm her reason and better judgment. She knows the relationship has wonderful elements, but in almost a sensory overload way.

Eternal Press will release Fever Dreams http://www.eternalpress.biz/book.php?isbn=9781615720910 on May 7.

I'm holding a giveaway open until release day. Leave a comment at this Popculturedivas post for a chance to win a PDF of Fever Dreams. I’ll announce the winner on May 7 on my blog.

Here’s an excerpt from Fever Dreams:

The old magazines crowding the basket by the bookshelf could definitely go. She bagged all but the current month and would drop them off at the library next week.

By nine o’clock that night, weariness crept over her. She switched on the TV and plopped onto the sofa. She flipped through the channels and found a sixties music documentary on PBS that caught her interest. She curled up, cozy on the pillow. Soon her eyes grew heavy, and she drifted off.

She sat on the bank of a wide brown river. Birds twittered in the trees; the sun warmed her skin. She hugged her knees, covered by her long blue dress. Someone whistled a tune. Curious, she stood, and strolled upriver. On a crude raft, a boy drifted downstream, pole in hand. His straw hat and cotton shirt and pants appeared as odd as her midcalf dress. She should know him, but from where?

When he saw her, he waved, and pushed the raft to the bank.

As he approached, she realized why he looked familiar. The blue of his eyes matched the blue of her dress, his sandy brown hair framing his face beneath the hat. It was Cal.

He stepped onto the grass, holding the raft’s rope. “Come on. I’m going downstream.”

Even as a boy, his height overwhelmed her.

“What do you mean?”

His smile was as electric as his gaze. “Come with me.”

Those three words drew her like an incantation. She followed him to the raft. He held her hand as she climbed on. The center appeared the safest place, so she sat.

With the pole, he pushed out into the current. He turned to her and smiled. “Nice, huh?”

Better than nice, but she nodded. “Where are we going?”

“Why?” His lips curled in a half-smile; he pushed the raft farther from shore.

What an odd response, but he must have known what he was doing. She set her hands on the raft and leaned her head back to enjoy the sun. When he whistled “You Are My Sunshine,” she opened her eyes and smiled. His gaze embraced her, warmed her.

A distant rumble sounded. “What’s that?”

He thrust the pole into the water and pushed.

The noise grew louder, a low and steady rush. Her nerves prickled. “What is it?”

His loud laugh mixed with the approaching roar.

On all fours, she stared in horror. The river ahead disappeared in a mist.

“No—we have to turn back!”

His eyes blazed as he slowly turned. “There’s no turning back now.”

She gasped, and scrambled to the edge for something, anything to hold on to. The river dropped off. As the mist rose up to surround them, she could see nothing but Cal. The raft plunged down and down, no end in sight. The thundering water drowned her scream.

With a gasp, Diana awoke and sat up, her heart pounding as Cal’s laughter echoed in her head. Bart peered from the back of the sofa. She pulled him to her. “Oh, Bart. What a dream.” The thrumming of his purrs steadied her heartbeat, but she couldn’t quell the feeling that Cal’s sizzling blue eyes still seared into her like a laser.

Cate Masters writes fantasy/dark fantasy, historical, contemporary and speculative fiction, described by reviewers as “so compelling, I did not want to put it down,” “such romantic tales that really touch your soul,” “filled with action scenes which made it a riveting story,” and “the author weaves a great tale with a creative way of using words that makes the story refreshing to read.” Visit Cate online at http://www.catemasters.com/, http://www.catemasters.blogspot.com/ or follow her on Facebook or Twitter.

Ooooh! Sounds good Cate. I can't wait to get my hands on Fever Dreams on May 7th! Thank you for stopping by today.


Cate Masters said...

Thanks so much for having me today, Heather! Your blog is beautiful. :)

Diane Scott Lewis said...

Cate, your excerpt had me hooked! I wanted to read more.

Barbara Elsborg said...

I absolutely think dreams have a basis in reality. I also think it's fun trying to work out what the basis is - especially when I dream something weird like not being able to fasten the buttons on my coat no matter how hard I try. In fact - so many of my dreams involve frustration - it's a little worrying.
Nice interview!!!

Cate Masters said...

Thanks so much, Diane and Barbara!
I admit, I have some strange dreams, but my imagination's pretty active all day too. :)

Lorrie said...

Oh, what a tempting excerpt. I can't wait to add this one to my TBR pile, Cate.

Cate Masters said...

Thanks, Lorrie. :) It was a blast to write.

MAGGI said...

Nice excerpt Cate. Intriguing. I use dreams in my writing, but not often. I've heard that some writers go to sleep with a problem about a character or the plot and awaken to the answer. Sadly, it doesn't work for me.

Cate Masters said...

I know Maggi, I used to be envious of writers who said their ideas came to them in dreams. But I think I'd prefer being able to dream up my own. :) Thanks for stopping by!