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Now that’s quite a ‘moothful’ as we say here in Scotland, a land of mists and mysterious creatures…No. Not the Scot. The selkie,


the kelpie, the wulvar… yip, you guessed it that’s a wolf, a were one. To think in my very first draft of Judas Bride, at that time a short story, the leader of the Wolves pulls Kara from the water a la Selkie style… Boy can stories change entirely…

And changing things is what my latest guest and namesake, the lovely Erin Moore, is here today to discuss. (I never twisted her arm or gave her a fiver on her opener ok.) Erin really worried about what to write. I don’t know why, cos she’s done a fabulous job with this.  And, of course her new book.

Why the shapeshifter? by Erin Mooreconv66

Lovely Shehanne has asked me about why I like to write shape-shifters. Let me give a long, convoluted response to this question.

I am mildly obsessed with pre-history, Paleolithic, tribal stuff. For instance, the Paleo/Primal diet is very fascinating, from a theoretical viewpoint (because who can really give up sugar?! I mean, really?). I’m also very interested in aspects of tribal child-rearing like baby-led weaning, co-sleeping – again, more in theory than practice here. It seems that everyone is really starting to become more aware of how the ancients lived and what they might have to teach us, for instance, about natural sleep cycles (no computer screens at night, my friends!).conv10

We also know that as people migrated from our origins in Africa eastwards and then north though Siberia before crossing over the land-bridge to the Americas, they brought with them a strong shamanistic belief system, meaning no priests or organized religion. For various reasons, this remained stronger in North America than it did in Western Europe, and gave the indigenous peoples of the US, including the Apaches, a very different world view than the one many of us grew up with.conv

So for me, Shamanism and all of its attendant practices like shape-shifting are just fascinating to discover and write about. It’s really a great time to be reading and writing, because others seem to be as interested in these topics now.

While I don’t explore most of these things in my writing, they are ever-present in my mind, and I hope that some of the residual learnings from our ancestors comes through in the narratives.

And now Erin’s Blurb …(Lucky clucky with that cover Erin, it’s gorgeous)

A Shaman’s temptation could be the undoing of his people…
Madeleine Greenway, perfectionist and analyst for Surety Bank, has no place in her rigidly organized life for something as unpredictable as a man, much less a Native American shaman. Sent to the White Mountain reservation to help the tribe finance its new casino, she meets Tak, a proud, beautiful Apache, and finds herself surrounded by something magical in the Arizona desert. His touch becomes a passport to otherworldly bliss, and the strange coyote she sees makes her question what’s real. But it’s the amazing sex with Tak that makes Madeleine lose sight of her goal—to guarantee that Surety Bank’s investment in the casino won’t fail.
Last in a long line of shaman shape-shifters, Tak Nah-Kah-Yen has sworn a vow of celibacy to his gods. But Madeleine’s lithe body and honeyed lips compel him to forswear his pledge, claiming her for his own. His passion for her overshadows his link to his gods at a time when he most needs their help. Desperate to find funding for the casino and lift his people out of poverty, he’d accepted start-up money from less than savory sources who are willing to kill to guarantee their profit—the profit Madeleine’s bank jeopardizes…

The Excerpt: oooooh……Erin says it’s a little x rated and to let her know if we would prefer a PG one. You know I just forgot to get back to her…

She closed her eyes and immediately felt different. Funny. She swam in a thick fog of forgetting and nothingness, letting go of Madeline the analyst, Madeleine the Perfect. She was nothing and everything, and welcomed the release of her body with a deep intensity. She lay down, her mind open to the night sky and the stars, awake yet dreaming.
The soft hiss of the fire blended with a tense excitement in the air. She became aware of another presence. She sat up to watch a creature approach on stealthy feet. A coyote, fierce and feral, hunter of the desert. It came closer, bringing the faintest scent of animal with it. She was oddly unafraid.
She stretched out her hand. The coyote was beautiful, red and brown in the moonlight. In the dream that was her reality, the coyote shifted, and the air became even more charged. He took on human features, the eyes widening, opening, pupils dilating, fur changing to deep copper skin in a curious blend of magic and dream.
She recognized this human. This was her man, Tak, his naked body taut and hard. He knelt before her and reached for her, his hands rough on her skin, pulling her body to his. She responded, opening to him. She exposed her neck, surrendering to his predator’s eyes and touch. He licked at her neck, tasting her, a deep growl in his throat. He held her neck, caressing, and then used his teeth to tear softly at her skin. She cried out in pain and excitement, her body enflamed, excited. She writhed against him, wanting to feel the length of him, the weight of him.
His breath was hot and moist against her face, ragged and quick. Madeleine twined her fingers in his hair, pulling herself toward him, hungering to feel her lips against his.
“Takshilim,” she murmured, and in the dream she thought she heard the hiss of something—it could have been the fire—or possibly a god, exhaling. The fire popped and sizzled, and she was suddenly dragged back  into her own consciousness.

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