There’s something you might not know about me (Muse KJ).
If I read a book and fall absolutely in love with it, I want to become friends with the author. Maybe even BFFs.
The Renhala series is one of those series that I fell in love with, was pleased I knew the author, and immediately contact her to beg-request she write another in the series. Did I succeed with that? Not sure. But I DID get you an exclusive interview with Kailey, the protagonist of Renhala.
The Golden Dunes of Renhala (Renhala, #2)
by Amy Joy Lutchen
Blurb: How do you live with a secret so dark and so deeply woven into your being that it threatens to smother your very existence, with no known way out? Use it to your advantage.
Kailey Rooke, karmelean, and now a possibly unethical karma-for-hire, has spent the past year jumping from project to project without any real hope for salvation. With repercussions from her actions at every turn, she discovers that as time goes on, she loses a bit more of herself to that which feeds on her anguish–that which is thriving inside her own body.
When a new contract to find a missing girl arises, Kailey attempts to put her past and its associated problems on the back burner, but she soon finds out that treachery and deceit lie shortly ahead in Golden Dunes, only giving face to new problems, with one leading right back to her childhood past.
She struggles to complete her contract as her own life teeters on a fulcrum, constantly tipping according to karma’s whim. How long will she keep her balance? Which way will she fall?
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Interview with Kailey
Kristen, thank you so much for having me today. I’m a bit nervous, but I know this is going to be fun. *takes a deep breath, then slowly releases* Okay, ask away… I’m ready! I think… *sips a bit of tea*
Can we start with a heavy hitter? What lessons have the past year brought you? It is a new year, and all.
Don’t put a cake out to cool in front of a hungry greble or woodsprite? Just kidding. Believe in yourself. You have to have faith in your abilities to cope, manage, and even overcome, if need be. We are all strong no matter what we think of ourselves. We may have to dig deep, but deep in that well is a treasure ready to be discovered and shared with the thirsty.
How has karma changed you?
You know, I really wish I could say that knowing karma is the real deal makes me a better person—perhaps even the perfect person, but I can admit I am far from it. I can say, however, that I make a more conscience effort to do what’s “right.” I’m human though, and humanity as a whole, blessed with free will, is allowed to stumble every now and then. As long as you aren’t falling down a perpetual staircase, you’ll manage through life—as long as you remember to make the occasional deposit in the karma bank!
You seem to be surrounded by hunky men. What makes a man swoonworthy?
A swoonworthy man is one that grabs your breath as well as your heart with one simple act. Now depending on the day, time, weather, positioning of the planets *smiles*, that one act could be a shared smile, or a flexing of a well-muscled body, or the intoxicating touch of a giver. *shudders* Kristen, I think you know whom I speak of…
Mmmhmm. Speaking of hunks…I have to ask…who is the best kisser?
*chokes on a sip of tea* Wow! Well, uhhh… I don’t know how to answer that question. *blushes* If I must answer, I’d have to say Ladimer. *blushes an even deeper shade of red, then fans herself* His hands, his lips. My dear god, Kristen.
How would you define navi?
Navi is a beautiful thing. Because of my abilities as a karmelean, I’m able to sense/feel living creatures’ energies. Now navi is special. It’s a warm, happy-inducing, comforting sort of energy that only reveals itself when true love exists between living creatures. Let’s say it’s like a blanket of hope.
Maybe we should lighten things up in here. What’s your favorite blend of tea?
Gunthreon’s hymenaea protera tea by far is the best tea one will ever taste! It’s the perfect blend: crème brulee creaminess, the satisfying aroma of full-blossomed roses, and the perfect touch of honey sweetness. Yes, it’s worthy of your drools. Too bad the tea is made from an extinct plant and you will not find it at any store. Sorry for all you tea lovers! *moves a bit closer to Kristen, then whispers* I’ve got a stash. Come hit me up later.
Chocolate or vanilla?
Can I say marble? Life is marbleized, isn’t it? *long pause* I’m sticking with marble.
What’s your theme song?
OOOooh, I have to pick one song? Right here and now, I’m going to say Justin Timberlake’s “What Goes Around.” Yes!! Definitely that song. *starts humming, wiggling in seat. Kristen joins in*
Thanks for coming Kailey! Do come back again – and maybe bring by one of those hunks?
I have to find him. As I run on empty, feeling as though I may not be able to search any longer, I unintentionally fall upon an unbelievably strong energy which stops me in my tracks—Neda.
It’s not the gray-haired English teacher I once knew, but is now a beautiful white unicorn, prancing inside a small circular patch of grass graced with delicately thin, spindly-branched trees. The trees hang low, sweeping their dry and withered arms to Neda as it continues to dance with quick steps and bellow its short neighs. A low, ominous noise resonates from the trees, sounding like a mournful humming.
Entering into the circle with Neda and turning to observe each tree, I notice they possess actual faces in the bark, each different, but all weeping thick and sticky tears. Neda’s energy swirls beautifully with the unicorn’s performance and I sense its attempt at quieting the trees by dissolving their maladies.
My undying need to help—no matter how strong sudo-abominor is becoming—has my feeler reaching to the trees and massaging the sadness like knots; I’m massaging the aches of broken spirits with an energy full of goodness and hope. Neda is fully cognizant of my presence, and the unicorn watches me cautiously as it continues lifting its hooves, one by one, and creating a sound similar to Native American spirit drumming.
Despite my loss of energy, I continue kneading until I can barely do so any longer. Feeling faint but determined, I attempt to hold on to the moment as a beautiful sound reaches my ears as the trees’ expressions begin changing and sprouts of green moss begin rapidly growing on the branches, an occasional pink bulb growing out from each moss patch. Smiles appear around us, and the once sad song slowly morphs into a joyous, heraldic melody of triumphant victory.
About Renhala (Renhala, #1)
Kailey Rooke, timid accountant dedicated to philanthropic work, finds herself spiraling into a deep depression after she suffers a horrifyingly odd and humiliating assault, to only discover more of these freakish assaults occurring across the globe.
A chance discovery leads Kailey to a meeting with elderly Gunthreon, actual master of persuasion. Gunthreon, who seems to know too much of Kailey’s history for her liking, opens Kailey’s eyes to a coexisting magical realm she never knew existed: Renhala, while entrusting her with the knowledge of her newfound power as karmelean, serving as a beacon to the Higher Ones. She soon discovers that Renhala is in danger, and this danger has been leaking into her own realm. As she uncovers secrets within herself, and attempts to toughen up, she fuses with an unlikely band of fellow travelers/creatures, falls into an unexpected love triangle, and finds the courage to master a new deadly weapon.
As blood is shed and puzzles near completion, Kailey pulls from deep within herself, conjuring up mystical qualities that enable her to astonish as once predicted at her birth, but despite the newfound strength, Kailey will discover that monsters not only come in ugly packages, but can be easily disguised as those she has come to love and trust.
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About The Author: Amy Joy Lutchen
Was born in Chicago and slept in a dresser drawer for the first few weeks of my life, marking me as a future claustrophobe.
I studied at the University of Illinois, Champaign-Urbana (man I grew up quick), where I became a number, but decided it was a good number.
I write with plenty of snacks in hand, making sure they are not in multiples of three. That number makes me nervous.
Author of the Renhala series.
There is a tour wide giveaway for the blog tour for Golden Dunes of Renhala. Here is what you can win: signed Renhala hardcover, signed bookmark, tea(s), two fun pouches (one with a skull, the other the word “LOVE”), a snake ring and $25 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card.
As a proud owner of a signed copy of Renhala, let me tell you this is one beautiful book!