Jo Tannah talks about The Hunt

Promote Me Please After Dark welcomes Jo Tannah to talk about her new book The Hunt.

Q.1.  Elevator pitch? Please give me 25 words or so to embody The Hunt

A.1. When the hunter becomes the hunted, which is the better course to take: run or hide?

Q.2. Who is your favourite character in The Hunt and why?

A.2. Hands down, Malik. He knows what he wants and he takes what he wants. How he goes about it can be questionable, but always, he does it with style, grace, and respect for his target-Marcus.

Q.3. If  The Hunt was made into a film, and you had unlimited access, who would you cast in the main roles?

A.3. Marcus would be played by Dwayne Johnson
Malik would be played by Alexander Siddig

Q.4. Do you laugh, smile or cry while writing? (I do sometimes.)

A.4. I frown! bwahhaaaaa

Q.5. Where does The Hunt fit in your oeuvre? Is it part of a series, or a development of a theme you use?

A.5. Initially, The Hunt started out as a short standalone, but then I got a lot of response from readers who wanted more of the world and the cast. This is the 2^nd edition and as such, has been considerably expanded, revised, and re-edited. It started out as a very short almost 11k work, but has since been doubled to over 23K. Also, this is book one of a new series I am developing: The Adventures of Marcus Kildud

Thanks! 

Thank you, Jo! Now, scroll down for some excerpts and useful links.

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About the Author:

I grew up listening to folk tales my father and nannies told either to entertain us children or to send home a message. These narratives I kept with me and finally, I wrote them down in a journal way back when I kept one. Going through junk led to a long forgotten box and in it was the journal. Reading over the stories of romance, science fiction and horror I had taken time to put to paper, brought to light that these were tales I never met in my readings.

The tales I write are fictional but all of them are based on what I grew up with and still dream about. That they have an M/M twist is simply for my pleasure. And I hope, yours as well.

Excerpts: 

Teaser 1:

There it lay, unmoving, coiled around a massive branch that bent under its weight. The wind became stronger, bringing with it the first drops of cold rain. Marcus' lungs burned from lack of air and yet he dared not move. Even with his heart thundering in his head, he couldn’t move. Malik’s breathing came out loud and harsh against his ear. When one of the creature’s eyelids lifted, it revealed a yellow eye, and Marcus couldn’t help flinch back against Malik’s chest. Malik tightened his arm around Marcus and covered his mouth with a free hand.

“Don’t. Move.” Malik whispered softly in a harsh tone.

Teaser 2:

Marcus gave a signal, and again Bruga led the way. They had only gone a few meters when Bruga stopped once more and looked down. He pointed to a piece of bloodied material next to a broken knife. Next to it was a boot. Marcus moved closer and looked down. He gritted his teeth and looked up to meet Bruga’s gaze.

“What is it?” Franco stepped up beside Marcus. He pulled out an evidence bag from one of his pockets.

“See for yourself,” Marcus said with a grimace. He stepped back and began inspecting the ground around them.

“Ah, fuck,” Franco said, picking up the boot. Marcus didn’t have to look his direction to see what Franco held in his hand. The image had been burned into his brain. The boot still had a severed foot inside it, cut off at what appeared to be the ankle of the unfortunate owner.

Teaser 3:

“No, sleep isn’t what I had in mind,” Marcus said. He took Malik’s face between his hands and looked deeply into his dark chocolate eyes. Behind the impish grin, he saw the flicker of anticipation. He smiled at the young man’s cheek. How dare Malik? Had he no respect for Marcus’ rank and position? “I do promise to make the wait as enjoyable as I can, Malik.”

Malik’s expression turned sober. “Oh, I hope you will, Marcus. Or else, I will have to suspect that your reputation is purely made up or some exaggerated rumor.”

Marcus laughed with delight at Malik’s wit. “I think you’ll have the opportunity to decide for yourself. Now, come to bed.”