USA Today Bestseller Author Eileen Troemel writes action packed and
emotionally powerful fantasy, scifi, romance. She’s versatile and writes in
many genres. She’ll try almost any genre if it means she can tell a good
story. In addition to her writing, she loves to read, crochet, and
research genealogy. Her best days are spent with her family of three
adult daughters and her husband or writing.
Beverley: Which genre or genres do you
write or prefer to write? And why?
Eileen: I write in many genres. So far, I’ve published the majority of
stories in scifi romance and fantasy romance.
However, I have stories in paranormal, shifter, and a variety of others. I’ll have a contemporary romance and
alternate history. I like trying
different genres because it challenges me to shape my story differently.
influenced you the most in deciding to become a writer?
Eileen: In my late 30s, I was really an unhappy
person. Once I had kids I stopped writing and decided I wanted to pick it up
again. When I did, I found myself
again. I started with poetry and then
toyed with writing romance. My daughters
really encouraged me. My oldest spent a
lot of time talking plots with me when I worked on my first romance. My middle daughter gave me the smack on the
head (not literally) about shifting to self published. My youngest daughter was encouraging about
continuing to write.
Beverley: What gets your
creative juices flowing?
everything… One of my poems was inspired because my garage light went out one
morning as I was walking to my car. My
brain came up with – Standing in the dark.
This turned into a poem. For Seven Sisters, I’ve always said if there
are aliens out there, they wouldn’t come here because we’re too primitive. So the aliens are told – to save their world
they must come to earth and they consider it a backwards planet. But they had to come here to find their
mates. Inspiration can come from a
phrase on the radio or a tv show or almost anywhere.
Beverley: Do you have a
favorite cartoon character? Why?
Beverley: Who would you
love most to meet 'in person' and why?
Eileen: There’s a
group of people. I’d like to meet my
great grandmother from my dad’s side.
She moved to the US when she was sixteen. Her family life in Ireland was unstable and
coming here she met and married my great grandfather. The family stories about her indicate she was
sassy and strong. But not just her, I’d
like to as an adult talk with my grandmothers and other descendants.
Beverley: If you had an
unexpected free day what would you do with it?
Eileen: Free day? This never happens. But if it did, I’d probably either write,
crochet (and watch movies or documentaries), and read. If my family is available, spending time with
them is always a good option.
Beverley: What are you
working on now?
Eileen: I work on a
variety of things at once. On the Line
will be out in January. It’s a
contemporary romance in the K Bromberg’s Everyday Heroes world. Marelo will be out in March. It’s a sweet fantasy short story. I’ve got a dark romance which is nearly done
with a first draft. It started as a
short story and I’m building it up into a full novel. I’ve got a contemporary holiday romance which
will come out in November of next year in time for the winter holidays. I’ve got a reverse harem scifi romance called
Star Stranded. This started as short
story for an anthology but I think I can expand it to a novel. I’ve got a dragon shifter book, panther
shifter book, and a variety of others in different stages.
Blurb for Seven Sisters
Aliens invade Earth!
Following prophecy Mycos traveled Across the universe to trade old
technology to the backwards world in order to find his true mate.
Surviving the plague and life on the streets Lydia Struggles to keep her
6 sisters alive and safe. Mycos demands Lydia submit to him. She refuses.
Will he compromise in order to win her over and open the world up for
other Hylatians to find their fated mates?
The fates of both worlds rests with these seven sisters.
Excerpt from Seven Sisters
“Ooof,” Lydia expelled air as she bumped into the
tall man in the street. One of the aliens, one of the tall dark aliens who
landed three months ago to make their world better. She glanced over her
shoulder as strong arms held her tight against a strong male body. “Sorry,” she
murmured as she hurried away, fear driving her from arms that felt safe.
Lydia scurried around the corner, down the alley.
Evasion, escape were key at this point. The two boys, teenage boys following
her, wanted her. If they got their hands on her, she would be dragged back to
the hidey hole of their gang. She’d had run ins with them before and knew what
their gang did to other street girls like herself. She didn’t see the dark
alien follow her, didn’t sense danger from him. Six years on the street, she
knew danger. She knew when to run, to hide, and to fight.
One of the boys jumped in front of her, grabbing
her arms, holding her with a sneer. “Thought you’d escape again,” he growled in
her ear, pulling her closer.
She punched him in the diaphragm, heard his woof of
air, heard him grunt in pain. She turned to escape him only to have the other
boy grab her. How had she missed him? She turned into him, her body already
there. Stepping nearer him rather than trying to escape, she took him by
surprise. He grinned as his arms wrapped around her thin body. Her knee made
sharp contact with his groin, he dropped to his knees clutching himself and
moaning. The first boy grabbed for her but she threw a quick jab at his nose. Blood
spurted making him clutch his obviously broken nose.
She ran. She ran away from them in a direction
perpendicular to where she wanted to go. She took to the streets, the busy ones
full of workers and shoppers. Looking back, she saw no one, felt no one pursuing
her. She hoped she lost them but dare not risk them following her back to her
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