Please welcome Annie Dawson, author of The House of the Soul.
Annie Dawson grew up bouncing around the United States. She began writing while studying at the University of Hawaii. After graduation, she worked in television news before joining a leading advertising agency in Honolulu. There she produced a wide variety of documentaries, industrials, and television commercials. At the age of 30, Dawson left the corporate world and traveled to Ghana as a Peace Corps volunteer. Soon after her return from West Africa she married her soulmate and moved with him to New Zealand. Together they are raising two beautiful boys and a variety of two, three and four-legged pets.
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with Annie Dawson
with Annie Dawson
Chips, chocolate or cheese?
Dark chocolate and more dark chocolate please. It is a health food after all.
Bridget Jones, Becky Bloomwood or Carrie Bradshaw?
I’d like Carrie’s wardrobe, but there’s no way I could pull it off, so it’s Bridget and Mr. Darcy for me.
Wine, beer or vodka?
Red wine, preferably a lovely Pinot Noir or a Chambourcin from our local winery.
Camping or spa vacation?
I dream of spa vacations, but my husband says they are an urban myth.
Water or mountains?
Warm tropical water filled with beautiful fish and green sea turtles to play with.
Zombies or vampires?
I’ll take Brad Pitt in Interview with the Vampire thanks.
Dogs or cats?
Dogs. We currently have two big mutts with seven legs between them.
Coke or Pepsi?
True confession: I was a serious Diet Coke addict for years. I still miss it, but I’m taking it one day at a time.
Coffee or tea?
I transferred my Diet Coke addiction to unsweetened iced tea.
Dine out or take away?
Either is heaven as long as I don’t have to cook or clean up.
High heels, sneakers or flip flops?
How I wish I could walk in heels higher than two inches! So many gorgeous shoes that will never adorn my clumsy size 10 feet. (insert heavy sigh here) It’s usually sneakers for me, but I’m happy any time I put on flip flops because it means I’m heading to the beach!
Physical Book or ebook?
Physical. I love the feel of a ‘real’ book (and my husband doesn’t make that face when I click to the next page while he’s trying to sleep).
Paperback or Hardcover?
Paperbacks are easier to tote around.
Pen or pencil?
Erasable pen?
Mad Men, Downton Abbey or Breaking Bad?
Downton Abbey. I want all the vintage dresses, the long silk gloves, and the hats! (And I could probably even walk in those sensible shoes.)
Drama or comedy?
If in doubt, I choose to laugh.
Twilight or Hunger Games?
Hunger Games, although I thought the first book was by far the best of the trilogy.
Lipstick, lipgloss or chapstick?
Chapstick. Sad, but true.
Facebook or Twiter?
Neither. I occasionally glance at my husband’s Facebook page and look up to see two hours have evaporated with nothing to show for it. I know as an author I’m meant to be a queen of social media, but I just can’t go there.
Plot your entire novel or fly by the seat of your pants?
Both. I have an outline of where I’d like a story to go, but sometimes (when I’m really lucky) my characters revolt and decide to go their own way. I love when that happens!
Dark chocolate and more dark chocolate please. It is a health food after all.
Bridget Jones, Becky Bloomwood or Carrie Bradshaw?
I’d like Carrie’s wardrobe, but there’s no way I could pull it off, so it’s Bridget and Mr. Darcy for me.
Wine, beer or vodka?
Red wine, preferably a lovely Pinot Noir or a Chambourcin from our local winery.
Camping or spa vacation?
I dream of spa vacations, but my husband says they are an urban myth.
Water or mountains?
Warm tropical water filled with beautiful fish and green sea turtles to play with.
Zombies or vampires?
I’ll take Brad Pitt in Interview with the Vampire thanks.
Dogs or cats?
Dogs. We currently have two big mutts with seven legs between them.
Coke or Pepsi?
True confession: I was a serious Diet Coke addict for years. I still miss it, but I’m taking it one day at a time.
Coffee or tea?
I transferred my Diet Coke addiction to unsweetened iced tea.
Dine out or take away?
Either is heaven as long as I don’t have to cook or clean up.
High heels, sneakers or flip flops?
How I wish I could walk in heels higher than two inches! So many gorgeous shoes that will never adorn my clumsy size 10 feet. (insert heavy sigh here) It’s usually sneakers for me, but I’m happy any time I put on flip flops because it means I’m heading to the beach!
Physical Book or ebook?
Physical. I love the feel of a ‘real’ book (and my husband doesn’t make that face when I click to the next page while he’s trying to sleep).
Paperback or Hardcover?
Paperbacks are easier to tote around.
Pen or pencil?
Erasable pen?
Mad Men, Downton Abbey or Breaking Bad?
Downton Abbey. I want all the vintage dresses, the long silk gloves, and the hats! (And I could probably even walk in those sensible shoes.)
Drama or comedy?
If in doubt, I choose to laugh.
Twilight or Hunger Games?
Hunger Games, although I thought the first book was by far the best of the trilogy.
Lipstick, lipgloss or chapstick?
Chapstick. Sad, but true.
Facebook or Twiter?
Neither. I occasionally glance at my husband’s Facebook page and look up to see two hours have evaporated with nothing to show for it. I know as an author I’m meant to be a queen of social media, but I just can’t go there.
Plot your entire novel or fly by the seat of your pants?
Both. I have an outline of where I’d like a story to go, but sometimes (when I’m really lucky) my characters revolt and decide to go their own way. I love when that happens!
The House of the Soul
Homemaker Ella Casey is circling the middle-age drain. Her once adventurous life is now measured in loads of laundry, her grand dreams of changing the world diluted with each rinse cycle. When she flies to the enchanting California estate of her best friend Teri for a Peace Corps reunion, the accomplishments of her peers threaten to soak up the last drops of Ella’s floundering self-esteem.
Teri Flores is everything Ella is not: glamorous, wealthy, and fearless. Her sprawling mansion, La Casa Del Alma, serves as both artists’ retreat and modern day salon to Teri’s eclectic entourage. Teri entertains her guests with lavish meals, outrageous activities, and impassioned debates, but the weekend sours when old grievances mix with new ambitions.
As past and present collide, Ella struggles to redefine herself, but will her growing need to validate her life end up destroying it?
Teri Flores is everything Ella is not: glamorous, wealthy, and fearless. Her sprawling mansion, La Casa Del Alma, serves as both artists’ retreat and modern day salon to Teri’s eclectic entourage. Teri entertains her guests with lavish meals, outrageous activities, and impassioned debates, but the weekend sours when old grievances mix with new ambitions.
As past and present collide, Ella struggles to redefine herself, but will her growing need to validate her life end up destroying it?
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