Interviewing Daisy Harris!

Welcome Daisy Harris, author of Sudenstein to the blog today! She kindly let me interview her, here’s the results!


Thanks for having me on the blog today Victoria!

Do you ever wonder if people read your work and judge you as a person?

Hm. That’s an interesting question because I’m pretty sure none of my “real life” friends read my work. LOL. That said, all my friends and family know my genre, and in general they think it’s amusing that I choose to write in it. I’m blessed to be surrounded by extremely liberal-minded folks. They may wonder why I don’t write literary fiction or chick lit, but they would never think I’m a bad person for writing romance or erotic romance.

I had a great experience the other day, thought, in which I got a very positive review of Lust After Death. Someone commented on the review saying, “This book has Daisy written all over it. I met her at RT (a reader-writers convention) and she was quirky and fun, just like this book sounds.”

I’m paraphrasing, but it was a really nice compliment. It was nice to know my personality shines through my writing in a good way.

What is the most important lack in your life?

Organization! I’m horribly, chronically unorganized and I don’t see that changing. At least not in this lifetime.

Do you ever write Naked?

No. I live in Seattle, so it’s generally too cold here for that sort of thing. That, and there’s a big window on my door. Whenever anyone comes to deliver a package, they can see straight into the house, and my dining room table where I work. Thought I suppose the nakedness would be helpful in getting rid of solicitors.

How do you react to a bad review of one of your books?

Well, I’ve never gotten a truly horrid review on a review site, or even in a situation where the reader wrote any text. I got a one-star review once, but the person didn’t leave any comments so I couldn’t get all that upset about it. I mean—maybe they didn’t like my dedication. Who knows?

On the other hands, I’ve beaten myself up over lots of reviews. Even one review where the reviewer gave me 4.5 stars, but said some negative things. But I’d never, ever blame the reviewer. No…I take that negative energy and direct it inwards, descending into a spiral of self-loathing and self-doubt.
Actually, I really need to stop reading reviews of my books. Some people are going to like them, and some people won’t. In fact, I’d rather have a few die-hard fans than have everyone who reads them think, “Meh. It was okay.”

So I suppose the best answer is, I beat myself up. But then get over it, move on, and write another story.

What was the name of your first computer?

I’ve never named a computer like a pet, but I do recall that my first computer was an early Macintosh. What were those things called again? Oh yeah! Mac Classic.

Though I’ve always been a science nerd, I was late to the game with computers. I never played video games as a kid, and I tried to hold off on the digital revolution as long as I could. Of course, now I go through the day with my eyes glued to the screen and my mind absorbed in social media. But now I have too many gadgets to give them all names.

Is there a snobbery directed against erotic writing from other authors?

If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my live, it’s that there’s a snobbery directed against everyone. City vs. rural, private sector vs. academic, mystery writers vs. thriller writers. There’s always someone who’s going to tell you you’re wasting your time and your talent by doing something you love.

So yeah, I don’t waste any time worrying about what people think.

Are you fun to go on holiday with?

Hm. I suppose it depends on who you are. I never stop working, so though I may travel, I’m always involved in some kind of project. That said, I tend to go with the flow when travelling. My husband is a nature and wildlife photographer, so we travel a fair bit. And wherever we go, I let him make all the plans and run the show. So long as I have a place to plug in my computer, and some time away from the kids each day to write, I’m happy wherever I am!

Thanks again for allowing me to come visit. Readers—be sure to comment for a chance to win a $25 gift card to Barnes and Noble!

Birkenstock-wearing glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris still isn’t sure if she writes erotica. Her paranormal romances start out innocently enough. However, her characters behave like complete sluts. Much to Miss Harris’s dismay, the sex tends to get completely out of hand.

If you like science-y subplots, fantastical creatures, and red-hot chemistry, you’ll love Daisy Harris.

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Studenstein (Book two in the Love-Bots series)

A man built for sex… A woman who wants more…

Freedom fighter Shani Brown is determined to drag the ungrateful Royce back to her team in Seattle. Despite his denial of mistreatment, she wants to give him a chance at a better life. Due to her horrific past as an unlicensed love-bot, Shani never plans to have sex again. But Royce’s makers punish him remotely with crippling pain. His only escape is to orgasm. Never one to turn her back on a job, Shani soon finds herself servicing him—and soon after, caring for him.

Love-bot Royce Harden wasn’t looking to be rescued, especially not from the San Francisco BDSM club where he was having a perfectly good time. But rescued he was—by a hellcat bent on delivering him to her people. As Royce starts to trust Shani, he begins to dream of freedom. But freedom comes with a price. Royce must face his vanity, his makers, and even the loss of his sexual upgrades if he’s going to be the man Shani deserves.