Interview Nancy Thorne Author of Victorian Town

Give a warm welcome to Nancy Thorne, Author of Victorian Town.

Pull up a chair, grab a drink of your choice from the cooler, a Chocolate Chip or Peanut Butter cookie from the plate, and let’s find out a little about Nancy Thorne and her Victorian Town.

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I’ve a few questions for you.  Lets start with what inspired you to write?

I’ve held a love for words since grade school: their spelling, meaning and sound. I felt at a young age that I had a better grasp of words than even some of the adults around me.

I looked forward to spelling bees and writing assignments. I honestly have no idea where the inspiration to write came from – it’s always been there. It took me many years to become a serious, full-time writer. But it was an inspiration I couldn’t avoid forever, like a scratch that would never go away.

Did you tell friends and family members you were writing a book?

It definitely took me a long time to disclose to my friends that I was writing a book. Only my family knew I’d begun to write my novel, Victorian Town. Even though I’d had quite a few short stories published before writing the book, it was an endeavor I decided to keep as secret as possible until I knew I could fully turn my dream into a reality. And there was something special about keeping it to myself for a while, like a happy secret you know you’ll reveal one day, but not quite yet. It wasn’t until I had a dinner party that I spoke of my novel, and by then I’d completed the entire first draft.

Where do your story ideas come from? If they come to you in the middle of the night, do you get up and write them all down?

Wow, I love this question. I often have my best ideas right before I fall asleep. I keep a pen and pad of paper beside my bed so I can write down these thoughts. I’ve learned that I don’t remember my pre-sleep ideas, even if they seem unforgettable at the time.

Once, I wrote an entire short story immediately after waking from a dream. I went directly from my bed to my writing room to scribble it all down before sunlight could dissolve it from my brain.

Why do you write what you write?

I believe that I write what I write, which is the Young Adult genre, because a pivotal part of me stayed behind in the past, when I was a teenager. Events of my youth remain clear and easy to recall. Even the smallest details of the emotional struggles, hurts, romance, friendships and excitement of that time remain with me, refusing to fade, So, I believe this is why is seems natural for me to write about, and for, young adults. I love revisiting the past. And with my writing, I can change the way things really did happen!

Wow I love that! Thanks for indulging me and my questions.

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Now tell us a little about Victorian Town.
 Abby Parker has a modern life. Too bad someone in the 19th century needs it.
Abby Parker planned out her whole life: complete her final year of high school, go to college, get a job, move away from her insane family, stay best friends with Jessica.
But, that was before she broke into the nearby tourist attraction and unwittingly answered a call from a centuries-old spirit who dragged her into the 19th century.
Now she must solve a Victorian mystery without getting herself killed, or worse, spend a lifetime trapped in the past, leaving behind everyone she loves and altering their lives forever.
When she meets gorgeous Benjamin, the future looks a lot like wreckage.
Excerpt
A peek between the pages of Victorian Town.
I waited for him to make the next move, to tell me how inappropriate, how forward that was of
me. As I struggled to think of how best to offer an explanation, he turned to
me. Gently but deliberately, he moved his hand up my arm, stopping at the nape
of my neck beneath the ribbon of the bonnet.
The moment he leaned in, I closed my eyes. His lips, soft and full, touched mine with the
modest pressure of an indecisive act. A warm energy coursed through my body,
but the strangest thing was that everything felt unbelievably familiar, like it
had all been rehearsed before that moment. I held onto this profound feeling,
not wanting it to leave, until Ben removed his lips from mine.
Even with the whistled melodies from a pair of cardinals outside the church’s entrance, the following
silence felt awkward. It persisted, and I assumed Ben was already regretting
kissing me.
“Miss Abigail−”
I brought up a hand and covered his mouth. “It’s okay.”
We walked down the hill without saying another word. A lot of activity was happening on Main
Street: coaches lined the front of the Royal Hotel as travelers zipped in and
out of the main entrance; horse carts delivered goods in dashes of haste; store
merchants hurried beyond their open doors; street sellers sold goods out of
baskets; helpers swept the boardwalk; ladies could be seen purchasing last
minute necessities behind the windows of each shop.
Ben accompanied me up the stairs of Town Hall’s entrance and stopped on the landing before we
reached the front door. I peered through the window. Martha arranged
long-stemmed flowers in a vase on a table at the side of the ballroom. A young
man placed a candelabra on a table and then another on top of a piano. Ben had
already started back to the street when I turned. He waved. I waved back. Still
a chance he’ll change his mind.
The gloves were easier to remove now that one was missing its button. I placed them, and the
button, on the ledge of the window and took off the ring.
Jess was still sitting on my bed when the haze cleared, but her tapping fingers had moved from
her chin, which now rested on her knuckles. It was obvious it had taken longer
for me to return this time. It made sense to me right then that the ring held
within it a finite amount of energy with which to transport me to the past and
back home, like a battery depleting its energy with each use. And, I had no
idea how to recharge it.
About the Author:
Nancy Thorne is an award-winning author of fiction inspired by the romance and courage of youth.
Born and raised in a suburb of Toronto, she fostered a passion for creating stories in grade school but hid it much too well. Five years ago she decided to pursue her lifelong dream of telling them.
When she’s not writing books or reading, you can find her going on road trips or cooking untested recipes for brave family members and friends.
Nancy lives outside of Toronto with her husband, two sons, and an energetic fox-red Labrador.
She loves to hear from her readers, even just to say hi. Find her online at www.nancythorne.com

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/39085555-victorian-town

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