1.)   Quickly, give us the title and genre of your book and a 30-word or less tagline:

The White Hairs – Fantasy
A work of spiritual mythology, somewhere on a white and snowy mountain is a young creature learning how to leave his body and travel the world inside of the wind.

2.)   Who is your favorite character and why?

Farshoul is the protagonist and dominates the story. And yeah, he is very dear to me. I think that anyone who reads the book and sees him suffer the way that he does will come to care about him the way that I do, and I hope they will cheer for him in the end when he tries to win back what he has lost.

3.)   If you could change ONE thing about your novel, what would it be?  Why?

Everyone would already know about it! The people who have read my book, have loved it. They’ve been so generous with the reviews on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and other places, but there’s such a distrust of self-published authors, such skepticism. I know that it will take a lot of work, luck, and kindness for my book to break through that.

4.)   Give us one interesting fun fact about your book or series:

I was very careful, both with the cover art, and the interior work to never show a picture of Farshoul or his people. I want the reader to get to decide what they look like.

5.)   How can we contact you or find out more about your books?

Join my facebook group at http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-White-Hairs/105095009538844?ref=ts#%21/pages/The-White-Hairs/105095009538844?ref=ts
Or simply pick up the book at start reading. It’s available at amazon.com, lulu.com, smashwords, bn.com, and all kinds of places. By Googling, I even found a company in Kenya, and three in India that carry it!

6.)   What can we expect from you in the future?

I’m working on writing two novels right now. One is about magicians in the modern world, and the second is a survivalist story, similar in some respects to Miracle Mile or Road Warrior, but with a fantastic twist that I’ve never seen before.
I expect my next published work to be a children’s book that is being illustrated right now. I don’t want to give too much away, but its such a beautiful and timeless story, and I’m lucky enough to be working with an incredible artist!

7.)   And now, before you go, how about a snippet from your book that is meant to intrigue and tantalize us:

These are the first few lines:

Farshoul watched as the long white hairs on his arms became translucent. He watched as they faded away. Soon he could see through the skin and bone of his arms to the ice beneath him. The frozen water that he could see through his phantom arm seemed more real than his own body.

He watched as the others blurred in his vision, their white fur becoming indistinguishable from the snow around them. They appeared to disappear.

Then Farshoul began to move.

He was watching the changing from above. He could only just make out the white furry bodies against the ice and snow that they sat in. He could barely see himself camouflaged against the ivory mountain. He saw all of the bodies sitting still where their souls had left them to go exploring.

This was all new to Farshoul. This was the first time that he had participated in the traveling ritual; the most sacred of the ceremonies left over from the previous age. This was the first time that he had left his strong and solid body since the day on which he had been born.

Farshoul hovered around his body, taking a look at himself – at his own face – in a way that he had never done before. He looked like a stranger. He looked like someone else. His nose looked differently than he remembered from his reflection, maybe a little bigger. His peaceful eyes were closed. The white fur on his face was so shiny and so healthy looking. His young jaw was stronger and wider than he had realized. And he was surprised to see how much taller he was, even sitting, than most of the others. He had never thought of himself as big. Farshoul decided that he liked how he looked, as strange as it was to think of that face as his own.

He looked around to see if he could see the others loose from their bodies, but he could not. Perhaps they had chosen to go exploring rather than hover around. He felt a little sad that none of them had stayed to guide him, a little frightened. It was only in this state that it was allowed by his people to leave the mountains and wander the world. He worried about getting lost, about wandering too far. Perhaps he should just stay nearby this time, and be careful on his first time out. But, he also knew how they would make fun of him if he did that and the embarrassment actually scared him more than the world did.

And so Farshoul let the breeze begin to lift him and carry him far away from his body and from his home, out into the wide atmospheres of the world’s great winds.

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