Copyright © Maria Christine
Maria Christine is the founder of Nocturna Press, LLC, a publishing firm producing primarily multi-cultural paranormal and romantic fiction. She is chief editor of Nocturna Press Quarterly and Black Magic Woman Magazine and is assistant editor of Un-X News and Wood-Fired Magazines. She is also the founder of Witches' Glen, LLC, a store offering gifts and tools for those interested in new age, ancient lore, or the craft. She graduated with honors from
Kaplan University, Iowa, where she studied crime analysis and forensic psychology. She also studied quantum mechanics and history at the University of Southern New Hampshire and writing at Stanford University.
She is a lifetime member of the exclusive National Society of Collegiate Scholars.
Maria is dedicated to the study of her family history, and proudly traces much of her lineage to
Ireland; Scotland; Italy; and Western, Central, and North-Eastern Africa.
Maria is passionate about dark and medieval fantasy, and loves to write about ominous
anti-heroes; empowering heroines; and people of many different backgrounds, cultures, and
relationships. Her favorite things are rainforests, dark castles, thunderstorms, history, folklore,
and MOPAR muscle. She is a devoted mother of four children and lives in the mid-western
United States, where she is also a dedicated homeschooling mom.
Hello everyone, my name is Maria Christine. Welcome to my humble domain. Let me begin by saying that writing is my passion. I think it’s terrific when people find that ‘one thing’ they really love to do and actually get the chance to delve into it. As Markus explains in Parallel, “one shouldn’t spend his life... he should live it”. I truly believe that, and wish for all of you many opportunities to truly ‘live’ and enjoy your life. Find your passion, your niche, your forte—and nurture it.
For me, writing fiction is therapeutic, but is also a lot of fun. It allows me to unload some of the hodgepodge of thoughts tangling up my brain and to actually organize some of it on paper. I can create new worlds, entertain strange possibilities, and explore the unknown. My writing can also be as dark, as sexy, and as implausible as I want it to be. It’s my world—so let the sin begin!
The darkness beguiles me. I find Hell a fascinating backdrop for stories; I love dark, sexy romance, as well as deep, mind-bending suspense. Note: while Parallel doesn’t delve too terribly into the dark, never fear, the sequel will offer a satiating bite of sinfully delicious darkness. For me anyway! I do hope you enjoy it as well.
Who and what I like to read
I must have the shortest attention span in the stratosphere. Seriously, if it doesn’t catch me in the first page or two—ssst... I might be closing the book. It’s not my fault! I try, really I do. But my mind is like a leach searching for blood—when I don’t find it, I move on quickly, and when do get it I latch on and don’t stop until I’m full!
When I find a good story or book to read, I usually can’t stop until I fall asleep with my nose in it, (like I did so many nights reading the Hobbit, and Lord of the Rings). *Sigh* I love Tolkien. In a word—brilliant. No other words seem to do his work justice, and those mentioned are absolutely my favorite books. And you can’t speed read, or breeze through the books. If you miss so much as four words, you may as well have skipped a page. And the story is so intense, that you wouldn’t want to skim anyway. In fact, I remember addictively reading it one night when my husband came to bed. Several nights in a row, I read until my head literally slumped. My husband had remarked several times about my lack of sleep, yatta yatta yatta. So this night, when I heard him coming to bed, I hurriedly put the book away and pretended to be peacefully away at dreamland. The moment he fell to sleep, I slipped the small flashlight from the drawer and began reading again—this time in the dark. My eyes were wide, and my blood began to pulse as Gandalf and the gang crept through Moria in the darkness—carefully, as not to awaken any fell beasts. Well, the only light they dared use was the subtle glow from the tip of Gandalf’s staff, similar to the flashlight I was using to light a few words at a time. I must tell you, it was fiercely intense! Turned on my side, my breath still from concentration, my eyes fixed on every word—I felt something watching over me... I furrowed my brow with uncertainty and turned to look over my shoulder in the dark—my husband and I were nose to nose! He scared me half to death and had the laugh of his life. Hmmgh. It was quite humorous, although not as humorous as he thought. Nevertheless, it shows that even though I have an inch high attention span, a truly engaging story can consume me—and I love it!
That being said, some of the best times I’ve had were while reading unpolished, informal, deliciously fascinating fiction online. There is something about writers who do it for fun. They aren’t paid for their work, they write for their own entertainment—and yours if you care to read. That’s all there is to it. And no matter what your pleasure, you are bound to find it. There’s nothing quite like a regular dose of motorcycles, demons, vampires, dark castles, whips, chains—does it get any better than that? Can you imagine a firestorm of lust with a mysterious nobleman in an old mausoleum? I haven’t seen that one on the shelf at Barnes & Noble!
My advice to other writers:
You should write from your soul, and many so-called amateur writers do just that. They inspire me to keep writing—and reading. It’s not the number of people who read your work that matters, nor is the opinion of the opinionated. Our stories are personal works of art—and who’s to put that down? As I said in a poem for my husband who is a sculptor, [your personal creation] is “a spark of the unseen soul come to brilliant life”. If it’s a peaceful part of you, then nurture it. Ignore destructive criticism, taking note only of the friendly suggestions. As time goes on, I continue to learn from seasoned writers how to hone my story-telling skills, but it’s the “amateurs” who remind me to enjoy myself.