Dispocalypse by Michael A. Rothman {Blog Tour w/ Interview, Excerpt + Giveaway} @MichaelARothman W/ @YABoundToursPR

 

 

Dispocalypse
by Michael A. Rothman
Genre: YA Fantasy
Release Date: June 1st 2016
M & S Publishing, LLC

 

In a post-apocalyptic world ruled by a Governor who is both feared and worshipped, Willow is a seventeen-year-old girl who is just trying to get through her last year of studies. But when her father dies, she experiences strange dreams that change everything about how she looks at the world and at herself. 

Haunted by the tragedy, Willow begins pushing herself beyond anything she could have imagined she was capable of. It’s only when she catches the attention of some of the Governor’s minions that her world is turned upside-down.  

 

 

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Interview

 

1- So, what have you written? (*Include books, novellas, short stories, poems, blogs, awards or anything of interest.)

I have written a total of five novels, Dispocalypse being the most recent one I released.

I also have another handful of novels that I’ve written and not yet released.

 

2- What genre are your books?

The five novels I’ve released are all fantasy that range from the middle-grade to young adult age ranges.

 

3- What draws you to this genre?

I have been a lifelong reader of both Fantasy and Science Fiction. However, I’d say that my kids were the biggest influence of what I’d written in the past five years or so. They were my test subjects, and thus I geared my writing toward their age group sensibilities.

 

4- How do you think you’ve evolved creatively?

Now that my kids have grown into teenagers and are reading more adult-level novels, many of the works that I have in the wings have also evolved. Even though my first love is fantasy, I find myself writing more technothriller type novels that are geared toward a more adult target audience.

 

5- What book/s are you reading at present?

I’m rereading (for research) many of the classic thriller novels that I had loved long ago. Crichton is one of my favorites, but I’ve found myself drawn to Koontz’s Odd Thomas novels.

 

6- If you could be a pair of jeans what style would you be?  Why?

Loose-fitting comfy yet rugged jeans. I prefer comfort to style and find myself to be fairly laid-back, however I’m also strongly opinionated and some things must be a certain way or it drives me nuts.

 

7- What would you do if you were the last person on this earth?

Eww, that’s an unpleasant thought. I could be cutesy and impractical and say visit all the Disney parks and ride the rides without any lines, but in reality, I’m an engineer/scientist. I’d probably go to an embryo bank and try to reconstitute humanity by some artificial means.

I like to be a problem solver.

 

8- Tell us something you hate doing. Why?

I hate – no, despise having to do something over. For example, let’s say I wrote a chapter in a book and the system crashes and I’ve lost hours worth of work, that is the thing I loathe the most. I hate to waste time, and having to do something over again is the epitome of what I despise.

 

9- What's your pet peeve?

People who aren’t punctual. I believe in deadlines and in a person’s word. When I sign a contract to deliver something on a given date, you can be assured that it will happen. I expect the same from everyone else, yet all too often I find people don’t employ that level of professionalism to their lives. That’s a constant source of irritation for me.

 

10- What's the naughtiest thing you have done in school?

I was a good kid in school. However, I was a bit of a jerk sometimes. I vividly remember having a showdown with a teacher when I knew they were wrong about a particular fact and called them on it. I was right, but was particularly sarcastic and with 20-20 hindsight, probably embarrassed the teacher in front of the class. I ended up getting a detention if I recall, but that was many many years ago.

 

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Willow planted her hands on the ground and popped up onto the balls of her feet, glaring at the student who’d had the nerve to ask her to leave. “How about this,” she pointed at him, “make me leave.”
He blinked up at Willow as other students laughed and jeered.
“Steve, she’s threatening to kick your ass....”
“You can’t fight a girl....”
“She’s got to be kidding....”
“...I dunno, she looks serious.”
With a shove from one of the other students, Steve grudgingly stood, face red with embarrassment.
Willow smiled and placed herself in a ready stance. As she tensed her legs and upper body, a sudden calm washed over her.
Steve moved deliberately as he circled around Willow, arms hanging limply at his sides. She could tell that he was studying her, trying to figure out if she was serious.
Willow motioned him toward her with the tips of her fingers. “Come on Steve. Make a move.”
The teasing from the others got louder and he grudgingly brought his arms up and slowly approached.
He was short for a guy, maybe only an inch or two taller than Willow’s five-and-a-half feet. His reach was about the same as hers, and the stance he’d taken was a boxer’s stance.
He was barely out of jabbing range when Willow ducked low and swept out her right leg, sending one of Steve’s legs out from under him.
Willow leaped forward as Steve stood off-balance and she smashed him in the chest with a front kick.
Steve flew backward and landed on his back, breath whooshing out of him as a deep male voice yelled across the field, “What the hell is going on here?”
Everyone but Steve, who was gasping for breath, turned as the heavily-muscled combat teacher approached with frustration etched on his face. He was followed by a handful of other students.
Zeno stood, and the giant of a student glanced sheepishly at Willow and addressed Mister Krauthammer. “Sir, Steve and Willow were settling something between each other. No harm done, right Steve?”
Willow extended her hand to Steve, and he grabbed it. She pulled him to his feet. His face was brilliant red and she wasn’t sure if it was from lack of oxygen or sheer embarrassment.
Steve grimaced as he rubbed his chest, turned to the teacher and nodded. “It’s all done. I was just getting to know our new classmate.”

 

 

Michael A. Rothman – Author, Engineer and Cat Herder.

In a nutshell:
First-born American in my family
Multilingual
Hard-working
Accepts no excuses
Despises self-importance in himself and others
Loves Epic Fantasy, Science Fiction, Thrillers
Engineer/Scientist

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