Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Frosted Blog Tour: Guest Post & Giveaways

Men of Myth by Wendy Sparrow

 You’d need to be dead and buried to have missed the resurgence of retold and recast myths. And, really, good stories boil down to a hero’s journey and common characters, but we’re starting to see familiar faces. The Greek Gods…Norse Legends…and even the fairy tale characters are getting yanked from their comfort zones and thrown out into the sunshine. 

 I don’t think we’ll ever tire of this trick either—at least I won’t. There is something about seeing a bedtime story all grown up. If the mere mention of a few names doesn't send your pulse racing just a bit and a smirk to your lips, well, stick the tag on your toe, darling, because you’re dead. 

 We’ll try it. Put your hand over your heart to check that heartbeat, and I’ll toss out a few. 

 Zorro. Black cape. Smug, confident grin. Lithe and agile. Astride a horse. Likes to go fast. 

 Robin Hood. Loves to see his Maid Marian blush. Steals with a cocky swagger and gives to the poor. Doesn't mind getting dirty. 

 Thor. Big hammer. Actually, I don’t think I need to toss out anything else. A man that can sling around a hammer of that size…. 

 Jack Frost. 

 I know. I know. I heard the sound of a record screeching and you've all sat up with a “Wait! Wendy! I was still thinking about Thor’s hammer.” Well, stop it, and hear me out. 

 Jack Frost is an old legend which has evolved over time, possibly from several different myths. He’s a variation of Old Man Winter—but if you look at my cover—that ain't your grandma’s Old Man Winter. The evolved myth is of a mischievous sprite, a powerful but playful being who brings winter and cold to our world. He was just an idea, a quick story told until his name got tossed into pop culture and, then, well, we love a legend—suddenly, he was nipping noses and appearing in strange, singing, stop-motion films. Okay, forget the latter part, that wasn't sexy, but you gotta love a guy who bites. 

 And, now, I have your attention. I know, but, sue me, I like a guy who bites too. 

 Writing Frosted started with a dream about Jack Frost. I had this dream of Kate walking on the sidewalk and turning to look down into an iced-over puddle and seeing Jack Frost. In my dream, Jack wasn't an effeminate sprite. He was muscular and powerful. He can create glaciers for hell’s sake—why would he look like Tinkerbell? He looked sculpted from ice—his jaw, his body. All stark lines and all male. And in my dream Jack was pissed because she belonged to him but he couldn't get to her because she was avoiding the cold. Poor Jack—all his power—all his strength, and he was being brought to his knees because the woman he wanted was staying out of the cold. 

 The story came to me in snatches of dialogue. And while Jack is obstinate as an ox and so freakishly stubborn…Kate had a spine and she wasn't about to go back to his kingdom without her say. Two immovable forces—one mortal and one immortal—were about to collide and, wow, for being a story about the king of winter, sparks were about to fly. Jack wanted Kate back in his dominion, but he wanted her soft and willing…and his…forever. 

 My favorite moments between Jack and Kate are, strangely enough, those collision moments. The moment when she walks into her hotel room and speaks to him for the first time in seven years…and what does she say? 

 “Jack, you’ll have to find yourself a new queen.” 

 Kate. Kate. Kate. If it came right down to it, it was that heat that Jack wanted anyway, so she’d played right into his hands by coming out spitting fire. 

 If you’re writing about a myth—in a romance—you have to find that contradiction because that’s what captures our souls and keeps us going back for more. Robin Hood—a thief who gives to the poor. Zorro—a rich man’s son playing at being a bandit. Thor—well, I’m not going to mention him again because you were still stuck on a muscle-bound visual of him and his big hammer. Jack is the king of cold, and he wants the heat and warmth of a mortal woman who won’t stay put and isn't impressed by power. 

 Myths are powerful. Their stories are carried with them even if they’re recast. All I had to say was “Jack Frost” and you knew who he was and what he was known for. Taking those myths and giving them depth, and personality, and a grasping, realistic need…well, that’s the stuff that dreams are made of. 

 So, have I made a case for Jack Frost? Or are you still thinking about Thor’s hammer? 

 Yes, well, have a look at Frosted and next time I’ll skip the bit about Thor because, really, who doesn't love a man who bites? I should have just said that. Jack Frost. King of Winter. Nipping at your extremities. Check him out. But watch yourself…because Frost bites.

About the Novel

After falling through the ice one cold day, Kate is saved by a mysterious man named Jack and ends up marrying him. Come to find out she's committed herself to the king of winter himself. Now Kate has cold feet about their life together…and cold everything else.

She doesn't think Jack will miss her if she packs up and runs away to Colorado. After all, she's been in living in sunny Florida for seven years, and he hasn't managed to come see her. But Jack has one last chance of convincing his runaway bride to come back to him, and he won't give up until he breaks through the ice that's frosted her heart.

About the Author

At home in the Pacific Northwest, Wendy Sparrow writes for both an adult and young adult crowd. She has two wonderfully quirky kids, a supportive husband, and a perpetually messy house because writing is more fun than cleaning. She enjoys reading with a flashlight under a blanket—the way all the best books should be read—and believes in the Oxford comma, the pursuit of cupcakes, and that every story deserves a happily ever after. Most days she can be found on Twitter where she’ll talk to anyone who talks back, and occasionally just to herself.


Giveaway #1:

Wendy has decided to give away a Blue and white Sworovski Crystal necklace in sterling silver to one lucky international winner at the end of the tour.  Check out the necklace!

Giveaway #2:

The Dark Larks are offering up one eBook edition of Frosted to our readers. The winner may choose a Kindle book or a Nook book. The winner must be 18+ years old and able to receive books from Amazon or Barnes & Noble. The giveaway runs from February 12-19. The winner will be contacted via email on February 20.


  1. I want to win Frosted because I'm diggin' the dude on the cover, yeah, creepy Jack Frost appeals to me. Then to learn he dupes a chick into marrying him.... I have to know where that goes.... it can't be good, or can it?!

    1. You'll have to read it to find out, but I have a huge crush on Jack if that means anything. :)

  2. I um. I am still thinking about Thor. BUT ALSO!
    "Taking those myths and giving them depth, and personality, and a grasping, realistic need…"
    So much This.

    1. Isn't that a great line? I loved the entire guest post, but that part stuck out for me too.

  3. I want to win Frosted because it sound good and the man on the cover looks hot. Tore923@aol.com

  4. I am still thinking about Thor but also about Jack and him having to find ways to keep me warm in his cold world ;) I am really looking forward to reading about Jack and seeing just how hot he can be :)
    manning_J2004 at yahoo dot com

    1. Curling up with Jack is a delicious way to spend a winter evening!

  5. You guys are all so awesome. Thanks for all your nice comments and it's cool to see how many entries are in both giveaways. It makes me a bit teary... *flaps hand* I won't cry. Won't. *thinks of Thor's hammer* *blinks* Okay, I'm good.

    1. Wendy, you're always welcome in the Dark Nest. We hope you'll come back to visit often.

  6. Thanks for the win to you ladies and the author, Wendy. I look forward to reading about creepy, sexy Jack. :-)


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