The horse’s rider screamed something at her. Ursula could not understand her words at first; then the rider held out her hand and shouted, “Fool, get up or die!”
Ursula reached up.
She heard hooves. Suddenly someone had her around her waist and threw her up behind the rider.
“Hold on!” the woman shouted. Ursula put her arms around the woman’s waist, then glanced at the man who had helped her up. His horse reared. He was bearded — his chest covered in gold — and he was laughing. His eyes were the color of blue Siberian ice. Sergei.
The woman screamed a fearsome spine-chilling cry, and they raced out of the smoke into a bright blue day. On either side of them, horses thundered across a plain that seemed to go on forever on all sides. Behind them, the steppe burned.
What are some of your favorite ways to promote your work?
I like announcing the publication of a novel on my blog and on Facebook! Those are the two easiest things to do.
What is a typical writing day like for you?
I start mid-morning and write until lunch. After lunch, I write for a few more hours. When the weather is good, I’ll usually hike in the morning and then come back and work after lunch for a few hours.
What are some ways that you like to relax?
I like to hike. We live in the Pacific Northwest near the Gifford-Pinchot National Forest, so I spend a lot of my time hiking there.
What author/s do you think are overlooked in the writing/reading world today?
I wish more people knew my husband Mario Milosevic’s work. He writes all kinds of things, but his forte is writing short pieces. He wrote an entire book in 99 word chapters. He had a blog, Conditional Reality, for a few years with posts of 100 words each. He can say more with a few words than most people can say in thousands of words. A favorite poet of mine is Oregon poet David Johnson. He died a few years ago, and I miss his work.
What author would you most like to meet and why?
I would love to meet Mary Oliver. She’s such an extraordinary poet. We went to a reading she gave in Portland a few years ago, and I sent her a love note. I think it just said, “I love you.”
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