Interview with thriller author Anna Willett

Thriller author
Anna Willett is here today chatting
with me about her new novel, Retribution
Ridge
.



During her
virtual book tour, Anna will be awarding a $10 Amazon or Barnes and Noble
(winner’s choice) gift card to a lucky randomly drawn winner. To be entered for
a chance to win, use the form below.
To increase your chances of winning, feel free to visit
her other tour stops
and enter there, too!
Bio:
Anna
Willett is the author of Backwoods Ripper
and Retribution Ridge. Raised in
Western Australia Anna developed a love for fiction at an early age and began
writing short stories in high school. Drawn to dark tales, Anna enjoys writing
thrillers with strong female characters. When she’s not writing, Anna enjoys
reading, travelling and spending time with her husband and two children.
Her book, Backwoods Ripper, is a finalist in The
Wishing Shelf Book Awards 2016.

Welcome, Anna. Please share a little bit
about your current release.
Retribution Ridge is a thriller with plenty of action
and tense moments. It’s about a small group of people hiking in the wilderness.
Two of the group are sisters trying to reconcile after years of bitterness. But
what awaits the group is revenge.

What inspired you to write this book?
Many things including the location. Retribution
Ridge
takes place on the Cape to Cape Track, a real place in Western
Australia. I was inspired by the beauty and danger of this particular area and
found it to be the perfect backdrop for a tense action thriller.

Excerpt from Retribution Ridge:

Harper’s
hiking boots thumped across the rocks. Her chest heaved as panicky gasps
replaced regular breathing. She could hear him behind her, footfalls thundering
through the dirt. Her eyes darted in every direction, searching for an avenue
of escape. She didn’t dare waste precious seconds looking back.
The craggy
stretch of rocks ended with a metre or so drop. She made the split-second
decision to leap forward and hope she could land on her feet and keep going.
There was still enough light by which to make out the approaching drop, but it
was dying fast. If she hesitated, he’d be on top of her.
The rocks
disappeared as she leaped forward, arms circling outwards to increase her
momentum, ponytail flying over her head. For an instant, she hung in the air
and then her boots struck the ground with enough force to jar her knees and
send her careening forward at breakneck speed. Her right leg buckled and she
spilled over, arms outstretched.
Her hands
hit the tightly-packed dirt and she heard a brittle snap, loud and sickening in
the twilight’s silence. A shaft of agony tore up her right arm. Her head
snapped back and a howl, heavy with pain and fear, escaped her lips.
Behind her,
his boots smacked over the rocks. She had no choice but to keep moving. Harper
choked out a sob and staggered to her feet. The agony in her arm apparent, but
swallowed by adrenalin. If she could make it to the trees, she might be able to
hide.
Instinctively,
she clutched her injured arm to her body. The trees were less than a few metres
away, draped in shadows. The temperature dipped, chilling the sweat on Harper’s
terrified face. She sprinted forward, her shirt ballooning out behind her like
a cape. His hand closed over the fabric and he jerked her backwards.
“No!” It came out as strangled gasp.
Harper
lowered her head and bent her knees, tipping her body forward she ploughed away
from him with strength she didn’t know she possessed. The sound of fabric
tearing, followed by a grunt, reminded her of a bull blowing air out of its
nostrils. She broke free, stumbled to the right and then darted left.
The change
of direction gave her the precious seconds she needed to make it to the trees.
Behind her came panting and the crackle of branches snapping. It sounded like a
wild animal breaking through the trees. She snatched another backward glance and
saw a glint of dying light reflect off the blade of his knife. I won’t die like this. Not hunted like an
animal.
She willed herself to find the strength and speed to outrun him.
Harper cut
to the right and rounded a peppermint tree. Then came what might be her only
chance. A startled yelp and snapping branches. She looked back and he was on
the ground, his face hidden by the growing darkness. His fall would give her a
few seconds to lose him. If she could find a place to hide, maybe a weapon, she
might have a chance.
Please, God – she mouthed a silent prayer and
plunged deeper into the bush ignoring the needle-like leaves that tore at her
arms.




What exciting story are you working
on next?
I’m working on a
thriller about a group of friends who have the opportunity to spend a weekend
at an isolated holiday home. It soon becomes clear that the house’s owner has
some deadly secrets. I hope to have it finished and available by the middle of
this year.

When did you first consider yourself a
writer?

Even though
I’d been writing for years, I didn’t feel like I could call myself a writer
until a publisher accepted my novel. I still don’t tell everyone I meet, I’m a
writer. I suppose I’m still getting used to it myself.

Do you write full-time? If so, what’s
your work day like? If not, what do you do other than write and how do you find
time to write?

 I’m in the process of transitioning to
full-time writing so finding time is much easier these days. I’m free to write
most days, but even without work commitments, life still gets in the way but
that’s okay.

What would you say is your interesting writing quirk?
I keep a journal of
the dates, times and number of words I write each day. It started as a way to
document when I wrote so I’d know what time of day I’m most productive, but
it’s become more of a habit now, almost a charm that helps me write.

As a child, what did you want to be when
you grew up?

I’ve always
wanted to write, but never dreamed it would be possible. In primary school, I
was taught by nuns and hated every minute of it. Strangely, I grew up and
became a teacher. Not something I aspired to but where I found myself. It’s
only now, as a writer, that I’m really doing what I always wanted. So, I
suppose I’m very fortunate that I’ve managed to achieve my goal. A little late,
but I’m okay with it.
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12 thoughts on “Interview with thriller author Anna Willett

  1. Bernie Wallace says:

    This sounds like an interesting read. Thanks for the giveaway. I hope that I win. Bernie W BWallace1980(at)hotmail(dot)com

  2. Anna Willett says:

    Hi,
    Joseph, Victoria and Lisa, thank you so much for following the tour and for your kind comments. Glad you enjoyed the excerpt. Good luck with the giveaway.

  3. Anna Willett says:

    I love sitting in bed with my two dogs sleeping on the bed or floor (my husband in the other room watching TV). I take my Kindle with me when I go anywhere I know I'll have to wait, but the bedroom's my favourite.
    How about you?

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