Author Interview & Book Review: Wuthering Nights - IJ Miller

About the book:
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Romantics everywhere have been enthralled by Emily Bronte's classic novel of the tragic love between beautiful, spirited Catherine Earnshaw and dark, brooding Heathcliff. The restrained desire between these two star-crossed lovers has always smoldered on the page. And now it ignites into an uncontrollable blaze.

In WUTHERING NIGHTS, writer I.J. Miller reimagines this timeless story to reveal the passion between Catherine and Heathcliff--in all its forbidden glory.

Set against the stark, raw beauty of the English moors, Heathcliff, an abandoned orphan, recognizes his soulmate in wild, impulsive Catherine, the only woman who can tame his self-destructive nature. And Catherine cannot deny the all-consuming desire she feels for him, despite his low birth. Together they engage in a fiery affair--one that will possess them, enslave them, and change their destinies forever...
I have to be honest when I read that Wuthering Heights had an erotic re-telling I wasn't to pleased as I dislike the way classics get turned into something there not! The Brontë sisters are very close to my heart and I love all their books which is why I hate when characters get changed... as it's not the way the original authors has written them so why do some feel the need to change them?
With them thoughts and feelings I found Wuthering Nights to be an enjoyable read and I am so glad I took the time to read it. I am looking forward to reading the authors other works as they sound utterly brilliant! :)
About the Author:

I.J. Miller is the author of five, distinct, literary, erotic works of fiction: SEESAW was translated into two languages, with over 130,000 copies in print; WHIPPED appeared in both English and German; SEX AND LOVE, a collection of short stories, made its debut in the summer of 2011; CLIMBING THE STAIRS, a novella, was released just a year later. Millers latest novel, WUTHERING NIGHTS, is an erotic retelling of Emily Brontes classic, Wuthering Heights, and is published by the Grand Central Publishing imprint of Hatchette Books. It is available now as an e-book and as a trade paperback both online and in bookstores. The audio book is due out July 16. Miller has a Master of Fine Arts from the American Film Institute and has taught creative writing and screenwriting at the university level.

Author Interview:

1, Can you share with readers your latest news?
This past July the audio version of WUTHERING NIGHTS came out, available for download or in a ten CD set. The British actress Joy Pratt did an amazing job with her rendition, her change in accents and voice, and the book became even more alive for me, as if I was listening to a film version of my story. She has been getting great reviews, including a starred one in Publisher
s Weekly.
2, What made you interested in doing a modern re-telling of Wuthering Heights
I had actually done a proposal to do an erotic mashup of a Dickens novel. The publisher liked it but asked if I could do Wuthering Heights instead. What a marvelous choice! Heathcliff is surely the original tragic, alpha male hero and his love story with Catherine is truly intense. It lent itself perfectly to an erotic interpretation.
3, What genre do you prefer writing and why?
I just like tell an interesting literary story. Because some of my work has strong sexual content I tend to get put into the category of literary erotica.
4, Who designed the cover of your novel?
The art department at Hachette Books. They did a wonderful job. My contribution was to suggest that they make the womans face lighter so the red of the ribbon stood out more.
5, What is your favourite food to snack on when writing?
I dont eat while I write. As a matter of fact I rarely even take a break for lunch and quite often go six or seven hours straight...from breakfast to dinner. Im not that good about getting back to work if I take a break.
6, Which authors books would you recommend?
Im a big fan of Junot Diaz and Philip Roth.
7, (Finish this sentence) A key bit of advice I'd give to aspiring authors would be__________
Dont write about something thats like something you read or saw on TV, but write about what you know, write about something that allows you an original and fresh perspective. Also, never give up your dreams. If you continue to write, despite rejection, you will always get better. If you have passion it will be revealed on the page. Take pleasure from the process, not just the reaction to what youve written.
8, What do you have in store for readers in the future?
Im very excited about a New Adult, erotic romance, coming of age book that Ive just completed. Its about a college girl taken on a wonderful journey of self-discovery by her English professor. Not only is she awakened sexually, but she begins to understand the difference between love and gratitude and that before you can have love there must exist a strong sense of intimacy, vulnerability, and trust.

Book Excerpt:

Just before the light of dawn, not long after Nelly had left his bedside, the dark figure of Heathcliff moved swiftly along the moors. He carried nothing, for he owned nothing. He wore no shirt, for the one he possessed, a bloody mess, was left in the barn. He soon arrived at Black Rock Cragge, surveyed the surrounding landscape of the place he called home since arriving from Liverpool. To the north, was Thrushcross Grange. To the south, was Wuthering Heights. To the east, first light of day was about to break, but there was only a slight clearness above the horizon. The rest of the sky was a charcoal black of storm clouds.
Heathcliff stood, shirtless, at the edge of the precipice, fifty feet above the pool and sharp pointed rocks where Catherine and he had sealed their vow, arms rising up to the heavens, palms turning outward, as he welcomed the tempest.
The storm came rattling over the moors in full fury. The hard rain struck his face. There was a violent wind, as well as thunder, and a bolt of lightning revealed a twisted smile on his face.
He had listened to his beloved speak of the many ways she loved another.
He had heard his darling say that to marry him would degrade her.
He had heard his most venerated speak words that violated their sacred vow.
He had allowed a cowardly bully to have his way with him.
He had endured the pompous and shallow Linton family separating him from his treasure as if he were trash to be tossed to the pigs.
He knew now that he could have had his way with Catherine at any time: in the garret on Christmas night, during their stolen moments in the fields, if he had wanted to take her the way he had Nelly this very eve and that she would have been powerless to resist the strength in his hands, the fire in his eyes, the hunger in his mouth, the forceful strength between his legs.
Even now….If he wanted her.
But after all that had happened tonight he could not see one, single, solitary way to have Catherine in the truest of forms. He could love her as Heathcliff: falling to his knees for the chance to place his lips upon her feet, rising each day simply to rest his eyes upon her loveliness, baring his soul just to receive her simplest of touches. But she needed more, much more. She needed Edgar as well. And though the lad was as spineless as a worm, he had the fair skin and blue eyes of a gentleman, the costume and manners of a man of dignified birth, the wealth and station of someone who could fulfill Catherine with the luxury of life at the Grange and the noble status of being called his wife.
What was the point if he could not have her completely and she would not be satisfied with all that was him?
But should they all be absent of the suffering that ripped through his soul as the storm whipped through the firs on the moors?
NAY! shouted Heathcliff to the sky, daring God to strike him down now if he so planned.
But as bolts of lightning came and went, from sky to ground, all around the moors, there was nary a flicker at Black Rock Cragge.
Then a curse be on them! cried Heathcliff. “A curse for a thousand years and more. I place a curse on the Earnshaws and Lintons, for all the pettiness you inspire, the meanness of spirit you invoke, and because you would not allow two people to love in the pure righteous way that lay buried in their hearts.
A loud, angry bolt came crashing down, but it did not strike Heathcliff and he continued to smile.

A curse on all those Earnshaws and Lintons living and all those to be born! For as I stand here on the cragge, as long as I draw breath, and even from the hell where I will surely land, I will reap pleasure from seeing each and every one of you suffer!
Despite the rain pounding his face, Heathcliff let out an horrific, bone-chilling, bloodcurdling scream that paled the death cry of any wounded animal, a scream that startled awake and went down the spine of each Earnshaw and Linton like a razor splitting a soul in twoalthough they could not be sure it was human, animal, or just the storm they had hearddisturbing deeply every last one of them, including the baby curled inside Mrs. Earnshaw.
And then he jumped.
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