At the age of six I wrote Crawls the Caterpillar with my fat yellow pencil. I've been writing ever since. I travel the world as a medical missionary and come home to my husband and our fur baby, Mabel. Intricate plots, multilayered characters, and endings that surprise are my fave. You'll most often find me with a cup of Kenyan tea...or a chocolate milkshake! Yum!
What’s your favorite thing to do to relax? Okay, so for a writer this is total cliché, but I love to read. Not just my own writing, but almost anything else in the world of fiction. Give me a book, a chair in the sun, and a glass of iced tea and my world is complete!
If you could go back in time to when you were seven years old, what wisdom or advice would you pass on to yourself? Listen to yourself. Don’t let others tell you the “reality” of what your life should be. Nurture your gifts. Don’t ever let go of your dreams. Believe that you can, and you will. Oh, and getting a pony? Yep, great idea.
For what are you grateful? I am grateful for the Lord, for life, and for love.
At what age were you the happiest? What triggered such joy? I am the happiest now—right now. I have love. My dreams are being realized. I can give back as I travel the world.
What is the number one lie you tell yourself? How is that working out? I will never be good enough. It’s a lost cause. Give up. It’s not working out at all, as the blessings in my life overflow!
Now about you as an author…What authors had an impact on you growing up and as an adult? I belonged to a book club as a child. The authors I read never became big names. But I still have those books, and the worlds they transported me to influenced the worlds I would someday create.
Did anyone in your life influence you or encouraged you to be a writer? My family encouraged me early on, but my guidance counselor in high school told me not to pursue a career in writing because unless I became a teacher it wouldn’t work. So I let fallow years go by. Then my husband encouraged me as I began again. He and my family have had my back through the many years of writing, rejections, and finally publishing. And over the years Scruffy, Blondie, and Mable respectively—sweet fur babies all—have been by my side. Literally.
What is your favorite aspect or writing? Your least favorite? I get really excited with a new idea. It’s like opening a shiny gift bag before all the tissue comes out. The anticipation. The potential. The excitement of imagination. I don’t even mind editing. Marketing my work and myself is my least favorite as I hate asking!
What aspect of writing would you most like to improve on? Tightening up description, as I love the sound and substance of words and the picture they paint. Less is more has never been my motto!
Do you have any “must haves” with you while you’re writing? A computer, a cup of tea, and (when possible), an outdoor venue.
Do you have a common theme or item that appears in each of your books? My favorite word is cerulean. How musical and magical! It’s in every book somewhere!
What have you learned the most from being in the writing business? I have learned that success doesn’t exist without rejection. That the business is fluid—once it has been mastered it changes. And that when one is a writer, nothing is as important as birthing that story.
Tell us about your latest release:
The Girl With Chameleon Eyes, a YA paranormal romance, follows Summer’s ghostly journey to reconcile the unknown guilt on her soul before her seventeenth birthday when whe will be doomed to roam forever. Will love be enough to save her? And is that love coming through Preston or Kota? Or is she without hope?
A great blob of pain rises in my chest. I realize that I am now part of this family. I love them. They love me. Yet I’m still a ghost, still held hostage to something I once did, still clueless about how to be released from earth—and no longer sure I want to leave. It’s not like I have much of a choice. The ache in my heart intensifies.
How did you decide on your story plot? A young woman I know has eyes that truly change color—blue, gray, brown, green. I told her, “You have chameleon eyes.” And the story was born.
How did you choose your characters names and location for your story? The location is the small town where I formerly lived, and includes a local historical site. The female protagonist, Summer, has no memory and chooses a name that matches the season in which she materializes. The male main character, Kota, has specific meaning. But you have to read the book to discover it!
Do you have a favorite scene? Why? The final scene is my favorite. It exists outside the realm of the real world, and thus allowed me to infuse it with creativity, beauty, and other-worldly angst.
Do you have a character that you identify with? Who and why? In some ways I do identify with Summer. She is imperfect, but not sure what needs to change. But she’s willing to put herself out there and do whatever is necessary, ultimately, to serve others instead of herself.
What television sitcom is most like your family? Why? Probably the Goldbergs. My son has been calling me a “smother” for years. When Beverly Goldberg does something smothery, my son always says, “Mom, it’s you!”
What’s your favorite thing to do to relax? There are two things I love to do to unwind. The first is to hit the beach. We are fortunate to live within 15 minutes of Laguna Beach, and we love to go there often with some towels and our favorite books. The second may not sound very relaxing to most, but I love it. An evening at Disneyland, even for a couple of hours is a wonderful escape.
For what are you grateful? I’m grateful for my family, particularly my husband and son. I’m also very thankful for my health.
At what age were you the happiest? What triggered such joy? It’s hard to pick just one. I can think of three ages that were each a pinnacle for me. College in my early 20’s was a time of freedom, learning, and parties. Not long after, at 22, I married my soul mate, and twenty years later, we are still in love. Then, at 28, I had my son.
Now about you as an author…What authors had an impact on you growing up and as an adult? Growing up I was influenced by the fantasy of Tolkien and the strong, feisty females of Anne of Green Gables. As a teen, I discovered Anne Rice, and she has certainly influenced me the most as a writer.
What is your favorite aspect or writing? Your least favorite? My favorite aspect of writing is the plotting stage when the ideas are fresh and you are discovering your story and characters. My least favorite, hands down, is editing.
Do you have any “must haves” with you while you’re writing? My must haves while writing are good notebooks, my laptop, a decaf latte, and my dogs.
Do you have a common theme or item that appears in each of your books? My current series all contain paranormal characters and seemingly impossible romances.
What have you learned the most from being in the writing business? I’ve learned the importance of networking with other authors. I’ve been lucky to connect with a group of writers online and in person in Southern California. It’s been fun getting to know them.
Tell us about your latest release: My latest release is the second book in the Immortal Kindred Series.
Always and Forever
Annie is a Culper Spy captured by Hessian soldiers. Powerful and mysterious Captain Thayer Emmerich takes mercy and releases her. Annie is inexplicably drawn to the handsome German, but she hates the feeling of powerlessness the enemy has left her with. Annie would give anything to be stronger.
One evening at the famous Green Dragon Tavern, Annie befriends the ethereal Millicent. Soon after meeting Millicent, Annie discovers her secret--her new friend isn’t human. Millicent introduces Annie to her maker, Alexandre, and Annie joins their preternatural family.
Annie finally has the strength and freedom she needs to aid the revolution and see Thayer, once again. The two discover a passion neither has known before. But, too many complications exist for the pair to find happily ever after. Not only are they fighting on opposite sides of the war, the evil Emilia Romanov has plans for Thayer that do not include a love affair.
Rebel Heart is set in 18th century Boston and Savannah, as well as modern day Germany and France. This is the second book in The Immortal Kindred Series.
“Well, you certainly gave me a fright. You look like a new person this evening, which I guess you are.” She sat the candle on the seat of the wooden chair.
I felt so splendid I had forgotten what happened. Sitting bolt upright, I ran my hands over my face, neck, and body.
Millicent laughed. “Everything where it’s supposed to be?”
Instead of answering, I leaped from the bed and ran to the mirror. My appearance was no different. It was my senses. Closing my eyes, I could hear people talking on the street below. Their words were so clear they could have been in the room.
The sound of bugs skittering on the branches of the old oak tree, along with dew dripping from the bud of an open rose in the flower bed reached my ears. Opening my eyes, I took in the room. I could make out microscopic specks of dust entwined in the cords of the rug, the finely woven individual threads of Millicent’s dressing gown. My legs swayed underneath me, and I braced myself against the wall.
“This feels incredible.” I spun around. “What else can I do?”
Millicent was lighting the room’s lamps. “You are now able to move with such speed, mortals will not register you. You can jump great distances, so far it will almost seem like flying. The three of us have the ability to communicate with each other through our thoughts. And, of course, you will be strong. Very strong. This strength will grow as you age in your immortality.”
This was everything I needed to hear. All the strengths Millicent had listed would help me as a spy. There would be no thwarting me, no worry about capture, and I would complete one mission after the next with absolute perfection.
Be sure to check out Book One in her Immortal Kindred series- Deepest Midnight and her latest- King of Kings...
What’s your favorite thing to do to relax? READ!
If you could go back in time to when you were seven years old, what wisdom or advice would you pass on to yourself? Relax and don’t worry so much about mean people.
For what are you grateful? My husband.
What authors had an impact on you growing up and as an adult? L.M. Montgomery, Madeliene L’Engle, and then Janes Austin and Charlotte Bronte (oh, Jane Eyre, book love of my life).
Did anyone in your life influence you or encouraged you to be a writer? Nope. I did not have a natural aptitude for it. Everything I know is earned knowledge.
What is your favorite aspect or writing? Creating stories and characters and lives. Your least favorite? The business side of it.
Do you have any “must haves” with you while you’re writing? Pencil and paper. I write directly into the computer now, but my first several books were hand-written before being typed. I have always had an obsession with pencil and paper.
Do you have a common theme or item that appears in each of your books? There are little jokes that only someone who knows me really well will get. For example, in Once, the two main characters are talking about names ending in Y. Jonathan (not Johnny) teases Rebbecca (not Becky) that he’d never met a Missy or Stacey he could trust. That’s in the book solely due to my hatred of being called Missy.
What have you learned the most from being in the writing business? Patience, positive attitude.
Tell us about your latest release:
Forever the Storm, book 3 of the Taken series
A part of me saw her as a delicate beauty that needed protecting. But she wasn’t a flower that gets torn apart in a storm; she was the storm.
Before it’s over, someone will die.
Attacks are coming from all sides: arrests, sabotage, picketing, even being framed for murder. Who is the invisible force behind it all?
And what secrets has Joe Bishop been keeping about both Adriane’s and Alec’s pasts?
“I just need you to surround the building and make sure all of Malleus goes where they’re told.”
He sneered, the happy kind. I’d just told him he could beat the shit out of any of them if he wanted.
I waved one of the guys in the back to come forward. He was a local small-time con artist, extremely personable when he wanted to be. He came up to me. His smile looked like Prince Charming.
“There are a few people living in the building who are not connected to Malleus. I want you to mark their door so El Parros doesn’t mess with them. And inform them that most of their neighbors are being evicted and to please stay inside and lock their doors.” I gave him a sheet of labels on which I’d written “PROTECTED.”
Still smiling that smile, he took the labels and the list of apartment numbers and headed inside.
I sent the thugs to surround the building, and once Prince Charming came out, I sent in El Parros to start evicting.
Only a few minutes later, they started streaming out like cockroaches. The first one out the door bolted for the fence at the back of the apartment building, and then he stumbled forward and fell face first into a dirty patch of grass. No one seemed to have noticed where Vincent had gone, the third-story laundry room window of the neighboring building. The rounds in the rifle were just rubber; they wouldn’t kill anyone, but the gun packed enough force to knock a man down and the rounds hurt like a motherfucker.
The next man out tried to run as well, until a rubber bullet made him smack into the side of the building.
“Over there!” Vlad commanded and pointed to the middle of the road, and the rest of the cockroaches followed as ordered.
Carlos came out of the building and across the street to me. “That’s all of them, bitches, too.”
“Did you come across any children?”
“No kids. Just a few crying in the protected apartments.”
I glanced around to be certain Garrison still had the local uniforms busy elsewhere and then walked over to where Malleus was gathered in the middle of the street. They were closely surrounded by El Parros and the others.
Everyone focused on me as I stood in front of them.
I addressed Malleus. “You’re leaving town. Now.”
“Right,” a guy with red, spiked hair scoffed.
I nodded slightly toward him, and a rubber bullet made red-spikes smack into the asphalt.
“I suggest the rest of you look around,” I said. “Anything seem unusual about your company?”
They glanced around at their herders—sneak thieves, con artists, drug dealers, enforcers, and El Parros. Several of them raised their eyebrows. This group didn’t usually associate in general, let alone work together on a job. “Any idea what would bring such a group into this unlikely alliance?”
A young man in a dirty white T-shirt raised his hand.
I managed not to roll my eyes and just looked at him.
“You, Mr. Kaden.”
“Very good. You get a gold star.” I started walking casually around the group. “How many of you are from this city?”
Several of them slowly raised their hands.
“Then you’ll know quite clearly what happens when you cross a Kaden. Anyone care to explain to the class?”
“We ain’t never crossed you,” dirty-white-T-shirt said.
I gave a slight nod, and a well-placed round hit him in the thigh and knocked his leg out from under him. He yelled out in pain.
I squatted next to him and spoke calmly. “I suggest you shut the fuck up before I make you bleed.”
He pressed his lips together, and pain etched itself in his face as if chiseling rock.
I stood and continued slowly circling the group. “You will leave town. Tonight. You will not return. You will not maintain any relationships with anyone in this city. You will not even discuss this city. I have informed all of my contacts that you are not welcome here, and they are to demonstrate that if they see you.” I stopped walking and faced them squarely. “I have authorized them to use whatever means of demonstration they find most effective.”
Vlad, El Parros, and most of the others sneered.
I started walking away, toward my car. “I’m giving you five minutes’ head start before my contacts begin demonstrating.”
Running footsteps sounded from behind me. They yelled at each other to get out of the way. My enforcers laughed as they watched.
How did you decide on your story plot? This story was a long time coming. The first book in this series was the first book I ever wrote, and this series is my favorite. The first nugget of the story came to me when I was around 13. I wasn’t naturally good at writing (I’ve studied a LOT of books on writing and practiced a TON to get good), but I would play with the idea in my mind. I did that for years. Then one night in my late twenties, I decided I should jot down the beginning of the story. I wrote in an old notebook for hours, and I’ve written almost every day since.
How did you choose your characters names and location for your story? Adriane I picked because it’s similar to “rain”. Alec is a name I’ve always liked, and Kaden I made up—I wanted a surname for him that starts with K because it’s a very hard, strong-sounding letter. The location was pure oops. I wrote a scene early on that’s still in the book of Alec and Adriane watching the sunset with the sun falling down into the ocean—well, that made it a west coast location. Lol. The actual city is fictitious but is in the Pacific Northwest.
Do you have a favorite scene? Why? There are so many… I love at the end of Overcast (prequel): “Surprise, surprise, motherfucker.” You really need to read Endless as the Rain (book 1) and Overcast (prequel) to understand why I love that part so much.
Do you have a character that you identify with? Who and why? Adriane is quiet and artistically inclined like me and she has my coloring (fair, hazel eyes, dark hair), but she’s so much cooler than me.
What’s your favorite thing to do to relax? I love spending time with my 12 month old son and watching Netflix when I have a spare moment!
At what age were you the happiest? What triggered such joy? Looking back, I think I am my most happiest now in my 30's. I have grown up, established a life and career. I have a little family now. They trigger my joy. My 20's were all about finding out who I was and I think, at 34, I am happy with how my life has fallen into place. It took a long time to get here!
What is the number one lie you tell yourself? How is that working out? I keep comparing myself to best selling authors with huge fan bases and tell myself I will never get to that level. After my son was born, my priorities changed and my writing took a hit. I miss it terribly and try to write at night before bed. I may never become that “big” but I will one day. If I work hard, it will happen.
Now about you as an author…
What authors had an impact on you growing up and as an adult? Emily Rhoda had a massive impact on me as a child with her Rowan of Rin series. I read every one a thousand times and would check the book store every month for a new one. Tami Hoag ignited my love for writing as an adult. I wrote a bit in high school but stopped when I moved out of home. After I read her “Cry Wolf”, it made me fall in love again with books and writing.
What is your favorite aspect or writing? Your least favorite? My favorite aspect of writing is creation. As a writer you create life and I love watching my characters grow and experience their world. Its such a liberating force. My least favorite part of writing is compiling the synopsis. I hate it!
What aspect of writing would you most like to improve on? I would love to write popular genres such as alpha or harem stories one day.
Do you have any “must haves” with you while you’re writing? My laptop and a clear, uninterrupted mind! I get distracted very easily so I try to focus on the task and write!
Do you have a common theme or item that appears in each of your books? Romance. I write different genres but the overall backbone is love. I love romance and I try to incorporate some romantic aspects in all my novels regardless of the genre.
What have you learned the most from being in the writing business? It fluctuates so much! One genre may be popular, gain momentum, and flood the market. One day, readers will find something else to read. As a writer, you have to adapt.
Tell us about your latest release: Death Knows My Name
After the tragic drowning of her brother eighteen years ago, Aleida Fuller has lived her life communicating with the supernatural. She can see and speak to the dead, as if they were still walking the earth. Despite being welcomed in the spirit world, Aleida lives a closeted existence. Her reclusive mother refuses to accept her abilities and the local townsfolk think she’s a fraud.
When mysterious traveler Rafe Jenner arrives in town, Aleida’s dull life is irrevocably changed. He’s handsome, strange, and oddly alluring, with piercing eyes that turn red in the dark…
As Aleida and Rafe are teamed up to solve a crime for the Sheriff’s Office, a great evil lurks in the shadows. Bloodthirsty for Aleida’s soul, Hell-bound demon Albinus roams the earth, shedding blood and taking lives in search of her. He will stop at nothing until he gets what he wants. Aleida must draw on her physic abilities and her newfound alliance with Rafe to battle Hell’s agents before her soul is lost forever.
“Is the spirit talking to you, Aleida?”
Aleida Fuller wandered the smoldering crash site, stepping over a curved hubcap and a pool of gasoline leaking into the asphalt. The red hatchback was completely smashed into a crushed shell, shards of metal scattered over the road. A hint of burning rubber lingered in the air. She followed the ribboned grooves in the cement toward the figure covered by a white sheet. She crouched next to the body and lowered her hand on the sheer fabric, pulling her gaze from the victim’s weeping family on the curb.
Nosy bystanders, including half the sheriff’s department and EMTs had stopped to watch her. Aleida hated having an audience, the attention interfering with her readings. The heat of their gaze prickled the back of her neck, spreading goosebumps across her skin. Normally, she relied on her body’s natural responses to connect to the spirit world, but today, she felt nothing out of the ordinary. She turned to Deputy Sheriff Ted Walker, who stood nearby, his expression passive yet optimistic.
“I can’t hear anything,” she said. “The deceased’s moved into the light already or its energy’s too faint.”
Ted’s face flickered annoyance underneath his Stetson hat. “Dammit,” he hissed. “I was hoping to give Don’s wife some answers on what happened.”
“She won’t be getting them right away,” Aleida replied. “Her husband’s recently passed so his energy is weak. It takes a lot of effort for a spirit to form an apparition or make contact. Think of them like newborn babies. Babies don’t walk right out of the womb, do they?”
“I guess not.”
What television sitcom is most like your family? Why? Rosanne is the sitcom most like my family. My husband and I were raised middle class, Midwest, loud, and sarcastic. Our upbringing definitely rubbed off on our kids. I always warn people before they come over to bring their a sense of humor and a pair of earplugs!
What’s your favorite thing to do to relax? Relaxation to me involves a glass of wine, a horrible reality t.v show, and my cat Wilma purring on my lap.
If you could go back in time to when you were seven years old, what wisdom or advice would you pass on to yourself? The advice I would give myself is simple, be yourself and harm none.
Now about you as an author…
What is your favorite aspect or writing? Believe it or not I absolutely love the editing process. I always learn from the feedback I get from my editors, and I enjoy the process of transforming a rough manuscript into a polished finished product.
Do you have any “must haves” with you while you’re writing? I am lucky enough to be able to write in chaos considering there is no such thing as quiet in my household. However, I can’t write without coffee. Just the smell of it puts me in the right creative head space.
What have you learned the most from being in the writing business? I have learned the key to success is to keep writing. I know not everything I write will work. In fact, I have thrown out entire manuscripts because they weren’t working. But because I am always creating, I don’t lose sleep over the manuscripts that didn’t make it. I move forward and learn from my mistakes.
Tell us about your latest release:
Blurb for Sweet Escape:
Ted Harper knew moving to Milford to open his dream bar wouldn’t be easy. But he could have never imagined he would be so easily distracted from his goal. Violet Marino is beautiful, smart, captivating, and unfortunately, his next-door neighbor. Now Ted has a dilemma on his hands he didn’t anticipate as his life becomes entangled with a woman he can’t seem to forget.
Violet Marino has spent decades caring for her family and working at her father’s restaurant as a waitress. Hardly the life she dreamed of living when she was a little girl. But after her mother died, she was never a little girl again. Thrust into the parenting role for her two younger siblings, Violet sacrificed everything for their well-being.
When a handsome business owner offers her more than just a sweet escape, Violet is tempted to take him up on the offer. Even if that means jumping into the unknown.
He saw another opportunity to tease her and decided he had to take it. She kept leaving herself open. “Oh, I get it. You’re one of those narrow-minded types.”
“I am not!” she said with outrage.
He shook his head sadly. “Sounds like you are.”
“No, I just…” She paused, seeming lost. “Well, look at you. You’re like this perfect, broken nose Ken doll.”
And there was the bad review based on his “cover”. “So you’re saying I’m plastic and handsome?”
She exhaled noisily, obviously flustered, and he enjoyed every minute of it. “I just mean, you’re, like…well, you are handsome, I guess. Probably to most women. But that’s not the point.”
She seemed frazzled, like she was trying to talk herself out of admitting any attraction. But he had seen the heat in her eyes when they locked gazes, and he wasn’t about to let her off the hook. “So what’s the point?”
“The point is you don’t look or act like someone who spends his off time reading books.”
“That’s the funny thing about me.” Seeing his opening, he stood up and walked over to her chair. “I have a lot of layers to my personality.” He grabbed her hands.
She arched her head back, staring up at him, probably trying to figure out why he was now standing so close and touching her. “What are you doing?”
He pulled her to her feet. If he waited any longer to kiss her, he would probably lose his mind.
“Showing you another layer,” he said, and then, before she could react, he pressed his lips against hers and felt the world come alive.
How did you choose the location for your story?
I am so excited about Sweet Escape because it is the first book in my Michigan romance series, Smitten. Sweet Escape is set in Milford, which is the small town I grew up in. I love everything about my home town and I hope my readers will love it too.
What television sitcom is most like your family? Why? I can’t really relate to a sitcom but my friends over the years have said my family is like the “Family Circus” cartoon. So many crazy stories from my husband burning down our shed while chasing a groundhog, to me yelling out my bedroom window to stop the person who was trying to steal my car by backing it slowly down the street. Stories of my husband digging seven holes in my backyard to bury our dog so I wouldn’t know which hole they put her in. They were so tired when he and my son finally finished that they didn’t dig the last one deep enough and when I looked out the kitchen window, her legs were showing. Stories that my friends and family have witnessed over the years say should wind up in a book. Maybe one day they will.
What is your favorite thing to do to relax? My magazine time is my relaxation. I close myself off from my family, get a few magazines, lay on the sofa with my earbuds and drift away to Motown sounds.
If you could go back in time to when you were seven years old, what wisdom or advice would you pass on to yourself? Don’t let anyone tell you that you aren’t capable of accomplishing great things.
For what are you grateful? The list is too long, but on the top of the list is being able to retire healthy and the ability to fulfill my dream of being a published author. I am grateful for my family and circle of wonderful friends
At what age were you the happiest? What triggered such joy? I remember is as if it were yesterday. Age 41. It seemed as if my life was finally going in the right direction. I finally figured out what my family and career goals should be. I went back and finished college which opened up a plethora of opportunities for me. Yes 41 was a memorable year.
Me as an Author:
What authors had an impact on you growing up and as an adult? I’ve always liked mystery and suspense. I followed Mary Higgins Clark as a young girl and a little of Agatha Christie. As an adult my interests varied and I read Maya Angelou, BeBe More Campbell and everything Terry McMillan wrote. Lately, I’ve been readying Eleanor Taylor Bland.
What is your favorite aspect of writing? Your least favorite? My favorite aspect is outlining the scenes of a new novel and coming up with names for my characters. I like to see how a story comes together scene by scene. I decide on character names during the beginning stages of the story. My least favorite is editing. It seems there is no end to editing. There is always one more word to change or one more comma to insert or remove. Ugh !!!
What aspect of writing would you most like to improve on? Scene development is an area that I would like to improve. I don’t have trouble coming up with ideas but developing all the details is an area where I need help.
Do you have “must haves” with you while you’re writing? Coffee and quiet are my “must haves” along with some munchies. Lately, I’ve been trying to limit the munchies to fruits and cheese.
What have you learned from being in the writing business? I’ve learned that writing is fun and is a way to use my creative energy. It thoroughly encompasses my life. There isn’t a time when I’m not thinking of a theme or character, especially if I’m watching television, at a movie theater. Marketing and promotion are a necessary skill that I need to take time and patience to learn more about.
My Latest Release
As a reporter for a local newspaper, Angela Hollingsworth has traveled all over the world collecting information, artifacts and samples, always bringing back a package for her boss from an associate in whatever country she visited. What she didn’t know was that the package contained drugs, stolen art or both.
Desperate to stay out of jail, Angela can only rely on one man, Glen Spencer, an agent for the FBI. Together they devise a plan to take down one of the biggest drug cartels in New Jersey. Trusting her old college friend, Angela doesn’t anticipate the danger coming for her.
Now Angela is fighting for her life and her feelings for Glen…but time is running out. Will she be able to escape The Organization or will all her dreams end up in a body bag?
How did you decide on your story plot? My television viewing the books I choose to read generally relate to a similar story plot. I watch detective shows and read romantic suspense novels. That’s always been my interest.
How did you choose your characters names and location for your story? My characters and location came during the development of the plot. I wanted my story to reflect what is happening in today’s world.
Angie heard footsteps behind her as she walked down the long narrow hallway. She turned around to see if it was anyone she knew, but she didn’t know the man behind her. There was no one else in the hallway. She walked faster and he walked faster to keep up.
Angie entered the hotel elevator. As the elevator door closed, a man stopped it with his hand, then boarded. There was another couple inside and they got off before Angie. The man stood in the back of the elevator. Angie moved to the front of the small space after the couple got off. She wanted to get out of there as fast as she could. The bell dinged for her floor. She got off and so did the man. He turned to walk down the hall in the opposite direction, then quickly turned to follow Angie.
“Ms. Hollingsworth, I was told to give this to you for Mr. Santucci.” He shoved the package at Angie. It was a small, square box, the size of a cake pan, wrapped in brown paper. Angie looked at it and at the man who’d given it to her. She couldn’t get a good look at his face, with the dark glasses and baseball cap pulled down almost over his eyes. She didn’t want to stare. She wanted to get away.
What’s your favorite thing to do to relax? Read! Seriously, I’ve been hooked on books since I was a kid, starting out with Hardy Boys adventures. I read about a book each week, unless it’s one of Stephen King’s gigantic tomes that go beyond 700 pages. That takes me a bit more time.
If you could go back in time to when you were seven years old, what wisdom or advice would you pass on to yourself? Wow, that’s a great question. I’d probably encourage my younger self to write more and see where those stories take me. That could have led to a different educational path and even more adventures for me and my characters.
For what are you grateful? My family, first and foremost. I’ve been married for over thirty years to my sweetheart and we’ve raised two remarkable young men together. My working life has led me to several unusual careers, which in turn has provided many great stories and experiences. That includes the chance to teach at the local college, which I’m really enjoying.
At what age were you the happiest? What triggered such joy? Probably in my early thirties. That’s when the kids came into the picture. Seeing life through their eyes and their activities was precious. Recalling some of their youthful stunts always makes me smile.
What is the number one lie you tell yourself? How is that working out? That I’m a good cook. I don’t complain when it’s my turn in the kitchen. There are a few specialty dishes I make that always turn out well, but I’m a long way from being proficient in the culinary department. At least, I haven’t burned the place down yet!!
Now about you as an author…
What authors had an impact on you growing up and as an adult? As an avid reader, I quickly grew bored with the Hardy Boys and similar stories. Mysteries always appealed to me, but I could never get into the Agatha Christie books. In my early teens, I discovered John D. MacDonald, who created the Travis McGee series, along with a number of other novels. McGee was not your typical hero, but one I could identify with. From there it was Elmore Leonard with his crime stories. Then I shifted gears and discovered Stephen King, John Sandford, Joseph Wambaugh and so many others.
Did anyone in your life influence you or encouraged you to be a writer? (teacher, family member, friend)
I went to Catholic schools, both elementary and high school. (I’ll pause here for you to express your sympathies!) There was a nun in elementary school who taught English. One day the homework was to write a short story. Afterwards, she said, “You’re pretty good at making things up.” I hoped that was in reference to the assignment. There was also a creative writing professor in college who encouraged me to submit short stories to a literary magazine. There was a young lady in college who knew I loved to read. She gave me a book that she enjoyed. Thirty pages in, I figured out who done it and why, but I kept reading to see if I was right. Turned out I was. When I gave it back to her and told her that, she scowled and said “if you’re so damned smart, why don’t you write one?” I had to take her up on that challenge. (Wonder whatever happened to her…)
What is your favorite aspect or writing? Your least favorite? Writing dialogue between my characters is absolutely my favorite thing to do. It gives me the opportunity to convey all the emotions that the scene may warrant, whether it’s serious, tense, humourous or sarcastic. Getting the dialogue right is vital to the story. It’s got to be true for the character. Not everyone speaks in complete sentences. When it comes together, it’s a kick to sit back, reread that passage and think to myself ‘damn, that was good!’ My least favorite aspect is marketing. I know it’s essential, but it takes me away from the actual writing of the stories.
What aspect of writing would you most like to improve on? Editing. It’s a necessary evil, but it can be difficult, especially if you’re in the process of reading over the manuscript for the fifth or sixth time. I think it’s better to walk away from the story for a week or two, then come back with fresh eyes.
Do you have any “must haves” with you while you’re writing? Music. There’s gotta be music. It’s essential to life. I cannot work in silence, it’s too distracting. I’m all over the board with music, (no rap, country or opera). Sometimes the music helps set the pace. If it’s an action scene, there is a good bet rock and roll is playing. For romance, I’ll dial up something smooth, like Sinatra, or Marvin Gaye.
Do you have a common theme or item that appears in each of your books? All of my stories take place in Michigan. The three Jamie Richmond novels are set in the Detroit area. “Stealing Haven” the short story that is part of “Once Upon a Summer” happens in South Haven, a resort area on the shore of Lake Michigan. I prefer to use locations that are real and familiar to me. Oftentimes a reader will recognize a landmark and can related to it in the story.
Jamie and her best friend Linda are ready for a relaxing vacation in South Haven, on the shore of Lake Michigan. Sunshine, sandy beaches, good friends, food and wine are on the menu: a long awaited reprieve from their daily lives in Motown.
Yet things rarely go as planned for Jamie. The curious redhead is surprised when she catches the eye of Randy, a handsome local man. Sparks fly and we’re not talking about a bonfire. At the same time, Jamie learns of a local home invasion that gets her reporter’s instincts churning. Could someone have the audacity to disrupt this peaceful haven?
Soon Jamie and Linda find themselves working with local authorities to stop the robberies and catch the bad guys. Because South Haven is paradise. And nobody should be stealing haven.
What have you learned the most from being in the writing business? Rule number one: Never stop writing. Rule number two: Listen to your publisher and editors. Take their suggestions into consideration. They are probably smarter than you are. Rule number three: Share your efforts and successes with others who are interested in writing. I don’t have any secrets about the work. Rule number four: See rule number one.
Tell us about your latest release: (blurb, excerpt, cover)
My latest release is “Your Turn to Die” . This is the second book in the Jefferson Chene mystery series. One of the parts that worked so well in this book was the appearance of Jamie Richmond. Jamie is such a great character that it’s difficult to keep her out of the action. So while Chene is the protagonist in this novel, Jamie plays a major role in unraveling the mystery. And the interactions between her and Chene were very realistic. I can still hear them squabbling.
BLURB: It was supposed to be a friendly round of paintball. But blood, not paint, covers Kyle Morrissey’s body. Though admired by the public for his charity, the businessman was no choirboy. Could it be that more than one person wanted him dead?
Sergeant Jefferson Chene and his detective squad catch the case. With two new faces on the team, he finds himself in the unfamiliar role as mentor. He is also cautiously beginning a relationship with Simone Bettencourt, the beautiful woman he met while pursuing a serial murderer. Complicating the case are two retired gangsters, a fortune in jewels, and Detroit’s history of organized crime. But the squad must utilize every resource available to catch a killer.
EXCERPT: Here’s an excerpt from “Your Turn to Die”. Sergeant Jefferson Chene and the major case detectives are investigating the homicide of Kyle Morrissey, who was a successful businessman with operations in several suburban cities. On Monday Chene learned that Jamie Richmond had once interviewed Morrissey and had shared all her research material with him, in the hopes it would lead to the killer. Jamie lives with Malone, another police officer.
Early Thursday morning I decided to recruit some help. Someone who was comfortable with research, who was used to digging deeper, who had a fresh set of eyes and a different perspective. So I made the call.
“Malone.” His voice was thick with sleep.
“It’s Chene. I’ve got a few more questions for Jamie. Is she around?”
There was a deep chuckle. “Yes, but she’s not coherent. You have any idea how early it is?”
“Sun’s been up for a couple of hours.”
“She’ll call you.” The phone went silent.
I remembered now that Malone worked afternoons, finishing his shift around midnight. No wonder I woke him up.
It was an hour before Jamie called back.
“Sorry, Chene, but I’m adjusted to Malone’s schedule. Neither one of us is functioning before nine. And even then it requires massive doses of caffeine.”
“No problem. I wanted to thank you again for your notes on Morrissey.”
“I hope they were helpful.”
“Indeed. But that leads me to a question. Do you know how he put together the money to buy the Shores Madrid?”
Dead silence followed for so long I thought the connection broke. I was about to check and see if there was still a signal when Jamie cursed.
“I don’t know. But that’s something I should have looked into when researching him. Damn it! How did I miss it?”
“You’re not the only one. Everything I can find seems to look like he just appeared on the scene at a city council meeting, with a proposal to buy the property for the amount of taxes due. Somewhere along the way, the theater had been foreclosed and the city ended up with it. They must have carried the previous owner’s debt in the hopes that they’d be able to bring it back.”
“But that doesn’t explain where he got the money.” There was a flicker of excitement in her voice. “I never saw anything about investors, silent or otherwise. There was nothing on the corporate records at the time beyond his wife and a couple of key people in management. I looked!”
“So you have any ideas about the money?”
“None.” She paused, as if weighing the options. “But I can look into it. I still have a lot of contacts. I’ll pull court records, public information, talk to a few friends and see what I can learn. This is important, isn’t it?”
“It could be.” I hesitated, weighing my options. “I can’t ask you to do this, Jamie. I’ll put one of the detectives on it.”
There was another pause, followed by a loud, raucous laugh. “Bullshit, Chene. You called me hoping I’d jump in.”
“No, I called you to ask about the money, not to draw you into part of an active police investigation.” I managed to sound sincere.
“You’re full of shit, Chene. And I’ll let you know when I have some answers.” Jamie was still laughing as she ended the call.
How did you decide on your story plot? I start out with a basic idea of a conflict. Then it’s a matter of selecting the main characters, putting them into the situation and letting them go. Despite the efforts of the good nuns in school, I can’t work with an outline. It’s too restrictive.
Do you have a favorite scene? Why? There is a favorite scene in each story I write. In the latest book, Chene is investigating a homicide. While interviewing one of the victim’s colleagues, she makes the sarcastic comment “your mother must be so proud.” Chene, who was orphaned at birth, shrugs and says “I don’t know. I never met her.” That added another dimension of tension between them that I was searching for.
What television sitcom is most like your family? Why? The Addams Family… we’re crazy as hell.
What’s your favorite thing to do to relax? Painting while listening to music and drinking coffee.
If you could go back in time to when you were seven years old, what wisdom or advice would you pass on to yourself? Hell doesn’t last forever.
For what are you grateful? Living to see another day… and coffee, also music.
At what age were you the happiest? What triggered such joy? 23, now. What triggered it? What I once thought was, falling apart. Which brought a lot of past issues to the surface letting me work through those.
What is the number one lie you tell yourself? You need this cup of coffee, it’s healthy.
What authors had an impact on you growing up and as an adult? As a kid I loathed to read. It was when I was a teenager that I was bored and complaining, when my sister got tired of it and threw a book at my face. L. J. Smith and Alyson Noel are the first authors I fell in love with and they inspired me to write.
What is your favorite aspect or writing? Your least favorite? Least favorite thing about writing would be the migraines. I have issues stopping once I get started and I stare at the screen too long. Favorite? Telling the story that’s been trampling through my mind.
Do you have any “must haves” with you while you’re writing? Writing must haves: Coffee, music, and access to the internet. All writers are best friends with Google.
Do you have a common theme or item that appears in each of your books? Common theme… goths and or alternative people, cussing, and a lot of sarcasm.
What have you learned the most from being in the writing business? I’m learning and accepting it now that I need to write what I want, not what everyone else wants me to.
Tell us about your latest release:
My latest release is Princess?... I Think Not, it’s about a goth girl who finds out she’s a princess and…she isn’t fond of the idea.
The Royal Family Just Got a Little Bigger….
My name’s Baily King and I’ve always considered myself different—liking dead roses, cemeteries, reading fully clothed in the bathtub, and howling at the moon whilst dancing naked under it. But, when my grandma, a woman I scarcely remember, comes for a visit, she opens her mouth and my weird world crashes down all over my combat-booted feet.
See, dear Gram is dying and wishes for me to accept my royal name. Turns out she finally left a small village south of Ireland—a village that her and her husband rule. Pfft. No pressure.
Bam, you’re a Princess. Wear your tiara and shut up.
“Will that be all?” The lady beams like they put a thousand sunshines into her coffee. Everyone turns chipper when they see such a pretty man then they turn bitter when said pretty person leaves. I know from experience.
“Dimitri,” I growl.
He smiles. “Yes, thank you.” Coming back over to me, he gives me a smug, beyond-sexy smile. Hell, I bet when this man sneezes, it’s still bloody attractive. “Baily?”
I cross my arms over my chest.
“Will you please let me—Dimitri, your friend—do something nice for you? Something friends are allowed to do, even in the South?”
I narrow my eyes, but when he just stands there, I give in. “Fine,” I grumble, holding my hand out.
He makes a circular motion with his finger, signaling for me to turn around. With a huff, I do. “Every now and then…” he rumbles in my ear, and I tense when gooseflesh rises on my skin. It’s eighty-degrees, I’m sweating like a pig, but in this moment, I don’t mind the body heat radiating off him. What is this sorcery? “You deserve something for yourself. I’ve only known you for a short time, and in that time, you’ve only thought of others. Promise me you’ll think of yourself upon occasion, too.”
“I make no such promise,” I grumble, turning back to face him. “But thank you.”
“Aww,” the girl behind the register says. “I wish my boyfriend did something like that for me.”
I smile at her, not in the mood to try to explain he’s not my boyfriend but bodyguard. Because my grandma’s kinda a queen of a village called MacAleese, which is on the south side of Ireland and I’m of the royal family. I just didn’t know about it until…bam, you’re a freakin’ princess, wear your tiara and shut up. Yeah, that might make someone ask a few questions or draw a little bit of unwanted attention.
How did you decide on your story plot? The idea came when a comedian was talking about going to visit a prince, and I thought how it’d work out I went to see a prince… things happened after that.
How did you choose your characters names and location for your story? Names? I wrote it when I was 17, so I can’t remember. But the location is because it’s where I’m from so, it’d the easiest.
Do you have a favorite scene? Why? Yes. When they’re at the beach, every part from their beach trip. Because it reminds me of good times with family. And the two main characters are having their moments where you’re like “kiss already!”
Do you have a character that you identify with? Who and why? Yep. Baily because she is me. Whoa, plot twist. :P when I wrote it, it wasn’t fully my intention to base her off me. But I believe I’ve grown into the character I wrote about when I was a teenager.
A. B. Robbins also known as Ashley Brooke Robbins, is a twenty-three-year-old who is obsessed with caffeine, music, animals, and everything most people find unnerving. She lives in North Carolina with four dogs, and a cat. She’s the author of Freaksville, Wishin’ on the Moon, and Princess? …I Think Not.
You can find her on her website: JustThatWeirdoNextDoor.com, or on pretty much any other social media site as ThatWeirdoNext or JustThatWeirdoNextDoor. You can probably find the links to those on her website. And you can catch her on YouTube doing tarot reading videos.
What’s your favorite thing to do to relax?
Besides watching a cheerful movie or reading a good book, I love walking along the beach of a morning or afternoon and watching the waves roll in. I feel very blessed to live so close to the water and to be able to enjoy that stunning scenery every day.
If you could go back in time to when you were seven years old, what wisdom or advice would you pass on to yourself?
There are probably many things I wish I realised much earlier in life, but the main two are:
For what are you most grateful?
I am most grateful for my parents. Without them—their unconditional love and never-ending support—I never would have been able to pursue my dreams.
Now about you as an author…
Did anyone in your life influence you or encouraged you to be a writer? (teacher, family member, friend)
When I was in primary school, I hadn’t considered writing as a career until my year 7 teacher told my parents and I that he wanted me to send some of my work into an organisation that held an annual writing camp for young people. Apparently, he’d noticed the flair in my creative writing assignments and believed I had the potential to score a coveted spot at the camp. At the time, I had been writing stories for myself after school, using them as a form of escape and expression. I ended up being chosen to attend and got to meet and be mentored by various Australian authors with national and international acclaim. One of those authors was Narelle Oliver, the award-winning children’s book author-illustrator, and seeing her passion, recognising mine, helped inspire me to work toward writing as a career.
Do you have any “must haves” with you while you’re writing?
Since I hate working in silence, I must have the television on with some movie or TV show that I know by heart and the volume low enough that the verbal buzz doesn’t pull me from focus. Besides my beloved laptop, I also always surround myself with my initial notes, a baby name dictionary, several half-empty “idea” notebooks, my lovely to-do list notepad (which I can’t live without) and an assortment of coloured pens. Air-conditioning is also a must as sunny South-East Queensland is subtropical and not always friendly to electronics.
Do you have a common theme or item that appears in each of your books?
Being an ex-swimmer and slightly obsessed with swimming pools, especially as I don’t currently have one at home, I have noticed that the majority of my books include swimming pools or water of some kind. I honestly didn’t plan from the beginning to have pools or water feature so frequently. It must have just been an odd subconscious addition.
Tell us about your latest release:
How did you decide on your story plot?
Let’s just say that the plot of my most recently released novel, Persuading Lucy, was inspired by true events. It’s dedicated to my wonderful best friend, with whom I shared an interesting life event that strengthened our friendship and forever changed our relationship with our closest male friend.
How did you choose the location for your story?
I normally choose local Australian locations that I love and frequently visit. The beauty of these places, whether as picturesque scenery, friendly small town or bustling city, always inspires me, prompting story ideas I just can’t ignore.
Do you have a character that you identify with? Who and why?
In many of my stories, I tend to identify with my female protagonist’s friends, often their best friend. In Persuading Lucy, I connect the most with Lucy’s friends Maddy and Steph. I think I feel this way, because the protagonist is often guided by their close friends in a way that is somewhat similar to how I, as an author, guide the story and characters along. I also often like to create those characters, especially those who are best friends with the female protagonist, as a version of the kind of best friend I strive to be.
You can’t hide from destiny….
Callum Hawthorne is one of those lucky guys who seem to have it all. He’s a wealthy property tycoon, the CEO of his family’s company. He’s handsome, intelligent and charming and has a gorgeous new woman on his arm every week. But there’s one thing still missing – the love of his life, Lucy Spencer.
Fourteen long years ago, Lucy left for college and cut off all contact with Cal, leaving their mutual friend Madison as his only connection. That was until in his effort to save his deceased father’s beloved Gold Coast property, The Calypso, Cal contacts Insight Marketing, the best advertising firm in Melbourne, and discovers his Lucy among the team.
Successful marketing executive, Lucy Spencer had managed to avoid her ex-best friend for nearly half their lives. Fearful of trusting him, loving him and having her heart broken all over again, Lucy tries to keep her distance from him, but discovers that there is a fine line between love and hate, and maybe – just maybe – Cal could be her inescapable destiny.
Cal was flabbergasted. What had happened? What had he missed?
Then, distracted by her outburst, he made another mistake and his grip on Lucy’s wrist loosened slightly. As if sensing his lapse in control, she used the whole weight of her small frame to jerk herself free of his hold and with a triumphant sigh she began to back away.
“So, you orchestrated this together, did you? What, did you seduce Maddy too? Why can’t you just leave me alone?”
Cal’s gaze narrowed with concern. “What are you talking about, Luce?”
Worried that she’d run before he had a chance to explain, Cal reached out and took a step toward her. But, Lucy immediately backed farther away, taking two steps for his single stride.
“What did you give her to make her finally tell you where I was?”
Her fiery glare was enough to make his fingers ache to touch her, to soothe her. He hated seeing her in so much distress.
“Nothing.” His voice was calm, pacifying. “She didn’t tell me.”
Lucy frowned and her gaze dropped from his, confusion clearly clouding her expression.
“But I—” She shook her head with irritation and glanced back up at him. “But how did you know that I’d be here?”
Cal smiled as he remembered the moment of pure serendipity, the second he’d seen her gorgeous face on the team’s profile page on the Insight Marketing website. Executive Manager Lucy S., it had read. Cal had tried searching the internet for her before, but to no avail. There had always been too many Lucy Spencers and he’d been convinced that she must have altered her name. Yet, this time he’d found her, so simply found her, as though the universe had finally pointed her out to him.
“Fate,” he said confidently.
Tammy Mannersly is an Australian author based in Brisbane, Queensland. She loves writing romance, has a fondness for animals, is crazy about movies and enjoys a great Happily Ever After. Her passion for writing started from a very young age and led her to complete a Bachelor Degree in Creative Industries majoring in Creative Writing at Queensland University of Technology. Her novel, Persuading Lucy, is a semi-finalist in the 2018 Chatelaine Books Awards for Romantic Fiction, a Chanticleer International Book Awards competition.
You can find out more information about Tammy and her work on her website: www.tammymannersly.com or by visiting:
What’s your favorite thing to do to relax? Be by water. Kayaking, swimming, even walking along the edge of a lake or on the beach is the best way for me to relax and connect to a calmer version of myself.
For what are you grateful? I’m most grateful for my family, friends and four-legged animals. They enrich all aspects of my life. Gratitude is a funny thing, I’ve noticed, it seems like the more I express it, the more I have to be grateful for!
What is the number one lie you tell yourself? How is that working out? I’m a big believer in the “fake-it-til-you-make-it” theory. So, yeah I lie to myself all the time! Mostly though I lie to trick myself into taking a big step that scares me. I’ll let you know how it works out in a few years ;)
What authors had an impact on you growing up and as an adult? I love Kathleen Eagle. She’s brilliant and her prose always move me.
Do you have a common theme or item that appears in each of your books? Horses. I’m a hopeless horse lover and those four-legged beauties appear in nearly everything I write.
Tell us about your latest release:
Wild Horse, Wild Heart is my latest release.
“Elsie?” the dust settled, and she took a deep breath, gathering her anger around her. Carefully, trying not to let her limp show, she turned toward the now famous natural horsemanship trainer. The Lakota cowboy, Corbin Darkhorse, and the very first man she had ever loved, stood watching her. He was even more handsome than she remembered: dark hair, dark eyes, with long-fingered hands weathered by the sun and wind. She swallowed a mouthful of dirty words and wondered why he had to be here, on this day, as she picked up her mustang for the competition.
Forgiveness had never been one of Elsie Rosewood’s strengths, and Corbin could see she hadn’t changed over the last ten years. In fact, she looked as wild, angry and stubborn as the mustang pacing in the corral behind her. His mind filled abruptly with the old image of Elsie’s face bloodied, as a previous wild horse threw her to the ground and trampled her limp body. Ten years was a long time to run, and Corbin knew if he ever wanted to have peace, and the trust of the only woman he’d ever loved, then he would have to prove how much he had changed.
The only thing standing in the way of a once- in-a-lifetime love is a Mustang Training Competition, $100,000, and a past neither forgotten nor forgiven.
The wild horse reared and then lunged toward Elsie. She stepped back just as the mustang crashed into the steel stock panels. A cloud of dust enveloped her and the horse; for several long moments, they were alone in a world of golden haze.
The mustang stood perfectly still, breathing hard. She could see fear and anger in his eyes; she felt her own heart beating with similar anguish. Very slowly, she reached out her hand, hoping the horse would sniff her damp fingers.
“You always draw the crazy ones,” she heard from behind her. The golden moment disappeared as the dust settled and the noise of the stockyard rushed to flood her ears. The mustang spun away from Elsie and she pulled her hand back.
She didn’t want to turn and see the man standing behind her. At the sound of his voice, she was again seventeen, and falling in love for the first time.
A trickle of sweat made its way down her back and she forced her fisted hands to open at her sides.
Finally, she did turn, but only after straightening her shoulders and smoothing her face of any emotion. Corbin Darkhorse stood taller and broader than she remembered. There was a smug smile on his expressive lips. “You look good, Elsie,” Corbin said. “You’re training horses again?” He stared at her with his dark eyes and that slow, suggestive smile she remembered all too well. For a long moment, Elsie looked into his eyes, then her mind switched on and she jerked away, swallowing a mouthful of dirty words.
How did you decide on your story plot? In part the plot is informed by own experiences with love. I feel like forgiveness (which is a recurring theme in Wild Horse, Wild Heart) is a very valuable tool to master for success in relationships. Now, I’m not talking about forgiving people and then letting them treat us badly again and again, instead I’m referring to the ability to forgive the mistakes that those who love us will inevitably make. I know that I can be proud, hard-headed and very stubborn and so the more I learn to forgive those around me, the more my relationships (both romantic and otherwise) grow and develop. Of course I'm human and so I fail in this department all the time!!
Do you have a favorite scene? Why? My favorite scene is probably the one where Elsie and Corbin and are riding and looking for her escaped wild mustang. There’s a so much history between these two characters, and yet ten years have elapsed, and so they have to re-learn each other. There’s also so much hurt and anger and guilt and I wanted to laugh and also cry as I wrote this scene. They’re out in the beautiful Montana mountains, riding Corbin’s dark gelding and the chemistry is so intense between them….I found myself biting my nails at times! I just kept wanted to tell them to stop blaming each other and makeout!! They do eventually give in to my advice but you'll have to read the book to get to the juicy parts!
Do you have a character that you identify with? Who and why? I love Elsie, she’s the heroine in Wild Horse, Wild Heart. Her stubborn nature, drive to succeed and passion for horses remind me of me! I, like her, was in a terrible accident when I was 19 years old and was in a wheelchair for a while and had to have several surgeries. I can remember the fear that I wouldn’t be able to ride horses again or live the life of my dreams. I admire her strength and desire to fight for what she wants. Actually, I wish that I had a bit more of her bravery and fire, she’s an incredibly passionate person!