Today it is my pleasure to welcome guest Melissa MacKinnon to the blog. I sought her out to be a guest on my blog because her book just sounded so dang good!!!!
Melissa spent her childhood exploring the coast of Maine and immersing herself in any book she could get her hands on. Although she pursued a career in theater, the written word was her true calling. Melissa leads a full life with her husband and five children, traveling the country to wherever the Army sends them, and still finds time to write in her “spare time”. She sports a Military Wife badge of honor, and is lucky enough to have her own knight in camo armor.
Melissa enjoys writing everything from sexy, sword-toting heroes to spit-out-your coffee funny romantic comedies. Her passion lies within the ancient walls of fantasy and historical romance, where anything is possible.
I visited with Melissa to talk about her writing background and future projects. I can appreciate that she is a working mom with a military husband. My oldest is in Japan right now with her Marine Corp hubby. Wife, mother, career woman…..It’s hard to wear so many hats. I’m thankful for this opportunity to meet an interesting person and make a new friend.
1 Tell us briefly about your writing journey. What led you to writing? What route did you pursue, agent/publisher vs small press vs direct publication?
I’ve been writing short stories since I was little. I loved to read, and you’d rarely see me without my nose in a book. While reading one particular amazing book, I told myself… “I can do this.” And my writing journey started. I never thought it would ever see publication, but an author friend encouraged—okay, made me—submit it. I shopped around, had my fair share of rejections, until I found the perfect fit. Being my first novel, I sought out a publisher within my genre. I had no idea what I was doing, so I was too nervous to self publish. I’ve learned so much about myself through writing. It’s a journey I never want to see end.
2. What inspired your current project?
Believe it or not, the entire plot of Return to Me came to me in a dream. I thought I was watching a movie when I woke up, but the tv was off. It stuck with me, and a week later I decided I needed to get it down or it was never going to get out of my head.
3 Where there any surprises in your current project? Something that later you said…I didn’t see that coming? Oh yeah. I had no idea I was going to fall in love with these people (my characters) and cry along with them. I also didn’t know I could be so crass and curse so much. 😉
4 Tell us something no one knows about you.
I’m a Disney freak. My family lives and breathes Disney. During the day, I am a Disney Travel Agent. I plan Disney vacations for families and love every minute of it. There’s entirely too much Mickey in my house.
5 Future plans or projects on the horizon.
I have a new historical romance releasing this fall. The Archer’s Daughter is about a woman named Cate, and the hero who wants her dead.
My next writing endeavor will be a Military romance. It follows the struggles of a single mother trying to do her best and the man learning to live again after a tragic accident left him scarred.
and now more about….
by Melissa MacKinnon
The only thing worse than loving the enemy is trying to live without him.
Archaean bounty hunter Marek Coinnich isn’t particularly fond of Engels. In fact, he prefers them dead. But to save his injured brother, he must enter the manor of an Engel enemy. Marek finds himself enthralled by the slave girl nursing his brother back to health. When his enchantment with her lands them in a compromising position, he refuses to let the young beauty pay for the misunderstanding with her life.
Brynn of Galhaven prefers to keep to the shadows. When she is ruined by an outsider, she barely escapes with her life and finds herself left alone in an unforgiving land. Through her struggles to survive, Brynn discovers a world she never imagined and never forgets the enemy Archaean who stole her heart.
Marek can’t deny his desire for Brynn, but these are wartimes, and she is the enemy. And though love knows no prejudice, the world in which he lives isn’t nearly as forgiving.
*** Historical Romance with strong Fantasy elements.***
It was the scream that caught his attention, the sound of pure terror. A woman’s ultimate terror — he’d heard it many a time throughout his hardened life. For a quick moment, Marek’s eyes shifted in search of the treeline instead of the soldier he battled. The swing of an Engel sword narrowly missed his shoulder and sent him staggering backward on his heels. Marek barely escaped the bone-crushing blow. The soldier advanced on horseback, whereas Marek battled on foot. Regaining his stance, he blocked the Engel’s next blow with only seconds to spare. He couldn’t focus — he worried for her safety. Damn woman. He was going to get himself killed.
Marek was torn between the two battles. Did he attempt to fight the man he engaged, praying Brynn could fend off her attacker until he could reach her, or did he make a run for her, hoping to surpass his own battle? Given another few minutes, Marek would slay his opponent. Another scream sent him reeling. The Engel held a blade high above her.
Damn, she won’t be afforded another few minutes. He was out of time, and no risk was greater than that of her life. Narrowing his eyes, Marek charged his opponent and wrenched him to the ground. The soldier, caught off guard, slid from the saddle, dropping his weapon. With one swift jerk, Marek’s sword slid along the man’s throat, severing it. A wild fray of blood spurted at the sky as the body slumped to the ground. Marek spun on his heels to race across the field.
Losing his footing to the slick mud, he skidded to his knees, realizing he’d never make it to her side in time. The soldier would have the dagger in her chest before he could intercept. Marek fumbled for the protruding handle of the knife still wedged in his boot. Finding it, he pulled the blade from its sheath. With his heart racing and his hand oddly trembling, he whirled the knife into the back of the soldier’s skull.