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Author Spotlight – Abigail Sharpe

Today my guest is the brilliant, funny, one of my very best friends, my breast buddy, Abigail Sharp. She is my breast buddy because when I was recovering from Breast Cancer and had dropped out to hide from the medical community….there is only so much poking and prodding a person can stand… (anyway) Abigail dragged me to the doctor again to be sure I was still in remission and shared her wonderfully talented friend and cancer reconstruction surgeon with me who completely changed my life. BUT! That is a whole nother story.  Enjoy her interview

Abigail

Biography

Abigail is a Boston-bred Yankee now eating grits and saying “y’all” in North Central Florida. She dreamed more of being a stage actress or joining the CIA than being an author. While she still enjoys participating in community theater productions and singing karaoke, the secret-agent career was replaced by hours at her computer, writing stories of love and laughter and happily ever after.

Abigail lives with her husband, two kids, and one crazy princess puppy. She is part of a kitchen blog with friends – chickletsinthekitchen.com – and you can keep up with her on Goodreads or at her website – http://www.abigailsharpe.com

 

 

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1. Who is your favorite character in this book and why? 

My favorite character is the one I’m writing at the moment.  *laugh*  Of course I adore Ainsley and Riley in Who Wants to Marry a Cowboy, so I’m going to leave them out of the running and go with Quinn Donnelly.  He’s the brother of a secondary character who’s getting married (the secondary character, not Quinn) and he’s all blue-eyed, dark-haired Irish charm.  It doesn’t hurt that he’s the hero in the next story, Who Wants to Marry a Doctor?  And no, he’s not the doctor.

2. What inspires you for your stories?

Who Wants to Marry a Cowboy? was HEAVILY influenced by reality TV shows like The Bachelor.  Some men don’t want the attention of many women trying to lasso their hearts.  I thought, how funny would it be if the poor guy didn’t want to be there?  And cowboys are so hot and sexy that it made finding the hero so much easier

3. Tell us something no one else knows about you.

I used to suck my toes.

Not for any purpose, really.  Just the fact that I could do it was enough.

Though I did have a boyfriend who liked to suck my toes.  That was a little weird for me.  I don’t like anyone but me touching them. Pedicures are more of a cringe-fest than any kind of relaxing.

My husband, however, has found the perfect way of massaging my feet, so I’m okay when he touches them.

4. What genre classification would you put on your book and what would you consider the heat level of the romance?

Contemporary fun and flirty romance.  Boy meets girl, boy does something stupid and loses girl, boy redeems himself and gets the girl.  It takes place on earth, in the present time, and without vampires.

As for the heat level – well, there are naked bodies and I don’t close the door.  But it’s one man-one woman and no gadgets.  What does that make it?  Am I 25 Shades of Vanilla?

5.   When did you start writing and what kicked off your passion to be an author?

I’m not one of those “I always knew I wanted to be a writer” types.  I’m more of the “I read a really awful book and thought I could do better” type.  But let me tell you, now that I’ve written one, I have a lot more respect for the author who penned that book.  And I’ve also realized that just because I don’t like a book, it doesn’t mean the book is bad.  It means only that the book is not for me.

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“Charming and witty. Abigail Sharpe will delight you.”– New York Times bestselling author Christie Craig

“A rich and rustic tale of family, friendship, and love guaranteed to lasso your heart.” — Jessica Lemmon, author of TEMPTING THE BILLIONAIRE

In the bestselling tradition of Lori Wilde…

SOMETHING BORROWED, SOMEONE NEW . . . 

There’s nothing florist Ainsley Fairfax won’t do to help her sister get the love of her life-even if it means taking her place on a bachelorette weekend at a Wyoming ranch so Cecelia can sail off with the man of her dreams. Ainsley is determined to spend the time keeping her head down and her heart safely tucked away-until an encounter with the ranch’s hunky owner gets her heart-and steamy desires-to bloom . . .

Riley Pommer doesn’t want to be lassoed into any relationship. But with the family ranch in dire straits, Riley knows his sisters’ crazy plan to turn the ranch into the setting for a dating competition-and using Riley as the bait-is the only thing standing between them and foreclosure. But the rules of the game change the instant Riley lays eyes on the spirited Ainsley. Now, as others try to stampede over their love, can Riley prove to Ainsley that true love is a prize worth fighting for?

Writing is a Journey

Writing is a craft, an art, a career, an advocation.  Writing keeps me sane or rather, perhaps it channels my insantiny into socially acceptable norms.  I mean seriously …. voices in my head ….. The state mental hospital isn’t that far away my friends.

I always hope that 2010’s work in progress manuscript will be better than 2009, 2011 better than 2010, etc. I hope that I will be a stronger, tighter writer.  I wish to have a better grasp of voice, of deeper third point of view, get better at showing not telling.  As a somewhat organic writer I always hope to write less.  That is… to spend less time re-writing because of previous days and days of writing myself up a blind alley and finding myself in a plot corner from which there is no return. Delete, Delete, Delete. And lastly of course (for Abigail) I always hope to get better at knowing where to put those damn commas.

I feel the world changing.  I know this time is passing and soon there will be a revolution in my life that will change the face of everything I know.  Perhaps it makes me a little melancholy.  I’m MORE excited for the adventure. 

Writing is a lot of things to me but seldom a destination.  And while writing is so much a solitary occupation it is also rarely a journey one takes alone. Over the next few weeks I might highlight a few of those rare individuals who are brave enough to take this journey with me. So….keep reading…..

Lee Roland.  I brilliant author.  Her voice is clear and deep and a work of art. She broaches themes that sometimes unsettle me and always makes me think.  She presses me to be better than mediocre. Some will aspire to be a hollow reflection of her talent in days to come.  NAL recognized her talent this year and July, 2011 Viper Moon will hit shelves.  I hope she has a long line of success writing for them. She has paid her dues and endured the journey well. We all doubt ourselves at times. Lee didn’t let the negative voices stop her. I hope I can learn from her diligence and strength.

Charlie Allden was one of the first writers who could hear my voice. Maybe even before I could hear my voice. She is amazing. In critique while the rest of us are stumbling she zones in like a laser and knows precisely what to say that will be uplifting and most beneficial. I adore her work and can’t wait for her to get her call. She has given me excellent critique and I have cherished her wisdom. There are times when I know she saved me as a writer. She created a really cool blog for Science Fiction and futuristic readers. It encompass a variety of media, film, books, games. Great Great blog to read. I would love to see this blog, Smart girls SciFi go viral.

Abigail Sharpe is kind and witty. she is one Sharpe cookie *pun intended* She has a command of english that I would aspire to. This woman knows her mis-placed modifiers like they were kissin cousins and always, always, knows where to put those damn commas. Her voice has a delightful sense of humor that keeps me giggling as I read her work. All right, I will confess that sometimes I laugh out loud. Yep, she also will be getting the call one day very soon.

I tease her and say she is my Best Breast Buddy. Abigail heard my cancer story late one night during the 2009 Southern Lights writers conference. I may have been drinking wine and gave too candid a glimpse at the broken heroine inside me.

She was appalled that I had dropped out of follow-up after going into remission. She gave me her oncologist and her reconstruction surgeon. The imp followed up with me and I think if I had not made appointments on my own she would have made them for me and dragged me to them kicking and screaming. You have to have spent a year in cancer treatment to understand how I felt and why I ran from doctors after going into remission. It wasn’t the smart thing to do…no, not at all. Abigail as a cancer surviver knew what I was going through. She became my breast buddy that day. Love you girl. Now we discuss our surgeon’s long eye lashes and just how brilliant he is as the King of Tata’s. 2010 I completed Breast reconstruction surgery. I was gobstobbered at how much that outward change went toward helping me begin to heal some of the inward scars. But that is fodder for another blog, another day.

And then there is Jamie. Wickedly clever, intuitive, gifted, lyrical, Her voice contains lilting prose in almost every sentence. When you read her stories you are truly swept away to a different place and time. You want to cry when it is over for having taken the journey with her and that the time has ended to quickly. ((And NO JAMIE. I’m not blowing smoke your way just because you have my dream agent. pfffttt.))

Right now she is writing a blog that will give you a taste of her wonderful world. “I’m Trying to Do Something”