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Author Spotlight – Jennifer Wilck – Miriam’s Surrender

My Guest today is fellow Rebel Ink Press Author, Jennifer Wilck. She’s not your traditional aspiring author. She’s a multi-published talent to be reckoned with appealing to an under served market of readers.  Her stories are so well crafted and such enjoyable reads there is something for everyone.

Jennifer started telling herself stories as a little girl when she couldn’t fall asleep at night. As an adult, she started writing them down and after several years of writing, editing and querying publishers, she’s a multi-published author. Her favorite stories to write are those with smart, sassy, independent heroines; handsome, strong and slightly vulnerable heroes; and always end with happily ever after.

When she’s not writing, she loves spending time with her family and friends, reading, traveling and watching TV. She volunteers with her Temple and is also a freelance writer for magazines, newspapers and newsletters.

 

headshotI’d like to thank my fellow Rebel, Eden Glenn, for hosting me today.

Miriam’s Surrender is the second book in my series, Women of Valor. What makes this series unique is that while the books are contemporary romance, they all incorporate Jewish themes and holidays into their stories.

The first book, The Seduction of Esther, revolved around the holiday of Purim, which is a joyous holiday that takes place in the early spring. It celebrates the saving of the Jews of Persia and we dress up, eat and drink.

Miriam’s Surrender revolves around the holiday of Passover. Passover is another spring holiday, which usually takes place around Easter and celebrates the escape of the Hebrews from the Pharaoh in Egypt.

One of the major themes of Purim is hiding one’s identity. The heroine in the Purim story, Esther, pretends she’s not Jewish in order to catch the attention of the King, marry him, trap the villainous Haman and ultimately save the Jews. Talk about a great story! And hiding one’s identity provides a great conflict for a romance novel.

Passover’s major theme is freedom. The Hebrews escaped from slavery by crossing the Reed Sea with Moses. Freedom is another great theme for romance novels. While none of my characters have escaped slavery, my hero, Josh, has escape his past in order to move into the future and win Miriam’s love.

While not all of my books incorporate Jewish themes, I began writing this series to fill a need that I saw in romance. Most books are inherently Christian. The hero and heroine get married in a church. The holiday they celebrate together where they meet each other’s families is Christmas. Before the Thanksgiving meal, everyone says grace.

I love reading these books and the warmth conveyed spills over to me. I have no problem with books that incorporate religions other than my own. But I do think that diversity is important, and occasionally, I think it would be nice to see examples of other religions. That’s why I wrote this series.

I hope you enjoy it!

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Josh Lowenstein is a successful architect, hired to redesign the alumni club of a posh, private school in New York. He is strong, capable and knows the best way to do everything. Except let another woman in.

 Miriam Goldberg is the Assistant Director of Outreach, and is Josh’s day-to-day contact for the redesign. She’s taken care of everyone around her, and forgotten how to let someone else take care of her.

 With a tumultuous history, neither one is prepared to work together. As they get to know each other, the animosity disappears, but Josh is hiding something from Miriam and its discovery has the possibility of destroying their relationship. Only when they are both able to let the other in, and release some of the control they exert over everything, will they be able to see if their love can survive.

A Heart of Little Faith and Skin Deep were published by Whiskey Creek Press in 2011. The Seduction of Esther, the first in the Women of Valor series, was published in June 2013 by Rebel Ink Press. The next book in that series, Miriam’s Surrender, will be published September 10, 2014. All books can be purchased through Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

She can be reached at www.jenniferwilck.com or http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jennifer-Wilck/201342863240160. She tweets at @JWilck. Her blog (Fried Oreos) is www.jenniferwilck.blogspot.com and she contributes to Heroine With Hearts blog on Tuesdays http://www.heroineswithhearts.blogspot.com and Front Porch Saturdays at Sandra Sookoo’s Believing is Seeing blog http://sandrasookoo.wordpress.com.

Excerpt:

Josh sat in the cab and looked out the window. Lights and people and cars and buildings rushed by in a blur. His eyes glazed over and in their place Miriam appeared. Miriam touching his arm and reassuring him, Miriam smiling, Miriam’s hair shining, Miriam looking at him as he bent to kiss her.

Whatever made him do it? When they’d stood outside her apartment in the cold night air, her cheeks had turned pink from the cold. He smiled. She controlled so many of her outward reactions to things, but she couldn’t control that one.

From his height and angle, he’d watched the light from the street lamps shine on her hair, making it appear to glow. Their breath, a white fog, had intermingled as they stood facing each other.

Her lips were soft and plump. He’d spent the evening watching them mold words, stretch into a smile, surround her food as she chewed. He couldn’t help himself; he’d wanted to kiss her. It was the briefest wish. He’d made the slightest move toward her. But in the one too-brief second, he’d glimpsed much more. Her pupils had dilated, she’d raised her face to his and she’d parted her lips. He’d discovered Miriam’s desire.

And now he knew she wanted him, it would take all of his control not to give in to his own need.

 

 

 

 

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Author Spotlight – Melissa MacKinnon

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!!!!

44Author Bio:

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….

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by Melissa MacKinnon

Book Blurb:

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.***

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Excerpt:

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.

 

Author Spotlight – Titiana Ladley

I had the pleasure of meeting Titiana Ladley recently.

Bio: Titania Ladley is a nurse living in a cabin in the wilds of northern Wisconsin among the bears, badgers, foxes, eagles, deer, piles of snow and lakeside vacationers. She writes full-time for Ellora’s Cave Publishing with other works available from Samhain Publishing and Red Sage Publishing. Visit her website at http://www.TitaniaLadley.com

She’s an author doing very well for herself in the Amazon ratings. We sat down and talked about her newest book, “Kadee and the Tramp”. Take a look.

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

Kaydee. She’s a strong, takes-no-shit lesbian heroine with a weakness for women who are confused about their sexuality. On the one hand, she vows to steer clear of them, but on the other, she can’t resist the temptation or the challenge of teaching on-the-fence chicks the passion that can only be shared between two women.

2. What inspires you for your stories?

Needing to share a good story with readers is the best inspiration in the world. I get a lot of my ideas or seeds of plots while doing menial household chores, during those relaxing moments just before falling asleep or waking up, when I’m having coffee on my deck listening to the birds and the wind, or when I’m driving or shopping. I always have a pen and pad of paper nearby.

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

Oh crap. LOL! Well, let’s see… I’ve been to a nude resort several times. And yes, I got nekkid.  😀  I did discover it ain’t my thing after all, but one never knows until they try, eh?

EG:  LOL, That’s a good one. I knew a nudest once. I’m told it is very freeing. LOL

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

Contemporary Lesbian Erotic Romance.  Heat level is off the charts. *evil grin* It’s definitely a five-flamer…with five being tops. Panty-melting hot stuff here.

EG:  **Whoo Hoo Baby — Fan’s self.**

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

I started dabbling at around the age of 12 when I began reading romance novels, which is what kicked off my writing passion. But I didn’t get serious or start learning the process until about 9 years ago or so. My first Ellora’s Cave book released in 2004.

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Kaydee & the Tramp by Titania Ladley

Blurb:

  “Show me how a woman makes love to a woman.” Hearing that from any hetero female is normally a deal breaker. But when lesbian Kaydee Truman is propositioned with those words by her longtime secret crush—her best friend’s widowed stepmom—temptation takes a front seat to propriety. Savanah Kirtright exudes irresistible sex appeal, and her many past experiences lie solely with men. Savanah’s unexpected enthusiasm to learn how to please a woman proves to be more than Kaydee can resist.

Which turns out to be the worst mistake of her life. But how can such an agonizing slip-up feel so damn right? Neither Kaydee nor Savanah have the answer. All they know is, one sultry summer day by the lake leaves Kaydee and her new lover to make choices that will forever change their lives.

Book order:

Book 1 – Kaydee & the Tramp

Book 2 – Lipstick Leslee

Book 3 – Coming soon

 

Kaydee & the Tramp by Titania Ladley

Excerpt:

Melanie’s stepmom did have the hots for me. My pulse accelerated and rapped against my sternum.

“Yes,” I finally answered. “I must admit I’ve always been attracted to you.” I clenched the muscles in my aching pussy. Oh God, the possibilities here…

She smiled, her teeth sparkling like a row of huge white diamonds in her mouth. “I knew it.”

A gentle gust of wind blew her hair over her shoulder and across her chest. My gaze latched on to one breast where the strands had just settled. The nipple speared through the thick flaxen mass and I imagined the hard knot grazing back and forth over mine. My breasts engorged with heat and my cunt quickened with the need to taste her, to feel her skin gliding over mine, to fuck her with my fingers and my tongue and my strap-on dildo.

Jesus. Unbelievable. I felt like a teenager experiencing lesbianism for the first time. If I were male, I’d probably have just blown my premature wad all over myself.

“C’mon, it’s okay.” She tucked my hair behind my ear. Her gaze followed the move with tender care while my heart fluttered and I held in a gulp of air. I waited for her next words, which subsequently stopped my heart.

“Show me how a woman makes love to a woman. Please. Right here, right now. I’m wet just imagining it. I’ve been so horny waiting for you to get here. Christ, even with a hangover, I woke up at five this morning unable to get back to sleep, totally on fire. But I didn’t do anything about it. I wanted to wait. You know, let it simmer.”

I huffed out a breath. “Whoa, simmer? For a virgin lesbian, you sure do know how to get things cooking.”

She laughed, husky and sweet. Her grin faded. “Take my virginity, then. Show me how it feels, tastes, smells. I want to be completely tutored.”

Ah, here we go, the final temptation. Her brazen proposition coupled with the sound of her provocative voice reached down into my soul and snapped that last thread of resistance. My juices spilled out of my vagina and soaked through my panties and onto the crotch of my shorts. I fisted my fingers in the hair at the back of her head. Her simmering concept appealed to me, so I fielded the instinct to yank her mouth to mine. Instead, I moved in slowly, as stealthy as a panther.

Buy Link:

Ellora’s Cave – http://www.ellorascave.com/kaydee-the-tramp.html

Amazon – http://amzn.com/B0042JSSEK

Contact:  TitaniaLadley@yahoo.com or from her website at http://www.TitaniaLadley.com

Thank you, Eden, for the opportunity to share my books with you and your friends. I’m looking forward to keeping in touch with you!

Author Spotlight – Eliza Lentzski

I am thrilled to welcome Eliza Lentzski to Author Spotlight today. Her book Winter Jacket intrigues me as a wonderful character study between two women searching for ‘something’ in a world where they find each other and might be what they least expect and yet most need.  I’ll look forward to reading this one.

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

Can I say all of them?  No?  Okay.  It’s hard, as the author, not to have an affinity for every character you create; there’s a little bit of yourself in every one of them and that makes you like them all the more.  For the protagonists, I love Elle’s social awkwardness.  Despite her advanced education, she has a hard time completing sentences and I find that endearing.  I also really love Hunter’s quiet intensity.  She’s not going to be intimidated by anything life throws at her, and she’s especially not going to let herself be intimidated by Dr. Elle Graft.

But my favorite character in Winter Jacket is Elle’s best friend, Troian.   She gets the best lines of dialogue and is that comedic relief that keeps the characters from taking themselves too seriously.  She kept me as a writer from taking myself too seriously as well.  Troian is really the ultimate best friend.  She’s loyal to a fault, she always has Elle’s best interests in mind, but she’s not afraid to kick Elle in the head when she’s self-destructing.  She and Nikole are certainly the voice of reason in this book when Elle seems hell-bent on ruining everything.

2. What inspires you for your stories?

I find inspiration just about everywhere.  It’s in the weather and my Midwest environment – a particularly stubborn winter; a fresh, airy spring day.  It’s in the music I listen to that sets the mood for particular scenes.  Every couple I’ve ever written has a Go-to song or musical artist that, regardless of how stubborn my Writer’s Block may be, successfully chisels through that stagnancy.

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

That’s actually a hard question because I consider myself an open book.  Something that’s probably unexpected though is my obsession with spectator sports.  On a piece of paper I’m a writer and a historian with a PhD, so when people meet me for the first time they probably think I’m super cerebral.  But there’s few things I enjoy more than watching sports and yelling at the TV.

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

Winter Jacket is a lesbian romance novel more so than erotica.  I was very mindful about the “heat” level of Elle and Hunter’s relationship.  There’s playful banter and sexual tension throughout and I wanted the novel to be sexy, no doubt, but I didn’t want to travel into “lurid” territory at the risk of it turning into a tired student/teacher cliché.  I was very careful to create two characters who see and treat each other as equals, regardless of the age and/or experience gap.

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

I started writing fiction at a really young age; I benefited from fantastic elementary teachers who encouraged and nurtured my enthusiasm for books.  My 5th-grade teacher was particularly formative.  I vividly remember acting out scenes from A Wrinkle In Time in class and transforming our classroom with butcher-block paper into the subway in Slake’s Limbo and eating saltines with ketchupI wrote my first novel in the 5th grade, too.  Mutation in the Sea was the story of twin siblings who, like a Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys Super Mystery, solved marine-based mysteries that baffled even the police.

Reading was the foundation of my zeal for writing fiction.  From a very young age I fell in love with words.  Judy Blume taught me everything I needed to know about being a girl, The Babysitter’s-Club series taught me about true friendship, and Nancy Drew told me it was okay to be curious and to ask questions.

I grew up in a tiny Midwest town, so small we didn’t have stoplights.  I remember in the summer months riding my bike along the abandoned railroad tracks with my younger sister to the public library, each of us with an empty backpack strapped to our backs.  We’d go to the library at least once a week, fill our book bags up with novels, and ride our bikes back home to do nothing but read all summer long.  In fact, whenever I acted out as a child, my parents’ punishment was not allowing me to read.

If you could see the inside of my head, it’s just Words, Words, Words.  Story ideas and dialogue are continually running through my brain.  If I didn’t write and spill those words out on the page, I’d probably talk to myself a lot more than I already do.

 

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Winter Jacket blurb:

It all started with a broken classroom heater…
Graduate school prepares you for many things – the rigor of academic life, how to pull consecutive all-nighters, and living off a meager stipend without having to be roommates with cockroaches.  Elle Graft might have made it through six years of graduate school, but she’s not convinced she’ll survive her first position as an Assistant Professor.  Because for all she learned, graduate school never prepared her for dealing with a student crush.

Book excerpt:

Around nine o’clock, the party finally started to die down.  I was surprised that people had stayed for so long.  Normally students stayed for half an hour, ate the food and drank the free alcohol, and then left for some other pre-graduation party.  But for whatever reason, the crowds had lingered a little longer than usual tonight, well after the last celery stick and piece of cubed cheese had been consumed.

When my house emptied, I looked at the mess in the kitchen and sighed.  I tossed some serving spoons into the kitchen sink.  I might not have had to set up for the party, but the clean up was far more arduous.

Before I could start to give my kitchen a thorough cleaning, I noticed a light on down the hallway, coming from the direction of my study.  I couldn’t remember leaving a light on in the back half of my house.  I’d planned on keeping that part of my house closed off to students and had kept the lights off to avoid encouraging too much exploration.  Curious, I wandered down the hallway.  By this time, I’d abandoned my high heels, and in my stocking feet, I padded soundlessly against the wood floor.

I couldn’t have been more surprised by what I found – who I found – bent over my desk in my personal office, rifling through a stack of graded student papers.  Hunter.

I stood, unnoticed, in the doorway until I cleared my throat.

Hunter seemed to jump out of her skin at the sound.  She grabbed onto her shirt over the space where her heart resided. “You scared me!” she exclaimed.

My hand curled around the wooden threshold.  Normally I’d feel guilty for startling someone so badly, but she’d wandered off to my home office and was digging through other students’ papers like it was the most natural thing in the world.  I felt violated, like someone had read my diary.

Her grey-blue eyes were wider than I’d ever seen them. “I know this looks really bad.” The color had drained from her cheeks.  “But it’s not what it looks like.”

“What it looks like is you’re looking through the final papers for grades.” My tone was unexpectedly cold, but I was upset. I had opened my home to my students, but that didn’t mean they were free to explore and rifle through my things.  “But that couldn’t be it because you picked up your paper,” I said, thinking out loud.  “You already know what your grade is.  Unless you’re stealing papers to sell to some student essay mill.”

Her eyes bulged and she dropped the papers as if they’d burned her. “No!” she exclaimed.  “I wasn’t, I—.”

Her panicked exclamation was interrupted when my new cat Sylvia, who had yet to warm up to me, jumped up on my desk with a grunt.

“I hope you’ve had your tetanus shots,” I said, leaning against the doorjamb. “She hates everyone.”

Hunter stroked her hand down the center of Sylvia’s back and that damn little grey-fuzzed traitor actually arched her back. Hunter picked up the cat and sat down with her on my red couch.  Sylvia made a small half-circle with her body and kneaded her paws into Hunter’s thigh before settling down onto her lap.

“Are you the cat whisperer?” I asked, mouth surely agape. I’d never seen that devil-cat warm up to anyone. Hell, she barely tolerated me.  I likened her to a refugee, still acclimating to her new environment.

“I like cats,” she said simply.  She seemed to have recovered from the initial shock and looked entirely at ease sitting on my red couch with Sylvia curled up on her lap.  She scratched the cantankerous creature between the ears, and I swear I could see the cat’s eyes roll back in pleasure.

“So do you always just make yourself at home in your teachers’ offices?” The memory of her taking off her jacket in my campus office months ago came to mind.  Maybe she did.

Hunter looked suitably shamed, but she didn’t stand up.  I didn’t blame her; making sudden movements around my cat was generally a bad idea.

“I’m not normally this nosey. I was petting your cat out in the hallway and it wandered away. Then I heard some crashing noises later, so I followed the sounds to make sure the cat was okay.  When I came in here, your cat was on your desk, knocking things over.  I was just trying to pick up after her.”

Sylvia had proven herself to be a housekeeping nightmare.  She jumped on surfaces on which she didn’t belong and knocked things onto the floor to make more room for herself.  I’d already found a pair of reading glasses in the bathroom garbage and my favorite grading pens were often rolling around on the floor in the office.

“Don’t worry about Sylvia,” I said, waving a dismissive hand. “She can take care of herself.” I continued leaning against the doorjamb. I didn’t really know what to do with myself, but this felt safe.

“As long as she stays away from gas ovens,” Hunter grinned.

“My, my,” I murmured approvingly, standing up straight. That she knew of Sylvia’s namesake was a surprise, and I was impressed. “You’ve been holding back.”

Maybe it was because of the semester’s end and that grades were submitted, but I didn’t feel so restricted anymore around her. And maybe it was the comfortable way my pet and Hunter were curled up with each other, but I didn’t feel so upset and violated anymore.

“I haven’t actually read anything by Sylvia Plath,” Hunter said, suddenly a little shy. “I just really liked the movie about her life.” Her eyes, which I now noticed were almost the identical blue-grey as my cat’s, dropped demurely. If I had subconsciously picked out that bastard cat because it reminded me of Hunter, I was officially a lost cause.

“You haven’t read Plath?” I declared, sufficiently horrified. I immediately crossed the length of the room and walked to one of my bookcases. I thumbed over the bindings of several titles.  Everything was alphabetical by author, of course.  I pulled out the thin novel from its place between Parker and Plato. The Bell Jar was one of my favorite books. The copy I now held had been well-loved over the years. The binding was creased and worn, the top corner of the paperback cover rounded, and the inner pages were the rich goldenrod color of mass-produced pulp that’s sat too long in direct sunlight.

I stuck the book in Hunter’s direction, just within her reach.  She stopped giving attention to Sylvia long enough to take the book in both hands.  Her brow was furrowed in concentration, maddeningly adorable, as she read the back cover information.

The Bell Jar is a masterpiece,” I explained, geeking out. “I’m letting you borrow my copy.”

Hunter looked up, eyes large and blinking. “Really?”

I never let people borrow books.  I wasn’t a public library, after all. I also didn’t appreciate getting books back in worse condition than when I’d lent them. But I selfishly realized that if I let her borrow the book, I’d have a reason to see her again.  I didn’t have to give it a second thought. “Really.”

The tick-tock of the grandfather clock in my study filled the silence. “Did everyone leave?” she asked.  “Am I the only one left?”

I scratched at the back of my neck, once again aware of my awkwardness.  At least when I was gushing about literature I hadn’t remembered that we were alone. “Yeah.”

“I’m sorry,” Hunter genuinely apologized. “Not only does it look like I’ve been snooping, now I’ve overstayed my welcome.”

My instinct was to tell her she could stay as long as she wanted.  I smiled instead.

Hunter scratched between Sylvia’s ears again. “I’m sorry, sweetie,” she murmured, “but I’ve got to go.”

If I had been smoother, I would have found a way to convince her to stay longer. ‘Don’t go. It’ll break her kitty heart,’ I would say.   She’d admit she had no other plans that night and I’d suggest we take our conversation to the kitchen where I would brew a pot of late-night coffee. We could bring our filled cups to the front porch and we’d sit in the Adirondack chairs I’d recently purchased. I’d light a few candles—to keep the mosquitoes away, I’d explain—and I’d admire her profile, warmed by the glow of candlelight.

We’d start out with innocent remarks about the strange weather patterns.  It had recently gone from Winter to Spring overnight.  I’d hear about her plans for the summer and her relationship with her family. When the coffee ran out, she’d notice the late hour. She’d thank me for the coffee and conversation, and when she handed me her now-empty cup, our fingers would brush against each other’s.

But I wasn’t that smooth and I wasn’t a moral-free zone. Instead, I’d have to be satisfied with the prospect of seeing her again when she finished reading the book.  Maybe she’d be so impressed she’d ask me for other book recommendations. Maybe I’d see her periodically over the summer because of it.  And maybe this would turn into a regular thing, and we’d meet for coffee to discuss the current book we couldn’t put down. I wondered how she liked her coffee.

“Off you go,” Hunter coaxed Sylvia.  With a disgruntled noise, my cat stood from her lap. It made a big show of stretching before hopping to the floor.  I felt ridiculous for envying that ball of fur.

Hunter stood from my study couch, the very place I’d graded several of her papers, and she brushed at the front of her jeans.  Sylvia had a talent for getting her hair all over everything, and it was currently all over the front of her pants.

“Second-guessing making friends with my cat?” I posed teasingly.

She looked up and met my gaze.  Her eye contact was relentless. “I got a book out of the deal, didn’t I?”

This girl’s mood-swings were hard to keep up with. One minute she was bashful and unsure, and the next, staring me down with an unstated challenge and a charming smile. I wanted to know her better.  I needed to figure her out.

Author Bio:

Eliza Lentzski is the author of lesbian fiction, romance, and erotica novels including Second Chances, Date Night, Diary of a Human, Love, Lust, & Other Mistakes, and the forthcoming All That Is Gold (Fall 2013). Although a historian by day, Eliza is passionate about fiction.  She calls the Midwest her home along with her partner and their cat and turtle.

Contact info:

Readers can follow Eliza on Twitter (@ElizaLentzski) and on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/elizalentzski) for more information and exclusive sneak peeks of upcoming novels.

Buy link for original novels and short stories: https://www.facebook.com/ElizaLentzski/app_190322544333196

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Author Spotlight – K.D. Ferguson

Welcome KD Ferguson to the blog today. She has a very interesting young adult book out that is sneaking into my to be read pile. LOL.

Who is your favorite character in this book and why?

He makes a comeback and I really find myself rooting for him.  I think he shows maturity and his willingness to make his wrong-doing right.

 What inspires you for your stories?

This story specifically hits home with so many individuals.  It targets that first love that sticks with you.  I feel that so many have had that kind of love and can relate with the love and loss of someone that has played such a huge part in their lives.

Tell us something no one else knows about you.

I think I have an anti-hoarding disorder!  I LOVE to throw things out!  I get a rush after deleting text messages, emails, and watched DVR shows.

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

It’s classified as a young adult book. However, I feel that women ranging from 16-40 would enjoy this read.  It’s a futuristic romance and is middle of the road on the heat index.

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

I’ve written poetry most of my life, as I used it as an outlet.  I started writing this book about four and a half years ago.  I was inspired from some life events, and thought I could put a really great story on paper.

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Torn True Love

Everyone has a choice. Abide by the government’s rules and regulations and you may live the average life. Or you can become a Sweeper. Krissa Channing’s destination was clear until Braiden entered her life and clouded her future.

Krissa’s future, which once seemed so promising, is compromised when her relationship with Braiden is forced by the hands of the government. The pressure of an automatic pairing pushes them both down a path they never dreamed they’d travel.

While Krissa accepts the change, Braiden revolts against the government leaving Krissa alone, her heart torn. Should she follow the rules and regulations and continue down the road mapped out for her? Or should she go against everything she’s been taught and follow after her true love?

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I’d completely fallen for Braiden and while I still had my reservations about the future I wanted to move forward. I had a hard time believing he was going to choose to stay single. We had a great thing going thus far, I couldn’t imagine him throwing it away. Months ago I couldn’t imagine even talking to another boy except Chance. Now I gave him no thought. Except for when I had to put up with his interrogations during fitness class fifth period.

“Hey Babe,” Chance said as I walked out of the locker room, dressed for another exciting game of badminton. A while back I would’ve looked forward to this, spending forty minutes with him. But now, those forty minutes were torture.

“Hi Chance,” I said unenthusiastically. “Don’t call me babe,” I made my way to the basketball court that was set up into four badminton courts.

“Someone’s testy today.”

“No, I’m fine,” I said with attitude. “I just don’t like it when you say those kinds of things to me.”

“Why not? You used to like it,” he handed me a racquet, suggesting I play on his team.

I reluctantly took the racquet, contemplating if I really should put myself in this situation.

“Yeah, I liked it back when we were dating, but since we’re not anymore, you can drop the affectionate name-calling,” I took my place on the court.

“What if I don’t want to?” He kept on as our game started.

“What don’t you want to do?” I asked, stalling the game.

“Stop.”

I didn’t need more of an explanation. “You have to,” I told him. “I’m with Braiden now.” I said before serving.

He angrily hit the birdie back over the net. “What if I don’t like you guys together?”

“What are you talking about Chance, you’re the one who encouraged us to get together, and you’re the one who wanted this in the first place,” I said while moving quickly out of his way so he could get to the soaring white birdie.

“Well, what if I was wrong? Wrong about the two of you. Wrong about us. Why can’t we try again? You know, get back together. I miss you Krissa.”

“I’m sorry, what did you just say? I must have misunderstood you,” I was in shock.

“You h eard me right. I want you back Krissa.”

“I can’t believe you! I can’t do this.” My shock turned to rage. “You made a choice about us a long time ago, and I’m happy you did. I really like Braiden, I want to be with him.”

“So what? You don’t miss me? You don’t ever think about me?” He was smug.

He had no right to want me back. “Not really,” I answered.

“Yeah, right.”

I knew his ego would have a hard time accepting that. “No, really. I don’t think of you like that anymore.”

“Well you should. We belong together, Krissa.”

“You don’t even believe in pairing. We don’t stand a chance, we never did.”

“And you think you and Braiden do? Good luck with that.” He had a point.

I looked around the gym filled with students playing the game. I didn’t want to draw any attention to mine and Chance’s conversation, but I couldn’t help the tone of my voice. “We don’t belong together Chance. As a matter of fact, we never did,” I spat out in disgust. I could handle being friends with him, in fact I wanted to be friends, but not under these conditions. Class was over, as well as our conversation. I put my racket back and headed for the locker room, not looking back at the mess behind me.

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Author Spotlight – Jennifer Wilck

Today my guest for Author Spotlight is Jennifer Wilck.  My interview questions reveal a complex woman who has found expression through writing. Take a look and enjoy, my new friend and fellow Rebel Ink Press author,  Jennifer Wilck.

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Biography

When I was a little girl and couldn’t fall asleep, my mother would tell me to make up a story. Pretty soon, my head was filled with these stories and the characters that populated them. Each character had a specific personality, a list of likes and dislikes, and sometimes, even a specific accent or dialect. Even as an adult, I think about the characters and stories at night before I fall asleep, or in the car on my way to or from one of my daughters’ numerous activities (hey, anything that will drown out their music is a good thing).

One day, I started writing them down (it was either that or checking into the local mental hospital—the computer was way less scary). Since then, I’ve published two contemporary romances with Whiskey Creek Press. The Seduction of Esther is my first book with Rebel Ink Press, and I’m excited to be part of their team.

In the real world, I’m the mother of two amazing daughters and wife of one of the smartest men I know. I enjoy spending time with my family and friends, reading, traveling and watching TV. In between chauffeuring my daughters to after-school activities that require an Excel spreadsheet to be kept straight, I serve on our Temple Board and volunteer for way more things than I have time to do. I also write freelance articles for magazines, newspapers, and edit newsletters.

When all of that gets overwhelming, I retreat to my computer, where I write stories that let me escape from reality. In my made-up world, the heroines are always smart, sassy and independent. The heroes are handsome and strong with just a touch of vulnerability. If I don’t like a character, I can delete him or her; if something doesn’t work, I can rewrite it. It’s very satisfying to be in control of at least one part of my life.

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Samara Goldberg has a problem even the most beautiful singing voice can’t fix. She’s a walking disaster, especially when she’s around handsome men. To make matters worse, she’s in desperate need of someone to play the character of Mordecai for the Purim spiel she’s producing and the new congregant, Nathaniel Abramson, is a perfect fit. Nathaniel is a divorced dad who’s recovering from the biggest public scandal of his life. The last thing he needs is a relationship with the choir director at his new synagogue, who also happens to be playing the lead female role of Esther in the very play he’s been coerced into joining.

Woven around the Jewish holiday of Purim, The Seduction of Esther is a story of two people whose lives mirror the plot of the Purim story. Like Esther, who had to hide her Jewish identity from the King of Persia, Samara and Nathaniel are hiding key pieces of themselves. Evil Haman wanted to destroy the Jews, and the nasty Josh will do anything to keep Samara and Nathaniel apart. Will their love survive, like the Jewish people in Shushan, Persia, or will their fear keep them apart?

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

I love the heroine, Samara, in The Seduction of Esther. While I am many things, one thing I’m not is a klutz, and she is. It was so much fun to write about the escapades she gets herself into. Most of Samara’s klutziness comes out when she’s around men she’s attracted to, so I really enjoyed putting her into situations with the hero to see how she reacts, and then with another man who likes her but whose feelings are not reciprocated. Hopefully the reader will laugh as much as I did!

2. What inspires you for your stories?

I get my inspiration from many places. Sometimes from minor characters on TV, sometimes from people I see during the course of my day. Once I got inspiration from a billboard. Actually, The Seduction of Esther revolves around the Jewish holiday of Purim, so my friends at Temple are dying to see if anyone they know is in the book.

In all seriousness, for this story, I wanted to write a romance that had Jewish elements in it, much like so many of the romances have Christian elements—Christmas, wedding in a church, etc. So I took one of the holidays, Purim, and used it as the theme for the book. One of the main themes of Purim is hiding one’s identity, and the hero and heroine in The Seduction of Esther have things that they hide from others as well.

3 Tell us something no one else knows about you.

I think that’s a trick question, since there’s probably a reason on one knows certain things about me.

Yes, Jennifer, I’m sneaky like that — E.G. LOL

Most people know (or soon figure out) that I hate public speaking. However, what they don’t know is that I used to do it all the time when I was working as an editor of trade magazine. I spoke at conferences and seminars and led panel discussions about all sorts of techie topics. My problem with public speaking is doing it in front of people I know. I’m not sure if that says more about my friends  or about me, though.

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

The Seduction of Esther is a contemporary romance with a Jewish theme. As for heat level, I’d say moderate. There are sex scenes, but they’re not excessively graphic.

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

I’ve always loved writing and have been writing in one form or another for as long as I can remember. However, I started “officially” writing romance when my oldest daughter was about six years old. I was watching TV one night and an idea for a story popped into my head. I ran to my computer and began writing it down. Three books later and I haven’t stopped writing. I’m hoping for a lot more books to be published in the future.

I can be reached at www.jenniferwilck.com or http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jennifer-Wilck/201342863240160. I tweet at @JWilck. My blog (Fried Oreos) is www.jenniferwilck.wordpress.com and I contribute to Heroines With Hearts at www.heroineswithhearts.blogspot.com.

Jennifer I love the cover and the premise for the book sounds very interesting. Here is an excerpt that put this on my must read list. E.G.

Nathaniel logged out of Facebook and leaned back in his desk chair. It squeaked in protest. The application had suggested a number of potential “friends” for him and as usual, he’d ignored them. But this time, the names filled him with a twinge of unease. Both names had been from his old synagogue. Both people knew of his past. The past he’d do anything not to repeat. Which is why today’s time with Samara puzzled him.

He couldn’t deny his attraction to her. The past few weeks he’d tried to deny it and it hadn’t gotten him anywhere. Her appearance at the Met had surprised him, although he wasn’t sure why. He was bound to run into people he knew in the city—it was big, but crossing paths wasn’t unheard of or unexpected.

His heart beat faster as he remembered the warmth of her hand in his, the syncopation of their steps as they meandered through the galleries, the mutual looks they’d exchanged at a comment of Zoe’s. She was real, natural and warm. She made him feel things he didn’t want to feel, wasn’t ready to feel, but couldn’t deny. When they were together, electricity filled the air. His senses went on hyper-alert. The scent of her perfume filled his nostrils and he longed for more—and he didn’t even like perfume. His skin tingled at her nearness, every hair on his arm and neck stood on end and it was as if he could determine her exact position in the room in relation to himself like a compass. He could stare at her for hours, read every emotion on her expressive face, gaze into the endless pools of brown liquid as she looked back at him. He knew her emotions from the tone of her voice and her singing made him forget who and where he was. His mouth went dry at the thought of kissing her, tasting her skin. He shook his head to clear it. At this rate, he’d never get any sleep tonight. As he rose and went to bed, the only thing he could think of was Samara.

Find “The Seduction of Esther” and Jennifer’s other work at all fine e-book vendors.

Buy Links for The Seduction of Esther

Amazon:  http://www.amazon.com/The-Seduction-of-Esther-ebook/dp/B00D4J6A80/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1370452674&sr=8-3&keywords=jennifer+wilck

Barnes & Noble:  http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-seduction-of-esther-jennifer-wilck/1115470189?ean=2940016445038

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Author Spotlight – Andi Marquette

Andi Marquette is my guest today for Author Spotlight.  She is an amazingly talented woman and funny as a whip. She writes F/F romance fiction.  She is a fellow NaNoWriMo alumni.  One lucky commenter will receive an E-version of her book so tell us if you like F/F romance and want to be considered for a free copy of her book and with that I give you Andi Marquette.

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  1.   Who is your favorite character in this “From the Boots Up” and why? 

First, thank you so much, Eden, for having me along for a bit of a ride!

Okay. Characters in Boots.

I dig all of ’em.

All right, all right. How about Meg and Gina, the protagonists? I have always had a soft spot in my heart for those two. Meg grew up on the family ranch in Wyoming (which is a working/dude ranch). Ranching and animals are in her blood and soul, and that’s why she wants to go to vet school. She’s practical and hard-working, but like her dad (who you will meet in this novella) she has a wry sense of humor and a deep love of the land. I grew up in rural Colorado, and Meg taps into those roots of mine. Gina, on the other hand, is a reporter from Los Angeles who’s got to come out to the ranch and do a story on dude ranching as an industry. Like Meg, she’s driven about what she does, but she’s a little more laid back about some things and she has a great sense of humor, which Meg keeps up with pretty well and it creates a nice rapport between them. I like Gina’s humor, and I like how it shows when she flirts. She’s confident but kind, and adaptable.

Gina would be the person I’d call if I needed somebody to bail me out of a Tijuana jail. Meg’s who I would call to haul my car out of a ditch in a full-on blizzard. Or save me from a stampede.

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2. What inspires you for your stories?

Hell, everything and anything. I started writing my New Mexico-based mystery series when I was living in Nashville, Tennessee (I’m no longer there) and I was totally homesick for Albuquerque. I was born in Albuquerque, and ended up going back in the early 90s for grad school. I stayed for over twelve years then moved to Nashville (then back to Colorado). So homesickness started that series. I started writing my sci fi series one super cold winter that I spent on Colorado’s Western Slope. I think I was kind of tired of the piles of snow and frigid temps that went on for weeks. So I wrote the first novel in that series that winter, and it was set in a desert. Hot and dry. Heh. Funny, what your subconscious can do.

I also find inspiration in mundane things every day. An overheard comment at work. An interesting story on NPR. An article in Outside magazine. I make up stories all the time about strangers. I try to figure out who they are and what kinds of lives they live, and what kinds of characters they’d be in a movie or a book. And over the years, I’ve ended up in some pretty interesting places, where I’ve met some fascinating people. But you don’t have to travel to get stories. Every day, it’s possible to meet somebody who inspires something or see something that does. You just never know what’s going to happen in a day. I love that.

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

How about I tell you something that not many people know, as opposed to no one? Heh!

Let’s see…I’ve played piano (lessons for years as a child) and drums (taught myself). Not so much these days, and I’m super rusty, but I didn’t lose my taste for music even when I drifted away from playing instruments. I’m a music fanatic and have been since I was a kid. I’ve also been a radio DJ and I DJ’ed at a small club in Albuquerque for a bit.

 

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

F/F romance. I’d put the heat level at warm to hot. There’s sexual tension and flirting throughout and what I’d call explicit (though hopefully tasteful) sexuality. I’ve gotten great comments from readers since I released From the Boots Up and one of the more common is “smokin’!”

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

I’m one of those authors who’s just always been writing. I also read incessantly as a child (and haven’t stopped), so I’m sure that played a role in my wanting to craft stories, too. I did write a lot more nonfiction for a few years because of grad school, but the fiction thing has always been in my life. I think I wrote my first story in grade school. No, maybe before that. I wrote two atrociously bad novels when I was in high school, along with a slew of cringe-worthy angsty poetry in college. The poetry got a little better; I’ve had a few poems published here and there. In now-defunct publications, of course. Heh. I also wrote a couple more novels in college. I sent my first short stories out for consideration when I was working on my master’s degree in Denver. I was writing a lot of speculative fiction then, and I sent several stories for consideration to the late Marion Zimmer Bradley, who was doing the Sword and Sorceress series at the time. She sent me rejection letters with really great advice and encouragement. And she personally signed them. That’s a rare thing, and I think had I not gotten those letters, I may not have eventually come back to writing fiction. I still have them.

Anyway, I finally started really writing fiction in the mid-2000s after I came across some of the novels I’d written in college in my parents’ storage shed on a visit to Colorado (I was living in Nashville at the time). The manuscripts weren’t horrible. They weren’t that good, certainly, but the stories were actually kind of cool. So I thought, “Huh. Maybe I can turn some of this into something or jumpstart something else.” So I wrote two novels that summer. One prior to November and then I did NaNoWriMo and hammered out what became the first book in my New Mexico mystery series, which ended up winning a couple of awards after it was published. Then I just…kept writing. Maybe it’s a sickness. Oh, well. I’ve got it, and I don’t think there’s a cure. Guess I’ll just have to write more. Stay tuned…

And thanks again for having me along. Really appreciate it.

Here’re my deets.

For more information about my work, excerpts, freebie F/F romance short stories, and links to buy, come on down to my website: http://www.andimarquette.com

From the Boots Up is available on Kindle here: http://www.amazon.com/From-the-Boots-Up-ebook/dp/B00BRBZ3HG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1370045797&sr=8-1&keywords=andi+marquette

My other F/F romance novella, Some Kind of River, is also available on Kindle:

http://www.amazon.com/Some-Kind-of-River-ebook/dp/B006YHTV1M/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1370045797&sr=8-3&keywords=andi+marquette

And if you read F/F fiction, come on down to Women and Words, where I also blog. http://www.lesbianauthors.wordpress.com

Andi Marquette writes mysteries:
Land of Entrapment (2008)
State of Denial (2008)
The Ties that Bind (2009)
Day of the Dead (forthcoming 2013)
and sci fi:
Friends in High Places (2009)
A Matter of Blood (2011)
The Edge of Rebellion (2013)
and romance:
Some Kind of River (2012)
From the Boots Up (2013)

Author Spotlight with Robin Roseau

Today my author spotlight is with the very talented Robin Rouseau. Pass the link along and lets visit with her today.

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

Michaela, of course 🙂 I love her feisty attitude, and she is always surprising me.

I love characters who are strong but also flawed in some way. Real people have flaws. Michaela has her history and is “excitable” as she is described in a later book. Lara can be very heavy-handed and overly direct in how she treats Michaela. I didn’t think about them this way when I started writing; I let the characters decide who they are.

2. What inspires you for your stories?

I am fascinated by so many things. I don’t suffer from ADHD, but sometimes I feel like it, drawn from one interest to another.

One of the things that fascinates me is the power relationship between two people. In a relationship, power is rarely equal. One is stronger, smarter, earns more money, or just generally more dominant.

In the Fox stories, I wanted to explore that. I wanted to take two stubborn people and put them together. Lara is heavy-handed and direct, and Michaela is stubborn and feisty. That is how they started — in my head, I had a scene of Lara being exceedingly heavy-handed with Michaela. At the time, I didn’t even realize they were werewolf and were fox, and they certainly didn’t have names. I simply wanted to explore what would happen next.

I never wrote that scene, but I worked around it, and now we have the results.

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

Oh dear. That may be difficult. I am pretty open to the people who know me the best.

I grew up in the 60s, so our younger audience may not appreciate this. But growing up, I had a huge crush on Catwoman from television. I could be quite jealous of the attention she gave to Batman.

Oh wait, maybe I wasn’t supposed to share something quite so revealing about myself.

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

The Fox stories are dual listed in lesbian romance and paranormal romance.

I’m not sure about the “heat level”. I am turned on by setting and attitude far more than graphic love scenes. But there are a few of those, and they seem to be well-received.

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

I have been writing since I was very young. I remember writing my first story when I was seven years old. It wasn’t remotely original, but it got things moving.

I wrote more in high school and really ramped up in college, but none of it really went anywhere.

I’ve now been writing seriously for about fourteen years, but it is only recently I have begun publishing. I have a backlog of stories and novels to get out the door some day, but right now, I am focusing on new works. I haven’t published any of the backlog yet.

As for the passion — it’s not something that I can control. The stories get into my head, and then they scream at me to climb out. If I don’t write them down, they fill my thoughts for weeks; I go around and around with them. I am much happier when I surrender to the need and start typing.

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Michaela Redfur is a were fox living a quiet life in Bayfield, Wisconsin. She has a quiet job that gets her out of doors and avoids the werewolves as if her life depended on it. Which it does.

That all changes early one morning when Lara Burns, the Madison Wolves alpha, introduces herself, much to Michaela’s chagrin. Lara explains to Michaela that “we only want to talk”, but when a werewolf comes knocking on a tiny, delicate foxes’ front door, Michaela knows talking is the last thing in the wolfy mind.

This novel is 93,000 words and is the first in in The Madison Wolves Series.

Robin’s Bio

A writer by avocation, Robin has a renaissance interest in many areas. A bit of a gypsy, Robin has called a few places home and has traveled widely. A love of the outdoors, animals in general and experimenting with world cuisines, Robin and partner share their home with a menagerie of pets and guests, although sometimes it is difficult to discern who is whom.

Robin can be reached via email at robin.roseau@gmail.com or found on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/robin.roseau

Buy Links

Fox Run: http://www.amazon.com/Fox-Run-Madison-Wolves-ebook/dp/B00CK69NMI

Fox Play: http://www.amazon.com/Fox-Play-Madison-Wolves-ebook/dp/B00CKIJAD8

Stark’s Dell: http://www.amazon.com/Starks-Dell-ebook/dp/B00BZZG1G6

Cooking for Love: http://www.amazon.com/Cooking-for-Love-ebook/dp/B00CABG1OQ

Southern Night: http://www.amazon.com/Southern-Night-ebook/dp/B00CB2YLL4

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

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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?

Author Spotlight Jane Wakely

Welcome to Jane Wakely today for Author Spotlight. I’m delighted to have Jane here to talk about her most recent project and herself as an author. Those who read all the way through the post will have a reward (potential) at the end. 

Jane Wakely (Author Bio)

Jane has always been a writer. Even when she took a break from it for a few years, she couldn’t keep the stories from filling her head. As an avid romance reader, she finally decided her stories needed to be free, and she started writing again.

Reading and liking all genres of romance; it makes sense that she would write that way too. Her stories range from sweet to erotic, contemporary to paranormal, and a bunch in-between. She loves all romance genres, and all levels of spice.

Jane lives on the east coast of the United States with her loving husband, daughter and their Miniature Dachshund.

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

If I have to choose a favorite, then I choose Matt. The reason is because I sympathize with him the most. In this series, shifters are incredibly lonely until they meet “the one.” The potential to let despair take over their lives is sometimes overpowering for a shifter. Matt tries to stay positive, keeps looking and most important, keeps living, despite his loneliness.

2. What inspires you for your stories?

Usually other books inspire me! I try to create stories that my readers love to read—just like many authors have done for me!

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

Hmmm…well something very few people know is I’m afraid of large bodies of water. Swimming pools are fine, but oceans, lakes, etc…No thanks!

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

Jenn’s Wolf is a Paranormal/Shifter Romance with a heat level of 2/3!

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

A long time ago…I started writing! LOL I always wanted to be an author, but instead of pursuing my dream, I let it go for almost 20 years! Then one day I got tired of creating great stories in my head and decided to write them down again!

My new release:

Jenn's Wolf Cover

Title: Jenn’s Wolf

Blurb:

Jenn is used to being overlooked by men. She’s short, slim, shy and her past keeps her guarded against others—especially men. It also gets her labeled as having a “good personality.” When she sees Matt for the first time, she realizes he’s the first man she’s willing to take a chance on.

Matt is a wolf shifter worried that he’ll never find his mate. Without a mate, a shifter’s life is incredibly drawn-out and lonely. Willing to try anything, he agrees to a blind date with Jenn and is stunned to find out she’s the one.

A misunderstanding interrupts their first night together and leaves them both miserable. After determining she may have overreacted, Jenn apologizes and they agree to start over. When Matt tells her about his wolf, she has to decide whether to trust her heart or run from the only man she’s ever wanted.

Excerpt:

When Christina left, Jenn continued to ogle the tantalizing man. No one had stirred her like he did in a long time. The thought of a chance with him made her want to cancel tomorrow’s blind date and wear a sign that said she was available for a night of fun. Jenn had no idea what had come over her, she never approached guys or even made blatant plays for their attention.

Jenn knew that her short stature combined with her trim body that lacked curves and boobs was not appealing to men in the least. While she had a pretty face, she’d been told one too many times she had a great personality as well. Finding a man to be more than a friend was very difficult. Of course, she’d dated and had sex, but the men never stayed for long, always moving on to someone with more beauty, grace, style and curves.

She wanted to meet the man across the bar and the thought of approaching him crossed her mind. Normally she’d trash the idea immediately, but something about him made her feel braver than usual. If he separated himself from his friends and she acted quickly, maybe she could at least see him up close and say hello.

Jenn knew if she shared her plan, Christina would help her. Glancing to her friend, she noticed Christina was about to pass the group when the hot guy Jenn had her eye on turned, said something to Christina, then wrapped his arms around her friend and kissed her.

Deflated, Jenn watched the couple as their lips met and met again. It was more than a simple peck and though their arms and hands didn’t roam, she could tell when their tongues did. Jealousy overwhelmed her and she pushed it down as she looked away.

Buy:

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Find Jane:

Blog: www.janewakely.blogspot.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/JaneWakely

Twitter: www.twitter.com/JaneWakely

Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/JaneWakely

Thank you, Eden, for hosting me today!

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Good luck and thanks for visiting! 🙂