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Monday, February 14, 2011

Love Is A Rose - Kathleen O'Brien

I was sitting in my office, writing this blog, when His Highness came in carrying a vase of red roses. He’s pretty special that way. In all the years of our marriage, he’s never missed a holiday, birthday, anniversary, or any other chance to make me feel loved.

This time, though, he did something else…something that meant even more to me, because it showed that he truly understands me. One of the roses had broken off at the head, and he delivered that one to me, too. He brought it floating in a wine glass half filled with water. It’s just a plastic wineglass, the kind I use for critique celebrations and poolside parties. But it was charming in a quirky way, and I found it delightful.

It made me think…what exactly is love? Is it the big gestures, or the little ones? The sizzle, the security, the shoulder to cry on?

So I went to the big thinkers, and I found three definitions of love that I especially liked.

1) Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.  ~Robert Heinlein

2) Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.  ~Zora Neale Hurston

3) You know you're in love when you don't want to fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.  ~Dr. Seuss

But somehow, lovely and true as they are, those three quotes are a little too serious. His Highness is a rock, eternally sturdy and reliable in a crisis. But he’s also a kid at heart, an endless fountain of laughter, bike rides, practical jokes and terrible puns. So, in his honor, I decided also to include my three favorite silly quotes about love. Here are the first two:

1) Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.  ~Robert Heinlein


2) Love is the delightful interval between meeting a beautiful girl and discovering that she looks like a haddock.  ~John Barrymore

And before I show you my final, favorite quote about love, I want to say I hope you’ll share your favorite definitions of this magical feeling with me, too. Whether they were written by classic poets, or made up by you right here on this spot, I adore good quotes, and bore my friends with them all the time! Three random posters will win their choice of titles from my backlist.

Happy Valentine’s Day to all of you! Here’s a smile from the inimitable Lily Tomlin to end this blog…

3) If love is the answer, could you rephrase the question?

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Never Ending Stories - Christina Hollis


First of all, I'd like to thank everyone, reviewers and readers allike, who have said such nice things about my latest Harlequin Presents Extra release,  The Master of Bella Terra. We were snowed in for nearly three weeks, and getting so many lovely messages throughout those dark days over New Year and through January really cheered me up. Internet links with so many lovely people around the world really kept cabin fever at bay!

 This week I got the good news that another Christina Hollis book has been accepted by Harlequin Mills and Boon. The Weight Of The Crown will be published in the autumn, and it's  a bit different from the European-based romances I usually write. This book is set in the beautiful little desert country of Rosara, whose regent, Lysander, is drawn to the one woman in the world who fights his animal attraction - she's a challenge Lysander can't resist! Alyssa arrives to work as nanny to Lysander little nephew. Her staid, sensible fiance recently left her for another woman, so she's convinced she'll never  fall for a man with Lysander's playboy reputation in a million years. She won't give in, but Lysander won't give up - so something (or someone!) has to change.

I loved having the freedom to invent my own country for Lysander to rule, but I wouldn't want to live in a desert land like Rosara.  My heart will always be in England, despite the recession and some awful weather here over the last few years.  When it's grey outside and the newspapers are full of doom and gloom,  it's hard to remember that things will improve and the sun will come back one day. At times like that I bring in a few sprigs of winter honeysuckle and viburnum from the garden and settle down in front of the fire with a cup of tea, something sweet and a stack of romances. It's the perfect antidote to real life!

Saturday, February 12, 2011

A Royal Romance - Annie West

I don't know why, but there's something about a royal romance that holds a secret appeal for me. Not enough to follow the latest royal gossip in the magazines, but definitely enough to use as the basis for a story.

This months sees my book PROTECTED BY THE PRINCE on sale in North America. Readers elsewhere might already be familiar with it as 'Passion, Purity and the Prince'.

It came about because I had an urge to write a fairy tale romance. Take one handsome royal "Like Prince Charming's far more experienced and infinitely more dangerous older brother". Place him in a picturesque alpine kingdom with a castle straight from a fairy tale. Given him a troubled past that still shadows him, a strongly heroic nature plus a single-minded determination to pursue the woman he wants. Add one independent, clever heroine who buries herself in her work with old books rather than trust her heart again. Add a big question mark over who the rightful heir is to the kingdom. Spice with the fact that both prince and bookworm heroine are torn between an attraction that hits them out of the blue, their need to do the right thing and their own hearts. Stir in a royal ball, a makeover and a romantic sleigh ride and watch the temperature rise as love clashes with duty!

Seriously, I found writing this book a real treat. It was the emotional journey Tamsin and Alaric embark on that hooked me from the start and kept me enjoying the writing till I'd finished. But sprinkled in with that was the pleasure I got from those fairy tale elements of the royal world that we like to enjoy. My hero, Alaric, didn't particularly likey the restrictions of his royal duty at a formal ball but I loved the glamour of it.

Living in a castle? Sounds wonderful to me. Owning a treasury of royal gems? Having staff to do the housework? Well, I wouldn't say no. Perhaps it's shallow of me. I know money doesn't bring happiness, and this story is a case in point. It's not Alaric's royal status that brings my couple happiness, but their honesty and loyalty and above all, love. At the same time I confess I revelled in the chance to explore some of those elements of the royal life that most of us only dream about.

How about you? Would you like to experience a day in the life of a royal? What would you enjoy most?

To celebrate the release of PROTECTED BY THE PRINCE this month Annie will send a signed copy of her book to one person drawn at random from those who comment. Just leave a comment and keep your eye open for the winner (which may be posted a little late as Annie is away part of today).

To read an excerpt of PROTECTED BY THE PRINCE or find read some 'behind the scenes' information on it, visit Annie's website. To buy the book try Amazon or The Book Depository. Annie's thrilled about this release, especially the little tag on the cover that says she's a USA Today Bestselling Author!

Friday, February 11, 2011

My New Website! - Anna Campbell

by Anna Campbell

Hooray, hurrah and huzzah, it's time to unveil my brand-new website!


Check it out at: http://www.annacampbell.info/

I started working on this with my brilliant designer Paula Roe months ago. I hope you like the finished product of all our hard slog.

Coming up with the basic design took us forever. I wanted to convey a number of themes to visitors. I wanted the elegance of the Regency period which is when all my books are set. I wanted to tie in with the British settings. I also wanted a design that spoke volumes about the atmosphere of the books - sensual, dark, passionate, romantic, dramatic.

You can see why Paula and I spent weeks shooting designs back and forth, can't you? I adore what she came up with and I think it covers everything I asked for.

We both had input in the final look. During my last trip to the U.K., I'd become enamoured of Sir Henry Raeburn's beautiful Regency portraits. I think these gorgeous pictures of men and women from the first quarter of the 19th century perfectly convey the glamorous, dangerous Regency world.

As far as the British element went, I showed Paula some photos I'd taken in my travels and we both decided these shots would be perfect to complement the portraits. I love that pictures I took myself are now part of this website which reflects my work.

Here are two of my favorite shots to make an appearance in the new design. The white building covered in camellias is an old pin factory rebuilt as part of the garden architecture in beautiful Bodnant Gardens in Wales.

The second photo is of a mullioned window in the impossibly romantic Haddon Hall in Derbyshire. You might know this house as it was used as Thornfield in the recent BBC JANE EYRE adaptation with Toby Stephens as Mr. Rochester. It's one of my favorite houses in England and definitely worth a visit if you're ever in the vicinity.

I'd said to Paula I wanted a really rich color scheme and she came up trumps with the red and the black and the gold. I adore that curling satin ribbon that links everything together. Pure design genius! And again, every Regency!

We've kept popular pages from the original website so every month, I'll still be doing My Favorite Things and Latest News and regular contests. But I've also added a press page and a one-stop spot for videos and book trailers.

And extra excitement for February, I've put up the Books Page for my May release MIDNIGHT'S WILD PASSION.

Here's the blurb:

London’s most notorious seducer, Nicholas Challoner lives solely for revenge. The dashing, licentious Marquess of Ranelaw can never forgive Godfrey Demarest for ruining his sister—now the time has come to repay the villain in the same coin. But one formidably intriguing impediment stands in the way of Nicholas’s vengeance: Miss Antonia Smith, companion to his foe’s unsuspecting daughter.

Having herself been deceived and disgraced by a rogue—banished by her privileged family as a result and forced to live a lie—Antonia vows to protect her charge from the same cruel fate. She recognizes Ranelaw for the shameless blackguard he is, and will devote every ounce of her intelligence and resolve to thwarting him.

Yet Antonia has always had a fatal weakness for rakes…

You can read an excerpt here.

To launch my website, I'm running an extra special contest for February and March. And the question is majorly easy too.

So this was my big project for this year (aside from writing my latest book!). Have you completed or are you planning any big projects of your own lately?

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Ending it right-Kandy Shepherd


A guaranteed happy ending is one of the things I love about romance novels. No matter what misunderstandings or differences keep the hero and heroine rent asunder, we know they will end the book happily-ever-after in each other’s arms. We can sigh happily, maybe even wipe away a tear or two, and know that all is all right for that fictional couple. We might even wallow in an epilogue showing they are still happy a year or so in the future.

As writers, we concentrate on getting the opening lines of a novel just so—but we also work hard on making sure we write a satisfying ending. In a non-romance book this might mean a thought-provoking ending or even a cliff-hanger rather than a HEA.

To get that ending right is so important. Don't you hate it when a TV network sees a blip in the ratings or gets a budget cut and ends a series before they should? I remember how ann
oyed I was at the rushed, unsatisfactory ending to one of my favorite television series, Gilmore Girls. We got to know and love single mom Lorelai and her daughter Rory, their friends, family and lovers. The way things ended with both Rory and Logan and Lorelai and Luke were anti-climactic after all we’d invested as viewers in their relationships. We felt cheated.

Same with one of my favorite television series, the
British psychological thriller Wire in the Blood that centers around profiler Tony Hill. Not only did they write out the lead female role of Carol Jordan with just a sentence of implausible explanation but they abruptly ended the sixth series without any satisfactory resolution. Thank heaven the brilliant novels of Val McDermid (upon which the TV series was based) continue!

On-line fans were furious at the odd and abrupt ending of another of my favorites, the US version of Life on Mars (starring the gorgeous Jason O’Mara). The UK version finished off the original series in a far more satisfactory manner. (BTW it was a beautiful romance between time traveler Sam and 1970s cop Annie.)

Any books/movies/TV shows where you loved the ending or would have liked to end differently? Please leave a comment for a chance to win a signed trade paperback copy of my novel HOME IS WHERE THE BARK IS. Include your email address if you want to be in the draw.

Wednesday, February 09, 2011

Home - Helene Young

The word hums in my mind like a familiar hug. Once I’m on the highway heading out of Cairns, I feel the tension drain from my shoulders. Twenty minutes and I’ll be home. Bliss!

Maybe because of this strong homebody gene the settings for my stories are very important. I need to know the environment where my hero and heroine live. I need to see clearly where the action takes place and, once I do that, the landscape muscles in to become a character in its own right.


Wings of Fear (Border Watch in its first edition) and Shattered Sky are both set in North Queensland, Australia where I live. It’s a beautiful, exotic part of the world where things are a little different. We call one hundred millimeters (or four inches) of rain in an hour a summer shower and wave our umbrellas in flippant disdain. Humidity sits above ninety percent for a large portion of summer. We almost take for granted the stunning beauty of the Great Barrier Reef and the ancient life of the Daintree Rainforest. The wonderful rich reds of towering gingers, the bright orange of heliconias, and the dark green of the native trees provide dramatic color.

Every day when I fly, I look down on the gorgeous deep blue of the Coral Sea and marvel at the Great Dividing Range as it stretches its ridgelines down to the pristine sands of the coast.

We have some interesting wildlife - prehistoric crocodiles and agile kangaroos, curlews and stingrays, snakes and frogs. It’s all good material for a vibrant backdrop for Romantic Suspense.

Right now, sitting at my table typing this, I’m being bombarded with a dozen different birdsongs after this morning’s heavy rain. Sunbirds are washing themselves outside my window and there’s a slightly confused frog giving out its mating call (that should only happen after dark… perhaps he didn’t get lucky last night…)

Later, as the sun edges the hills behind in brilliant gold, the crickets will sing in a rolling wave of sound before the silence of the night settles down around us. I’ll curl up on my couch with my laptop and set about creating the perfect home for my new heroine, Kaitlyn, weaving some of what’s around me into her private sanctuary.

What do you love most about where you live? Is it your wonderful neighbors or perhaps it’s the frantic pace of a busy city apartment? I’d love to hear what you look forward to most when you come home at the end of the day.
As a young child Helene thought everyone read books and invented stories. Starting school and discovering this was not the case for most children was a bit of a shock. However, she did soon discovered that English was her favorite subject and Enid Blyton her favorite author.


While she’s moved on from the Five Find-Outers and Dog, but she hasn’t lost her love of suspense and intrigue. It was partly that passion for all things adventurous that saw her take to the air as a pilot in 1989. Twenty-two years later she’s now a senior Check and Training Captain with Australia’s largest regional airline.

Her second novel Shattered Sky was released in Australia on the 1st February 2011.

Tuesday, February 08, 2011

When Coping isn't an option - Donna Alward

I'm going to get a little serious on the blog today. I thought about whether I should or not. And then I thought perhaps this was more important than my personal pride. I am what I am. And I am because of my experiences, and one of those experiences led me to writing my current release, Proud Rancher, Precious Bundle.

The story is about a reticent rancher, Wyatt, who discovers a baby girl on his doorstep. He's hopeless with babies, and enlists the help of a neighbour, Ellison Marchuk, to help him care for baby Darcy while they find out who she is and why she's landed on his front porch, of all places. Elli and Wyatt both have their own issues to work through, but Darcy brings them together. That's what the story is really about.

But underneath it all is the reason WHY she was left with Wyatt, and so I touch on an issue really close to my heart: Post Partum Depression.

I had it. In a pretty big way after my second child was born. When she was two weeks old, I was at the point of not functioning and having 2 small children to look after. I was miserable, looked at my husband, and said, "I need help."

We called my doctor. Within hours I was admitted to hospital. It was perhaps the most frightening experience of my life. I had become a stranger to myself in the blink of an eye. It was like losing what made me me, and yet recognizing that it should be there just the same. And then I was told where I was being admitted to: the psych ward.

The ward is a pretty interesting place. When I walked in it was completely surreal. A few minutes later a man went streaking down the corridor screaming. I was terrified. I didn't belong there. My new baby girl was in pediatrics as a well baby so I could visit her, but in order to do so I had to sign in and out at the station - and be let in and out of the ward. Most of all I slept. And slept. For hours. The second night someone coded and died. I never left my room. I was too afraid, but it shook me to my boots.

In the ward, you are not allowed to eat alone in your room. You have to eat in the common room, which is an experience on its own. By the second day I was realizing that everyone there had one thing in common - for whatever reason, they simply couldn't cope anymore. They were real people, like me. Who were sick. And honestly - I realized very early on that I was not in that bad of shape. It was very reassuring.

By the second full day I was spending time in Peds, rocking my baby girl and feeding her. While I was there, a very dear friend actually braved what I call "The Ward" and left me flowers. When I returned to my room and saw them there, I cried.

The next day my husband was allowed to "sign me out" for four hours, during which time I got to go home and have supper with him and my toddler.  After three full days I was released, with weekly appointments set up with a psychiatrist. After you've been admitted as a psychiatric patient, that is the protocol. That doctor also got me in contact with a support group. I learned strategies for dealing with anxiety - strategies I still use today. Some are as simple as learning to take down time. Go for a walk in the sun - a natural mood booster. Take a half hour to do something you enjoy - read. I treated those things as seriously as any prescription. Six months later I was handed off to my family physician. For another year plus, I dealt with sporadic anxiety attacks and insomnia. For the most part, it was over. But now and then I would get a reminder. I learned to listen to myself.

I know I'm not alone, and while this wasn't something I wanted to dominate the book, I knew that it was a very plausible reason why Barbara would leave her baby with the only person she could trust. And I knew that I wanted to say one thing about PPD: it's not hopeless. It does get better, and there is no shame in asking for help. Asking for help is the bravest thing you can do. And I'm better for having gone through it.

Best wishes,

Donna

http://www.donnaalward.com/

Monday, February 07, 2011

Stuck in a Book -- Susanna Carr

Over the weekend a teenage girl asked me, "Which book would you want to get stuck in?" In other words, if I could be part of any fictional story, what would be my choice?

That gave me some pause because I haven't really viewed a story or a series in that manner. First, I would be stuck, and who would ever want to wish themselves in that situation? Second, I would have no control over the events because I would be a character, not the author. And third, I would enter the world as myself, not the heroine of the story. (Unless I staged a coup, which I totally would.)

I think my choice would boil down to which is more important to me, the cast of characters or the world-building. For example, if I wanted to get stuck in Pride & Prejudice, stage a coup and get Darcy for myself, I would still have to deal with the likes of Mrs. Bennett and Lady Catherine de Bourgh. And if I had to deal with them for any length of time, I might be tempted to poison their tea. Considering how ill-suited I am for the Regency period, I would be the one who needed to approach tea time with caution.

If I made my choice through world-building, I would probably consider something like a Harry Potter book. Those stories are heavily populated so I could always meet someone new, and the rules of magic would keep me occupied. But, knowing my luck, I would probably be a Muggle. Everyone would have a special power but me. Or worse--I would be the character who dies horribly in order to show the gravity of the situation.

Basically, I would be the victim of a suspicious death in either scenario. I'd like to think that this isn't a commentary on my personality, but rather an indication that being a secondary character is hazardous to one's health. Until I find a book that offers me a pain-free yet adventurous life, I'm not going to make a choice.

Oh, and the teenage girl's choice? Vampire Diaries. Because she has a crush of Stefan. Clearly she hasn't thought this through.

Which book would you want to be stuck in?

Sunday, February 06, 2011

Reviving Memories - Kate Walker

February has never been one of my favourite months. It's dark and damp and  - well, frankly, pretty dreary. Christmas is well behind you, the celebrations - and resolutions  - of New Year  are something of a hazy memory. And there are weeks and weeks  before Easter or anything  like that on the horizon.

But this year, February has been doing pretty well for itself. First of all, there's the fact that after the terrible snow we had through December and the danger and disappointments in trying to travel  about in it - friends had to cancel visits - we couldn't make it to visit family - even the tiny brightening of the weather, with the darkness of night  no longer descending  well before teatime,  is really welcome.

And then there are books -  for my ,money, books will always brighten a day or more! One of the very best things about being a writer is the publication of a band new title, one that has never been on the shelves before. I've got one of those coming up - The Proud Wife is my next Harlequin Presents release -  but that's not actually the one that's brightening my February.  No, the books that have been making me smile have been turning up like old memories, old friends, and I've been so happy to see them. 

For a start, there's the  special 3 in 1 Collection Mediterranean Tycoons  that  was published on February 1st.   Here's a book of mine that first came out in  2007 - The Greek Tycoon's Unwilling Wife  rereleased in a brand-new form, and in great company too - there are books by Michelle Reid and Sarah Morgan in this volume too.

Then I've been receiving bundles of foreign language books - all of these are reprints, some old, some new - and the fun is in finding out just which book of mine has been translated, reprinted and rereleased in this new format.
For a start there's  the book that was shgort-listed for  Romantic Times Best Presents Extra Award for 2010 - The Konstantos Marriage Demand - only it doesn't say that on the cover  - either of them - of the two translations - no, three - one is Dutch, one Japanese and one Korean. (For two of them,  the Japanese and the Korean,  I had to look inside to see the original English title to know just which book I had in my hand.). There's  a Lithuanian edition of The Antonakos Marriage too.    The Antonakos Marriage first appeared in 2005, so we're going even further back.   But not quitre as far down memory lane as the German translation I've been sent - that one is  Her Secret Bridegroom which was first published back in  2001! That's ten years ago.

That had to be the oldest title currently being reprinted, I thought,  but no - there was one more book in the box. Another one from Japan. And this time it was a reprint of The Unexpected Child  which was first published in 1997!  That means that it's 14 years since I wrote this  book - no - 15, because of course I wrote it some time before it  was actually published.  And still it keeps coming back, being reprinted,  hopefully being enjoyed by a brand new set of readers.

And that started me thinking about the books I have coming out this year - starting with The Proud Wife  - and another coming in September.  And  of course the one I'm writing now.  Will they still be being reprinted, still reappearing on my desk in different editions, different translations in - eeek - in  2025!   I wonder what sort of a life I'll be living then - and what sort of a world those books will be published in. Wll there only be ebook readers then? Or will the traditional paper and print volumes still exist?   And as the book I'm writing now will be my 60th title in 25 years - so how many books will I have produced 15 years from now?

One thing I think is that when that 2025 rolls around, I hope I'm still enjoying  reading and writing romances as much as I do now - and I wonder if I'll remember writing this post then!

As I know that  the 3 in 1 volume Mediterranean Tycoons isn't available outside the UK (though you can get yourself a copy  from The Book Depository if you can't live without it)  I thought I'd run a small giveaway this month  - so  I'm offering a copy of Mediterranean Tycoons to someone who posts a comment today.  Tell me what book from the past you'd love to get your hands on again - a romance   or any other novel. Post your comments  as usual and I'll get Sid the Cat on the job of picking a winner tomorrow.

Oh - and seeing as I was talking about the book that's coming out soon - The Proud Wife - that won't be available in Presents Extra until April - but if you'd like to be in with a chance of winning it, check out my blog or my web site Contest page where Anne McAllister, Liz Fielding and I are running  for the fourth time our annual Here Come the Grooms Contest with the chance to win 3 great romances , one from each author.

You can keep up to date with all my news and every new book I have  coming out over there too.

The winner of ther copy of Mediterranean Tycoons is pageturner  - please email me kate AT Kate-walker.com   with your postal address.   Thanks!

Saturday, February 05, 2011

Eating My Own Words...by Shannon McKelden


I admit to being pretty rigid in my thinking about writing and books over the years. For one thing, I knew I only wanted to be published in print, because, being a devote lover of books, I could never imagine reading digital books. There’s something about the feel of the paper in my hands, the smell of the ink tickling my nose. That’s what it takes to be a real book.

Plus, I admit it, I felt that digital books (at least those not simultaneously in print) must be...less well written. After all, if a big New York publisher hadn’t wanted to buy them, that had to be the reason, right? (Don’t shoot me for my stupidity! Just keep reading.)

In late 2009, when Harlequin announced their new digital-first imprint, Carina Press, I didn’t give it much thought. But I have a healthy respect for Harlequin. The more I heard about Carina Press, the more I became intrigued. They would be able to publish books print publishers wouldn’t. They would take risks in genres that print publishers couldn’t.
Most of all, though, Harlequin had a reputation to uphold, so they wouldn’t publish subpar books. It kind of shook up my closely held prejudice about the “lack of quality” of e-books.

As I read about the plans for Carina, a thought began to form. Years ago, my favorite of all the books I’ve written, The Kiss Test, had been systematically rejected by every print publisher we submitted to. Because it was Chick Lit. With a strong romantic storyline, but Chick Lit nonetheless. And I was a little late to the game. Chick Lit was dying a slow death due to overpopulation, and I had missed out.

I’d mourned when I had to desert that book. I loved the main characters, Margo and Chris, like they were my best friends. Giving up on that book meant I’d never see them in print, never share their laughter and joy with readers. It was a loss. Of course, after that, I’d gone on to publish Venus Envy and Venus Guy Trap, but The Kiss Test remained holding a big chunk of my heart.

With the creation of Carina Press, I started to wonder if perhaps The Kiss Test still had a shot. They mentioned specifically that they would accept Chick Lit submissions.

But in order to find out, I had to change my thinking about what a real book was. If I submitted The Kiss Test and they purchased it and sold it as an e-book, would it be any less of a book to me than it would if it had been in print? I really wasn’t sure I could set aside my preconceived notions, but decided to give it a chance.

They bought it.

While I was thrilled to death that my favorite book would be read by actual readers, I still had to adjust my thinking. Which meant, gasp, actually reading some e-books. And, I felt it was important to get the whole experience...so I bought a Sony eReader.

Here’s where I humbly apologize to every e-published author out there for my unfounded prejudice. You’d think I know better, since I’m often critical of people putting down the romance genre when they’ve never cracked the spine of a romance novel in their lives. I’d never read an e-book so what right did I have to be judgmental?

First of all I discovered reading on an eReader wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. In fact, the ability to enlarge the font size when I read in dim light in bed at night, had my poor old eyes sending me a thank you note. It was easy to carry multiple books and, in fact, I could borrow books from the library with my particular reader.

Since Carina Press hadn’t started publication yet, I read books that I’d wanted to get in print in e-book form instead. They felt safe...because I knew they were edited and were of great quality. After all they were also in print.

About the same time Carina Press published their first books, I got my editorial letter for The Kiss Test. Let me just say, I was put through edits as rigorously with this e-book-to-be as I was with either of my two prior print books. And copy-edits. And galleys. There was no perceivable difference in the way this book was edited compared to the “real” books I’d already published.

Now that Carina Press books were available, I started to explore. These were the first books I’d purchased that were in e-book only form...you know, the ones I had predetermined couldn’t possibly be of as good a quality as regular books.

I was wrong. Oh, so wrong.

What I discovered was books that were creative and different -- historicals that took place during the French Revolution or within Native American communities, fun romantic comedies featuring families I wanted to belong to, urban fantasies I have no idea why weren’t in print but that I was so glad were now available for me to read. Every one of those e-book was a new joyful discovery!

Every one of those e-books was making me eat my prior words.

And when The Kiss Test came out last October, I downloaded a copy for my own eReader, just to remind myself that, yes, e-books are real books, too. Loved by readers just as much as print books. (In fact, I’ve received more praise in reviews for The Kiss Test than I ever received for either of my other books.)
I think this experience was just the beginning for me. Since then, I’ve realized I really need to be more open to new writing/publishing/reading experiences. There’s a whole world to explore out there that I might miss out on if I’m not.

Shannon McKelden is the author of three humorous women’s fiction novels, including her latest, The Kiss Test, a digital book from Carina Press. She lives in the Pacific Northwest with her family, where she writes and runs the website TheHappyWriter.com.

Thursday, February 03, 2011

Other Lives - Deirdre Martin

Writing is hard work. Really, really hard work. On days when I feel that writing is the equivalent of working on a chain gang, I daydream about doing something else for a living. My top escape fantasies are:

* Become a mailman. Woman. Person. Whatever the politically correct term is. The big attraction to this job is that I’d get to walk around all day, so I’d get really thin. Plus, I’d get to wear a uniform, so I wouldn’t have to worry about what to wear. This is of crucial importance to someone who once opened her front door wearing lemon colored harem pants and a Ringo Rocks! t shirt from 1975. On the negative side, I haven’t figured out yet how to handle the heat of summer. Note to self: see if mail people can do their job in the nude, as long as their mail satchels are strategically placed.

* Join the Merchant Marines. There’s no age limit to this profession, as long as you pass the physical. How hard could it be? I’m sure all you have to do is be able to climb a mast and properly wield a telescope. Plus I love to travel, I love the ocean, and sleeping in a mesh hammock is Number Four on my Bucket List.


* Work on a cruise ship. I’d be a really good entertainer: I can juggle, and I can also sing Bonnie Taylor’s “Total Eclipse of the Heart” perfectly. I could easily brush up on my kazoo skills as well. Seriously: who doesn’t love kazoo music? Have you ever heard “Memory” from the Cats done on a kazoo? Haunting. I’m not kidding.

* Visit elementary schools as a Mary Todd Lincoln impersonator. This one is actually the most viable: I’m plump, I’m moody, and I have a very tall husband with a beard who puts up with me. I’ve been trying to talk him into playing Abe to my Mary, but so far it’s a no go.


Alternate: visit nursery schools as Dora the Explorer. She’s little, plus we have the same haircut right now.


* Get a job as Bono’s personal secretary. I know, I know, I know: he’s the size of Rumpelstilskin and he never shuts up about aid to Africa. But I’ve had a mad crush on the man since 1981, when U2 released their first CD, Boy. Think about what a cool job it would be to be his PA: “Could you please call Edge and ask if he got his check for three hundred million dollars from the last tour? Because I haven’t yet. Also, you know that luncheon I’m having tomorrow at the Plaza to raise money for impoverished romance writers? Find out if Obama has any food allergies. And when you make the seating chart, make sure to put Tom Clancy next to me. I hear he’s very generous, and I’m sure I can talk him into making a huge donation for these poor, struggling souls.”


Of course, if I ditched my profession, I wouldn’t have been able to write books like ICEBREAKER, the latest in my New York Blades series.

Here’s the back cover blurb:

They may play the game differently, but they’re after the same goal.

Good thing high-powered attorney Sinead O’ Brien has a rule about never dating clients. Because Adam Perry, the newest star of the New York Blades—and her newest client—has her headed for the penalty box. If only she could prove he’s just another jock…

Adam’s been charged with assault after a borderline hit on another star player, but off the ice he’s a private, no-nonsense guy who knows the Blades are his last shot at Stanley Cup glory. Assembling her case, Sinead tries not to get distracted by Adam’s dazzling good looks or strong work ethic, but she quickly discovers that there’s a wounded man under that jersey, and she’s starting to fall for him—hard.

Now Adam’s having trouble focusing on the goal with Sinead in his sights. And Sinead is tempted to break her ‘no dating clients’ rule. Can they play on their newfound feelings without penalties?

Intrigued? Check it out: ICEBREAKER hit the shelves yesterday. Now where did I put those harem pants….

To find out more about my New York Blades series as well as The Wild Hart Saga, check out my website at www.deirdremartin.com.

Wednesday, February 02, 2011

Wind, Rain, Fire and Locusts - Fiona Lowe



Australia is currently struggling with weather. A large chunk of Australia has been very wet and flooded this Janurary just past. The West has sizzled in heat with bushfires. locusts have plagued farmers and right now, parts of Queensland are bracing themselves for Cyclone Yasi. Where we are in southern Victoria we're been incredibly fortunate just to have rain and although the river flooded, we were not badly affected.



We did however have an incredibly wet week in a tent by the beach. Camping is something best experienced under sunny skies. Everything is harder when it's wet...and we didn't just have drizzle but torrential rain that didn't eased for five days. The flip side was instead of surfing, rockpool rambling and canoeing we were reading and learning new card games and honing our skills on existing ones. Playing games around a table is one of the things I love about camping. We laugh, we argue, we negoitate and all those skills are really important for the kids to learn because they're skills they will need out in the big, wide world.

We also did quizzes. Every day, DS2 would read out the quiz from the paper and it's amazing how much stuff we know between the four of us. The Scrabble dictionary also got a beating. So although it wasn't the most active holiday or even one of the best holidays, we had fun, a good relax and realised we could rub along together without iPads, computers or TV. (everyone is allowed their iPod for music).

And on day seven the sun did come out and all was well with the world:-)

To celebrate my latest release of Single Dad's Triple Trouble I'm giving away a copy. To be in the drawer, just tell me about your most challenging vacation!


Fiona Lowe is an Australian author who writes for the Harlequin Mills and Boon Medical Romance line and single title contemporary romances for Carina Press. When she isn't drying out soggy tents, she tries to juggle a weekend husband, two sons, writing and an out-of-control garden. For more information on Fiona, visit her at http://www.fionalowe.com. She can also be found at Facebook and Twitter

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

Happy February! - Jasmine Haynes

I have to admit that I’m not very romantic. I write romance, but I’m not romantic, can you believe that! Gosh, I probably shouldn’t admit that! But my husband and I just don’t do anything for Valentines.

So how about all of you. Are you a romantic? Do you celebrate Valentines? Or am I alone in my bah-humbugdom? Leave a comment, and your email address so I can contact you, and I’ll enter you in a drawing for Unlaced. Now that’s a very pretty Valentines-looking book!

Don’t forget to stop by for more chances to win books on http://jasminehaynes.blogspot.com/. And be sure to check out my latest release, Mine Until Morning

Monday, January 31, 2011

Say What? - Lynn Raye Harris


Dear Reader:

As a relatively new Harlequin author, I've been so excited every time I realize one of my books has been translated into another language. It's almost like being published all over again -- though not quite. ;)

Even more exciting is when a reader from another country contacts me to say how much she enjoyed my book. I always wonder how the translation differs from what I wrote in English, but how can I ask that? I can't, of course; I have to be happy with the knowledge that someone enjoyed my book and hope it still says what I think it says. *g*

Another thing about translations that interests me are the variety of covers. Sometimes my cover is changed. Other times it remains the same. I never know why.



The cover above (left) is for The Prince's Royal Concubine, but it was actually Penny Jordan's cover first. In Brazil, Robyn Donald and I share the cover for our two royal themed stories. (I have to admit I coveted this cover when I first saw it with Penny's name on it!)

Here's the original North American cover (right). As you might imagine, this cover was not so popular in some countries. :)



India changed it altogether. So did Italy.



India preferred a man in uniform. I kind of liked that. :)







Italy went with the tropical island theme.








Japan has now entered the fray as well. Their idea is totally different than either of these two. I have no idea what it says, but I love it!





So, same book, five different covers thus far. And I'm pretty pleased with all of them! What do you think? Do you like one of these better than the others? I have to say that the Brazilian cover and my original cover most closely fit the image of the hero and heroine that I had in mind when I wrote.

All the best,
Lynn




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Lynn Raye Harris writes glamorous, sexy romance for Harlequin Presents and Mills & Boon Modern. Her latest UK release, Prince Voronov's Virgin, was the Mills & Boon Book of the Month for January. So far, this book has spent 5 weeks on the M&B bestseller list -- 3 of those weeks at #1! Lynn's next North American release is The Devil's Heart in April, followed by the NA release of Prince Voronov's Virgin, retitled Behind the Palace Walls, in June in Presents EXTRA.

You can learn more about Lynn and her books at http://www.lynnrayeharris.com/.

You can also follow Lynn on Twitter @LynnRayeHarris or visit her author page on Facebook, http://www.facebook.com/AuthorLynnRayeHarris

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Move Over Kristi Yamaguchi - Kristina McMorris

I lied.

There. I've said it. A confession, at last, in a public forum.

Then again, I suppose I shouldn't be too hard on myself. I was, after all, only nine years old, and knew very little about correspondence etiquette. All I knew was that my teacher's announcement of pen-pal signups sounded extremely exciting. My mind seized the idea that a young stranger from an adjacent state was destined to be my bestest friend ever.

We were both girls. We were both nine. We both lived in the Northwest. Clearly we were two peas in a pod.

The exchange of letters started out as pleasantly as I'd hoped. We shared generalities about our hobbies, our siblings, our schools. Everything was going just dandy until a dark revelation set in: Through words on paper, I could magically become anyone I wanted. I could be a gifted wonder of every activity under the sun.

So I did.

As the ink flowed across the pages, I transformed into a ballet-dancing, equestrian-riding, figure-skating, ribbon-winning swimmer. (Just for the record, I did actually win fifth place with the backstroke once.) Amazingly, these boastful fibs didn't accumulate over time. Oh, no. They were all dumped into a single letter, likely amid several other outlandish claims my mind has mercifully allowed me to block out—and yet, somehow my epistolary companion seemed to believe every bit of my stellar resume.

Now…with her living in another state, one might assume any notable repercussions would be easily avoided—but one would not be factoring in a road trip said pen pal and her mother took to my hometown. Where they wanted to meet in person. At an ice skating rink. Naturally, with all my rigorous training, she was eager to witness my fancy spins and triple toe loops.

My explanation, from what I recall, was something to the effect of: "Oh…well…I start those lessons next week." What's more vivid in my memory, of course, is the wave of utter embarrassment that swept through me, intensified by a knowing look in her mother's eyes.

On the upside, this humbling moment may very well have contributed to the premise of my debut novel, LETTERS FROM HOME. Want to know how? Then take a look at this:


Do you, too, have an interesting pen-pal incident to share? Have you ever been a sender or recipient of a less-than-truthful letter? Do you believe this doomed my chances for Olympic gold? To celebrate the release of LETTERS FROM HOME, I'm giving away a signed copy of the book to one randomly chosen commenter.

For unique 1940s recipes, book club features, and excerpts from my grandpa's letters, visit http://www.kristinamcmorris.com/

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Choosing Characters for a Novel - Helen Bianchin

For me, choosing characters for a new novel represents fun time.

It becomes a question of where to begin - An general outline of the plot works best for me.

Then it's a question of deciding on names for the two main characters, followed by a picture or art photo for vizualization.

Let's begin with the male lead - the hero in a romance novel needs to appear heroic, don't you think?

GQ is a great magazine from which to select a picture of a male model -Gabriel Aubry, anyone? The model in the Davidoff advertisement?

Actors - Daniel Day Lewis as he appeared in "The Last of the Mohicans"? Xavier Bardem in "Eat Pray Love"? Ryan Reynolds in "The Proposal"?


OK, names - somehow Bert doesn't conjure up the right image. Maybe Brad? If the hero is of foreign heritage, there are multiple choices in several languages - think

Rafael, Alexei, Nicolaos.

For the heroine - Do you want her to be demure, feisty, quietly determined? Emma, Ana, Mikayla, perhaps matched to the picture or art photo of a model or actress you feel will match the role you've chosen for her to play.

The difference between a writer's choice of names and the visual image the reader gains of the characters depicted in a novel intrigues me.

As a writer, my choices are my own. I love books. I'm an avid reader of several genres, and I like to gain a visual image of the writer's characters as I read, to the extent I'm so engaged with the story, the characters, the setting, that in my head I'm there, transported by the magic of the writer's skill with words.


Is this how it is for most readers? Is it important for you to identify visually with the characters in a novel?

And writers? The process differs from one to another.

It would be interesting to hear what both views ...

Helen
On an end-note, I'd like to wish everyone a Happy New Year, with good health, happiness and success.

Helen's next release, ALESSANDRO'S PRIZE is due for UK release in June 2011.  Visit http://www.harlequinpresents.com to learn more about Helen.

Friday, January 28, 2011

The Historical Romance Writer’s Virgin Hussy - Lisa Hendrix


How’s that for a title? Think Harlequin will buy it?

The Virgin Heroine and the Worldly Hero is one of the great tropes of romance, especially historical romance: a sexually experienced, slightly older man seduces a virtuous young woman and introduces her to the (to her) surprising pleasures of lovemaking.

But what if our virgin doesn’t need educating? What if she already knows a bit—quite a bit, actually, thank you very much—even though she’s still a virgin. Changes the dynamic a bit, doesn’t it?

There’s an assumption that prior to about 1960, girls were kept utterly in the dark about reproduction and sex. It’s a belief that comes out of the Victorian era, when women of the middle and upper classes were reportedly too embarrassed to name the body parts of chickens and covered piano legs with pantalets.

But in other times and places—most times and places, I’d dare say—children grew up knowing everything.

During the Middle Ages, all the unmarried women of a household slept in the chamber with their mistress. The intention was to keep them from being molested by the hordes of men who slept in the hall, but the reality of the situation meant they were all in the room when my lady’s husband came to her bed. The curtains may or may not have been drawn on the great bed, but everyone in the room surely knew what was going on. Besides, they’d all seen animals mating in field and barn, and they’d probably seen Will the Groom lift Margaret the Kitchen Maid’s skirts out behind the smithy. (Where else were they going to do it?)

Communal living continued to be the standard for all but the richest until well into the 18th century, but the exposure to the odd mating animal or swiving servant surely continued well after that. Even for the young, carefully guarded Regency miss who managed to avoid seeing anything untoward, however, there would have been plenty of opportunities to learn about sex. First, her mother or nurse would likely have explained things when she started menstruating—the same sort of birds and bees talk that most children got until recently, although filtered through bad science and euphemism. But a curious girl would have turned to a better and likely far more accurate source of information: the chambermaids, who, if they hadn’t done anything themselves, had surely seen the aforementioned Will and Margaret. A mildly resourceful young lady might also find the opportunity to experiment with kissing a family friend or even a handsome French tutor or groom. Perhaps a bit more than kissing. Perhaps, in some cases, a great deal more.

After all, even today, a great many young women manage to kiss and pet and still remain virgins. Some are pretty darn well educated before doing the final deed. Technical virgins, we call them. What makes us think our ancestors were any different or pushed the boundaries any less? (In fact, marriage and sex in Colonial America—you know, good old Puritanical Colonial America—were in such a similar state to today that:

“...in the mid to late 1700s, more than one girl in three was pregnant when she walked down the aisle. In parts of Britain, 50 percent of brides were great with child.” [Source http://www.history.org/foundation/journal/holiday07/court.cfm]

Oh. My. Great-great-great-great-great grandma wasn’t even a virgin hussy.

So yes, I believe in virgin hussies. I write them—Eleanor in Immortal Champion very much knows what she’s doing. But not as much as Marian in Immortal Outlaw did! I’ve also written a few naïve virgins, and I’m working right now on a non-virgin widow whose husband was actually a good lover (gasp), and my monkish Torvald is enjoying her company very much. I’m also thinking one of the guys deserves a non-virgin, non-widow heroine to challenge all his preconceptions of what he wants in a bride. And she’s going to be good in bed, too.

Tropes be damned. I write about real women.

Just out of curiosity—what romance tropes do you love and which ones would you like to see broken occasionally?

To celebrate Immortal Champion’s Top Pick from RT (and Eleanor’s status as virgin hussy), I’m giving one Tote Bags reader an official Immortal Brotherhood mug and the book of the winner’s choice from my backlist. Just comment below with your answer to my question.


IMMORTAL CHAMPION BLURB

He faces a future of cold uncertainty, until her warm embrace…

Part of a Viking crew of warriors cursed by an evil sorceress, Gunnar the Red must toil through eternity as half-man, half-beast, living out his days as a great bull, while his nights are spent in human form. And though he keeps mostly to the wilds, his heart yearns for the simple comforts of man—and the chance to redeem a tragic past…

Seeking refuge from a bitter winter in the welcoming hall of Richmond Castle, Gunnar rescues two maidens when a blaze erupts—and his destiny is forever altered. For one of the young women is Lady Eleanor de Neville, who is immediately entranced by her rescuer. Her kiss of gratitude—the brief touch of her lips against his cheek—awakens a longing in her soul. And even when she is betrothed to another, Eleanor never forgets her courageous knight.

When Gunnar rides back into Eleanor’s life, she is consumed by undeniable passion. And though his body surrenders to her every touch, Gunnar’s heart remains imprisoned by the curse—and only the magic of the truest love can save him…

For more about the Immortal Brotherhood, including excerpts, interactive maps of the locations, and freebies you can send for, please visit my website, Lisa Hendrix.com.