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Saturday, February 18, 2012

In the beginning


“Where do you get your ideas?”

This is the question I am asked most as a writer.  And I inevitably respond, “The ideas are the easy part.  It’s writing the whole book that’s hard.”

This statement is definitely the truth—at least for me.  But it doesn’t quite answer the question.  The direct answer is simple--and complicated. 

My ideas come from everywhere: newspaper stories, obituaries, observations about daily life, hobbies, travels and conversations—to name a few.  All these factors provide kindling for creating characters, situations and locales.  They set off that mysterious creative spark that all writers’ crave.

Most of the time when I begin a miniseries, such as my “School Ties” miniseries for Superromance, I have a theme in mind—in this case, college reunions.  Since I live in a university town, these annual alumni pilgrimages are common events to me.  But thinking about these common events start to spark questions in my writer’s brain.  Who comes back?  Why?  What do they expect?  Are these expectations always met?  And what about memories?  Are they true or false or somewhere in between?

These abstract questions are fascinating, but in a romance, they come to life only in the context of great characters.  As a reader and writer, I’m interested in empathizing with complex characters.  I want to learn how their interactions with other characters, in new situations and under pressure, help to mold and evolve their thinking and, most importantly for a romance, their feelings.  The happy ending is a must, but the beginning of the journey—the spark--is what draws me along the twisting and, hopefully, satisfying road.

What’s the most important thing for you when you pick up a book?  What are you looking for?  I’d love to hear from you.

Tracy Kelleher
www.tracykelleher.com

Friday, February 17, 2012

Donovan's Bed: How The West Was Written


One of the questions authors get all the time is, “How do you get your ideas?” Well, I’m about to tell you a story about exactly that. Now you need to know from the start that this sort of thing doesn’t happen often (though a lot more writers would be thrilled if it did), which is why it’s so special. Sometimes authors angst over what their next book is about, and I’ve done that plenty in my twenty years of writing. But this is the story of a different kind of book, a magic book. Because the idea just came to me—poof!—like magic.

It was 1999, and I had just sold my first book to Avon. My editor wanted me to tell her what my next book was going to be about. I was still giddy from the news that my ONCE A MISTRESS, was going to be published. The notion of writing a new book hadn’t even entered my mind yet. After all, it had taken six years to perfect the first one!

Needless to say, I wasn’t going to get six years to write the second one. In fact, they wanted a proposal pretty darned quick. So one rainy afternoon when my baby was down for a nap, I sat down to tackle an idea that had been tickling my mind. It wasn’t so much an idea as it was an image and a phrase.

The image: a buckboard wagon trundling through the middle of a western town, the sun gleaming off the polished wood of a giant, four-poster bed. And the phrase:

Everyone watched the bed come through town.

That is the first line of my book, DONOVAN’S BED. It’s a Western historical, it’s funny, and on that rainy afternoon, I sat down at my word processor and wrote the entire ten page synopsis for the book before the baby woke up, straight through. The characters seemed to come to life, and I felt as if I’d lived in the town of Burr forever.

You have to understand, that doesn’t happen very often for most writers. When a book comes to you so clearly and practically writes itself, it’s like a gift from the universe. That book ended up being nominated for a RITA, a prestigious award given by Romance Writers of America, and it’s still one of my favorites, fourteen books later.

So what’s it about? DONOVAN’S BED takes place in a small town called Burr in Wyoming Territory. The hero is named Jack Donovan, and he’s new to town. Donovan has a whole pile of money, a secret, and not a lot of social polish. He takes all that money and proceeds to build a ranch outside town. Our heroine is Sarah Calhoun, born and raised in Burr. She’s the newspaper editor—the entire staff, actually—and she’s trying to live down a scandal. These two meet, and sparks fly.

Donovan has this fantasy about marrying a traditional woman who will cook and clean and have his babies. This, in his mind, is not Sarah, who seems to care more about her newspaper than she would ever care for a man. But he’s really attracted to her and tells her so—with the caveat that while he really wants to take her to bed, she’s not the type of girl he would marry. He then proceeds to list all his requirements in a wife—similar to what a man would need in a horse because hey, not much difference, right? Being somewhat out of touch socially, he has no idea he’s just insulted Sarah.

Sarah, on the other hand, suspected all along that Jack Donovan has some kind of secret past. He’s managed to wiggle out of telling her about it up until now, but this latest remark of his has got her temper flaming. So she does what any passionate writer would do—she puts an article in the newspaper about Donovan’s search for a wife and where any interested ladies might find him.

Now at first Donovan is pleased. He figures this is going to make the wife hunting so much easier (I mentioned the lack of social polish, right?). But it’s not long before he’s a hunted man—literally hunted by young ladies and widows and spinsters and even some brothers with shotguns and their sister. But even though he now has a whole bunch of women to choose from, he still can’t forget Sarah.

I’m not going to spoil the rest of it, but there’s a whole lot more going on. There’s the terrible scandal Sarah was involved in years ago, which the town gossips won’t let her forget. There’s the escaped convict and the U.S. Marshal chasing him. There’s Sarah’s drop-dead gorgeous sister Susannah, who arrives at the most inopportune time. And there’s Donovan judging the pie contest at the Founders Day Festival, which gets a little…hot.

DONOVAN’S BED is available this month in digital format from Samhain’s Retro Romance line. And watch for the story of Sarah’s sister, Susannah, and the U.S. Marshal in THE LAWMAN’S SURRENDER, out in April.

For anyone who wants to spend the night in Donovan’s bed, just leave a comment to be put in a drawing for a free copy for one lucky winner!


Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Michelle Styles: Dealing with diets

Over the past month, I have started investigating what makes a successful diet and why don't diets work. Plus why do something like 85% of people who lose weight regain it plus within a year. Having spent ages losing 66 lbs and reaching a US size 2/4, I am determined to keep it there.

One of the big things is you have to learn to work with your own unique biochemistry. The digestion functions as a second brain and in fact is involved when you experience strong emotion. There are biological reasons why people emotionally eat.
Learning other self-care strategies for coping when you are dealing with strong emotion is vital. Stress raises your cortisol which causes your body to manufacture Neuropeptide Y which induces a carb craving, particularly food where fat and carbs combine (think bread, cake, potatoes with butter, pasta covered in sauce). So your sudden craving for cake can be a natural response to stressful situations. Other ways of defusing stress can include cardio exercise, meditation, reaching out to a friend etc. (This is far easier said than done. I am an emotional eater from way back!) But the worst thing possible is to feel guilty about binging afterwards. Any breakdown should be viewed as an opportunity for a breakthrough rather than a reason to end the positive steps you have been taking to control your nutrition and your weight.
After reading a lot of books, the biggest culprits in any weight gain/plateau situation are fat combined with carb food,(this includes foods made to be low fat as your body appears to react in the same way). Your body processes them differently. The two big problems from eating such foods are insulin sensitivity (which people might know about as it can lead to type 2 diabetes) and the lesser known and currently being heavily research Leptin Resistance. The question of low fat/high carb v low carb/high protein and fat depends on the individual's unique biochemistry.
Leptin is a hormone secreted by fat cells. It combines in some way with gherlin. And the combo often work together to cause a low level inflammation of the hypothalamus. If you have ever experienced plateauing when on a diet, you may have some sort of leptin resistance.
The most effective diet for getting rid of leptin resistance is limited carbs combined with eating mainly unprocessed foods (fresh vegetables, fruits and lean meat). Processed foods often are high in HFCS and refined/manufactured fructose (as opposed to fructose which naturally occurs in fruit) has been heavily implicated in Leptin Resistance.  The other important factor is having a 12 hour fasting period between supper at night and breakfast the next morning. It takes your body 8 hours to properly digest food and then four hours to run a detox of your cells etc. A friend of mine is currently at a conference where Leptin Resistance is being discussed and clinical trials have shown the 12 hour fast is a really useful tool in ultimately breaking that resistance. So if you eat dinner at 8 pm, you should not eat again until 8 am.
Anyway, I find it absolutely fascinating and hope those little tips can help someone.

In other news:
Last month, my editor phoned with the wonderful news that my latest Viking has been accepted (no scheduled publication date). And I just finished reading the proofs for His Unsuitable Viscountess which comes out in August in both the US and the UK markets. I am SO excited about this book after reading the proofs.

Also in June I shall be attending the Loveletter Magazine's first reader conference in Berlin and doing a couple of workshops. They will be having attendees from around Europe. It will be the first time that I've  been to Berlin so I am really looking forward to it.  I will report back on the conference in June.

Michelle Styles writes warm, witty and intimate historical romance. You can read more about her books on www.michellestyles.co.uk

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Valentine's...It's Not Just for Sweethearts!


February is a big month for love. For me, that love doesn’t just come in the form of Valentine’s Day and celebrating with my husband. There are so many kinds of love, and though I write romance, I try to honor love in all its forms in my books.

My new release this month is, Everything But a Mother. The Everything But... series started with a trilogy (Everything But a Groom, Everything But a Bride, Everything But a Wedding) in which a Hungarian grandmother, Nana Vancy, accidently cursed her family to bad weddings and spends three books breaking the curse. I’ll be honest, I didn’t know how she’d break the curse at the beginning...or even while I was writing the middle book. In fact, I reached the last book and started feeling a bit panicked because she needed to break the curse, but I had no clue how. In the end, Nana Vancy and her friends figured it out for me. Phew!

The curse was broken, and I thought the series was over. But it turned out readers really
loved my tiny Hungarian dynamo and wanted more of Nana Vancy and the Salo family. And so a new trilogy was born. Nana Vancy, and her two best friends, The Silver Bells, try their hand at matchmaking in Everything But a Christmas Eve. Love did find a way, but not without a bit of chaos. This second book of that trilogy, Everything But a Mother, opens on Valentine’s Day after the hero and heroine of EBA Christmas Eve’s wedding. The trio of older ladies are looking for two new victims...er, friends to match up. Add a nursing home a daycare center, a little girl who feels she’s been abandoned by her mother, a professor who’s trying to parent as best as he can and a daycare teacher who finds three older ladies trying to fix her up and chaos ensues...but so does love! (And I should mention adding in one small dog with a big name, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle who is based on my daughter's dog!) This book isn’t just a love story between Henry and Heather, it’s the story of the love of a family and the love of friends. Nana Vancy and her two friends have a friendship that’s been years in the making. I’ll confess, I have no worries about getting old...not if my friends make that journey to old age with me! That love of friends leads me to my next release...

But before we talk about the book, let me explain that I met Pam Hanson (who writes with her mother as Jennifer Drew) at my very first Romance Writers of America Conference. I knew her from online, and I was rooming next door to her at the conference. The night of the big RITA Award ceremony, I was in my room getting ready and singing Aida (the musical, not the opera...me singing the musical was bad enough, Heather Headley, I’m not!) and it turns out I was singing it loud enough that Pam heard me. In her room. Through the wall.

Sooooo embarrassing. She assured me that I sounded wonderful. Note to all you not so wonderful, but enthusiastic singers...you always sound better if people are listening through a wall.


Pam's one of my best friends. We’ve never lived in the same state, much less the same city, but I talk to her almost daily. A couple years after Aida-Through-the-Wall, Harlequin Duets asked me to write a book for their 100th Duet. They told me that the other author was...Pam and her mom (aka Jennifer Drew)! I had so much fun working on tying together the 100th anniversary themed stories and working with them (I've offered to steal Pam's mom, Barbara Andrews). And I’m thrilled that The 100-Year Itch is finally being released as an eBook this month. I’m also thrilled that after all these years, Pam is still one of my best friends. We’re talking about taking a girls’ trip next year. We went looking for a city somewhere between our homes and have settled on Chicago. Yes, the windy city better watch out when the two of us blow into town. It may never be the same. LOL Speaking of blowing into town... (another good segue!)

Finally, Harlequin is also rereleasing Confessions of a Party Crasher as an eBook. My heroine in this book had built a perfect life. She had everything planned. Everything was on track. Then her world turned upside down and she ended up back in Pittsburgh, PA...with her mother.

Yes, this is a romance, but there’s another kind of love in this book...the love of the heroine and her mother.

I grew up with brothers and mainly babysat boys. After one horrendous babysitting job (3 girls, an overflowing toilet, the cops coming about a complaint about the family dog and the whining...lots of whining) I gave up babysitting girls and stuck to babysitting boys. I understood boys. Girls...they mystified as much as they whined. Of course, I went on to have three girls and one boy, and while there was some whining I’ve discovered that girls are fantastic. My three daughters are not just my kids...they’re friends. They’re people I truly love spending time with. (Now for the sake of not playing favoritism, I will confess, I also love my son, and love spending time with him, too!) Anyway, Confessions of a Party Crasher, isn’t just a romance, it’s a story about that love between a mother and daughter. About knowing you can always count on your mom...to be there when you need her, and to drive you crazy in turn! But to always, always love you! I work to strike that balance of love, crazy and counting-on with my daughters (and son)!

Valentine’s Day...it’s not just for sweethearts. It’s for friends. It’s for crazy grandmothers. It’s for mothers. It's for kids. And it’s absolutely for romance novels!!

Wishing you all a Happy Valentine's Day!

Holly

Monday, February 13, 2012

Valentines Perfection

by Tawny Weber

It’s almost Valentine’s Day – just a few more hours until romance is given free reign for a day and chocolate is considered THE major food group of the hour. To me, there are three components to a perfect Valentine’s celebration...
The gift. These are some standards:
  • · Bling is great, of course. Sparkles make for great gifts that last for years.
  • · Flowers are wonderful. The wonderful scent, the velvety texture, gorgeous colors.
  • · Chocolate is always a winner. The richer, the better. Sees Nuts & Chews are my favorite.
The Date:
  • · A romantic dinner for two. Candlelight, soft music, delicious food, a delicious combination.
  • · Dancing. Slow and romantic or fast and sexy, it’s the best way to do the sexy thing in public.
  • · A quiet evening at home, cuddled up in front of a roaring fire. Add a fun movie on the screen, or reading aloud or singing sweet nothings to each other and its Valentine’s perfection.
And the last... Someone who makes you feel good! It doesn’t even have to be someone romantic – it could be a friend, your family or even a fantasy.
Like all holidays, we each have our favorites. For some, Valentine’s is at the bottom of their list. Like Danita Cruz, the heroine in SEX, LIES AND VALENTINES my Blaze that’s on the shelves this month.
For Danita, Valentine’s Day has never been more than a date on the calendar. Until this year, that is. She attends a Valentine’s wedding and gets more than she bargained for.
Danita took a deep breath and turned to face Gabriel.
“You look good, Blondie,” he said, his eyes eating her up like a dieter locked in a chocolate store. “I’m glad you’re here.”
“Hunter made me,” she muttered, not wanting Gabriel to think she’d crash his family’s celebration.
“I asked him to.”
“Why?”
“We have things to settle.” He looked around the hall, festooned with red hearts white roses, then hooked his arm around her waist. “Let’s step out on the balcony.”
Needing to know why he wanted her here, terrified to hope, Danita let him guide her onto the chilly flower-festooned stone balcony. But once there, she stepped away. She had trouble thinking when Gabriel touched her, and she had the feeling she was going to need all her available brain cells for this conversation.
“I like this,” he said immediately, running his fingers over the soft cotton of her blouse, a concoction of ruffles and lace that went perfectly with the sedate, ankle length skirt and old-fashioned kitten-toed boots. “You look sexy.”
For the second time, Danita looked down to make sure she was wearing what she thought she was. “Sexy? Yeah, right.”
“You do. I like this look. It makes me think of how wild you are in bed.”
She resisted the urge to look around and make sure they weren’t overheard.
“This is the real you, isn’t it?” he asked quietly as his fingers combed through her soft curls. “The person who cares about others, who wants them to be happy. The woman who risks her life for her job, then risk her job for someone she cares about.”
Danita swallowed hard, trying to untangle her voice from the fear wrapped around her throat.
“I never said I cared,” she finally managed to croak.
“Oh, babe, you care.”
Al she saw was his cocky smile before he leaned in and took her mouth in his. The kiss was sweet with promise, acceptance and something she was terrified to identify. Her heart said it was love. Her brain screamed at her not think crazy.
Needing to know, even if it hurt, she reluctantly pulled away from those delicious lips to stare at Gabriel.
“Why?” she asked.
“Why not?”
That cleared the fog from Danita’s brain. She gave him an impatient look, not about to be charmed into sidestepping this discussion.
“Because...” he trailed off, looking over her shoulder at the celebration of wedding bliss. “Because I have feelings for you.”
Danita’s heart pounded so loud she couldn’t hear the music any longer. Hope bloomed. Even though she knew it was crazy. Even though she had no idea how they could make it work, she wanted to try. Wanted to believe that they could have a chance.
What are your three favorite things about Valentine’s Day? Any special plans this year?
Tawny Weber has been writing sassy, sexy stories for Harlequin Blaze since her first book hit the shelves in 2007. When not obsessing over deadlines, she’s shopping for cute shoes, scrapbooking or hanging out on Facebook and Twitter. Come by and visit her on the web at www.tawnyweber.com
In December of 2011 Tawny launched her Undercover Ops series with SEX, LIES AND MISTLETOE. The second book in the series, SEX, LIES & MIDNIGHT is on shelves in January 2012, quickly followed in February by SEX, LIES & VALENTINES. You can read the first chapter of SEX, LIES AND VALENTINES on her website, too!

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Coming Full Circle


Thanks Lee for having me here today!

On New Year’s Eve, a friend and I were talking about horses and my intention this year to finally get back to competing in trail and endurance events. It’s one of the things I used to do, way back when, before I got published.

My road to publication was LONG. And looking back, I can shake my head at how clueless I was. Getting published was the big goal, the huge hurdle to get over, and then things would be smooth sailing. If only it were so!

The life of a published author is a roller-coaster ride. There are thrilling highs and heart-dropping lows. It comes with plenty of drama and tension, sweat and tears. There are long solitary hours at the computer, telling a story, loving that story, hating it, believing in it, doubting it, ultimately polishing it and letting it go. Followed by the agonizing wait for editor feedback and finally…reader feedback.

On top of that, there’s the pressure to produce more and do it faster, the inevitable comparisons to other authors who can do just that. The worry about whether books and series will find an audience and survive, or if failure will mean taking up a new pen name and reinventing yourself. And along the way there’s the very real danger of losing the joy, the reason for writing in the first place.

Inked Magic is my 40th published story. As I hold it in my hands (so totally thrilled not just to have it finally out, but in awe at just how lucky I am to have such a fabulous cover) I can’t help but be reflective about how far I’ve come since writing that very first erotic romance.

Binding Krista was the story that got my foot in the publishing doorway. After years and years of rejection, often of the form letter type, as I tried one non-romance genre after another, I wrote Binding Krista for myself, not intending to submit it. I didn’t care about word counts or the possibility of rejection, much less negative reviews. I didn’t worry about all the technical aspects of craft, didn’t even plot the story beforehand. I wrote for the pure love of the story. And when it was finished, I couldn’t help myself, I submitted it because I wanted to share it.

Since then I’ve improved and grown as a writer. I’ve added some cool tools to my writer’s craft box, experimented, including moving away from erotic romance to write a post-Apocalyptic urban fantasy romance series. The first book in it, Ghostland, is still very much a book of my heart.

There have been disappointments, missteps that turned writing into pure work, a mid-life crisis averted by an empowering jump from an airplane—because if I could do that, putting my trust in fate and a complete stranger, then keeping the faith when it came to my muse and believing in myself should be easy!

Inked Magic, also a ménage, is my first erotic romance to be published by Berkley. As I work on the sequel to it, breaking away at lunchtime to go ride, getting both myself and my horse ready to compete, I realize I’ve come full circle, only it’s better and different. Maybe T.S. Eliot said it best: “We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.”

Now for a little about Inked Magic, and then to the question and a chance to win! From the back cover…

Skin didn’t lie to her. It was her gift, sometimes her curse. To feel what others felt. To see the things held in their memories…

With the touch of her palms to the skin of a crime victim, San Francisco tattoo artist Etaín can see the faces of the guilty and draw them. Changeling elf but unaware of it, at odds with her police captain father and FBI brother, magic and gift have put her on the path of two compelling men.

Cathal Dunne, the son of an Irish mob boss, needs Etaín’s help finding the rapists who left his cousin for dead. Eamon, a powerful elf lord, is determined to make her his consort-wife.
Her gift once made permanence impossible when it came to a lover. Now as she approaches the transition to fully Elven, her survival depends on keeping two. One of the men is willing to share her. The other isn’t—until the search for a sexual predator turns deadly—and only by paying magic’s price will there be any future at all.

Drum roll here (preceding the question). What about you? Have you ever felt like you’ve come full circle, arriving where you started and knowing the place for the first time?

One lucky commenter will win a $25 gift card from either Amazon or B&N – winner’s choice. The winner will be announced next week!




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Saturday, February 11, 2012

Welcome Visitors!

by Anna Campbell

It's just before Valentine's Day which is the big annual day for romance writers. So just for something completely different and to give you all a break from being showered in hearts and roses, I thought I'd talk about some recent visitors to my place.

For many years, I lived in a tiny little flat in Sydney with a beautiful view of the neighbors' toilet windows (at least it wasn't distracting when I was trying to write!). Anyone who visited had to sleep on the floor in the lounge. Which was certainly fun in a pajama party kinda way but not exactly grown up.

These days I live in a proper house on Queensland's Sunshine Coast which is a very pretty part of the world. These days I love to get visitors. I put flowers in their room - check out the flowering gum blossoms I put in for my most recent guests. I put chocolates on their pillow. I clean the bathroom that is theirs alone (now that's luxury! LOL!).

But lately I've had some visitors with no interest at all in a posy on the dressing table. Unless I happen to scatter some bread crumbs in the bedroom - and as you know, that's grounds for divorce!

Aren't these black swans gorgeous? They've been hanging around all summer and it's been such a treat watching them.

Before this, we'd occasionally get a stray pair flying in but they'd never stay. So when a pair turned up a couple of months ago, I assumed they'd take off again like all the others. But they stayed. And then they found two more friends. And now most of the time, I have six swans on the lake at the bottom of my garden.

How cool is that? They really are the most beautiful creatures. They're deep, inky black with red beaks and legs and pure white undersides to their wings (check out the guy having a flutter in the right-hand corner of this photo).

Whenever I see them, it feels like a lovely unexpected gift that I've done nothing in particular to deserve. I hope they stay!

So let's leave this Valentine's Day madness behind and talk about unexpected joys. When was the last time something or someone happened to you and left you feeling like you'd been blessed?

Friday, February 10, 2012

That special first time


That very first time—why is it so special? Not the second time, or the third time, or the hundredth time. But that special, special first time. It’s new, it’s exciting, nothing will ever feel quite like it.  (I’m not just talking about first-time sex when, let’s be honest, the first time might not always be the most memorable time!)

However, there’s no getting away from the fact that first-time love is the standout. Who can fail to be moved by the beautiful lyrics of the Roberta Flack classic, “The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face”?  No matter who sings that song, it turns this romance writer to the mushiest of mush!

Apart from those momentous first love moments, there are a few “first-times”  that stand out in my memory.

FIRST TIME I met my husband is a given—I thought he was heart-stoppingly attractive, but also liked him so much I knew we would have been friends under whatever circumstances we met.

FIRST TIME I saw my baby’s face after all those months of pregnancy, imagining what she might look like.

FIRST TIME I traveled around England and visited the settings of so many books I had read.

FIRST TIME I saw kittens being born—I was only eight years old but I’ll never forget the awe that overwhelmed me.




FIRST TIME payment for my writing—a check for the first short story I had published at age twenty.

But the moment an author holds a copy of her first book—for the very first time—that’s a very special kind of first-time thrill.

My first book to be published in the US was my romantic comedy Love Is a Four-Legged Word. And when the advance copies arrived from Berkley, with that beautiful cover, I danced my husband around the room.

But before that, published in Australia by a small, independent publisher, was my very first novel entitled Mitchell’s Nanny.  It was a small, green book and when I got an advance copy in my hands, I couldn't stop looking at it, and turning the pages, and smelling it and hugging it—you get the picture!


Even years after, readers let me know how much they loved that story of a stressed out single mom who falls in love with her toddler’s new nanny—a hot hunk on a Harley who roars into her heart. When a copy went for a surprising sum at a charity auction at a romance reader's convention, I began to wonder if Joe and Allison's story might reach a wider, new audience.

First thing I did when I decided to indie publish it as an e-book, was to change the title from Mitchell's Nanny (an author often doesn’t have a choice of their book title) to Something About Joe. The second was to commission a lovely cover from the mega-talented designer Kim Killion at Hot Damn Designs . The third was to update some of the details in the book to make it sit happily in 2012.

Something About Joe has just gone live at Amazon and Smashwords, for the special price of $0.99c. Other e-retailers will follow.

And you know what? This second time of seeing my first-ever book baby in electronic format is quite a thrill!

What about you? Any memorable “first times” you'd like to share? I’d love to hear about them!

Leave a comment to win a free download of my new e-book Something About Joe. Be sure to include your email address.



 Kandy Shepherd writes fun, feel-good fiction. 

http://www.kandyshepherd.com


(Kitten photo courtesy of www.stockvault.net)

Thursday, February 09, 2012

What do you depend on?

I had a heck of a Tuesday. Not sure if I woke up with some sort of magnetic force-field but the day started with my computer crashing. Not just a hiccough but a full-on, mega, catastrophic fail. Corrupted everything. My first reaction was, 'I have a book due in a week!!!!!'  My second thought was, 'Thank goodness for Dropbox' and my third was, 'Crap, I have no clue about the password.' .

 I rushed the computer to the 'computer doctor' and then tried to ring my husband from the shop. My phone said, 'No SIM card.' Hello? My SIM card was in the phone. I rebooted the phone three times and then trudged home only to find the brand new home phone wasn't doing its job either!  So obviously I was supposed to be out of communication with the world, and with a deadline I am usually happy with that but I didn't even have my computer  :-(

I tried to find my husband's desk under the mountains of paper and turn on his computer. I was being thankful that we had a spare computer (Ahem or two) in the house until I discovered that my version of 'Word' and his version are not the same. Still,trying to be Pollyanna, I reasoned  I could read my manuscript and still write, even though it involved making copious notes to insert into my version later.

The computer shop marked me as urgent (sweet!) and 30 hours later I had my computer back except it isn't really back as nothing is on it. It is a shell of its former shelf and I see hours and hours of work trying to restore it all. Actually I see hours and hours of my husband's time, installing it all. Still, I have my data so YAY on that as it could have been so much worse.

Anyway, I am hoping next Tuesday, Valentine's Day  is going to be a better day for me. Maybe flowers or chocolates rather than failed technology? And to celebrate that thought and earnest hope, I'm having a little competition.

The last time I was really at sea with failed technology was when my washing machine died. We really do get attached to our machines!  What do you miss the most when it fails?




Fiona Lowe is an award-winning, multi-published author with Harlequin and Carina Press. Whether her books are set in outback Australia or in the mid-west of the USA, they feature small towns with big hearts, and warm, likeable characters that make you fall in love. When she's not writing stories, she's a weekend wife, mother of two 'ginger' teenage boys, guardian of 80 rose bushes and often found collapsed on the couch. A current RT Book Reviwers' Choice Award nominee, you  can find her at her website, facebookTwitter and Goodreads.

Boomerang Bride is available now from Carina Press,Amazon Kindle, Nook and all other online book stores. 
Her medical romances are available from The Book Depository and harlequin.com

Wednesday, February 08, 2012

Sadie Hawkins Day is coming! :: Anne McAllister

It’s Leap Year, in case you hadn’t noticed.

That means a couple of friends of mine actually get to celebrate their once-in-four-years birthdays on a ‘real’ day this year. 

SadieIt also means that Sadie Hawkins day is coming around again.

Sadie Hawkins Day?  Are you familiar with it?  Every self-respecting romance reader should be. It’s the day that the women get to take things into their own hands and grab the man of their choice – if they can catch him.

It all began – well, it probably all began in the dark reaches of history – but for our intents and purposes, it began on November 15, 1937 when American cartoonist Al Capp began to write a story arc in his comic strip, Lil Abner, about Sadie Hawkins, the daughter of Hekzabiah Hawkins, Dogpatch resident. 

Feb 29Sadie, reputedly “the homeliest gal in all them hills,” was growing increasingly panicky about her chances of matrimony as the years went on. And finally, when Sadie reached 35 with nary a suitor in sight, her father (also frantic at the thought of being stuck with her for the rest of his – or her – days) took matters into his own hands.

He declared it Sadie Hawkins Day, and decreed that there would be a foot race: the holler’s bachelors would run and Sadie would take off after them.  And whoever she caught would find himself at the altar with Sadie as his bride.

He took out his gun and said, “"When ah fires, all o' yo' kin start a-runnin! When ah fires agin—after givin' yo' a fair start—Sadie starts a runnin'. Th' one she ketches'll be her husband."

sadie-hawkinsWell, it worked a treat.

And you’d better believe that all the other unattached women in the vicinity took note.  They thought it was a fine idea and declared that there would be a “Sadie Hawkins Day” every year.

Because he got so much fan mail in favor of the idea, Capp did a variation on his Sadie Hawkins Day story every November for the next 40 or so years. 

Sadie Hawkins Day got translated into once every four years when it became associated with old folk customs which claimed that on leap years women were allowed to take the initiative and propose.  Combining the two seemed perfectly reasonable.

And celebrating it seems like something romance readers and writers ought to do.

As I’m just writing a book in which the heroine is about to have to do exactly that – unless she convinces my hero to ask again – I have allowed my heroine to take courage from Sadie.  Sadly there’s no dad at hand with a shotgun to make things a done deal!

groomformal_thumb2In honor of Sadie – and to celebrate our 5th (I think it’s 5th! Has it really been five years? Good grief.) annual Here Come The Grooms! Contest, Kate Walker, Liz Fielding and I -- and our respective heroes (who are currently on the run with some determined heroines after them) --  are opening this year’s contest on Valentine’s Day this year and ending it on February 29th – Sadie’s day.

So please drop by each of our websites during those two weeks and answer all three of our heroes’ questions, then send us those answers.  You get three chances to win three books. 

It might not get you the man of your choice, but Sadie still thinks that’s a pretty good deal.

Have you celebrated Sadie Hawkins Day?  Been to a dance? Run a foot race? Proposed?  Tell all!

Tuesday, February 07, 2012

The Joys of Research by Paula Roe



Many writers procrastinate.  Did you know that?  Yes, it’s true!  Sometimes we end up doing housework, knitting, crafty stuff, cooking, a flurry of social media or suddenly rearrange our bookshelves instead of writing. For some it’s a way of resetting their writing clock, clearing their head for the ideas to flow better, or simply a breather from something that may not be working in their story.


One of my favorite ways to procrastinate is research.  I absolutely love starting a book and seeing where those characters will take me, what will happen when sparks fly.  And my first stop in that journey is to find visuals.  What do my hero and heroine look like?  Where do they live – house, suburb, country?  How do they dress, where do they like to spend their time?

My February title, Bed of Lies, started out a little different, in that I originally wrote the first incarnation of this book over fifteen years ago.  I started with Benjamin Bratt (Miss Congeniality) as the visual for Luke, my hero, and Monica Potter (Parenthood) as Beth. But as I edited, cut and rewrote, these two ended up not quite right for my secretive massage therapist and her alpha male banker.  So after hours of trawling through pictures of hot actors – Yes, it’s a tough life :-) – I chose Gabriel Aubry (swoon!) and Katherine Heigl.  A pretty good match to the cover, if I may say so.

Then I needed to find a nice, expensive place Luke’s mobster uncle would live in. Do you know how many gorgeous homes there are in Queensland’s Gold Coast?  I rejected home after home, until I found this one: a perfect representation from a realty site.  Of course, there’s the fashion and shoe sites, which I probably spend more time on than any other :-)  Sometimes I’ll find what I’m looking for right away, but most often I’ll be clicking for hours. 


In the end, I tend not to think of my copious hours of googling as ‘procrastination’, but rather valuable research.  Okay, so I may buy a few books on the way, read a few tabloid blogs, bookmark some excellent places as possible holiday destinations... but it’s all filed away, ready for possible use another day.

So what’s your favorite way to procrastinate?  Do you have a favorite blog or site?  Comment and one random poster will win a copy of my latest book, Bed of Lies.


***Paula's winner is Di!!  Congratulations!  Please email totebag@authorsoundrelations.com with your details so Paula can get the prize to you!***

Sunday, February 05, 2012

An Important Anniversary - Kate Walker

I didn’t know whether to write this post this month – in February  -or a little later – in  April. I’ll explain why later. But last night as I slept it snowed, thickly and heavily, and this morning when I woke the white stuff lay all around, making it so difficult -  almost impossible at first – to get out of the house or travel anywhere.  And  that snow reminded me that this month is an important anniversary for me.


My very first ever book -  The Chalk Line – was published back in 1984 – 28 years ago!  But then there was a gap before I had any more novels accepted.  My mother was terminally ill, I was ill myself -  several family crises meant that I didn’t get much chance to write and I got the ‘second book blues’, finding it hard to follow up my first success.   I wrote one book that didn’t work – tried another. And then, just as I was wondering if I was a one book wonder, I wrote a new story and this one worked.

OK, I had revisions – I even had to cut a lot of words (15,000 to be exact!) Because it was far far too long. But I n the end it was accepted and  Game of Hazard became my second romance  to be published.  And it came out in February 1986.  So that’s why I’m looking back at it today.

It was  my second novel but it was also my first in a couple of other important ways. Back in 1986,   Mills & Boon published 16 Romances  in a month . They didn’t separate them into Modern and Cherish(Romance) then – just brought them all out as Romances with a couple of Historical titles and a two Doctor Nurse Romance. And not all of those Romances went into paperback.   This is why Game of Hazard was such an important novel for me – it was the first one that went into paperback. The Chalk Line had never done that – it wasn’t published in paperback until 1991.  And every book published in  the UK didn’t go to America -  Game of Hazard was my very first romance ever to have that happen. The start of a very important stage in my career.

It was also published in Harlequin Romance not Presents.  Back then, I didn’t know very much about the international market  - there wasn’t anything like so much  information about the  way the books were published, and of course there was no internet, so it wasn’t as easy to find out about things.  I was just thrilled that my book was going to be published In America and thrilled to have a USA edition in my hands later that year.

Why did the snow make me think of the publication of Game of Hazard? Because the book starts on a day of heavy snow, with the heroine arriving back at her isolated cottage on the Yorkshire moors, to find that her  ginger cat, who had been inside when she left home that morning, is now waiting for her outside on the doorstep of her cottage. And that means that while she was away someone had come to her house and let themselves into her home.  So who is he (of course he’s the hero, Nick)  and what is he doing there?   I remember I got the idea for the opening because I had taken my son to nursery school and when I came home, in a whirling snowstorm, our big ginger cat was sitting on the doorstep just like the one in the story.

Looking back at Game of Hazard it makes me realise how much my life and  writing romances has changed in the 26 years since that February.  The little boy I took to school that morning  is now fully grown up and set up in his own home. The ginger cat is sadly long since passed over the Rainbow Bridge but his name was Rumpuss and our current ginger cat Charlie has  the full name of Charlie Rumpuss in   his honour.  And I  now have well over 50 titles published  since then.

The book itself – well the hero was no billionaire, no sheikh, but a TV reporter, and international correspondent  who had been kidnapped  and held hostage before he had escaped.  But he had left behind someone important  and when he had an accident in his car on that snowy day he lost his memory,  wiping that important memory from  his mind. I remember too that he also smoked! Something I’d never want my hero to do these days – and  I doubt if I’d ever get away with it.

The list of other authors published that month when Game of Hazard came out, now reads like a roll call of some of the greats of romance writing – Robyn Donald, the Late great Penny Jordan, Betty Neels,  Margaret Pargeter,  Margaret Way, Lindsay Armstrong  . . .  There are also names that I remember from the distant past who are only vague memories -  Katrina Britt,  Maura McGiveny,  Wynne May, Annabel Murray, Sandra K Rhoades . . . . I was so honoured as a new beginner to be listed amongst all those famous names.

It was a long time ago – but it was the start of something wonderful and special  - the real start of my international publishing career.  I was so excited to have my first book coming out in America, so thrilled to have a copy with  the Harlequin  logo on it as well as one with the Mills & Boon rose.

I could have marked this anniversary today – because Game of Hazard came out  first  in  hardback In February. Or  April when it appeared as my very first paperback. Or indeed in August which is when it first came out in Harlequin Romance.  But when I woke up this morning and saw the snow thick on the ground it reminded me how  the idea for this book had  come to me in a whirling snowstorm, and  made me think that today was the day to mark its publication.

Besides, when  April comes around I’ll have a  brand new  title – The Devil and Miss Jones – to tell you all about and that book is a very special on for me too. But more of that  later.

Do you remember any of those past stars of romance writing. Penny Jordan of course we sadly lost only recently, and Robyn Donald is still writing. But did you read any of the others?  What books by them do you remember?

Kate Walker’s The Return of the Stranger is still available  in  Modern Romance or Presents Extra.  Her next title is The Devil and Miss Jones which is coming in Presents Extra in April 2012. You can find out more details over on Kate's Web site – with all the most up to date news on her blog