Here's the first question:
One trait you share with your heroine in this book?
Like Lacey, I have had to reinvent and find myself in the past. My first reinvention came when I moved away from home the first time at the age of twenty-one, to a city more than 5 hours away and where I knew almost no one. My second reinvention came after losing my job in 2010. When I couldn’t find a new job, I decided to give the publishing career I’d studied ten years for a shot. I’m so glad I did.
One thing you have learned as a writer this year?
I learned that I have plenty of time to write. Bear with me here. In November, as I prepared my goals for 2015, I overhauled my daily routine and how I operated my writing business. At the time, I was taking a class called “Write 50 Books in a Year.” As I worked through the lessons, I got brutally honest and had a Come-to-Jesus meeting with myself. The first thing I said to myself was that this was a business. Just because I worked from home didn’t mean I could do what I wanted when I wanted. I remember saying to myself, “If this were a day job, I would be getting up by 6:00 to get ready for work. I wouldn’t be sleeping until 7:30 or 8:00. From now on, I have to get up at 6:00.”
The second thing I did was look at how much time I was playing online games. I was a Tetris addict. The nice thing about Tetris is that it tells you how many games you’ve played, and each game is two minutes long. I was playing Tetris on two accounts, but I played other games, as well. My “reasons” were that I needed a brain break or that I’d earned a few minutes of play. Let me tell you how many words of writing I lost while enabling myself to play games. On just one account…on just Tetris alone…I had played over 80 hours. I write about 1,000 words an hour. That’s 80,000 words I could have written. That’s a novel. Taking into consideration that I was playing other games and had only calculated the time I played Tetris on only one account, you can see how badly I’d shot myself in the foot. It’s hard to see how much time you’re wasting until you do the math. I removed all game apps that very moment. I no longer play any games.
One writer you'd LOVE to have lunch with?
I want to have lunch with Lara Adrian.
How is Finding Lacey Moon different from your previous works?
Finding Lacey Moon reveals a softer, more romantic side of eroticism than my previous books, which have been more overt in their sexuality. Don’t get me wrong, this one is still erotic. It just proves that there doesn’t have to be a lot of sex to be sexy.
You're promoting this book as something different from the billionaire bdsm playboy, why?
I recently saw a reader poll by another author where reader after reader said they were sick of billionaire playboys and BDSM and wanted both to die a quick death in fiction. I conducted a similar poll with my readers and received many of the same answers. One reader even said this was the first year she didn’t have any romance on her Christmas wish list because she was over the Fifty Shades knockoffs, billionaires, BDSM, etc. I was happy when I read all the responses, because when I wrote Finding Lacey Moon, I was afraid the audience for it would be small. Sounds like readers are hungry for books like Finding Lacey Moon. Books that aren’t so overtly sexual. Books that tell a story more than shock them with sex.
What is your 2015 release schedule?
At the risk of jinxing myself, here is my plan for book releases in 2015. Keep in mind that this schedule is subject to change if unforeseen circumstances arise.
February 9 - Finding Lacey Moon
April - Full Circle
June - AKM book bundle of Rise of the Fallen, Heart of the Warrior, and Micah’s Calling
August - Bound Guardian Angel (WOO HOO!!)
October - Strong Karma Series Companion or a 2nd AKM book bundle
December - Strong Karma Companion, Severin’s Muse, or a Strong Karma followup novella
I have a couple of other projects I would like to publish this year if I can complete them in time. We’ll see how it goes. It’s going to be a busy year, as I’m also judging the RWA RITAs and the IRWA IGO contest.
Finding Lacey Moon Blurb:
Champion snowboarder, Lacey Moon, is in the middle of an identity crisis. She’s lost her love of the sport, could care less about winning another gold medal, and has no idea who she is anymore. After a devastating fall during the Olympics, she tumbles into depression. Desperate to find a way out of the vicious, draining cycle of her life, she latches on to a crazy idea that gives her the first glimpse of hope she’s felt in over a year. Concealing her identity, she flees the familiarity of home, striking out on a journey with no destination in mind. The open road and her gut are her only maps, and her intuition tells her she’ll know she’s where she needs to be once she gets there.
Scott McCord runs McCord Cabin Rentals with his brother in Hope Falls, Idaho. In high school, Scott was destined for greatness as a wide receiver, earning a football scholarship and early recognition for ultimate success in the pros. But one act of deception changed everything, and Scott’s life hasn’t been the same since. Now, his world is centered on his daughter, and he’s abandoned hope of ever finding a woman to share his life with.
When Lacey arrives in Hope Falls, she knows she’s found her destination. The small town feels like home. It isn’t long before her and Scott’s paths cross, and when their eyes meet, fireworks fly. For the first time in ten years, Scott can see himself falling in love again. And the more time Lacey spends with the Scott, the more she realizes he is her future. There’s just one problem. Lacey hasn’t told Scott her true identity. When the truth comes out, she could lose everything she hoped to find in Hope Falls.
Finding Lacey Moon Excerpt:
In the reflection off the glass, she saw the light turn off in the kitchen. A moment later, he approached behind her.
“Did you make these?” She kept her eyes on his face in the reflection.
“Yes.” He stopped close enough that she felt his body heat against her back. “I used to enjoy building models when I was younger. Now…” His voice trailed off as his hands eased over her hips. His nose nuzzled her hair, and his eyes closed. “Now, I’m just too busy.” He spoke slowly, his voice breathy.
The tension that had been hanging over them all night finally broke, and Lacey swayed back as his hands crept around to the front. It was suddenly very hot inside Scott’s cabin. Blistering to the point she felt dizzy.
“Your hair’s longer,” he murmured absently, swirling his nose in a slow circle before kissing the back of her head.
She licked her lips, losing her grip on reality. Behind her, Scott was mounting an untenable offensive she had no hope of stopping, even if she wanted to. Which she didn’t. In front of her, she watched the play-by-play in their reflection.
Every sense was engaged or soon would be. She could see him, feel his touch, hear his breath whisper through her hair, smell the gentle, clean scent of his shampoo. And she knew if this kept up, she would taste him.
But for now, he seemed content to remain behind her, caressing her stomach, kissing her hair, pressing closer.
Her focus waned as her eyes closed. Somewhere in the recesses of her awareness, she felt him take her wine from her hand, heard the base of the glass clink quietly on a nearby shelf, and felt his fingers begin unfastening the buttons of her sweater.
She opened her eyes as he took a step back and slowly dragged her sweater off her arms. She didn’t care where he put it. The floor, the back of the couch, the trash. Just as long as he kept touching her, kept kissing her, kept making her feel like a treasured relic.
His nose dipped into her hair again, and his chest rose against her back as he inhaled and lay his hands on her bared shoulders, right over the straps of her camisole.
“Stay with me tonight,” he whispered, his warm breath filtering through her hair to her scalp.
She drew in a barely-controlled breath as his fingers hooked one strap and slid it down her shoulder. His other arm wound around her waist and pulled her snugly against him so that the hard angles of his body molded into the soft curves of hers.
“Spend the night with me, Mattie. Please.” The last he whispered while circling his nose in her hair. His fingers trembled on her shoulder as he teased the strap of her camisole. The tiny quake rippled through his whole body. Up his arm, through his torso, and down his other arm, which tensed around her waist. She felt its entire journey.
He exhaled a shuddering breath that sounded like a light attempt at a chuckle. “I can’t believe I’m so nervous.”
She found his disquiet sexy and strangely flattering. What woman didn’t want to feel as special as he was making her feel this very second? She was the first woman he’d dated in ten years. That alone was enough for her to believe she was a cherished treasure. But to witness his barely contained anxiety in the moment was extraordinarily intimate. Erotic even.
“I like it.” She spoke softly, keeping the mood intact. “It’s…charming.” She bowed her head, biting her lip as he played with her hair.
The embers in the fireplace sizzled, adding an apropos soundtrack to Scott’s intoxicating seduction.
Placing one arm over his and reaching around with the other to grip his triceps, she inhaled his clean scent then said quietly, “I like hot tea with my breakfast.”
He exhaled as if from relief then brushed her hair aside. “Is Earl Grey okay?” She heard the smile in his voice.
Butterflies lit in her stomach, and she gave a subtle nod. “It’ll work.”
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