1. Before we start talking about your book, why don’t you tell
everybody a little bit about yourself?
I’m a sassy mom and grandmother who loves wicked stories and lusty
characters. I’m also a queen of double entendre and my witty one
liners will keep you laughing because I always carry a double dose of
humor with me.
2. Besides writing, what other things do you enjoy doing in your spare time?
I work 40+ hours a week, go to college, have a family, sew, exercise,
and write. So, I’m bored a lot. Not!
3. What is your daily routine as far as when you have an idea for your story?
Um, I have no idea how I do it. I just do. I’m told that I’mpeople
have routines? either getting a super hero cape in the mail, or a
4. Where do you get your ideas from?
Things come to me at random times and could be based on something I’ve
seen or something someone says. So far this year, the ideas are moving
faster than the rain we’ve been getting in Atlanta. Right now I have
18+ plots in some form of creation.
5. Out of all of the stories you’ve written so far, what would be your
favorite and why?
My paranormal series (Savage series) is ten books and by far my most
loved work. It started out at 3 and then grew faster than my hair. I
put into those characters everything that I wanted to put into a book,
and then tossed fictional daggers at them.
6. Tell us something funny about yourself that not a lot of people know about?
I can turn 50% of what people say into something dirty. It’s a gift.
7. Does any of the stories you’ve written based on real life
experiences or basically just from imagination?
60% imagination and 40% things that I’ve battled with in my 40+ years
8. Does your ‘muse’ have a name and if so what is his/her name?
Vivien is the name of that red headed spitfire who loves to scream
ideas at me in the shower or whisper them in my ear while I’m driving.
I sincerely believe that she’s bipolar, but please don’t tell her that
I said that. (Gulp.)
9. What other genre besides the one you are writing about now would
you like to venture into writing?
I wouldn’t mind doing a period piece one day. But for now, I’m quite
happy with paranormal. Especially since I currently have so many books
10. Who are your favorite authors that are out now?
Laurell K. Hamilton and Sherrilynn Kenyon – these women have written
more than one series each and have made some of it last past twenty
books, as we beg for more. I want to follow in their fictional
11. Who is your favorite female and male characters from your books and why?
That’s a hard one to answer. Both of my spring releases are steamy
couples that overcome evil to be together.
12. What do you think is the hardest thing about being a writer?
For me, the hardest part is selling your idea. You can write until
your fingers are numb but if you can’t sell it, then it just collects
dust and gathers remorse. Plus, you have to have a thicker skin to
accept the rejections as you keep your chin up.
13. What advice would you give someone who wants to start off being a writer?
Learn as much as possible. Write what you love while being true to
yourself and your craft. I wrote first and learned the rules after
writing my second book. Several revisions later, they’re both
releasing this spring. I didn’t give up or give in. I just kept
working at it and there’s tons more to learn.
14. If you hadn’t become a writer, what do you think you would be
doing right now?
I wanted to be a veterinarian but I didn’t have the means for eight
years of college, so I spent over 20 years in accounting. If I wasn’t
in college for medical certificates, then I’d still be crunching
numbers for a small business.
15. What would be the perfect Romantic getaway?
I’d love a secluded trip to the islands with my hubby. Bora Bora would
Well now that we got the question and answer out of the way…..why
don’t you tell us about your latest story you have out now?
Just to be Left Alone released on ebook through Sweet Cravings
Publishing May 07, 2013. Amazon, Barnes & Nobles, All Romance and
Bookstrand will have it for sale on May 14, 2013.
Samantha Malone just wants to have a content relationship and a
fulfilling career but what fate throws at her is deranged Jason
Strickland, who thinks she belongs to him and no one else. Jason is
the ex-boyfriend that wickedly dogs her every step and threatens her
at every sinister turn, going to insane extremes to have her all to
himself. When the tide turns and things fade to black, she meets
handsome motorcycle driving samaritan, Conrad Forsythe who gladly
comes to her rescue, more than once. Conrad is the passionate type of
man that has her envisioning steamy nights and cherished days. She
begins to crave these things and much more as her heart reaches for
her green eyed white knight. Can she get safely away from the man who
is desperate enough to kidnap her? She prays so because love must
always rule the heart of this fair maiden.
I hung up and headed to the bathroom for some mousse and a few quick
swipes of makeup before I grabbed my hobo bag and headed downstairs. I
was only standing there for three minutes before he pulled up in his
He admired the expanse of my legs as I hopped up into the seat. His
hand immediately went to my thigh as he pulled me to him for a hard
“You look mighty tasty in that outfit, my dear,” Conrad said as he
casually looked down at the skirt that had ridden up when I had gotten
in the truck.
I didn’t even pull it back into place since I enjoyed him admiring my
legs. Who cares if it was only three inches away from showing my
underpants, no one else could see it. I snickered as I imagined myself
wearing this another day, except purposely forgetting the underpants.
I told him just as much. The truck swerved.
“Wow, I didn’t think I’d get that kind of response.”
“Young lady, that was dangerous. Try to keep those thoughts to
yourself when I’m driving.”
I reached over to pat his right knee and he smiled at me.
When we got to the restaurant it was later than the normal lunch time.
We got seated at a booth in a sunny corner and heard slow country
music playing over the speakers. We quickly ordered and sent the
waitress on her way. We talked about ourselves as we listened to the
Our food showed up, but we kept up the conversation. We even tried
each other’s food. I had gotten the blue cheese filet and he had
ordered the Hawaiian ribeye.
“Dreams. What dreams do you have?” I asked.
“Lately, wet ones.”
I choked on my potato.
He patted me on the back as I chugged down enough water to get my lungs clear.
“Wow, seriously?” I asked between gasps of air.
“I will rephrase the question. What dreams do you have for the future?”