1. Before we start talking about your book, why don’t you tell everybody a little bit about yourself?
I was conceived in February 2008 when author Molly Daniels began to use words which would cost her a quarter in the family cuss cup. So even though I’m only 5, I get to make sailors blush with my vocabulary. Not bad for someone who’s not old enough for kindergarten yet, eh?
2. Besides writing, what other things do you enjoy doing in your spare time?
Singing karaoke once a week, and reading smut on Molly’s Kindle. Plus, my pole dancing class.
3. What is your daily routine as far as when you have an idea for your story?
I don’t really have one. When an idea hits me, I simply take over the brain and write until the fingers nearly fall off. This sometimes causes issues if Molly’s working on something else at the moment. Case in point: I’ve been forced to simmer on the back burner since last August. That’s the last time any of my ideas were written down. *crosses arms and pouts*
4. Where do you get your ideas from?
Life, plus I have a very active imagination. And reading Kellie Kamryn’s books helps ‘fuel’ the bedroom scenes.
5. Out of all of the stories you’ve written so far, what would be your favorite and why?
Wild At Heart. It was the first book ‘I’ wrote, and the characters just kept telling me what to write. Plus, half the book takes place in Estes Park, Colorado. I had no idea Emma was going to be in the book until Bam! There she was.
6. Tell us something funny about yourself that not a lot of people know about?
I can sing the 1970’s Burger King jingle, as well as most of the Schoolhouse Rock jingles. And I was recently almost banned from entering the Indianapolis Motor Speedway for having glass containers of alcohol in my cooler.
7. Does any of the stories you’ve written based on real life experiences or basically just from imagination?
Molly used to work in a country club, so I culled some of her experiences and used them in nearly all of my six books except Wild At Heart. I did base Angela’s condo on my grandmother’s townhouse in Florida.
8. Does your ‘muse’ have a name and if so what is his/her name?
I haven’t really named him/her. I just know it likes chocolate. Which now explains the size of Molly’s backside in the past two years.
9. What other genre besides the one you are writing about now would you like to venture into writing?
I have two paranormals which I’m writing. One deals with a Cupid and the other has an alien. I’m currently having problems with the world building. I’m probably going to start reading fantasy or sci-fi books just to get some ideas. Or watch episodes of Star Trek DS9 again.
10. Who are your favorite authors that are out now?
Right now, I just finished Lydia Michaels’ White Chocolate (gave it 5 stars on goodreads…go buy this book!) and Amber Skyze’s Spend The Night With Me. I’m also a fan of Jean Joachim’s Hollywood Hearts, and Kellie Kamryn’s Harder series. But I was also heavily influenced by Anny Cook, Brynn Paulin, Bronwyn Green, and Regina Carlysle. While I’m thinking about it, have you read Sandy’s cowboys? *fans self*
11. Who is your favorite female and male characters from your books and why?
Ooooh boy…..that’s a tough one. I love Kevin and Tammy from Teacher’s Pet because I based Kevin on one of my son’s teachers *fans self*. And Brad and Emma’s relationship in Wild caught me totally off guard. I just hung on and wrote during their scenes!
12. What do you think is the hardest thing about being a writer?
Time management. I have a very bad Facebook addiction, so I have to make a conscious effort to turn off the internet when I’m working.
13. What advice would you give someone who wants to start off being a writer?
If writing is your passion, then write, write, write. If you want to pursue publishing, then don’t give up. Don’t let anyone steal your dreams, and keep at it. Surround yourself with other writers and get a good critique partner. Write some more; learn everything you can about your craft. And best of all, “Don’t get it RIGHT, get it WRITTEN.” Don’t obsess over every little thing as you’re writing. Just write.
14. If you hadn’t become a writer, what do you think you would be doing right now?
Influencing Molly’s writing and getting her banned from public events.
15. What would be the perfect Romantic getaway?
I’m still dreaming of spending a week in Disney World with my soul mate or on a tropical island.
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?
Wild At Heart was inspired by a news blurb on the radio, concerning prison reform and did it work or not. Suddenly ‘Steve’ tapped me on the shoulder and said, ‘That’s me. I’m trying to prove I’ve changed but the town is suspicious. You have to help me.’ Molly was driving at the time so the story simmered in the brain for about 2 weeks. And once the words showed up on paper, this strange tale about how the lives of four people are forever changed over the course of a week emerged.
Angela Clayborn discovers the man she sent to prison nearly two years before, has been granted an early release. Torn between wanting to see him and fearful if she does, sparks fly when Steve Blumenthal appears in her gift shop and later at her condo. Will Angie free her heart from its icy prison? Has Steve really turned his life around, or is it a hoax?
Meanwhile, in Colorado on business, Angie’s current boyfriend, Brad Morrison, is wrestling with his own call of the wild. He’s met unconventional, sexy Emma Nichols, who runs not only her own riding stable, but helps out with her family’s woodworking store in EstesPark. Emma resents Brad’s offer to help during a family crisis, but eventually discovers that Fate sometimes sends people down unexpected paths to love. Can Brad tame a wildcat? Or will Emma settle for the safe path?
Steve and Angie:
“You don’t have to be scared of me, baby,” he cajoled, shoving his hands back in his hip pockets. “You’re all I’ve ever thought about the entire time. What we had and what I threw away…”
Angie found her voice and her anger at the same time. “We had a good friendship and I trusted you,” she said, her voice getting firmer as she spoke. “You broke into my home.…you tried to steal the TV, for god’s sake! Not to mention my stereo.” She slapped her hands on the counter. “Do you know how hard it was for me to sleep after that? I can’t even sleep now, unless I know every single door and window is locked tight. You took away my security, my self-respect….and you think you just made a mistake?” She moved around from behind the counter and rounded on him. Smack! She balled her fist and punched him in the face. Shaking her stinging knuckles, she slapped him across the other cheek with the opposite hand, and poked a finger in his chest, not even noticing he was stepping backwards.
“How dare you come into my shop, my business, and spout your prison counselor’s platitudes,” she said hotly. “I am over you, Steve. Get that? Over! So get out of here and leave me the hell alone.” By this time, they’d reached the door, with Steve blindly reaching for the doorknob, rubbing his sore face. “Angie, honey…”
“I am not yours anymore, now get out.” Angie gave him a push which sent him sprawling through the doorway just as he managed to open it.
“You haven’t seen the last of me,” he thundered back at her. “I try to make amends, but no; you won’t listen, as usual!” He threw her one last angry look and rubbed his jaw again before stomping down the sidewalk.
Angie slammed the door so hard the bell above the door fell off, narrowly missing her head. She sagged against the door frame and stuffed her fist in her mouth, sinking to the floor as she gave into the tears. She sat there for several minutes, shaking so violently her feet tapped on the bare floor. Gradually, the tears ceased, and the realization of what she’d done gave her courage again. She hadn’t run from him. She’d actually thrown him out of her store…. Laughter welled up inside of her as she remembered him practically cart wheeling out the door. Drying her cheeks with her shirttail, she slowly got to her feet and poured herself a cup of coffee to drive the sudden chill from her body. Curling her hands around the Styrofoam cup for warmth, she was struck by another thought. What if he brought charges against her? He’d already filed a complaint against the café…
“Too late to worry about that now.”
Brad and Emma:
“Brad! Just the person I was looking for,” Gavin called. “This is Frank’s niece, Emma. Em, this is the financial wizard I was telling you about.”
Brad smiled warily at her as he slid onto the stool next to her at the counter, placing his sack of presents on the floor. “I wouldn’t call myself a wizard, but I can certainly help with anything needed.”
“You!” Emma’s bloodshot eyes narrowed. “Are you snooping around my family’s business? We’re not about to knuckle under to pressure; I’ll fight with everything I have to hang onto the place.”
“Emma! Relax,” Gavin restrained the girl as she swiveled, preparing to launch herself out of her seat. “What’s gotten into you?”
Brad sat back, hands raised.
“He came into the shop, asking questions.” Emma blew out her breath. “And now he waltzes in here and you expect me to just turn everything over to him? Let me go, Gavin.”
“You’ve jumped to conclusions again, girl.” Gavin swung her around and hugged her to his broad chest. “All I said was to let a pair of fresh eyes look at the books and see if he can spot where Ethan’s getting the money.”
“You mean losing it,” came a muffled sob.
Thanks so much for letting me be here today Jamallah!
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