Please tell the readers a little about yourself:
I'm forty years old,
live in Western New York, been married for twelve years,we have two daughters
three and seven. I'm just a stay-at-home mom with a very active imagination.
For as long as I can remember I've loved to read and would imagine scenes and
stories in my head.
How about your latest release?
Love, Again is a
Valentine's Day Authors Anthology.
Here is a short summary
of my story Vows:
Addison Klein finally realizes
how unfulfilled she is being marriage to Tyler. She
is contemplating whether she should fight to keep her
family together or walk away from her marriage. The death
of her best Peyton, cause her to sit back and rethink her life. After a fight
with Tyler, and a scary episode at work Addison knows she needs to finally
decide her future. Just when she thinks she is all alone in making this life
altering decision, she gets a little guidance from her guardian angel. Addison
comes to terms with the fact that she needs to deal with her past before you
can move on and focus on the future. With the help of her therapist Addison
rediscover herself and realizes that the vows she said on her wedding day meant
something to her... for as long as we both shall live. Wanting to be a better
example to her two little girls, she makes a decision that
will change their lives forever when she sets out to seduce her
husband.
What was your primary inspiration for this book?
I wanted to tell a
story about a woman who has lost her way both in her life and her marriage.
Just when she is about to call it quits a tragic event happens and changes
things. Sometimes we have to go on a journey and discover ourselves before we
can change anything in our lives.
I've always been drawn
to angels, so the idea of writing a guardian angel fascinated me. As much as I
love Addison, Peyton stole my heart as I wrote Vows.
Do you have any muses?
No, I really just let
my characters take over and lead me through their story.
Do you control your characters or do they flog
you into shape?
I wish I had control of
them, but sadly they own me.
When you write, is there a special routine you
follow?
As a stay-at-home mom
of a three year old, it's sometimes hard to get in the groove. I write in spurts mostly. At night or
weekends when my husband is home, I love to go into the rec-room where I have
an office area and put headphones on and get lost in my characters.
If you could be one animal, person, or at a place
for a day what/who/where would it be?
LOL...wow. I guess an
eagle. They seem to be smart birds, and to be able to soar in the sky and be
free would be amazing.
Five random facts about you:
I'm a very upbeat,
positive person.
I love to scrap-book
and cook.
I love old shows and
watch the re-runs of Friends, Everybody Loves Raymond, and The King of Queens
over and over again.
I love Raman Noddles!
They aren't just for college kids!
Oh, and yes I'm one of
those crazy Twilight people!
Are you working on any new releases later this
year?
Obsession my debut
romance/suspense novella is releasing March 19th
Anything else you’d like to say?
I would like to thank
you for hosting me on your blog.
Contact info (Facebook, Twitter, website, blog):
And a Flash Fiction!
Here we go. I have no idea
where this little story came from.
Luann is outside in the barn
looking through the drawers of her husband, Kent's, work bench for a hammer,
when she hears a screeching sound from behind her. Luann jumps and on instinct,
grabs a gun off of the rack that hangs over the workbench. She turns
slowly to find that it is only two huge rats fighting in the corner. She lets
out the breath she is holding as she remembers hearing on the news that
the town is overrun with rats. She hates any kind of furry little creatures,
especially if they are in her barn. She holds the gun out and aims at the first
little pest and pulls the trigger. Without hesitating, she cocks the gun
and aims at the one running away and pulls the trigger again.
Luann drops the gun and wipes
the sweat from her forehead. She looks at the two dead bodies and sighs. She
grabs a shovel, disposes of the bodies, cleans up with some bleach, and places
the gun back on the rack. She finally finds the hammer she was looking for and
heads back toward the house. Luann smiles, feeling pretty proud of herself. She
can’t wait for Kent to come home so she can share what happened. She places the
hammer down on the counter forgetting why she even needed it, grabs a beer,
walks onto the deck and sits down in her favorite chair, looking out over the
ranch. “There is nothing better than country living,” she whispers into the
cool air before she takes a swig of the beer.
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Thank for hosting me on your blog.
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