In January I was a guest on Fresh Fiction for the release of my third novel, My Dearest Mr. Darcy, and I wrote about birthing babies. That blog can be read here and I chose the topic because in that novel Mr. Darcy and his wife Elizabeth welcome their first child, a son named Alexander. For me this was an easy subject to write since my professional expertise is in the maternal child health field. I have witnessed many, many deliveries! Since my vision of the Darcys is a continuing saga my next book, In The Arms of Mr. Darcy, began shortly after Alexander’s arrival and covered the first year of his life. One might think that since he is a baby his interactions would be rare and not very exciting. Oh contraire! I can assure as a mother of two and an RN with 25-years working with babies, infants have distinct personalities from the get-go! Even premature infants who are very early and very small will subtly show their character, holding true to those traits as they mature. It is quite phenomenal. My approach in writing Alexander was to establish his unique personality as well as convey how Darcy…
The old adage write what you know never made sense to me. I like to write books about Regency England, England in the early nineteenth century. I love to describe ladies dripping with jewels and garbed in satin gowns with embellished slippers, gentlemen in cravats and tail coats, and the sound of a coach and four as it clops and jingles past couples strolling along Picadilly. I’ve never been to Regency England, and even if they invented a time machine, I’m not sure I would go. I do have a fondness for indoor plumbing! I’ve never worn a ball gown or met a man in a cravat and Wellington boots (although I’d like to!). Obviously, I don’t know Regency England, not first-hand anyway. But I do know something about falling in love. I’ve been married for four and a half years to a wonderful man (even if he doesn’t wear a cravat). And I know something about being nervous before entering a party, losing someone I love, and having to start over. My heroine, Felicity Bennett, has all of these experiences. Felicity and I share something else as well—a love of music. I started taking piano lessons in first grade….
Trivia likes to lodge itself in my brain and never leave. I can remember the most obscure facts and anecdotes. Whenever my friends and family play Trivial Pursuit or Jeopardy I’m suddenly popular, but if you’re ever stranded in Phoenix, Arizona, and happen to ask me for simple directions to a grocery store or gas station, I will most assuredly disappoint you with a blank stare. I forget where I was when I learned about the Hohokam Indians but I most definitely remembered the history behind Phoenix’s original inhabitants. It stuck in my brain like a seed. And it’s also what inspired my historical romance novel, CAPTIVE SPIRIT. You see, around 300 BC, people from the ancient Mayan and Aztec cultures traveled north to settle in the desert valleys formed by the slow moving Gila and Salt Rivers in what is now known as Arizona. They existed peacefully as farmers and master canal builders until around 1500 AD when their population vanished for reasons unknown. The Pima Indians called these people Hohokam, "Those Who Have Gone." How cool is that?! There are about a million stories woven into that fact alone begging to be written. Why would a thriving population…
The first time I encountered Death, I hurled my mother’s medical chart at him. As far as impressions went, I blew it, but I was five at the time, so he eventually forgave me. Some days I wished he hadn’t—particularly when we crossed paths on the job. When you think of Death personified, what image do you see? Many probably conjure images of skeletons in black robes carrying long, deadly scythes and intent on reaping souls. At one point, that might have been my first image as well. Not so much anymore. Now when I picture a personified Death, the image in my mind is of a much more relaxed figure in a black tee-shirt and faded jeans. He leans against a wall, arms crossed over a wide chest and his dark hair falling around his face as he watches with a smirk. Not a traditional image, that’s for sure, but that’s what he looked like when he first walked into a scene and became a leading character in my newest book, GRAVE WITCH. Angel of Death, Soul Collector, Grim Reaper—whatever you called him, most people saw him only once. A popular question has been why I decided to cast…
Writing is a tough profession. The competition in today’s publishing world makes the strongest writers think twice about their commitment to excellence. But those of us who are lured by the magnificence of story are committed to creating a world where our readers slip into the shoes of our characters and are whisked away to an amazing thrill filled with uncertainty. A writer has a gauge by which she measures her stories, the one she is currently writing and the future projects that are being shopped at publishing houses. My personal barometer is for each reader to Expect an Adventure. This aspiration is a two-way street. If I don’t have the adventure of a lifetime while I’m writing the story, then how can I expect a reader to feel the same exhilaration? When I laugh, cry, hate, love, argue, discover, run for my life and leap high mountains, I expect my readers to take the same plunge. Oh, the span of emotions that expands the human heart. What is my criteria? Simply stated, each book has to have deeper characterization than the previous novel, a more intricate plot, and a setting that challenges the storyline. No pressure there! My quest…
In attending various writing workshops, I’ve picked up the following tips for creating villains: 1. Give the villain his own GMC, i.e. goal, motivation, & conflict. 2. Allow him to care about something to show his humanity. 3. Have a “good” villain as well as a “bad” villain, i.e. an official who obstructs the hero’s efforts. 4. The stronger the villain, the more stalwart the hero must be to defeat him. 5. The villain may have a twisted view of the universe. In other words, he doesn’t see himself as being evil. Here are some handy motives for your bad guy: 1. Protection of a Loved One 2. Fear of Discovery 3. Jealousy 4. Envy 5. Savior, i.e. it’s his calling to punish the sinners or save his species from annihilation 6. Greed 7. Power 8. Revenge Sometimes we can mix and match these negative motivators. In my current paranormal WIP, I have a female villain who justifies her actions in torturing humans because the survival of her species is at stake. However, she’s ambitious and resentful that women don’t have authoritative roles in her society. So she stoops to murder to climb to a position of power. The worse…
When I first started writing Backstage Pass, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Yes, I knew the book would be about a smokin’ hot love affair between a sexy, albeit romantic rock guitarist (Brian Sinclair) and a professor who appeared stuffy on the outside but was a raging inferno of sexuality on the inside (Myrna Evans). When I least expected it, these four other guys showed up. They happen to be Brian Sinclair’s band mates, who make up the rest of his band, Sinners. I thought they were perfectly harmless. Just some secondary characters to progress the story. Boy, was I in for a surprise! I never expected them to take over in the first chapter. Don’t get me wrong. I love the guys in Sinners. All five of them. It’s just that writing about them is like herding cats. None of them pay any attention to what I say. They do exactly what they want, when they want to do it, and couldn’t care less about my plot. Behind door number two, we have Sed Lionheart, the lead singer. He has a collection of groupies he uses without apology and hides behind a façade of…
Once upon a time, in a Cambridge far, far away, there was a cranky grad student. I realize that this isn’t necessarily a defining characteristic. Many grad students are cranky. Especially those who have lived through a Cambridge winter, where the ice lies slick on the cobbles, just lying in wait for the unwary academic trudging out of Widener Library with a large pile of books. Large piles of books make loud splatting noises when they fall into puddles. So, for that matter, do grad students. But I digress. This cranky grad student was in pursuit of a PhD in English history, but she kept stubbing her toes on footnotes along the way. She—okay, okay, I—decided to do something to remind myself of why I loved history. What better way to do so than to write a historical romance novel? It would be, as the historian and historical novelist George MacDonald Fraser put it, not history as it was, but history as it should have been. History with all the good bits. History as we like to imagine it. History full of swashbuckling and knee breeches and men in black masks who raise their quizzing glasses just so and drawl…
Will women’s fiction readers embrace a novel told from the male point of view? Can a woman even write in a man’s point of view effectively? The answer to both questions—absolutely! Two prominent examples from the recent past provide evidence. Sara Gruen’s bestseller Water for Elephants was written in the first person, male point of view, the story told from the perspective of a young man. It attracted scores of readers, many of them women. And Marilynne Robinson’s Pulitzer Prize-winning Gilead was written in first person from an elderly man’s perspective as he looked back on his life. Both books, to put it mildly, did very well, proving that a good story well told is the most important criteria for publishing success. Obviously, I’d be thrilled if my book, Sloane Hall, did even a fraction as well as those two successes. Sloane Hall might be inspired by Jane Eyre, but it’s told from the male protagonist’s point of view in the first person. The voice the reader hears throughout the book is that of John Doyle, a young Texas reform school “graduate” who finds work as a chauffeur for a Hollywood starlet about to make her first talking picture in…
There are times when I feel like I could never be lonely. There are too many people running around in my head. I often thought they were compensation for being shy. I might not have always had the courage to jump in a conversation with a bunch of people I didn’t know, but I could sit back and create very exciting scenarios in my head. Many times I’d be walking down the street or sitting in a restaurant and I’d see a man or a woman that would instantly become a new character. Sometimes a single expression would be the start of a great adventure even if it never made it to the page. With my new release, SAZERAC SEDUCTION from eRedsage.com, the character seduced me with the sound of his voice. I heard him. The deep rich Cajun dialect whispered directly into my head causing me to shiver. I shut my eyes and let him in, let the sound envelope me like a blanket on a cold winter day. How could I not write his story? And of course with a sexy voice like that I had to give him a face and body to match. Remy is sex…