Thank you for having me! This was a fun list to make. Evan Downey from BRINGING HOME THE BAD BOY is just the kind of artist I’d fall for. Okay, here we go…
5. Evan’s a great dad. He understands his son doesn’t love all the things he loves, but he still tries to encourage Lyon to paint and draw.
4. Evan sees the world in vibrant color. From his tattoo designs to his children’s book illustrations, every surface is his canvas.
3. Evan doesn’t mind getting paint on himself, or on Charlotte. Which leads to some interesting encounters…
2. Now I’m distracted. What number are we on? Oh, right. Number two…let’s see. Evan has an appreciation for all sorts of artwork, including Charlie’s photography.
1. And I’m still thinking about #3. …Two words: Finger. Painting.
What about you, readers? What quality do you admire in creative types?
About BRINGING HOME THE BAD BOY
Evan Downey needs a new beginning. Since the death of his wife five years ago, the brilliant tattoo artist has shut himself away in a prison of grief that not even his work can break him out of-and what’s worse, Evan knows his son Lyon is bearing the brunt of his seclusion. Moving back to the lake town of Evergreen Cove where he spent his childhood summers is his last chance for a fresh start.
Charlotte Harris knows she owes it to her best friend’s memory to help Evan and his son find their way again, but she can’t stop her traitorous heart from skipping a beat every time she looks into Evan’s mesmerizing eyes. Charlotte is determined to stay strictly in the Friend Zone-until a mind-blowing night knocks that plan by the wayside. Now, if they’re brave enough to let it, Charlotte and Evan might just find a love capable of healing their broken hearts . . .
About Jessica Lemmon
Jessica Lemmon has always been a dreamer. At some point, she decided head-in-the-clouds thinking was childish and went out and got herself a job. …And then she got another one because that one was lousy. And when that one stopped being fulfilling, she went out and got another …and another.
Soon it became apparent she’d only be truly happy doing what she loved. And since “eating potato chips” isn’t a viable career, she opted to become a writer. With fire in her heart, she dusted off a book she’d started years prior, finished it, and submitted it. It may have been the worst book ever, but it didn’t stop her from writing another one. Now she has several books finished, several more started, and even more marinating in her brain (which currently resides in the clouds, thankyouverymuch), and she couldn’t be happier.
She firmly believes God gifts us with talents for a purpose, and with His help, you can create the life you want.(While eating potato chips.)