And, you’ve got another series coming out with Total E-Bound Publishing, how did that come about?
Badboy, married to his job FBI agent Cole Lucas always gets his man. So when the unthinkable happens and one gets away, Cole grits his teeth and hunts human trafficker Carlo Maldonado all the way to Antioch, Texas, where he collides with Detective Andi MacLaren.
Unlike Sword’s Call, this series is romantic suspense. What was it like switching genres? Did you struggle with it at all?
So, what’s next for you?
I understand you have a treat for our readers! Tell us about the giveaway!
Thanx for having me, Dawn! It was fun!
No Makeover Monday today. The Easter Bunny brought me a horrendous sinus infection. Hard to organize with a 50 lb weight on each cheek. Instead, I decided to rerun the post below. We buried my Dad on April Fool's Day nine years ago. This just seems to fit.
The Worst Prank Ever
How to make your daughter cry in 30 seconds or less
Dad sometime in the 80's
When my boyfriend and I abruptly dropped our plans for the Fourth of July and made the three hour trip to my parents' house. I'm pretty sure my Dad already knew what was coming. Especially when mom and I announced we were going shopping and leaving the two of them alone.
First, Dad tried to encourage Scott go shopping with us. When Scott insisted he would rather stay and hang out with him. Dad decided there were a few "chores" that needed immediate attention around the house.
Like cutting down a tree in the back pasture.
So, as I drove away with my mother, knowing full well Scott was going to ask my dad to marry me.
My Dad was smiling, waving and revving a chainsaw!
My mother promised me that Dad would not kill Scott and hide is body in the back pasture. I wasn't so sure.
Dawn and Scott 1997
A little less than an hour later, my Mom and I were strolling through the mall, heading for the wedding dress store when her cell phone rang.
Checking the display she said, "It's your Dad."
I was all smiles when I answered. "Hi, Daddy!"
Dad was loud, but he rarely yelled and usually did not cuss when talking to me.
"What do you mean this S.O.B wants to marry you?" He was yelling.
I laughed at first. "Well, you know. He kind of likes me."
Dad got louder. "Well, I told him no. I told him he was not welcome in this family. He told me to go F*&# myself and took off. He's walking to town right now!"
At that moment, I burst into tears in the middle of Dillards.
My mother took the phone while a very sweet cosmetic counter lady comforted me with a box of tissues. Through the my sobs, I heard my mother saying things like "Well, what did you say?" Pause "What did he say?" Pause. "Why is he walking? Why didn't he take his truck?" Pause. Longer Pause. Longer Pause.
Mom and Dad early 80's
Then, my mother's face changed. She stepped behind a makeover screen, which offered no real sound protection and let loose with a string of insults, ending with "This is your idea of a joke? Your daughter is crying. Crying. Right now in the middle of the store." Then she turned to me, "It's a joke, Dawn. It's a joke. Everything's fine."
I took the phone, through the tears and uncontrollable shaking, I was able to hear my Dad's booming laugh and the words, "I'm sorry, baby. I thought it was April Fool's Day!"
I could barely speak to him or my future husband for the rest of the weekend. Although, my husband disavowed any knowledge of a plot to tease me. He swears he was in the bathroom the whole time. Yeah, right.
So, how did the conversation really go?
Scott: I'm sure you know why we're here... I want to marry your daughter.
Dad (putting down chainsaw) : Well, if you know her well enough to want to marry her, you know if that's what she wants, there's nothing I can do to stop her. So, welcome to the family. Want some ice tea?
Scott: Thank you. Tea sounds good.
Dad (Patting Scott on the back): Let's call Dawn.
Miss you, Dad.
I know what you’re thinking. Who needs a freshness seal? That bag was gone in a week, but it got me through 23,000 words for the first week of November. I kept telling people, the book demanded it. No one believed me, I don’t think, but it’s true. Sometimes, you’re coasting along, writing away, and you stop. You have to ponder a scene for a while.
- My parents were separated for the third or fourth time.
- I had lived in three states in three years.
- I knew what drugs were.
- I knew what alcoholism looked like.
- I had sat at the graveside of someone I loved.
- I had vague information about what sex would be and the thought was pretty terrifying.
So this time the boss chose me
I've been sort of restless yes he thought it might help if
I got away from my wife and family
(He's been stressed. Needs a break. I can respect that.)
There's been no other woman since the mother of my
And in each and every way she's a lady
Now there's one that I'll remember a sultry night we spent
And she satisfied the love inside of me
And call up the one whose love is free
She may be easy and I love my lady
But the lady don't satisfy the love inside of me
Happy Release Day!
Did the inspiration for this book come from any particular source?
Locked Within is set in New York City. I know you recently took a trip there. Had you visited there before writing the book? Where did you visit that is mentioned in the book?
Can you describe the feel of holding a book with your name on the cover? ('cause some of us are still waiting for that, you know!)
So, you are doing a live book launch as well as a virtual launch on Twitter (which I think is awesome.) How is that going work?
And, do I understand correctly, that you are already working on a sequel? Tell us about that and when we can look for it.
Last, on a personal note, tell us about the twins!
Today is about Jody.
|My younger daughter, age 4|
So, I've been hiding. You may have noticed from the lack of a Friday Plot Swap (usually my favorite post). Also, I've spent very little time on twitter or Facebook. It's not that I've become anti-social. I just got stuck.
RWA Nationals pretty much knocked the wind out of me. The complete opposite of what I expected. I blogged about that here. I received awesome support and feedback. Which I appreciated while I was cleaning out my closet instead of editing. It still looks really pretty. You can see the pictures here.
Before I could make myself jump back into writing, I started a new job.
But, I think I've finally got it all together. I am excited about writing again. I'm excited about blogging and I am SOOOO ready to do some plot swapping. Have I got some stories for you!
Since it is Tuesday, tell me your story. Have you ever had to take a break and regroup? What worked best for you? Did you even notice Fridays have been dull and swapless?
I love teaching.
I hate meetings.
All and all, it was a good summer.
Swam in the ocean for the first time in my life. Prayed my friends from above didn't tag along!
So, what did you do on your summer vacation? If you didn't do anything, feel free to make something up. I won't judge.
I will do it.