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Please tell us a little about yourself. I live in the country in Northern Wisconsin with my husband of forty years. My two children have made me a grandmother of five, a job I love.
What is your favorite pastime, other than writing? I enjoy so many things. Most of them involved the outdoors, biking, hiking, camping, snowshoeing, gardening. When I'm stuck indoors in the winter I enjoy putting together puzzles, scrapbooking (I'm doing one for each grandchild and am way, way behind) and of course, reading.
When did you first get the writing bug? That's a tough questio.. I've always had stories floating through my head. I wrote my first children's story about twenty-five years ago and my first romance in 1996. I also research and write books on local history.
Any advice for new writers just starting out? This is something I tell my grandchildren when they try something new: "Never give up. Never give up." We actually make a song about it. If writing is something you dream of doing, don't dream, do. Find time, even if it's ten minutes a day, to write. Those ten, fifteen or twenty minutes a day add up.
Set writing goals. They're your goals so they can be as big or little as you want. Treat yourself when you reach that goal.
Don't worry about creating the best possible first draft. Just write the story and edit later. Typing "The End" on a story is a heady feeling.
What genre or genres do you write? Contemporary mystery is what I'm published in. I've also written an historical time travel.
Tell us about your latest release(s)? (If you have any snippets of great reviews you’d like included, here would be a good spot.) "Riding for Love" was released in May of this year. As high school sweethearts, a couple is inseparable until he leaves for college and ruins their relationship. Years later he returns to his hometown to find his old girlfriend running a horse ranch. He realizes his feelings for her are as strong as they were years before and decides to take riding lessons to be closer to her. There is only one problem - he's petrified of horses. Can he overcome his fear? Can she forgive him? Together can they solve the mystery of what is happening on her ranch?
Please share an excerpt of your book!
Eve pulled her hand out of his. Man, the nerve of the man. “That is none of your damn business, Denton Johanson. You’re here to learn to ride a horse and nothing more.” She turned around and eyed the barn. “Besides getting me angry, all this gabbing has put us behind everyone else. Let’s get to work.”
Getting back on track was easier said than done. Thinking about Dent’s sense of humor, his gorgeous face, fantastic body, all the things distracting her since he came back to town needed to end. Fitting his helmet and the brief touches to his face were difficult. If she wasn’t careful, she’d let her impulses take over and plant a big one on his lips.
“The first thing you’re going to do is get to know your horse. I’m going to show you how to lead her.”
Eve opened the stall door and crooned to the mare. “Hi, girl. Look who’s here.” She turned to Denton, who hung back on the other side of the door. “C’mon, chicken. She won’t bite. Once we go outside, remember to approach a horse from the front or side where she can see you. Move slowly and quietly so you don’t startle her.”
“Slowly, quietly, don’t startle,” he muttered under his breath.
Eve smiled as he repeated her lessons. “Here, run your hand down her nose and under her muzzle.”
Denton didn’t respond, so Eve took his hand and moved it over the horse’s soft nose.
“Do I give her a treat or something, since she didn’t bite?”
Eve laughed, hoping to ease his nervousness. Tremors ran through him when she took his hand. The man was a total wreck. “No. You don’t want your horse to think you’ll give her a treat every time you come near her.” She moved Denton’s hand over Della’s forelock, down her neck, to her shoulder. “If you ever forget, she might become frustrated and try to bite.”
“Hell.” His voice quivered. “No treats. Can I take notes?”
“You’re doing well, Denton.” With her hand over his, guiding it over the horse, she felt him relax. “Talk to Della in soft, low tones. Don’t worry if she nods her head up and down, but if she rolls her eyes, step back.”
Denton’s hand trembled under hers. Not only did she not want him to startle Della, but the touch of his large, warm hand under hers sent messages from her brain clear down to her toes. Ones telling her maybe she should reconsider being angry. Damn. She needed to keep her mind on her job.
“Della is a mild-mannered horse. She’s used to having different people handle her, but even the tamest horse can become riled if startled. I’m giving you more of a general warning, so if you come in contact with someone else’s horse and any of these signs happen, you can protect yourself and Della.”
“Not going to happen,” Denton said. “I plan on sticking to Della like an accountant to his chair during tax season. Do you have any glue we can put in the saddle to keep me on?”
Eve smiled at his joke, but the fear in his eyes told her he wasn’t completely joking. Teaching Denton to ride was going to be a challenge. “Okay, keep running your hands down her withers and over her back. Horses love to be rubbed, like a massage for humans. Feel her relax?”
“Can I have a massage?” He never took his eyes from Della.
“Funny, Dent.” She removed her hand from his and stepped away. Oh, lord, now she had visions of running her hands down his back, easing his tense muscles. Stop. Mind back on the job. “Now I’m going to attach the rope and we’ll lead her out of the stall. Once we’ve led her around a bit, we’ll come back here and the real work will begin.”
You can purchase "Riding for Love" at: http://amzn.to/19EPv8v
What’s your current WIP? I'm currently working on another contemporary mystery. It started out as a straight contemporary romance, but I'm re-writing to add mystery elements.
Do you prefer your men in boxers, briefs, or commando? Depends. If he's wandering around the house or relaxing - boxers. When the light goes out - commando.
And finally, where can we stalk you?
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