November 14, 2013

E-Book Giveaway, by Author Becky Lower

Welcome to Cheryl’s place! I’m thrilled to have you here.

Please tell us a little about yourself.

 I grew up between Akron and Canton, Ohio, in a little farming community. I traveled all over the country before finally settling back in Ohio, but now I live in an eclectic college town—still close to farms, but not in the middle of it. I’ve never married since I was too busy traveling, and have no children. So, it’s just me and my rescue dog, Mary, at home every day.  

What is your favorite pastime, other than writing? 
 I enjoy putting together puzzles, be they plot puzzles, word puzzles, jigsaw puzzles, or quilts. If two pieces need to go together, I’m your girl.  

When did you first get the writing bug? 
 I won my first writing contest when I was 12. I wrote reams in my diaries when I was a teenager and worked on the high school newspaper. My journalism teacher in high school told me I had talent and I should consider a career in journalism. But, since I didn’t care for him, I ignored his advice, nearly flunking out of college, since I was focusing on International Studies. I finally accepted the fact that Mr. Tanner knew what he was talking about after all, switched majors, graduated college, and now have some books to my credit. 

Any advice for new writers just starting out? 
Write, write, write. It takes the normal person four books before they write something worthwhile. My first attempts will forever remain under the bed, even though when I was writing them, I considered them wonderful works of art. I know better now, and under the bed they’ll stay. 

What genre or genres do you write? 
 I write contemporary and historical, and like to switch from one to the other. I think it keeps both genres fresh to shake things up like that. I don’t ever want to write the same story line over and over with just new names for my characters. 

Tell us about your latest release(s) 
 Blame It On The Brontes is my debut contemporary. It came about as a result of a class in jewelry making my sister drug me to. The instructor gave us bits of stories about her experiences with sea glass, or beach glass as it’s referred to in Ohio, while showing us how to make the necklaces. I became so caught up in her stories that I forgot about the necklace and began taking notes. I set my story on the coast of Maine, because that’s where my sister lived for many years, and I thought it would be a nice tribute to her, since she’s the one who took me to the class.

Soul Mate allowed me to tell the story my way—as three compelling love stories intertwine around a central theme. Fractious sisters Charlotte, Emily and Anne Bronson, each in her forties, are in Puffin Bay, ME for their mother's funeral. Each is ready to sink her claws into the fortune their mother left behind. But their mother has other plans. Her substantial fortune won't be divided until the trio return to their childhood home and live together for a year.

 It's a request that pits sister against sister but could unite them in a common goal to find the friendship they shared as children, to create a family jewelry business and to win over the men of Puffin Bay. They have a year to figure it all out.

Here’s what one reviewer had to say about the book:

“ I loved the three sisters and shared their mother's hope that they could overcome their differences and bond together as a family. ” 

Please share an excerpt of your book! 
Anne Bronson pressed her foot on the gas pedal, trying to ignore the little red light on the dashboard—the one highlighting the E on her gas gauge. She willed the rental moving truck to make it up the next hill, hunching over the steering wheel to help with the climb. The truck leaned into the steepest part of the incline, its headlights illuminating the crest just as the engine began coughing and sputtering in earnest. No good gas-guzzling piece of crap. Anne directed the truck to the side of the road. There should have been plenty of fuel to get to the house.

If she hadn’t already maxed out her credit card, she would have gladly paid professionals to move her from New York to Maine. But here she was, driving her own belongings north, and out of gas. Her stomach knotted even tighter. Is this the way a NASCAR driver feels when he runs out of gas on the final lap? Anne’s race was bigger. She had an inheritance at stake. Eighteen minutes till midnight. Damn. 

Hauling her purse behind her, she climbed out of the truck. She kicked a tire and let out a half-hearted scream at the damage her instinctive motion caused her black leather Manolo Blahniks. Tapping her fingernails against her teeth, she peered up and down the dark road. No headlights. No life. No sound.

She fished into her purse for her cell phone and stared at it. 

No signal either here in Backwater Maine, of course. With a deep sigh, she wrestled with her old suitcase with its wonky wheel and strapped her oversized purse across her body as she began to climb the rest of the way up the incline. Two miles to the house. She had eighteen minutes to get there. In six-inch heels.

Buy Link for Blame It On The Brontes: 
What’s your current WIP? 
I have another contemporary, The Road To Comfort, coming out early next year from Soul Mate. It’s about an ex-rodeo cowboy named Cyclone Kelley and the damsel in distress he saves from being swept up in a tornado. Juliette St. James is a single mom whose only son just got married, and she’s on her own for the first time, and is coming to grips with being an empty-nester.

My current WIP is another contemporary, tentatively titled Voice Of An Angel, about a young folk singer/storyteller who fakes her own death at 17 and lives a different life for nineteen years, until she gets involved with a nosy newspaper reporter who can’t let a good story go. 

Do you prefer your men in boxers, briefs, or commando? 
I like those boxer brief kind of undies. Enough to show off the goods without being overt about it.

And finally, where can we stalk you?






  1. Great excerpt! I've put Blame It on the Brontes on my TBR list.

    1. Thanks, Joanne, and thanks for hosting me on your site, too.

  2. Enticing excerpt! I'll have to check it out. ~ Viola

    1. Thanks, Miss Viola, for visiting today. I appreciate it.

  3. I nodded when I read your words about writing both historical and contemporary and how they keep each other fresh. I totally agree. This could be, of course, because I also write historical and contemporary. Although in my case, I have to confess to a short attention span.

    1. I'm glad we agree on what techniques keep our writing fresh. My worst nightmare is to have the same plot for my books, with just the names changed.

  4. Puzzles make the mind think how parts fit together just like you have to do when writing a story. Your skill has made the parts fit well in you book.

    1. Thanks, C and D. My sister thinks I'm wasting time when I work on a puzzle, but she can't see what my mind is doing while I'm piecing the puzzle board together. You're right, it does sharpen your verbal skills.

  5. Great except. After writing three historical novels, I started switching between contemporary and historical. It does help.