Friday, April 15, 2016

VISUAL EFFECTS by Joyce Holmes

Today our guest of honor is Joyce Holmes, sister author at the Wild Rose Press. She’s come to tell us about her new release, VISUAL EFFECTS, a contemporary romance.

~Will their emotional firestorm leave nothing but ashes or can love emerge victorious?~



A fabulous blurb:

Drey Winston is a fierce competitor who enjoys challenging her mind and body. But when it comes to her heart—no one ever gets close enough to compete for it. Having grown up believing she was an unwanted burden to her parents, she prefers to keep her feelings well hidden. Just when her hard-fought goals are finally within reach, the audacious Jesse Devlin comes along to breach her carefully guarded defenses.

After a disastrous marriage early in life, Jesse Devlin prefers strings-free relationships. Confident and outgoing, he gets along well with women, but his natural charm can’t seem to penetrate Drey Winston’s aloofness. While attempting to win her over, he’s the one who ends up losing his heart.

Can this commitment-phobic bachelor convince the stubbornly independent woman he loves that his feelings—and hers—are the real deal?

Welcome to the beach, Joyce.

Hi everyone. Thanks for having me, Sandra.

Let me tell you what first caught my attention about your new book: The title, VISUAL EFFECTS, and hearing you have a passion for photography. Is there a connection? What made you decide on that title?

There isn’t a connection to my passion for photography, but there is a connection to passion. Visual Effects is another name for the computer-generated effects in movies, which is what both of my characters do for a living. They were ‘visually’ attracted to each other long before they admitted to liking each other, so as a play on the words, their ‘visual effects’ started everything rolling.

The models on your cover are beautiful. Your hero, Jesse, is especially handsome. Can you give us a mini bio on him? His occupation, interests, family situation, etc…

Jesse is a big, good-looking man, who’s a talented CG animator. He’s also very talented with the ladies, which doesn’t impress his new co-worker, Drey. Although Jesse might come off as a happy-go-lucky charmer, he carries some emotional scars. He’d just rather keep them hidden, even from himself. He’s loyal to a fault and is a huge support to his sister and her two boys.

Drey looks like the girl-next-door type. What can you tell us about her?

Drey is a jock, who thrives on challenges. She runs marathons, plays basketball, rides a horse. She’s also fiercely independent and just a touch stubborn—although she prefers the word tenacious. She was raised by doting grandparents, who told her she could achieve anything she set her mind to and never to give up on her dreams. At seventeen, she left the family ranch behind to pursue those dreams, which eventually led her to her new job—and Jesse Devlin.

Describe the setting for us. Does it take place in your area of British Columbia or elsewhere?

This is actually the only book I’ve written that isn’t set in Western Canada. The story takes place in LA, where both of my characters work in the film industry. There are also some scenes in Montana, the state of my birth.

This excerpt gives us a glimpse of the chemistry between Jesse and Drey:

Jesse leaned against a tree to draw in a few deep breaths. As he straightened, he plucked his ball cap off his head and wiped his forearm across his brow, then hooted a victory cheer. “Hard work’s over. Time for the reward.”
                He dropped the cap onto the sand and emptied his pockets into it. Then he pulled his T-shirt over muscled shoulders, dropped it onto the sand on top of his cap, and made quick work of his footwear. Drey stared in disbelief as he beelined down the beach and ran straight into the low surf. When he was hip-deep in the water, he slipped smoothly beneath the surface. He reappeared several feet out and turned to wave.
                “Join me,” he called. “The water’s great.”
                “Not a chance. The ocean is cold in summer, I can only imagine how frigid it must be today.”
                “Wuss,” he scoffed and splashed water in her direction.
                Shivers that had nothing to do with feeling chilly shot through Drey as she watched him emerge from the water a few minutes later. Rivulets ran down his chest, following the ridges and planes of his brawny body. Wet shorts clung to muscular thighs.
                He ran his hands over his face and then shook himself like a playful pup. “You don’t know what you missed. Nothing like a dip in the salt chuck to get the heart pumping. Well, almost nothing.” He stalked deliberately up the beach toward her, and the look on his face made her back away, but she didn’t react fast enough. He caught her up in his arms, laughing at her shrieks of protest.
                “Lemme go, Jesse. You’re cold. Come on, Jesse, lemme go. You’re getting me all wet.”
                “That’s the whole idea. Get you wet and me warm.”
                She gave him a firm push in the wrong direction as she sprinted down the beach. “Not if you can’t catch me,” she threw over her shoulder as she went.

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Now we want to know more about you.



Author Bio:
Joyce Holmes lives with her husband and very small dog in the beautiful Okanagan region of British Columbia. The award-winning author is happily living her dream of being a stay-at-home writer. Photography and blogging about her travels are two of her passions, along with visiting her kids and grandkids. When she's not dreaming up stories in her head or planning her next great adventure, she’s off enjoying the great outdoors.



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Good luck with VISUAL EFFECTS, Joyce, and thanks for visiting my beach. Maybe I’ll get up to your area one day.

It was lovely being here with you, Sandra. We have some great beaches out this way, too. You really should come for a visit.

*A question for our visitors*
When you and your partner, (or ex), first met, which of you had the most emotional baggage and how long did it take before you had a ring on your finger?


Joyce's answer: My hubby and I will soon celebrate our 38th wedding anniversary. We were mere babies when we met, at eighteen and nineteen. Neither of us were experienced enough to have much baggage, but I had just come off an emotional breakup and certainly wasn’t looking for a new relationship. He was all about enjoying life and spreading his wings, so to speak. We instantly became fast friends, and that friendship gradually developed into something more serious. We married just shy of two years after first meeting.

My answer: My husband and I had both come out of BAD divorces, massive baggage on both sides, when we met 36 years ago. We both had two toddlers to raise alone. We entered into a temporary marriage of convenience. You might say it stuck.

What say the rest of you? It's time to spill the beans.

Friday, February 26, 2016

Demon Kissed By Karilyn Bentley


Today I'm welcoming Karilyn Bentley with her newest novel for her Demon Huntress Series. You'll want this one and all of them. This is what I'm talking about~

Blurb:
Gin Crawford, the world's latest demon huntress, has no time to mourn her dead lover as she's called in to determine why a demon attack occurred at the local medical school. And not just any demon, but the one demon that gives her demon-killing bracelet the shivers. A dead professor, a lab full of missing anthrax, and a demon who turns good people into minions complicate her life. Can Gin and her mentor Aidan Smythe solve the mystery of the missing anthrax and the identity of the demon before someone else dies?



Excerpt:
     The scent of sulfur hangs in the air like a demonic stink bomb. I want to slap a hand over my nose, but no one else seems affected by the stench. Must be a demon huntress thing.
     “Justitian,” Smythe mutters. “Not demon huntress.”
     “If you don’t like my new title, then stay out of my mind.”
     He glares. I swallow. Cross my arms. Refuse to take a step back. I’m learning not to be intimidated by his anger. Go me.
     My justitia vibrates, throwing me out of my internal battle, pulling me back to the land of death and minions. The blob of colors pulsates, a glowing reminder of a moment of terror. The moment the demon appeared to the grad student.
     Granted, I’m still taking Demons 101, but I thought demons formed minions in private.  Usually after the human committed a crime, not before. A tryout, so to speak. And maybe that happened, but it sure seems to me like the black blob of demon force appeared to the grad student smack in the middle of the hallway.
     Or maybe that always happens, and I just now noticed it.
     The justitia’s vibration grows stronger, trembling my arm, my veins. Not its normal excited tremor upon seeing a minion or demon. A rush of images spikes through my mind, scenes of terror coupled with blood and death, memories of the justitia’s former wearers captured in time by the entity in the bracelet.
     I’m not the only one freaked out by the colored blob. How bad was this demon to scare a justitia?


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Karilyn's Bio
Karilyn Bentley's love of reading stories and preference of sitting in front of a computer at home instead of in a cube, drove her to pen her own works, blending fantasy and romance mixed with a touch of funny.

Her paranormal romance novella, Werewolves in London, placed in the Got Wolf contest and started her writing career as an author of sexy heroes and lush fantasy worlds.

Karilyn lives in North Texas with her own hunky hero, a crazy dog nicknamed The Kraken, and a handful of colorful saltwater fish.



Where to find Karilyn
Website:          www.karilynbentley.com
Twitter:            http://www.twitter.com/karilynbentley1
Blog:                http://plottingprincesses.blogspot.com
Pinterest:         http://www.pinterest.com/karilynbentley
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Wednesday, December 2, 2015

City Lights ~ A Series by Lily Bishop

Welcome Lily Bishop to the beach. 
She's here to tell us about her fascinating 
CITY LIGHTS SERIES

The City Lights Series is named after the major cities that feature prominently in the books. The series focuses on three couples.

The first book, No Strings Attached, starts in Las Vegas with a whirlwind romance between Fox Thornton and Laura Todd. Sparks fly as they end up in Miami, Atlanta, and a private island in the Bahamas.

No Strings Attached (City Lights Book 1)

There's a fine line between truth and deception. 

When Laura Todd discovers that her new boss is Fox Thornton, the sexy, blue-eyed man that she wowed in Las Vegas, she realizes that there's more at stake than a "no strings attached" fling. After all, strings can weave a tangled web of deceit and betrayal. Fox knows how crafty and clever Laura is, but he was hired to find out why her company is losing money. He can't deny that all evidence points to Laura. Fox's reputation as a fixer is on the line, and he vows to find the truth--even if it means taking down the one woman he's wanted all along.



The second book, Under His Protection, takes place a year later. It follows Fox’s brother Lee Thornton as he becomes a bodyguard for Elizabeth Crowne, an Alanta attorney running for state Attorney General. Most of the action takes place in Atlanta, with stops in Washington, DC and the Bahamas.


Under His Protection (City Lights Book 2)

Elizabeth Crowne's life is in danger. As a front-runner for state attorney general there's a price on her head. After several ominous death threats, Elizabeth needs someone to ensure her safety. Lee Thornton, owner of Security Solutions, is just the man for her. 

But Lee has questions of his own. Why does someone want Elizabeth dead? As Lee digs for answers, he only discovers more questions, unveiling a conspiracy that could go beyond anything either one of them ever anticipated. How can anything be sacred when betrayal lurks around every corner? Can Lee find a way to keep Elizabeth safe while protecting his own heart and secrets at the same time?


The third book, For the Win, revisits parts of the first book from the perspective of Laura’s sister Lindsey Todd, who is missing for part of the first book. We find out what actually happened to her while she was on the island. Was she kidnapped? Or was she there of her own free will? We learn more about the mysterious Ric Salzana, who we met in book one.

For the Win (City Lights Book 3)

When blackjack turns to blackmail... 

Lindsey Todd is on fire...at the blackjack table. She can't lose. After perfecting a system that helps her win big at every hand, Vaughn Bruce learns her secret and blackmails her into entering a high roller blackjack tournament in the Bahamas. 

When Ric Salzana spots Lindsey Todd and the shady man who enters his casino, something doesn't add up. Once he realizes that Lindsey and Vaughn have been playing with counterfeit chips, Ric has the man arrested. But, Ric has other plans for Lindsey. Can he convince her to confess that she was cheating or will Lindsey beat him at his own game?


In the fourth book, Breaking Even, we follow Lindsey and Ric’s relationship between book one and book two. They are trying a distance romance between South Carolina and the Caribbean, but it’s not easy. Danger from an old enemy returns and when Ric steps up to protect Lindsey, he makes a choice that puts their relationship in jeopardy.

Breaking Even (City Lights Book 4)

Everyone wants to be a winner. 
Nobody wants to be a loser. 

But for Lindsey Todd, all she wants is to break even and get back to the real world, focusing on graduate school in South Carolina. However, with her heart still in Caribbean with the sexy Ric Salzana, Lindsey's mind is miles away. 

When Ric Salzana realizes that old enemies have resurfaced and that Lindsey is in danger, he'll do anything to save her--even if it means jeopardizing everything they've worked so hard to build. Can Ric keep Lindsey safe before all the cards start crumbing down or is their downfall just the bad luck of the draw?



The fifth book, due out early next year, picks up where Books 2 and 4 left off and concludes Lindsey and Ric’s story. Major settings include South Carolina, New York, and the Caribbean, including Venezuela. Book five resolves loose ends from book two and will wrap everything up with a grand finale.

The most difficult part of this series was telling Lindsey and Ric’s story. It spans the timeline of the first two books and finishes after the second book. In chronological order, the books are 1, 3, 4, 2 and 5, but they can also be read in numerical order without problems. I couldn’t really tell Lindsey’s story without telling the other stories first, so that’s how I ended up with a bizarre timeline. I think reading 3, 4 and 5 together lets Lindsey and Ric’s story build on its own, and that’s why I didn’t renumber them.


Lily Bishop was born in a small town near Athens, Georgia. She attended the University of Georgia and received a Bachelor's in English, and then enrolled in the MFA program in Creative Writing at Purdue University. After a year, she left the program and moved to Atlanta. Like a siren's call, Athens wanted her back, and she returned to Athens where she received her Master's in Public Administration. She now lives in the Upstate of South Carolina and works full-time as a database administrator for a university. She is married to her best friend, and they have two children. When she is not writing, she and her family are playing German or Euro-style board games. Lily writes contemporary romance and romantic suspense, and her goal is to blur the lines between romance, chick lit, and women's fiction. Her books are peppered with family members who make things complicated and couples who can't seem to find a way to be together. Lily writes with a Southern flair, but her characters find themselves in exotic locations and sometimes dangerous situations. She loves to interact with readers about her characters and stories.


Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Triptych by M.S. Spencer



Today's spotlight is on 
Triptych 
by M. S. Spencer

File Size: 2408 KB
Print Length: 212 pages
Publisher: I Heart Book Publishing, LLC
Publication Date: November 9, 2015

The Blurb:

Both Miranda Cabot and her sister Honor prefer their solitude to romance, Miranda having watched her husband die in flames on the Potomac River rocks called the Three Sisters. Not so the youngest, Sybil, who invites a mysterious Frenchman calling himself the Chevalier due bon Arnaque to stay with them in their mansion overlooking the Sisters. 

Misgivings about the stranger’s intentions lead Miranda and Honor to ask their neighbors Dieter Heiliger and his grandson Corey to chaperone. Three beautiful, strong-willed women living in a house with three handsome, virile men results inevitably in an intricate web of jealousy, sex, and intrigue. Add in long-lost master artworks, stolen prototypes and a resident genius and you have a recipe for romance. 

Who will end up with whom, and will the Three Sisters take another life as the legend calls for? 

***** 
This is a previously published work and the author, publisher and/or significant changes have been made from the original story.

Available now on Amazon:


Excerpt:

Miranda waited for the footsteps to die away and for her heart to stop vibrating like a Chinese gong. She couldn’t believe her luck. In a stroke of providential stupidity, Pongo had tied her hands in front of her. Considering his scintillating conversation, I should have expected no less. She bent from the waist until she could reach the rubber band with her lips and pull it off, reflecting that those endless crunches were useful for more than energetic sex. She untied the rope around her ankles and rubbed the raw skin while she looked around. They were in a small room about four feet square. Mops and pails were hung on the wall, and sponges and bottles lined the shelves.
Luc hadn’t moved. Please let him not be dead. A glimmer of light filtered in from the hall and Miranda shunted toward him. She managed to untie the rope on his feet, but couldn’t tear the duct tape wrapped tightly around his wrists. Still he didn’t move.
She brushed her lips over his. He stirred at last and opened his eyes—and just as quickly shut them again. “Ooph.”
“Oh, Luc, you’re alive!” She kissed him again. “Are you okay? What hurts?”
He smiled, but kept his eyes closed. “Besides everything else? I have a splitting headache. Where are we?”
“In a closet. In Crandall’s house. Luc, I think he’s insane.”
He chuckled. “Yeah I got that feeling too. One doesn’t cross Mr. Adolphus T. Crandall the Fourth.”
“What do we do now?”
“Give me a minute, will you, mon désir? I am not at my best just now.”
Miranda bit off the tart reply, telling herself they weren’t going anywhere anyway. She sat as patiently as possible, listening to his labored breathing and for any outside sounds.
It seemed only a minute later that she woke. A sunbeam crept in over the threshold. I must have slept, but for how long?
“My watch says almost nine. We’ve been asleep about five hours.”
Miranda jumped. “Luc!”
Shhh. Maybe they’ve forgotten about us.”
“No…” She lowered her voice. “I don’t think Crandall knows we’re here. The two thugs talked about letting us go when he went to bed. I wonder what happened.”
“Letting us go? Why?”
“I’m not sure, but they mentioned the ransom. Pongo said—”
Pongo?”
“I’m not responsible for his name,” she retorted crossly. “Anyway, he said something about not getting the money if we were dead.”
Hmm, I wonder. Considering the frenzied paroxysms of young Mr. Crandall last night, maybe there’s a rebellion brewing among the rank and file…”
Miranda put a warning hand on Luc’s arm. “Someone’s right outside.”
An unfamiliar voice spoke. “No, sir, I don’t think the storm caused it. I saw no evidence of a simple blown fuse. Someone tripped the alarm yesterday evening. Whoever did it was not a professional burglar.”
“What difference does that make?” came the high-pitched reply. Evidently Crandall had not yet slept. Or maybe he was always in a tizzy. “I don’t care how much it costs to fix—I want it repaired now.
“Well, that’s just it, sir. The intruder made a real hash of the wiring. It’ll take me a couple of hours to untangle it and replace the fuses.”
Miranda glared at Luc. “Can’t you do anything right?” she hissed.
He grinned at her. “Let me get this straight—you wanted me to do a professional job dismantling the alarm so it could be easily reset?”
She stuck out her tongue.
“Oh, very mature. Now, shush.”
They heard the repairman say, “Okay, I’ll get right on it then.” The voices faded away.
“They’re gone. Hopefully the coast is clear. Can you get this duct tape off me?” Miranda plucked at the tight plastic clinging to Luc’s arms. It came off in long strands, but held firm. “Use your teeth.”
“All right.” She managed to tear a section of the tape and pull the rest off.
He rubbed his wrists and touched a palm to her face. “Thanks. Can you stand?”
“I think so.”
Holding each other tightly and trying not to knock anything over, they hoisted themselves to their feet. Luc turned the knob. Miranda thanked the makers of closet doors everywhere for not bothering with inside locks. He stuck his head out. “I don’t see anyone.”

The door to the outside stood open. Luc grabbed Miranda’s hand and tiptoed toward it. They saw sunlight glinting on a white van parked in a cobblestone courtyard. Birds twittered in the pines and a train whistle blew in the distance. Miranda felt like Dorothy as she ran out of the woods toward the Emerald City. That is, until something smashed into her skull. Before she blacked out, she heard a nasty, scratchy voice, saying, “Going somewhere, my pretty?”

About the Author:

Although M. S. Spencer has lived in Chicago, Boston, New York, France, Morocco, Turkey, Egypt, and England, the last 30 years have been spent mostly in Washington, D.C. as a librarian, Congressional staff assistant, speechwriter, editor, birdwatcher, kayaker, policy wonk, non-profit director and "domestic engineer", aka parent. Once she escaped academia, she worked for the U.S. Senate, the U.S. Department of the Interior, in several library systems, both public and academic, and at the Torpedo Factory Art Center. She holds a BA from Vassar College, a Diploma in Arabic Studies from the American University in Cairo, and Masters in Anthropology and in Library Science from the University of Chicago. She divides her time between Maine and Florida. All of this tends to insinuate itself into her works.

Writing as M. S. Spencer, she has published eleven best-selling contemporary romantic suspense novels. Dear Philomena: Love Lust & Murder on Chincoteague Island and Triptych are currently available in ebook and print-on-demand. Coming soon: new editions of The Penhallow Train Incident and Mai Tais & Mayhem: Murder at Mote Marine.


You can find out more information about her and her work at the following places: 

Blog: http://msspencertalespinner.blogspot.com
Twitter:
http://www.twitter.com/mssellsworth
Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/#!/M.S.SpencerAuthor
Pinterest:
http://pinterest.com/msspencerauthor/

Friday, October 30, 2015

Of Love and Betrayal by Louise Lyndon


BLURB:
Aveline de Bondeville is on the run. Determined to keep out of the hands of the cruel Raimbaut de Blois she will do whatever it takes to stay alive. And so when she finds herself in the company of Troy de Gysborne she must quickly decide if she can trust him. But can she confess to murder knowing it would mean her certain death?

Troy de Gysborne did the unthinkable; he tore the bonds of brotherhood and left a path of destruction in his wake. And now Troy must face those he betrayed, including the father who long ago renounced him. But to confess to the crime he committed will cost him everything. Including Aveline. But can he remain silent if it means losing the woman he loves?



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EXCERPT:
Aveline’s scream burned her throat; she tasted blood. Eudes staggered forward, his eyes wide. He looked at her as he fell to his knees and then slumped forward. Bright red blood rushed from his wound and pooled on the ground. She looked at Raimbaut.

“This time you shall not escape.”

She picked up her skirts and ran headlong into the forest and did not slow her speed as branches slapped her in the face and tore at her arms. The ground beneath her feet was icy and uneven. She risked a glance over her shoulder and did not stop even though Raimbaut was nowhere to be seen. He may not have been behind her, but it did not mean he was not stalking her.

Sweat trickled down her face and burned her eyes. Her heart pumped, her lungs gasped for air. She came to a skidding stop and looked wildly around. Should she keep running straight, go left or right, or make her way back to Gysborne? She turned in a circle and shoved her hair from her eyes.

A twig snapped behind her. She stilled and held her breath. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a blur rush by. Was it an animal? Was it Raimbaut?

She ignored the pain in her chest and her sudden need to loosen her bladder. But she could not ignore her trembling. She clutched her arms to her chest. A sour taste flooded her mouth as she did not see how she would be lucky enough a second time to escape from Raimbaut.


A REVIEW:
Fast paced, heart pumping tale of dark emotions, a bit of humor, lots of danger, betrayal, and love. An absolute action packed story from the first to the last. The characters are engaging and interesting. A well written story with an exciting, intriguing and emotionally charged story. Fans of Historical Romance, dangerous situations, romance, forgiveness, healing and finding a HEA, will enjoy “Of Love & Betrayal”. I am thrilled to find a new Medieval historical romance author. I look forward to reading more of her spellbinding stories. A must read!
*Received for an honest review from the publisher*
Rating: 4.5
Heat rating: Mild
Reviewed by: AprilR, courtesy of My Book Addiction and More



AUTHOR BIO:
Louise grew up in country Victoria, Australia, before moving to England, where for sixteen years she soaked up the vibrancy of London and the medieval history of England. She has since returned to Australia and now lives in Melbourne.

In 2013, Louise won first prize in the historical romance category of the Crested Butte Sandy Writing Contest for her story, The Promise, which has since been retitled and is now known as, Of Love & Vengeance.

When not writing, Louise can be found covered in mud, crawling under barbed wire and hoisting herself over twelve foot walls!

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Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Asylum Harbor ~ by Isla Grey


“Still Waters Run Deep”

Publisher’s Info.
Publisher:  The Wild Rose Press
Title:  Asylum Harbor
Series Name:  The Salty Dog Series, Book One
SubGenre(s):  Contemporary, Suspense
Imprint:  Champagne
Length:  Rosebud
Rating:  Spicy (PG-13)
Page Count:  198
Word Count:  45,430

Welcome to my beach, Isla. We’re so glad to meet you. Grab a cold drink and have a seat.

Hi Sandra!  Thanks so much for letting me drop by today.  I love Life’s A Beach, so I’m really excited to be here.  I’ll have a sweet iced tea, please! J

I love the cover of your book. I’ve always said The Wild Rose Press has fantastic artists. How did you find your way into the Wild Rose Press garden?

I feel so fortunate to be part of this amazing team.  I had heard so many good things about The Wild Rose Press over the past few years, so when I felt “Asylum Harbor” was as good as I could get it, they were the first and only ones I sent it to.  I had an incredible editor who pushed me to make the story better and, I think, in the long run, a better writer.  The cover artists are wonderful and my fellow “Roses” have been supportive as well.


I’m sure everyone is curious about you. One thing we always like to know – what is your writing space like? Do you have a home office, travel around the house with your laptop, or spend time in public places?


Oh my goodness!  I have a desk that’s cluttered with pens, candy wrappers and an assortment of colored paper clips, that I never sit down to write at.  (Daryl, our cat, uses the desk chair as a place to take his afternoon nap.)  My laptop usually follows me into the living room or on the front porch but doesn’t venture out the house much.  The first draft of the stories I write are handwritten so the notebook I use stays with me when I’m out and about.  You never know when you’re going to have a free moment.  A lot of “Asylum Harbor” was written in my car while waiting in the carpool lane at my daughter’s school.  I’d get there an hour early to beat traffic and to write.

What are the favorite tools of your trade? Do you prefer a desktop, laptop, or pen and paper?

I’m a hoarder of pens, paper, post-it notes, you name it.  I know I don’t need to buy anymore, but I’m compelled to at least look down the aisles when I go to the store.  But give me a pad of paper and a pencil and we’re good to go.

Do you have anything special close by; music, a pet, a lucky charm?

I’m obsessed with music but I can’t have it playing when I’m writing—the quieter the better or I’ll get distracted.  Pets are a completely different story.  We have three cats:  Tori, Daryl and Loki.  Loki is the one who likes to curl up on my lap when I’m working while Daryl likes to get behind the laptop and watch what I’m doing.  Since Tori is the oldest, and the self-proclaimed Queen Bee, she tries to sit on the laptop while I’m typing.

Let’s have a look at your blub ~

Trouble is the last thing Devon Brown needs when she leaves the painful memories of her past behind and heads to Shell Island.  As the Salty Dog’s new bartender, she finds herself drawn to Kerr, the Shell Island harbormaster.  But finding her happily-ever-after is difficult when dealing with an obnoxious bootlegger who supplies the bar with illegal liquor and a jealous coworker.
A standoffish loner with damaged emotions, Kerr avoids relationships like the plague.  Things change when Devon catches his eye.  As a simple flirtation grows serious, the coworker and bootlegger quickly become obstacles to any future Kerr and Devon may have together.  As the situation worsens, Devon realizes that even the still waters of Asylum Harbor are no refuge during a storm.

It sounds like your hero and heroine both have an intriguing past. What three words would you use to describe Devon?

Independent
Strong-willed
Loyal

Now, give us three words for Kerr.

Stubborn
Reclusive
Protective

What were their first impressions of each other?


They are pretty dismissive of each other.  Devon and Kerr meet briefly on the ferry headed to Shell Island.  She’s already uncomfortable being on the open water so when she bumps into him and he’s rude to her, she’s hoping she doesn’t have to deal with him again.  He’s thinking she’s just another out of place visitor to the island.


I think we sound take a peek at an excerpt ~

“You already got dibs on this one Kerr?”
Porter shot an evil glare at the opposite end of the bar and looked back toward her.  “I’ll see you tonight.”  He flicked his tongue.  “After work.”  He raised his glass in a mock toast and chugged it in one gulp.
            The lights dimmed for Victoria’s dance of the night.  Devon watched Kerr, who was usually headed for the exit by now, and breathed a sigh of relief when he remained glued to his seat with his back to the stage.  He wasn’t staying for Victoria’s peep show.  There must have been something about this Porter character that got under his skin in a bad way.
            Devon was eager for the quick break.  She hustled to the back as the chords to “Simply Irresistible” began to pelt over the speakers and ran some cold water over her forearm.  A red welt was beginning to show where Porter had held onto it.  She hoped he would be gone by the time she got back.
            Making it out before mid-song, Devon rounded the bar when someone snagged her wrist and thrust her hard against the bar, knocking the wind out of her.  She could smell Porter’s alcohol-laced breath as his weight pinned her under him.  One of his grubby hands shot under her shirt while the other wrestled with the button on her pants.  “Let’s give them a real show.”
            She struggled to reach the Equalizer, but it remained hidden, out of her grasp.  Devon hoisted her knee toward his crotch, but Porter lost his balance and fell backward before she could make contact.
            Kerr towered over him.  “Get your hands off her.”



It sounds like the Salty Dog is a pretty rough place. Sense the series is named after it; I assume it will be a regular watering hole for your readers. Perhaps you should prepare us by telling us a little about it and how the idea for the place came to you.

Ha, ha!  Not that I frequent seedy bars, but the Salty Dog—the way it’s described—is a mix of a couple of places and believe it or not, both are family restaurants.  (There is a stage in one restaurant, but, I promise, no stripper pole.)  The Salty Dog is the only bar on Shell Island.  It’s a place where the locals can get a drink, get a little rowdy and the waitresses provide live entertainment.  So, as long as we keep visiting Shell Island, the Salty Dog will be there.
I first came up with the idea of the story while on a trip to Shell Island.  The island does exist, but it’s uninhabited.  Visitors make trips there during low tide to collect sand dollars.  I knew right off that Devon was going to be a bartender and could picture this bar in the middle of nowhere.  The hardest part was the title.  It was the last thing I came up with after the book was completely finished.

And now that we know Asylum Harbor is the first book of a series, can you give us a hint about how many stories you expect the series to be?

Right now, “Asylum Harbor” is the first book of three.  I’m working on the second one with the idea for the third.  I have titles for both of them so I’m already a step ahead.  There could be a fourth with one of the other characters in the forefront.

Will we meet the characters for the next book in Asylum Harbor? And, will Devon and Kerr show up in book two?

Devon and Kerr will be back in the second book along with the others.  I really love these two so I’m not ready to let them go yet.  There’s still plenty of havoc to cause. J

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Isla Grey is from Central Virginia and still lives in the same small town she grew up in. She developed a love of writing at an early age and over the years has tried her hand at penning poetry (some good, some not so good), screenwriting, newspaper articles and historical stories. She’s “old school” when it comes to writing and is a hoarder of more pens, post-it notes and writing journals than she’ll ever need. Isla likes to write different types of stories from romance to mystery and anything in between and loves a “happy for now but there could be some bad things coming” feel. When Isla’s not writing, she spends her time being called “Mom, Mama, Mommy” (well, you get the picture) by her daughter who is forever active, even in her sleep. She considers herself an unofficial “cat whisperer” and is a pet human to a plethora of cats that have taken up residence at her home over the years. Isla also enjoys reading a good biography or ghost story, traveling even though “there’s no place like home”, good music played loud and walking.
Isla loves movies and is the movie mistakes editor at Bellaonline.com where she talks about…well…movies.
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Thanks so much for joining us on the beach today, Isla. Asylum Harbor sounds like a great the-kids-are-back-to-school book. Good luck with it and the stories to follow.

Thank you so much for letting me visit the beach today!  I’ve had a great time and hope everyone enjoys “Asylum Harbor”.

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