1. How did you start writing erotic romance?
I wrote my first erotic romance about ten years ago, using a few BDSM elements. This was of course back before BDSM became 'the' thing. The story had loads of plot holes and was of course rejected by half a dozen publishers.
2. Plotter or pantster?
I don't plot. I write the story my characters give me. Nine times out of ten I have no idea where a novel is going or going to end.
3. What are three things you have on your writing desk?
I have a vanilla lavender candle I burn while writing for the scent and the peace images it evokes. I have my wonderful nine year old hard working computer. And I have an angel pin engraved 'You are Loved' that my late sister gave me. I like to think that angel is my muse, although often my muse is more devil than angel.
4. Favorite food?
Chocolate is a food group, right? It should be anyway. I'm a bread and pasta person. I never met a bread I didn't like. recently I discovered roasted beets.
5. Tell us a little about your new release. What character in the book really spoke to you?
Stuck on You is a continuation of the couple I introduced readers to in Wedding Belle Blues. Anna and Robin are now settled into married life and have twins. Life seems perfect until two major events occur which will change their lives forever.
6. I write because ____...
…it's in my soul, my heart, and my brain to tell the stories my characters need to have told.
7. What is your favorite type of character to write about?
Characters who grow and change are my favorites. I think that's the purpose of life. We all need to learn the lessons life gives us to become the people we always wanted to be. It's not an easy journey, but so worth it.
8. What is the sexiest scene you ever wrote?
In an upcoming book (Book 5 of the Weddings by C & C), the heroine walks in on the hero while he's a 'fish out of water' situation. This self confident man is literally reduced to helpless frustration so she sees a totally different side of him. It excites her and she seduces him against a glass French door in the kitchen.
9. What advice would you give new authors in the erotica/romance field?
Write every day. Quit complaining and finding excuses and write ever day. Realize if you want to be taken seriously as a writer you have to first take yourself seriously. Writing for publication is a business. There's no room for sulking and excuses. Just do it.
10. What is next on your writerly horizon?
I just submitted book 5 of the Weddings series to my editor. I'm self editing book 6 and 7 and hope to have both to my long suffering editor by Easter. Then perhaps a paranormal which has been simmering in my brain needs a bit of attention.
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Mia Epsilon lives with her ever patient and tolerant soul mate hubby in the gorgeous Blue Ridge Appalachian Mountains of North Carolina, USA. She's an avid reader of almost anything but particularly romance with too many favorite authors to name. Mia is a huge Doctor Who fan and adores the new Doctor with his Scottish accent. She also happily suffers a chocolate addiction which causes her to visit her favorite chocolate store, The Chocolate Fetish an abnormally high number of times.
Mia can most often be found at her computer spinning new tales or in a quiet padded nook (a nook, she swears, not a padded room) with her e reader engrossed in a new story. She's currently hard at work on her series 'Weddings by C & C' and trying to build its reputation from 'just another wedding story' to 'OMG you have GOT to read this book!' She appreciates all reader input and comments on her Face Book, Twitter, Amazon and Good Reads pages. Her released titles include: 'Wedding Belle Blues', 'Take a Chance on Me', 'When You Believe', 'That Night', 'Stuck on You' along with a short story in The Wonderland Tales 'Leave Your Hat On'.
Once you marry True Love, then what?
Robin and Anna are back. The wedding is over, they are happily married, and living in Anna's beloved hometown. Plus they have the blessed new challenge of twins. Sure, each has annoying bad habits, they're seriously sleep deprived, and a few cracks have appeared in their unblemished marriage. After all, this is the real world not a fairy tale. Yet nothing will destroy this idiotic existence.
Then Robin is offered the promotion of his career. It's perfect except it means a big move away from their family, friends, and home. Anna balks at uprooting their small family. Robin balks at refusing a job he's long worked to achieve. With neither willing to bulge on the issue, the first major fight of their marriage shakes it to its foundations.
Then a tragic accident changes everything. Can this couple find their way back to each other and stay Stuck on You?
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The smell of chili filled the air and eased his irritation. Mmm, he did love that slow cooker homemade stuff Anna made. Had she created the old family recipe of cornbread as well? Robin sniffed the air with a growing sense of hope and anticipation but smelled only tomatoes and peppers. "Anna?"
Robby's wails increased in volume. Funny, I know exactly which twin it is. Robin gave a small chuckle as the father love surged through him and replaced the irritation. He dropped his bag and the application folder to the oak kitchen table and rushed toward the den. Robby lay on his back on a fluffy blanket on the floor. His little face had turned deep red from his cries. His arms and legs pumped the air with fury clad in small jeans and T-shirt proclaiming, "If You Think I'm Cute You Should See My Twin". River lay nearby on her tummy, similarly clad but calm. Her small hand grasped a corner of the blanket and tugged as if she wanted to pull it over her head and drown out her brother. Her face lifted to stare at him as he ran into the room. Robin would have sworn she rolled her eyes as if to say, Yeah, it's him again. Can you please make him stop? He's disturbing my peace.
"Anna?" Robin gathered Robby up into his arms and patted River's tiny back. "Shh, it's all right. Daddy's here." Okay Robby desperately needed a change. Whew, the smell! As his arm slipped around to hold his son more securely Robin felt the wetness from a soaking diaper seep into his shirt. Robby hiccupped and continued to sob. His small body shuddered as if he'd been crying so long he couldn't cease. Robin felt an identical wetness as his hand drifted lower on River and the dark stain beneath her body.
"Anna!" Icy cold fingers of rising panic trailed up and down Robin's spine. Something wasn't right. Anna would never, ever leave the twins soaked or alone for so long. She jumped to respond to their needs the minute one of them uttered a distressed sound. Robin continued to try to soothe his son as his gaze searched the room for some sign of what might be happening. The phone lay on the table beside the twins. Piles of laundry were stacked in neat rows on the sofa. A half empty bottle of water sat on the floor. Nothing unusual or out of the ordinary.
Except Anna wasn't there. She hadn't answered the phone. Plus the twins, her pride and joy, had been left without her care. "Anna!"
Where was she? His heart nearly burst from his chest. His skin chilled. Panting breath ripped at his lungs and throat. He jerked to his feet and startled Robby who began to cry in earnest again. "Anna!"
"Anna!" Robby continued to wail though thankfully River had stopped and now gazed at him with an expression of patient tolerance. Heart pounding like the fastest speed on his motorcycle, Robin tried to remain composed for the sake of the twins. He climbed the stairs to the bedrooms, each lift of his foot like trudging through thick, dragging mud. He murmured a soothing sound to Robby as his screams echoed off the walls and mirrored Robin's own ever rising fear twisting his stomach and souring his throat. "Anna?"
At the top of the stairs, his gaze darted around the small space. His heart, his breath, his mind simply halted as his whole body shook.