Today we have author Tawny Weber visiting. Welcome!
What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* New York Times and USA TODAY Bestselling author of more than forty books, Tawny Weber loves writing about sexy heroes, most notably her popular Navy SEALs series. Her sassy, emotional romances are filled with men dedicated to being the best—and women determined to have the best. Tawny credits her ex-military alpha husband for inspiration in her writing, and in her life. The recipient of numerous writing accolades, including Romantic Times Reviewers Choice and in addition to the NY Times and USA Today bestseller lists, Tawny has also hit the number one spot on Amazon and Barnes & Noble.
* A homeschooling mom, Tawny enjoys scrapbooking, gardening and spending time with her family and dogs in her Northern California home.
* You can find Tawny on Facebook, Twitter or Pinterest.
Today we have an interview with Tawny Weber!
What is your favorite ice cream flavor?
* Ben & Jerry’s Toffee Bar Crunch is my absolute favorite, which is why we rarely have it in the house.
Which mythological creature are you most like?
* Ohh, that’s a great question. I wish I was like a dragon. I really do. There is so much intensity and power there. I don’t know which character I actually am like, but will go with a dragon as my goal. One day, I’ll breathe fire!
First book you remember making an indelible impression on you.
* Little Women. It’s the first book I remember hooking me so tight that I had to re-read it over and over. I read it until the binding broke, then I taped it together with electrical tape (all I had on hand). Little Women tugged at so many emotions and to this day makes me sigh and smile.
How do you develop your plot and characters?
* I usually start with a ‘what if’ type question that builds the plot. ‘What if a SEAL mission leaves one man dead. But what if he isn’t’ is the foundation of CALL TO HONOR and the Team Poseidon series. From that, the characters grow. The characters are more complex for me to develop. I usually start with a general idea of their challenge or the type of issues the plot will bring to light (if I discover the plot first, as I did with the Team Poseidon stories) and then layer from there. I always start a book thinking I know who my characters are, but it takes writing those first few chapters over and over and over until I feel that I know my characters. Its in the process of writing them that I discover their personality, their voice and their fears and issues. Once I have an handle on that, the rest of the story generally flies pretty quickly because for me, characters drive everything.
Describe your writing space.
* I’m in the middle of renovating my office since we’re pulling up carpet to put in hardwood floors through the entire house. So my office is that place I visit for maybe an hour or so each day to backup my cloud drive, do any graphic work and imagine what it’ll be like to work in here after everything is put back where I can find it LOL. Because of the renovations, my current writing space is the comfiest chair in the house, next to the fireplace where I craft my stories on my iPad Pro while cuddled up next to the dogs.
A look into…
~ Blurb ~
* “No man left behind” is inscribed in the DNA of every SEAL and Lieutenant Diego Torres is no exception. But with a team member killed—and the body missing— Diego’s honor is sorely tested. Now his career and reputation are on the line, and a traitor is hiding among them. Diego wants answers…and only one woman has them.
* Single mom Harper Maclean has two priorities—raising her son Nathan and starting a new life. Her mysterious new neighbor may be impossibly charming, but Diego asks too many questions about her past—and about the father of her child. Questions she fears will reveal her burning attraction for Diego, and ultimately put them all in danger’s path.
~ Excerpt ~
* Harper’s frown intensified. All of this dating and sex talk was stupid. All it did was stir up thoughts of Brandon, bad memories and hurt feelings. And like anything to do with Brandon Ramsey, the second one thought occurred, a million followed. He was the poster boy for taking a mile when an inch was all she’d offered.
* No more, she ordered herself. He wasn’t a part of her now, and her past was over.
* “Registered letter for one Mr. Nathan Ramsey, care of Harper Maclean,” Andi said, coming back waving a large envelope. “Who’d get his name wrong?”
* The bowl of cleaned berries suddenly shaking in her hands, Harper set it on the bar with care and stared. Her chest hurt. She couldn’t think for the buzzing in her ears.
* Harper’s heart raced so fast, it tripped over itself. How was that possible? Why would Brandon contact Nathan? As far as he knew, she’d followed his instructions to end the pregnancy. How did he know she’d had the baby? How did he know Nathan’s name? Had he always known?
* The air locked in Harper’s chest, vicious and tight, cutting off her breath, sending shards of pain knifing through her.
* Why was he contacting her? Contacting Nathan? Was he going to try to get custody?
* Or had his parents gotten wind of unaccounted Ramsey DNA and tracked down their heir apparent?
* Harper looked toward the stairs with a desperate gaze. She should get Nathan. They should go. Now.
* As soon as she thought that, Harper squared her shoulders.
* To hell with that. Nathan was her son. This was her home. She’d be damned if Brandon or his rich parents were going to screw with either.
* Still, her hand trembled so much as she took the letter that she dropped it onto the marble countertop as if it were on fire.
* “Harper,” Andi moaned. “You’re killing me. Open. Open. Open.”
* Knowing Andi would keep it up until she did, she huffed out a hot breath. Sliding her thumbnail under the flap, Harper reluctantly tugged the paper out.
* She noted the official-looking insignia and the fancy lettering denoting it to be from Admiral H. M. Cree, Special Ops commander.
* Her brow creased as she read.
* The room narrowed, and all the air disappeared. The words spun into a swirling blur of black on white. She needed to sit down. But she managed only a single step before her legs gave out and she sank to the floor, the letter clutched in her hands.
* “What is it?” Instead of pulling her back up, Andi dropped down next to her, gathering Harper into her arms. She tried to read the paper, but Harper couldn’t let it go. “Sweetie, what does it say?”
* “He’s dead,” Harper murmured, her voice sounding as if it were coming from the other end of a long tunnel. “Brandon is dead.”
Thank you for joining us here today, Tawny Weber! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.
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