Welcome to Rachel Brimble w/ #RomanticSuspense ‘If I Want You’ @RachelBrimble @GoddessFish

Today we have author Rachel Brimble visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Rachel lives with her husband and two teenage daughters in a small town near Bath in the UK. After having several novels published by small US presses, she secured agent representation in 2011. Since 2013, she has had seven books published by Harlequin Superromance (Templeton Cove Stories) and an eighth coming in Feb 2018. She also has four Victorian romances with eKensington/Lyrical Press.
* Rachel is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association and Romance Writers of America, and was selected to mentor the Superromance finalist of So You Think You Can Write 2014 contest. When she isn’t writing, you’ll find Rachel with her head in a book or walking the beautiful English countryside with her family. Her dream place to live is Bourton-on-the-Water in South West England.
* She likes nothing more than connecting and chatting with her readers and fellow romance writers. Rachel would love to hear from you!

Today Rachel Brimble will be talking about the best writing advice she ever received and how it helped her.
“Give yourself permission to write a ‘crappy’ first draft…” Julie Cohen
* This was it! This single line of advice changed my career and output in one glorious blow. I was at a resident writing course and the tutor (and fabulous women’s fiction author!), Julie Cohen said this to her avid students and the lightbulb didn’t just go off in my head, it darn near exploded!
* By nature, I am a worrier of ridiculous proportions – added to the often introvert nature of most writers, and I was struggling to move forward with my work. Instead, I was constantly battling the continuing self-doubt that the writing was good enough…that I was good enough.
* I think I received this advice in 2010 and since then I’ve heard it been given many times in one form or another. So, what does it really mean and how did it help me?
* Well, it’s not exactly encouraging you to write a ‘crappy’ first draft – what it is encouraging is freedom. Liberty to write how you want, what you want, and go with the characters action/reactions/wants/desires. Once I started writing this way and finally destroyed that pesky internal editor once and for all, not only did I fall in love with writing again, but my output quadrupled overnight.
* That first draft is still my favourite place to be – I am a plotter, I make character sketches, chapter plans and even write a synopsis before I start the actual writing. However, once I start, I really start. Bells, whistles, foghorns, you name it, everything pours out of me in that first draft and if things turn away from my plan, I run with it. After all, my characters know themselves better than I do!
* So, several weeks later I’m done. The first draft is in the bag. THE END is written.
* What next?
* The hard part, of course! Did I say writing was easy? Did I say the ‘crappy’ first draft means you’ll never sweat, cry or bleed again? Nope. Writing is hard, will always be hard and there’s no shortcut to getting it right, BUT this is a great way to produce a finished book, to get to that all-important end so you have pages and pages of good (and not so good) material to edit, tweak and change.
* It’s a process – one that I absolutely love and, God willing, I won’t have to do anything for a living ever again.
* Happy writing!
* Rachel x

A look into…

~ Blurb ~

* When local journalist, Tori Peterson, fails to prevent a child abduction outside her niece’s school, her horror and guilt sparks a vow to do whatever it takes to get little Abby Brady home to her parents.
* While Tori battles the vile memories of her own kidnapping as a child, she accepts the help of widowed father, Mark Bolton. As he and Tori join forces with the local police, their attraction and intimacy grows…along with their fears for Abby.
* Links are uncovered between Abby’s disappearance and Tori’s kidnapping, and Tori is forced to accept the monster who held her captive is back. But this time, Tori is all grown up, and there is no way she will let him hurt another little girl.

~ Excerpt ~

* Sensing her discomfort, he stopped and leaned against the bureau. God, did he frighten her? Surely not, or she wouldn’t be here. Or did she sense his attraction toward her and would do all she could to deflect it? He didn’t doubt for one minute his eyes gave away his appreciation whenever he looked at her.
* He lifted the can to his lips. “So, what have you been thinking about?”
* She tapped a peach-painted nail on the bureau. “This.”
* “The bureau?”
* “Principal White’s bureau.”
* He frowned. “How did you know it was hers?”
* “She mentioned you were working on a bureau for her when I was in the school office. I assumed this is it.”
* “It is.”
* “Good, because that makes it all the easier for me to give you your first assignment.”
* “You want me to talk to her.”
* She smiled, took a few tentative steps closer to him. “Got it in one, Watson.”
* He smiled, pleased to see genuine mischief shining in her eyes. “I’m Watson?”
* “Yep.”
* “So that makes you Holmes. Not sure I like being anyone’s sidekick.”
* Another couple of steps closer until no more than a couple of feet separated them. She met his eyes and his heart kicked. Her V-neck shirt was just the right side of professional. Yet, the way it revealed her collarbones and hugged her full breasts made him want to reach out and pull her into his arms, kiss her, taste her…
* “You’re staring, Watson.”
* He blinked and snapped his gaze from her breasts, rare heat hitting his face. “Sorry. You look nice.”
* “Thanks.” She raised her eyebrows and nodded toward his chest. “So do you.”
* He smiled. “Why don’t we go inside? It’s way too hot out here.”

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Thank you for joining us here today, Rachel Brimble! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

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Welcome to Jennifer Macaire w/ #TimeTravel #book ‘Son of the Moon’ @jennifermacaire @GoddessFish

Today we have author Jennifer Macaire visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Jennifer Macaire lives in France with her husband, three children, & various dogs & horses. She loves cooking, eating French chocolate, growing herbs and flowering plants on her balcony, and playing golf. She grew up in upstate New York, Samoa, and the Virgin Islands. She graduated from St. Peter and Paul high school in St. Thomas and moved to NYC where she modeled for five years for Elite. She went to France and met her husband at the polo club. All that is true. But she mostly likes to make up stories.

A look into…

~ Blurb ~

* In Nysa, Alexander the Great and time traveling journalist Ashley find their abducted son Paul being worshiped as “”the son of the moon””. Knowing she can’t change history and that Alexander’s kingdom will be torn apart when he dies, Ashley must make the terrible decision to leave her firstborn son in the sacred valley.
* Alexander presses on to India, where he and Ashley are welcomed with feasts – and treachery. They struggle through monsoons, face the might of Porus’s army, and outwit deadly Brahmin rebels. Facing the reality of Alexander’s looming death, Ashley considers the unthinkable – How to save him, and the consequences of cheating the Fates. Book III in the Time for Alexander series.

~ Excerpt ~

* Alexander opened his eyes very wide. “Me? Me? I did that? You weren’t even there. Do you want to know what you can do with me?” He leered. “Tell me some more stories about sex-mad queens and priestesses. They sound quite entertaining, but wait until we’re alone. I don’t want to miss a word you say.”
* I narrowed my eyes. “If I find out that that you…”
* “If I what?” he asked cheerfully.
* I didn’t answer. I was looking over his shoulder at a figure in the distance. He must have seen the look on my face because he whirled around. For a moment he didn’t move. Then he dug his heels into Bucephalus’s sides, and, with a wild whoop, galloped madly down the dusty road leaving me staring after him with a bemused expression.
* Chiron wriggled on my back and started to whine. I dropped my reins and unhooked the backpack, pulling him around to my chest. Holding the baby on front of me, I said to him, “There goes my husband, rushing to greet his best friend whom he hasn’t seen in over three months – his best friend who just happens to be your daddy.”
* I spoke in English. I didn’t think anyone else would quite understand the complexities of the situation, which I’d already edited for Chiron’s ears. The soldiers around me thought I said blessings. Chiron waved and gurgled happily at my breast. All he was interested in was milk. I could never understand why Chiron seemed to be the only human being who didn’t mind Alexander’s singing. It made most babies turn purple and scream. At first I was worried that he was deaf, but then I realized Chiron was just a little oddball. He would probably turn into one of those weird kids who love broccoli and algebra.
* The sun shined, the flags flapped merrily, the soldiers sang, and the Indus River, huge, brown, and deceptively sluggish, flowed like caramel by our sides.
* We were in India!

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Thank you for joining us here today, Jennifer Macaire! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

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Welcome to Candace Shaw w/ #AfricanAmerican #Romance ‘When I Fell For You’ @Candace_Shaw @GoddessFish

Today we have author Candace Shaw visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Candace Shaw writes romance novels because she believes that happily-ever-after isn’t found only in fairy tales. When she’s not writing or researching information for a book, you can find Candace in her gardens, shopping, reading or learning how to cook a new dish.
* She lives in Atlanta, Georgia with her loving husband and is currently working on her next fun, flirty and sexy romance.

A look into…

~ Blurb ~

* Has a wedding planner with a commitment phobia finally found the man to make her fall head over heels in love?
* Reagan Richardson loves planning extravagant, classy weddings as the head planner of Precious Moments Events. Though the notion of walking down the aisle has never entered her mind … considering none of her boyfriends have ever lasted long enough thanks to her. However, meeting Dr. Blake Harrison changes all of that in a glance and she finds herself in uncharted territory.
* Blake knows all about Reagan’s fear of commitment but that doesn’t stop him from pursuing the ravishing beauty. Breaking down the wall guarding her heart isn’t as easy as he thought but being with Reagan has stirred emotions in him that no other woman ever has. Can he convince her that history isn’t going to repeat itself this time around?

~ Excerpt ~

* “I don’t get a hug good-bye?” Blake whispered, drawing her closer until she was engulfed in his embrace like a caterpillar in a cocoon.
* His erotic scent filled the atmosphere, causing her heart to clench with anticipation of what she sensed was going to happen next. It was inevitable, especially when her lips parted on their own, betraying any thoughts of reminding herself that she wouldn’t kiss him on the first date … well, outing. Wrapping her arms around his back, she stared up at him as a shiver prickled her skin. “Of course you can have a hug.”
* “And a kiss.”
* It was a statement not a question and while she didn’t answer verbally, the heavy rise and fall of her breasts against his chest pretty much solidified it. The hardness and nearness of him scalded deep into her body. Though they weren’t naked, she could feel his rigid, bare muscles on her skin. A rush of desire sprinted wildly through Reagan’s veins when he gently brushed his lips on hers. Her eyes immediately shut as Blake yanked him to her even more, and she didn’t think that was possible. Their bodies were already meshed together like magnets that couldn’t be pried apart. The sensual kiss deepened as he stumbled them onto the driver door of the car. A moan of pleasure erupted during the slow wind of their tongues. It was a mixture of an unhurried yet fervent first kiss that she didn’t want to end.

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Thank you for joining us here today, Candace Shaw! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

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