1.Tell us a little bit about you and your work.
I live with my husband and teeny tiny dog, Roxy, in the
beautiful Okanagan valley, in British Columbia.
I'm an empty-nest mom with two precious little grandsons. My first book, Show No Weakness, was released
in June by Secret Cravings Publishing. I
work part-time which gives me plenty of opportunity to pursue my writing. When I'm not dreaming up stories in my head
or planning my next great travel adventure, I enjoy hiking, biking, boating and
photography.
2.Congratulations on your first release. It's exciting, isn't it? Where do you go when you write?
I work in my upstairs office on an old laptop that gets a
little cranky when I try to use the internet, which helps keep me focused on my
writing and off the social media sites.
3.LOL. It's easy to get distracted. What is your favorite genre? Have you tried to write
in others?
Contemporary romance is the only genre I write because I
enjoy tormenting my characters until they get their happy-ever-after, but I
love to read every genre. Mystery and
suspense are a couple of favorites, but unfortunately I don't have the
deviously clever mind necessary for writing it.
4.Describe your hero and heroine in your latest release.
My hero, Cole Dennison, is an RCMP Corporal. Years after his daughter's death, he's still
overwhelmed by feelings of grief and guilt, and the only way he can deal with
these emotions is by hiding from them.
My heroine, Joely Sinclair, is a single mom and a social worker. She's a compassionate and outgoing person, and
she falls hard for Cole. Her transparent
personality doesn't mesh well with his carefully guarded one, which causes
plenty of struggles as she uses the power of her love to try and heal him.
5.I love the sound of that. What are you reading right now?
The Summer of Living Dangerously by Julie Cohen
6.Would you share your links with us?
My social media links:
My buy links:
Secret Cravings: http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=4&products_id=354&zenid=aad0292ec9fe9522115b9f4f57b6cfe8
My Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B008H5HTV8/ref=tsm_1_fb_lk
7.We’d love to read an excerpt.
Cole twisted the cap off the beer bottle and tossed it at
the small garbage can by the back door. It balanced on the edge for a moment,
teetered and fell to the deck. Damn, that
should’ve been a sure shot. Thinking he must be losing his touch, he
debated hauling his carcass out of the hot tub to try again. It ended up being
a short debate. It was only a beer cap after all, and what did it matter if he
made the basket or not?
He tilted the bottle back and chugged a long
swallow of ice-cold beer, and another one, then eased back in the water. He
felt great. Totally relaxed.
He straightened back up and balefully eyed the beer
bottle. Who the hell was he trying to kid? He felt restless and edgy. And he
could pinpoint the exact moment it all started. That fateful day when he’d
looked up from his paperwork and saw Joely Sinclair standing beside his desk.
His hottest dream and worst nightmare all rolled into one tempting little
package. Relaxed? He didn’t know the meaning of the word since she walked into
his life.
Drawing hard on the beer bottle, he emptied most of it in
one long pull. He set the bottle aside and smiled, even though nothing was
remotely funny. His grin quickly faded.
For the better part of two weeks he’d tried to forget Joely
Sinclair existed, but the encounters with her in the last couple of days proved
he’d only been fooling himself. He had it real bad for the lovely Miss Sugar
and Spice, and she was one huge distraction he didn’t need. Didn’t want.
Correct that, he wanted her all right. He just didn’t want to want her,
and it made him jumpy, this combination of wanting to be near her and wanting
to be rid of her.
Hard to believe someone who looked like her could have a
teenaged son. A teenaged son headed for delinquency if he didn’t shape up. But
as long as the boy didn’t end up back in police custody, he wasn’t Cole’s
concern. When he’d tried to warn Joely about her son’s choice of friends, she’d
jumped on him with both feet. Who needed the hassle?
With his mood rapidly turning sour, he drained the last of
the beer and deliberately turned his mind away from thoughts of Joely Sinclair
and her son. He should get out of this hot tub and spend an hour or so
unpacking. After a month in this house you’d think he’d be good and tired of
looking at boxes stacked a mile high in the dining room.
He slouched low in the water, letting it lap over his chin
and around his ears. On second thought, those boxes could stay right where they
were. They contained nothing but memories. Memories best kept forever sealed
away in cardboard.
Wonderful excerpt, Joyce. I know your book will be a great success. Readers, don't wait to get it. It sounds just great.
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