Hey everyone. Thank you for having me here today. I'm very excited to get the word out about my latest release – More Than He Expected.
My fears fall solidly in the irrational category for the most part. I read Stephen King far too young, so I have a basic fear of clowns and storm drains. In the clown category, you can add dolls that talk or have googly-eyes, puppets and marionettes. Nope. Don't do them. I'm probably the only kid that broke out into hysterics during the goat puppet scene in the Sound of Music. Googly-eyed marionette! "Yo-da-lay-hee-hoo." Ugh.
I have two other fears that I feel are rational, but most folks would disagree. The first is squid. The fear developed in my freshman zoology lab where we dissected one and I discovered it had a large, parrot-like beak. And that those 'suction cups' are actually lined with little teeth that sink into the skin of its prey and hold it in place. Squid are aggressive, mean, and are thought to grow more than 20 feet long. I had a panic attack in the Smithsonian Natural History Museum when I ran across their preserved juvenile squid that ran along an entire corridor. No thank you. My answer to this issue, of course, is to stay out of the ocean. That has worked well for me so far, aside from mean friends sending me squid videos, squid pictures and threatening me with squid toys.
My other fear is harder to avoid. Flying. I really hate to fly. I do it 3-4 times a year without fail, but I don't like it. The slightest turbulence gets me saying the Our Father. If we actually hit an air pocket, I'm screaming. It's really embarrassing. I try to read, put in headphones, try to focus on anything but the fact that I'm zooming through the air in a tin can at 30,000 feet.
In my debut, What Lies Beneath, my heroine faces one of my fears. No, not squid - a plane crash. That was so hard to write. I cut off the scene early for my own self-preservation. Personally, I just couldn't write the emotional and mental upheaval of a person facing death like that. Since squid are a little hard to work into a book, in More Than He Expected, I played on my character's fears instead — Alex is a dedicated playboy with no interest in ever starting a family. So of course, I confront him with a pregnant ex-lover and his world turns upside down.
What are your fears? Irrational or otherwise? I find I'm usually not alone in the clown/puppet camp.
The Exception to the Rule
Playboy Alex Stanton likes his relationships short and without strings. But his fiery fling with Gwen Wright left him craving more. So when a holiday weekend getaway provides an opportunity for another taste of the tantalizing woman, he grabs it. Only, things have changed since their last encounter….
Besides being noticeably pregnant, Gwen insists she’s sworn off men. As if the challenge weren’t tempting enough, Gwen’s enticing new curves have made the sexy spitfire even more appealing. But how can the footloose bachelor hang on to his heart when he can’t stop longing for the soon-to-be mama?