This is the final set of links to some of the interviews I did while on Visual Effects’ virtual book tour last month.
I wrote an article for Lisabet’s post, rather than doing an interview. It talks about why my dream to write got put in the trunk and what happened when I finally took it out.
I hope you’ve enjoyed learning more about me, my writing process and, of course, Visual Effects.
Another Monday means another opportunity for me to share a couple of links to some of the interviews I did while on Visual Effects’ virtual book tour last month. I hope you’ll enjoy learning more about me, my writing process and, of course, Visual Effects.
As promised, I’m sharing a couple more links to some of the interviews I did while on Visual Effects’ virtual book tour last month. I hope you’ll enjoy learning more about me, my writing process and, of course, Visual Effects.
Company at the Cottage with Darlene Fredette
As I mentioned last week, Visual Effects has just come off its virtual book tour. I had stops at many different websites hosted by wonderful and generous authors. Each Monday in May I’ll post links to some of the interviews, in case you missed reading them the first time. I hope you’ll enjoy learning more about me, my writing process and, of course, Visual Effects.
The cool thing about the Wild Women interview is that it’s with Drey Winston, the female character in Visual Effects. Whether you’ve already read the book or not, you might enjoy getting the facts from her perspective.
My newest book, Visual Effects, released on April 13th, and at that time I embarked on a three-week virtual book tour. Virtual tours are so much easier to do than real ones. You get to stay home, after all. Can even show up in your PJs, if you’re so inclined. It might be easier, but it does take time and effort, though, to come up with answers to the various interview questions, monitor the websites for comments, post about the events on Twitter and Facebook…
I’m not a fan of the many promotional aspects of the publishing business, and will probably never feel comfortable trying to sell my own work. But I am very grateful for the support of my fellow authors who gave me a spot on their websites, as well as those who tweeted and retweeted and shared and commented. It was wonderful and so appreciated.
The book tour has now come to an end, but throughout the month of May, I’ll post links to the various interviews, in case you missed reading them the first time. Some of the questions were tricky to answer, most were quite fun. I hope you’ll enjoy learning more about me, my writing process and, of course, Visual Effects.
In the Interview Room with Terry O’Dell
Life’s a Beach with Sandra Dailey
Come by next Monday for more on Visual Effects’ virtual book tour.
I’ve had the cover of Dare To Risk All for quite a while and was waiting for my release date before revealing it. Well, I’ve had my release date for a few weeks now, and somehow, with my preoccupation with my vacation photos and getting my current project ready to submit, I’ve overlooked Dare To Risk All’s cover reveal. So here it is: 
I absolutely love it. The cover artist at The Wild Rose Press did a great job incorporating the elements I wanted included. And the tone of the cover suits the storyline. Besides that, it’s cute!
Unlike my previous two books, which included some family drama as part of the romance, Dare To Risk All is strictly romance. It has no subplots and fewer secondary characters. Now, that’s not saying I don’t torture my characters just a bit. Of course I do. I love my wounded heroes, and poor Ben carries a lot of baggage. Sweet Tessa has a few extra bags to lug around too. It’s a challenge for either of them to open up and fall in love. Do they dare risk it?
Blurb: Tessa Caldwell’s carefully structured world is thrown into chaos when the handsome stranger she had an uncharacteristic fling with reappears in her life. Ben not only gets the promotion she thought was hers, but is also intent on resuming their physical relationship. Although Tessa’s rational mind insists on a professional association, both her heart and her traitorous body have other ideas. Can her sensible nature possibly win against such temptation?
Memories of the petite blonde with large, blue eyes have haunted Ben Dunham for months. When he transfers to her branch, he anticipates picking up where they left off. Reality doesn’t match memory when the cool and collected lady wants no part of him. If he intends to pursue Tessa, he has to earn her trust. The problem is, Ben carries a dark and dangerous secret. How does he get Tessa to trust him when he can’t trust himself?
Dare To Risk All will be available in both e-book and paperback format on March 11th. (One month!!) Pre-order is now available on Amazon.com. Click here. As soon as other buy links come available, I’ll list them here on my blog as well as on my Facebook page. https://www.facebook.com/Joyce.M.Holmes
I think my title explains my problem. I’m not quite old yet, but I admit to being rather old-fashioned. (I mean, does anyone even say ‘hip’ anymore?) My main character in my current wip (work in progress) made several appearances in Show No Weakness and I thought I knew her really well. I was wrong. Maggie is twenty-seven years old. She’s single, has a career, grew up in the city and is modern in every way. Totally the opposite of me. Why do I do this to myself?
How can I channel my inner girlie-girl when I’m pretty sure I was born missing that gene? I might be female, but no one can accuse me of being girlie. I’m a bit of a peacock and love girlie colours; my wardrobe is full of bright colours, especially pinks and purples of every shade. I enjoy wearing casual dresses, but am much more comfortable in pants or capris. Shoe shopping is an exquisite form of torture for me. I love looking at gorgeous high heels, but please don’t ever expect me to actually wear them. I don’t even like shopping for runners or casual shoes, or—gasp—clothes and purses.
When it comes to hair and makeup, I’m next to useless. Part of the reason I don’t wear makeup is because I have so many chemical allergies, I usually just end up getting a headache from it. Another part is simply because I can’t be bothered. I know many, many women would never leave their home without their makeup carefully in place and that’s fine, if it works for them. But why should I have to paint my face if I don’t want to? I can practically hear all the horrified gasps from here. And that doesn’t bother me a bit.
I also confess, I consider going to the hairdresser almost on par with a trip to the dentist—not that I don’t have a lovely hairdresser, I do, I just find the whole process frazzles my nerves. And I can never get my hair to look the same as when I leave the salon. I’m deadly with appliances and limit their use for my own good. I have started using a straightener recently, but only on days when I have a serious attack of the frizzies. Otherwise, it’s wash and wear for me. And if a certain style is all the rage, I refuse to wear my hair that way. I’m anti-trendy in almost every way.
See, I’m definitely missing that girlie gene. No wonder I’m struggling to write a character who epitomizes the term girlie-girl. But it goes even deeper than that. Maggie is a career woman, she loves her job and she loves the big city and although she also loves men, she’s happy being single at this point in her life. I grew up in a city, but I married at twenty, moved to a small town soon after and started a family. By time I was Maggie’s age, I was a stay-at-home mom of two small boys. No experience with a career or city-life to draw on. So I struggle.
I also have a nine-year-old girl in this wip. I’d rather write about a teenage boy any day. I understand boys, I’ve raised three boys and now have two (adorable, bright, inspiring) young grandsons. When I married my husband thirty-five long years ago, he was still pretty much a boy. Yes, I know I was once a nine-year-old girl, but that was a couple of generations ago. Life was very different back then.
I’ll figure it out, I generally do. But fair warning to all the hip, young female urbanites in my life—to borrow the words from Sting—I’ll be watching you. 🙂
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