Archive for June, 2010

Thank You to the Carina Press Acquisitions Team

Now that the launch of Carina Press is here, I wanted to thank the members of the acquisition team who helped make our ambitious plan (create and launch a publishing imprint in less than 9 months) come to life.

Every person on the acquisition team already had a full-time, busy job at Harlequin, but once they were “drafted” onto the acquisitions team they really delivered – and then they took on more! Not only did we read and debate recommended editorial acquisitions – always on a week turnaround – but also provided input to the cover images and then wrote the back cover copy! Many a person who had never before written marketing copy suddenly found themself volunteered – and reading their copy aloud to the group for critique. This could have been daunting, and I’m sure it was, but because we had created  a collaborate team, it all worked brilliantly.

Many many thanks to the acquisitions team, listed alphabetically:

Jenny Bullough: Jenny has worked as an editor at a textbook publisher and with the eHarlequin.com team on online content and therefore brought an experienced editorial eye to our acquisitions. She’s also someone who has never credited herself with writing strong copy but she’s been tacking some of our most challenging titles and capturing the story’s unique sensibility. And as much as I appreciated her excellent editorial skills, Jenny is also our Production/Managing Editor. She creates the production schedule and then ensures that we keep to it. (Angela called her mean, in a nice way, but I consider Jenny absolutely essential.) When our launch books had to be delivered three weeks earlier than our schedule, because of a needed backend test, Jenny took a deep breath and said no problem. That ongoing spirit of “yeah, that’s a challenge, but let me figure it out” is what has made the launch of Carina Press possible.

Eleanor Elliott: Other than being my co-captain in the development of Carina Press, Eleanor brought a much-needed commerce/marketing sensibility to the team, along with a very strong sense of story. She was always very clear in her thoughts about a book and always asked if the book being discussed was true to Carina’s mission statement: Where no great story goes untold. Of course, Eleanor was also the force behind creating the beautiful and easy-to-use Carina Press commerce site. She, too, overcame endless obstacles and helped push the team along to meet our goals.

Angela James: Internally, whenever we presented the status of Carina Press and the number of acquisitions we had made, we always said that Angela was the best acquisition we made. And she was. None of this could have happened as well or as smartly if Angela had not been our Executive Editor. Her passion, creativity, smarts, desire to build a successful imprint were integral. She was also not afraid to occasionally tell us back at head office that we were crazy.

Andrea Kerr: Andrea is a member of Harlequin’s editorial department and works on the Harlequin website’s original content. She is also the editor for a few or our Carina Press authors. Andrea always has a strong editorial perspective and is a brilliant copywriter – she always volunteers to take on any needed copy. She loves historical romances and brings a strong editorial voice to our acquisition meetings.

Emily Mathisen: Sadly, last Tuesday was Emily’s last acquisition meeting as she is moving to Vancouver. However, we were all delighted she stayed with us through launch as she always brought a unique point of view to our acquisition process. Emily has worked on Harlequin’s online merchandising team and knows all about how well cowboys, babies and sheiks sell for Harlequin. But she, too, embraced Carina’s broad range of editorial and was the most passionate advocate for Megan Hart’s NO EXIT, a work of speculative fiction. We will miss Emily.

Aideen O’Leary-Chung: Aideen was another person involved from day one of Carina Press, when we called it “Digital Publishing House” project.  She’s been absolutely integral along the way. Plus she’s just awesome as a person. In acquisitions she tells us why or why not she likes a book and how she imagines the general public will respond. She always brings a strong marketing point of view and often reminds us that we should be looking for a particular kind of book (ex. Christmas). Aideen has been responsible for the creation of all our beautiful covers and our marketing plans including the cool swag we’ve given out at writers conferences.

Tara Stevens : Tara seems deceptively quiet, but she’s got a quiet passion about books. Tara loves all genres and brings her love of literature to our acquisition meetings, catching an author’s nuances and details that others might miss. She’s been a real quick study in writing cover copy and marketing plans. She’s been finding all kinds of interesting Internet places for us to advertise Carina Press. She lived in Ireland for several years where she co-hosted a radio show – not so quiet after all!

Amy Wilkins: Amy works in digital content and social media – if you follow our Harlequin twitter or the Presents blog you are listening to Amy. Amy comes from a publishing background (one of her parents is a writer) and she decided to work in digital publishing because it is the future and moves quickly. Amy has strong editorial skills, copywriting, etc. but she also makes sure our manuscripts become ebooks! She’s also able to marshal a small army of freelancers at a moment’s notice if we have to rush something through the process.

Over and over again we hit various hurdles and not once did anyone say it couldn’t be done. Instead, everyone worked on solutions. The result was a launch that happened on the day we planned!

Once again, thank you all!

Countdown Campaign winners

Thank you for all of your participation in our Countdown to Carina Press the past 6 weeks. Over the course of the 6 weeks, we had over 2000 comments left on the blog, 1500 twitter RTs and I didn’t even attempt to figure out the Facebook participation. So thank you for making it so successful! Below you’ll find a list of winners and the title of the book each person won. You may find your name more than once. If you were a winner,

1) please email Carly Chow carly_chow@harlequin.ca

2) In the subject line put Countdown Winner

3) and in the body of the email, please let her know the title of the book(s) you won

4) and what format you’d like your digital copy in (pdf, prc or epub) and she will send it to you.

Because the lists are so long, I’m placing them below the jump, so click “more” to see if you won. However, we have four main prize winners to announce.

From Facebook, the winner of the $25 gift code to Carina Press bookstore is Zulmara Cline

From the blog, the winner of all of our June launch titles is Anna Shah Hoque

From Twitter, I chose 2 winners to receive a promo prize pack of goodies, because they both RT’d nearly everything we posted during the past 6 weeks. So @s_muha and @Pearl_ROOB please email Carly and also be sure to include your mailing address.

Congratulations to all the winners and thank you again for your tremendous participation and support as we worked towards launch!

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What made it real for me…

After months of discussing Carina Press with anyone who would listen, the day I searched for and discovered our titles on ebook retailers’ websites will probably remain one of the most exciting of my career. All of a sudden Carina Press was real! Oh, I had been awakened to the reality of things several times over the past few months – when we acquired our first books, when we saw our first cover – but this moment was the culmination of all of those little moments and it was fantastic.

After holding my breath as I searched for “Carina Press” on Amazon, my heart skipped a beat as the list came up. And to see the books on our own site…well that elicited the gasp that was heard around the world…or at least throughout cube-land here at Camp Carina.

Working on Carina Press has brought great new experiences. When wearing my Harlequin hat, my position doesn’t involve regular contact with authors and cover designers. As part of the Carina team, I get to work with our authors from submission all the way through the publishing process and thanks to a trip to the Romantic Times Convention, I’ve been lucky enough to meet some of them. They are a fun bunch and I think their fabulous posts on our blog this past month have really allowed their personalities to shine through!

As for the designers that I’ve had the pleasure to work with – Frauke, Angie, John, Monika, Mandy, Gin, Sherin and Annie to name just a few – I never fail to be impressed by their talent and ability to know what I want in a cover, even when I don’t know myself! Thanks to all of them for your hard work and patience these past months. While I’m famous for last-minute requests, I promise to set a more leisurely pace now that we’ve managed to get 37 plus covers out the door!

Now that we’ve launched, it’s only the beginning and I can’t wait to see where Carina goes next! Actually, I could swear I heard Malle muttering about holograms the other day. I’m pretty sure she was joking…right?

Setting the stage

Well hello there! I’m not totally sure if you’ve heard yet, but something exciting happened for us yesterday. Yep, Apple announced the new iPhone 4 and iOS4. Whoohoo! Oh, right, and the new Carina Press website also launched and the first ten books became available for sale. There was also that too. Ha.

You’ve all been taking this journey with us these past months, watching as we shared some of what went on behind the scenes, how we built the press, the authors and books we were signing and how some of our processes were being implemented. Someone told me we made it look easy, possibly too easy, but I assure you that it was not easy. Long hours, minor hiccups, deadline fears and worries, and lots and lots of teamwork went into getting Carina launch ready (oh, and possibly a few martinis and glasses of wine, whenever we got together in person!) Challenging?  Definitely. Easy? Um. No. But totally worth all the effort!

The enthusiastic response we’ve received from all of you has been so gratifying, and the feedback we’ve received so far on the site is very appreciated. We’ll be working (okay, especially Eleanor will be working) in the coming weeks to continue to update and improve the site. While we can’t implement every feature people have requested, your feedback is not going into a vacuum and we’re taking careful note of what you are asking for, and looking at how we can improve to meet your requests.

In the meantime, I feel like plenty of attention has been paid to my part in this launch, and certainly I’m an open book on Twitter if you wonder if I celebrated with champagne (the answer is: not yet) but there were a large number of team members behind the launch of Carina, and while you’ve gotten to hear from some of them early in Carina’s opening stages, last winter, I thought it would be best if you could hear from some of those editors and staff members who’ve made Carina happen. So, starting tomorrow and for the next several weeks as we continue with our month-long launch, I’m going to be posting several posts a week from our team members, to help you get to know them! In the meantime…welcome to a new day in genre publishing. I hope you enjoy it as much as we do!

Welcome to the new CarinaPress.com!

We’re still working out a few kinks (especially on the blog), so please bear with us for the remainder of the day, but nevertheless, I’m very happy to introduce you to our new website!

We’re all so very proud of our launch line-up – and we hope you’ll enjoy browsing through the site.

We’ve had a few questions crop up already, and I’d like to take the opportunity to answer them here.

Q. Will there be an indication of book length?
A. Our books are all priced by length. While we don’t currently display the length on the book detail pages, we’re looking to add it. In the meantime, we will add this price chart to our FAQ page.

15-25k: $2.99
26-50k: $3.99
50-75k: $4.99
75-100: $5.99
100k+: $6.99

Q. Will you have excerpts?
A. Yes – they are coming! We’ll be adding Browse-the-Book functionality to the website soon. Until then, I posted excerpts of all launch books on our blog: Launch book excerpts

Q. Do you accept Paypal.
A. Unfortunately, no. At this time we only accept Visa and Mastercard.

Q. Do you sell PRC?
A. For launch, we were only able to move forward with Epub and PDF. We hope to add PRC in the near future.

Q. Why is your FAQ page geared towards authors, not readers?
A. We’ll be updating that soon to include reader/customer focused questions along with the author-focused ones, since I’m sure we’ll be getting lots of questions from readers/customers in the coming days & weeks!

Speaking of which, please do share your comments and questions with us here on the blog. We want to hear from you!

Launch Book excerpts

For your reading pleasure – extended excerpts of all the launch books!

Please see below for the first chapter (or prologue + first chapter) of all of our launch books.

Happy Reading!

Eleanor

June 7th, Week One

Coin Operated by Ginny Glass, Contemporary Erotic – Download excerpt
Exclusively Yours by Shannon Stacey, Contemporary Romance – Download excerpt
Song of Seduction by Carrie Lofty, Historical Romance – Download excerpt
Exit Light by Megan Hart, Paranormal Fiction – Download excerpt
Motor City Fae by Cindy Spencer Pape, Paranormal Romance – Download excerpt
Amethyst Bound by L. Shannon, Paranormal Romance – Download excerpt
Criminal Instinct by Kelly Lynn Para, Romantic Suspense – Download excerpt
Jungle Heat by Bonnie Dee, M/M Historical Romance – Download excerpt
In Plain View by J. Wachowski, Mystery – Download excerpt
In Enemy Hands by KS Augustin, Science Fiction Romance – Download excerpt

June 14th, Week Two

Sea of Suspicion by Toni Anderson, Romantic Suspense – Download excerpt
Allegra Fairweather: Paranormal Investigator by Janni Nell, Paranormal Mystery – Download excerpt
Tempting the Enemy by Dee Tenorio, Paranormal Romance – Download excerpt
Parker’s Price by Ann Bruce, Contemporary Romance – Download excerpt
Miss Foster’s Folly by Alice Gaines, Historical Romance – Download excerpt
The Bloodgate Guardian by Joely Sue Burkhart, Paranormal Thriller – Download excerpt
Alien Revealed by Lilly Cain, Science Fiction Erotic Romance – Download excerpt
Liberty Starr by Rebecca E. Grant, Contemporary Romance – Download excerpt
The Price of Freedom by Jenny Schwartz, Paranormal Romance – Download excerpt

June 21st, Week Three

Love and Scandal by Donna Lea Simpson, Historical Romance – Download excerpt
The Last Days of a Rake by Donna Lea Simpson, Historical Romance (free title) – No excerpt needed! You can download the full book for free!
Savage Sanctuary by Jacqueline Barbary, M/M Paranormal Romance – Download excerpt
Hunters by Michelle Marquis and Lindsey Bayer, Science Fiction Erotic Romance – Download excerpt
Overnight by E.C. Sheedy, Romantic Suspense – Download excerpt
Her Heart’s Divide by Kathleen Dienne, Contemporary Erotic Romance – Download excerpt
Salome at Sunrise by Inez Kelley, Fantasy Romance – Download excerpt
Rivals for Love by Eve Vaughn, Contemporary Erotic Romance – Download excerpt
On Her Trail by Marcelle Dube, Paranormal Suspense Romance – Download excerpt
Lovely by Kris Starr, Historical Erotica – Download excerpt
Fatal Affair by Marie Force, Romantic Suspense – Download excerpt

June 28th, Week Four

The Panther’s Lair by Esmerelda Bishop, Paranormal Romance – Download excerpt
Captive Spirit by Liz Fichera, Historical Fiction – Download excerpt
Scene Stealer by Elise Warner, Mystery – Download excerpt
Dark and Disorderly by Bernita Harris, Paranormal Suspense – Download excerpt
Consent to the Cowboy by Abby Wood, Contemporary Erotic Romance – Download excerpt
Life After Joe by Harper Fox, M/M Contemporary Romance – Download excerpt
Texas Tangle Leah Braemel, Contemporary Erotic Romance – Download excerpt

Life Before Joe – how “this’ll never happen” suddenly did!

It all started, really, with a desire to pay tribute to my weird home town. You have to be in Newcastle (upon Tyne, northeastern England) on a Friday or a Saturday night to get the vibe of it – a post-industrial world, a mining and ship-building town where those industries have failed, struggling to get itself reborn, hard-edged steel meeting and clashing with nightclub lights, old-school moral values pierced through by green shoots of a vibrant gay culture. I’d drafted out two novels in the course of one year and I was exhausted. I was trying to build up a backlist before I started approaching publishers but I didn’t know where to go with the third one. Then Josh Lanyon – a mentor and friend whose inspiration, kindness, and sheer whip-cracking encouragement has got me out of more pits than I can possibly tell you – suggested I write something “short and festive”, to keep it close to home, and to try a first-person POV. Well, Life After Joe is relatively short. I’m not the world’s most festive soul (if tinsel is mentioned, it will probably be getting trodden into blood on a hospital floor). But “close to home” set my creative fibres tingling, and that tip about POV really did it for me. I’d never tried it before. It felt entirely different, set me writing in a more direct and dialogue-based manner than I’d ever attempted, and I liked the results. Of course, it had its own challenges! Other writers reading this will recognise the moment when you really, really want to describe your first-person protagonist, and unless he looks in a mirror or catches a glimpse of his lovely self in a shop window or pond… Still, it was great fun, and I found a new lease of energy, getting the first draft finished in about eight weeks. With Josh’s encouragement – and editing, and patience, and insistence that I quit with the “lyrical shorthand” and deliver the love – I submitted it to Carina.

There’s no feeling in the world that can possibly come close to what goes through your heart when you see that acceptance email in your inbox. Nothing. A newborn baby in your arms, maybe, or loving someone and having that love unexpectedly returned… Maybe that sounds strange, although I’d be willing to bet that a few authors reading this might recognise the incomparable rush!

I had serious qualms about the editing process. Again, it was a first for me, apart from being at Josh’s tender yet Svengali-like mercies. However, I had the good fortune of working with Kym Hinton at Carina, and the whole thing was so much less painful than I’d expected – fun, believe it or not, mostly because of Kym’s unfailing good humour, and also because even whilst struggling to dispose of those little authorial “tics” that creep into your work, it was great to see the story shaping up into its final form. What made the big difference for me – and it might seem obvious, but during editing, which by its very nature is critical, it’s easy to forget – is that Kym reminded me before we started that she loved the book. That really was an enormous help, especially during those cold dark 5:30am editing sessions when you start to wonder what the hell you’re doing and who you were trying to kid when you told yourself that you could be an author. So thanks to Kym, to Angela and all at Carina for giving me this opportunity, and to you for reading this blog. I hope you enjoyed it, and that you’ll take a look at my favourite lines and fun facts on Facebook. I’ll look forward to seeing your comments on this post, and remember that leaving a comment here or on Facebook will enter you for a chance of winning a digital copy of Life After Joe.

Life After Joe by Harper Fox

Hello, I’m Harper Fox. My novel Life After Joe is my first-ever book to be published, so I’m very excited about that, and to be part of the Carina launch – a great opportunity, and one I nearly missed because I somehow mixed up my launch date with the date for this blog! So first of all, a massive thank-you to Angela for giving me a little more time, and a warning to you all that my absolute-beginner status will probably make itself clear on more occasions to come.

I love the cover art for Life After Joe. It was an indescribable feeling, opening up the file when Aideen sent it to me as a draft. I can paint, but not very well, and certainly not well enough to pull the images from my head in pictorial form – which is partly why I write, I suppose. There was a strange and almost surreal thrill in seeing my protagonists, Matt and Aaron, there in the gorgeous flesh, Aaron complete with his rose tattoo. Also a sense of double vision – the artist’s concept of these two men running alongside my own in my head. And the artist’s vision being just as valid as my own, which gave me a fresh perspective on what happens when people read my stories – the alchemical process whereby words on a page become living flesh and blood in readers’ minds. I write in quite a pictorial way. I like to write scenes that people feel they could enter and walk around inside and know where everything is, so to have that process reversed on me – to see Matt and Aaron – was bizarre. And wonderful. Oh, the joy of being illustrated!

Anyway, who are these men? Here’s the blurb for Life After Joe, to give you a taste…

It’s not the breaking up that kills you, it’s the aftermath.

Ever since his longtime lover decided he’d seen the “heterosexual light”, Matt’s life has been in a nosedive. Six months of too many missed shifts at the hospital, too much booze, too many men. Matt knows he’s on the verge of losing everything, but he’s finding it hard to care.

Then Matt meets Aaron. He’s gorgeous, intelligent, and apparently not interested in being picked up. Still, even after seeing Matt at his worst, he doesn’t turn away. Aaron’s kindness and respect have Matt almost believing he’s worth it – and that there could be life after Joe. But his new-found happiness is threatened when Matt begins to suspect Aaron is hiding something, or someone….

I think what I wanted to do more than anything else when writing Life After Joe was to challenge my own belief in the redeeming power of love. I wanted to take a character, break his heart, render him down to substance-abusing despair, then say to Love, or Aaron in this case, “Okay, fix that. Oh, and, er – do it convincingly.” Whether or not Aaron, Love and I succeeded will be up to readers to decide, but here’s a sample of how we went about it. (Matt’s best friend Lou has just made an unexpected and unwanted pass at him in a nightclub. Matt, even full of cocktails and the remains of his previous night’s half-unintentional overdose, knows that’s a bad idea, but rejecting Lou is about to leave him even lonelier and more lost than before…)

I heard myself say, quiet and polite as if we had been strangers, “Okay. I’m gonna go now, all right? You stay here.”

Oh Christ. You stay, you fucking loser. You’ll be lucky if you can still walk.”

Was he gone? I supposed so. The lights from the dance floor were no longer beating out his shadow on the table. Just at the moment, I did not want to lift my head and look.

I did not want to lift my head. The stone in my throat had become a boulder, a scald. I thought about what Lou had said. Rationally, I knew he’d been sitting on something—jealousy, resentment, whatever—and for whatever reasons, it had all just come clawing out. I was astonished—Lou, for God’s sake!—but I shouldn’t give his outburst too much mind.

But I had started thinking about Joe. I’d never been that much to write home about, had I? I’d thought so once—not in any particularly arrogant way, just aware that I was reasonably intelligent, decent looking, capable of loving. Oh yeah, certainly capable of that. And I’d always assumed Joe’s defection had been just for the reasons he’d given me. He wanted a girl, and no matter how lovely a bloke I might be, I couldn’t answer that. Now I began to wonder. “You fucking loser…” I hadn’t been a loser or a drunk back then, but maybe I was lacking things other than tits and a womb that Joe couldn’t live without. Maybe I’d been bristling with things he couldn’t live with, and he’d never been able to tell me.

I jerked up one hand to my mouth, pressed my palm tight. For a second I thought I was going to be sick. Then my vision blurred, and I knew it was worse. God no, I prayed silently to whatever deity might look after feckless drunks in nightclubs. I couldn’t cry here…

The air changed. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, and all I could see was a retinal jump, red to black, as the pulsating lights swept the room. I didn’t really care, but little hairs all down one side of my neck gave a prickle and lifted; olfactory cells fired. Sunlight. No, because that had no smell, but something I associated with sun, as if someone had picked up the Powerhouse from its city-dregs location, dropped it on sand dunes and lifted its roof. Salt. Warm grass. A breath of life from a different bloody world. And weirdest of all, I recognised it. Last time Aaron had stood close to me, I’d been too busy hitting on him to notice the way he smelled…

It must have registered, though. I opened my eyes, and he was there, holding out a hand to me. In the shifting lights, the air which still managed to be smoky, despite the ban, he looked utterly solid and real. His eyes were unfathomable as ever, but their expression was somehow so kind it loosened my joints. He said, smiling faintly, “Do you want to dance?”

Of course I didn’t bloody want to dance. If he wanted to talk to me, he could take the seat Lou had just vacated. I looked at his hand. Its palm was broad, the fingers long, eloquent of power. I could see them manipulating steel, vast machineries, hauling up oil from its ancient hiding places under the North Sea. I could see him drawing me to my feet against my will if I put out my hand in return to touch him. I did. I hadn’t realised I was cold. When his grip closed round mine, its warmth seemed to shoot up my arm and into my chest. He exerted a gentle tug. “I’d have come over sooner,” he said, “but you gave me a good demo the other night of what happens around here to men who move on other blokes’ boyfriends.”

Lou’s not my boyfriend,” I said unsteadily. I didn’t want to move. I wanted to hide in this corner until this latest humiliation—public tears, worse to me than public sex—was over. The tugging sensation increased, and I got up, only half voluntarily. He looked into my face. “Come on,” he said softly. “It’ll be better. Come on.”

I didn’t believe him, but the sheer technicalities of making my doped body walk with him onto the dance floor distracted me, restored to me some kind of control. I tried to recognise the track. Not “Riverside,” thank Christ—something older, from about six years ago. “Pray” by Syntax. Rippling, insistent bass line under a bone-melting vocal. The floor was heaving. I couldn’t imagine Aaron leaping about with this bunch of kids, and for me, it would be a physical impossibility. I tried to break away from him.

He put an arm around my waist and, without the least effort or hint of force, reeled me in. I didn’t even know what was happening until I was pressed close against him, breathing that sun-and-earth scent. There was no leaping involved. He moved with an unhurried power, picking up the strong first beat in the bar, drawing me in with him, instant sweet synch. His hand went to the small of my back. I clutched at him reflexively, first just in order to stay on my feet, and then because I never wanted to let go.

I hope you enjoyed that. In my next post, I’ll tell you a little about the background to Life After Joe, how I came to write it, and how a few uncertain plot-outline notes became a Carina novel!

Tangled Friendships (and plotlines)

As I wrote in this morning’s post, the original storyline for Texas Tangle was to be a novella between Nikki and Dillon. Originally Nikki was the only one with issues—the aftermath of a failed marriage and a brother who thought nothing of taking everything she owned. Dillon Barnett—well, Dillon I saw as someone with a great family, who hadn’t had to deal with heavy-duty issues. Someone who always had a smile on his face and everyone was his best buddy. Someone who would ride up on his white horse in his white pick-up and lend his neighbor a hand, whether they were man, woman, or donkey.

The sigh she’d been holding back escaped. “You know, your hat’s the wrong color.”

Frowning, he took off his Stetson and examined it, checking it both inside and out. “What d’ya mean? It looks fine to me.”

“It’s black. It should be white.” Lame, Nikki. Real lame.

“Why—oh, white hat. Good guy. I gotcha.” His puzzled expression remained. “Why am I a good guy? Because I stopped? Heck, I couldn’t have just driven by. What type of a person would that make me?”

“Like the half-dozen other drivers who left me standing here?”

After knocking the dust off his hat on his thigh, he resettled it on his head, covering the thick black hair she’d been fantasizing running her fingers through. The shadows thrown by the brim hid the liquid-chocolate eyes that turned her knees into putty. “Pretty girl standing all alone at the side of the road at night? You’re safer that they didn’t stop.”

But then the plans for the novella went by the wayside when Brett walked in and said howdy. The story got longer and the relationships entangled even more because despite Brett’s blond hair and blue eyes, he’s a very dark and broody character. And he has a history with Nikki that Dillon didn’t have.

Midnight had long since come and gone when Brett let himself into his apartment. His shoulders loosened, as did the knot that had formed in his gut. It was stupid. He’d already driven by the Double Bar and saw Dillon’s truck parked out front and knew there’d be no one here. Yet he’d expected to find Dillon waiting for him, even braced himself to have a knock-down-drag-out.

Not that he’d done anything wrong. Yet. He hadn’t kissed Nikki, though he’d been less than a nanosecond away from giving in to temptation. So Dillon had no reason to beat him up again. But he’d come so close.

It damned near killed him trying to pretend he didn’t want to drag Nikki up to his room and make love to her night after night. To pretend he didn’t need her cuddling him in the darkest hours of the night when the nightmares hit.

He diverted to the kitchen and grabbed a beer, then padded into the living room. Stretched out on the couch, he pillowed his head with his arm and settled back with a sigh, using the television as his nightlight. He flipped around the channels, but gave up on finding anything good, so he switched on the DVD player.

Instead of paying attention to whatever the hell crap movie was playing, his mind drifted back to his situation. He’d almost blown it today. Considering Nikki was very definitely in a relationship with Dillon this time, if he’d moved that half inch, if he’d given in to his fantasy, he’d have found himself cast from the Barnett family permanently. After Dillon had kicked his butt from here to kingdom come.

Okay, I admit I may have a small sadistic streak in me because it was fun making Dillon struggle for the first time in his life, to force him to realize that life wasn’t as easy for everyone as life had been for him. To punish him for taking Brett’s friendship for granted. Dillon had some growing up to do; he deserved to have to work for the love of a good woman and to keep  his best friend. Brett needed a lot of reassurance that he deserved a happy-ever-after (even though during one insomnia-induced what-the-heck-was-I-thinking night I wrote a scene killing Brett off—but that’s a story for another day—don’t worry, once I got a good night’s sleep, I cut the scene and made sure he had his happy ending.) And Nikki? Well, Nikki has to put up with both their issues, as well as all the other problems her own family has forced on her, and try to keep everyone happy, including herself. And we all know, that’s tough to do, because you can’t please everyone. So she has to get her priorities in order.

See? There was no way I could tell their story, and solve their issues in under thirty thousand words.

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Growing up in rural Ontario, Leah Braemel learned to lose herself in the make-believe worlds she found in her mother’s books. At the age of seven, she realized she could write her own stories, and in her early teens she discovered her love of romances. Soon all her stories revolved around giving her heroes and heroines their Happy-Ever-After.

Married to her college sweetheart and the mother of two sons, Leah is the only woman in a houseful of men—even their cat is male. Shoving her writing in the closet while she raised her family, she gained some varied and interesting insights while working with a security firm liaising with Toronto’s Emergency Task Force and bomb squad and later teaching computers to women escaping abusive relationships.

After a conversation with her eldest son about how he needed to follow his dreams, Leah decided she needed to follow her own advice and make her own dreams of becoming a writer come true. She was thrilled when her first sizzling romance was published in 2009.

If you want to read longer excerpts from Texas Tangle, you can visit Leah’s website or her blog. You can also find Leah on Facebook and Twitter.

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Everything’s Bigger in Texas

Since I announced Texas Tangle’s upcoming release, a lot of people have been asking where I got my inspiration for writing a western considering I live in Ontario. (I almost wrote Canada, but we do have cowboys out west.) Back in 2007 I had the opportunity to visit my critique partners who live in the Dallas/Fort Worth area.  Sue invited me to stay at her place where I got an inside look at caring for her beloved Blue Arabian horses. And laughed at her interactions with her donkey Gandalf.  I loved the land with its prickly pear cactus and mesquite trees. I even saw a roadrunner, something that was straight out of cartoon territory to me. Sue introduced me to her father who took me out and taught me how to shoot five different types of guns ranging from a 9mm semi-automatic to a German Luger to an old fashioned Colt 45. (I even hit the bulls-eye a few times!) Then she took me horseback riding on one of her beautiful mares Cimmi. I loved it and knew at some point in the near future I’d end up writing a western.

Cut to two years later, the idea that I’d left on the shelves of my imagination decided it was tired of the dust-bunnies gnawing on its edges. So I pulled it off the shelf, stared at it a while from a couple different angles and decided the story needed to be told. I started with Sue’s horses since horses are typically part of a western. But I like to change the old standards. Instead of the hero being the cowboy, I made the heroine, Nikki, the horse breeder.  The hero would be the neighbor—along came sex-on-legs Dillon.  They’d gone to school together, maybe even eyed each other back in high school. But something had to happen to kick start them into giving in to their *cough*natural inclinations.

I must admit when I started writing Texas Tangle, it was supposed to be a novella. It was supposed to take place over a weekend—a light romp of two friends finally admitting they’re hot for each other but have held off on acting on their impulses until now.  Then Dillon’s best friend Brett walked into the middle of a scene. Where Dillon is a glass-isn’t-just-half-full, it’s-overflowing type guy, Brett is moody and tortured and has been in love with Nikki since he kissed her back in high school. Oh, boy!  Now there was a storyline demanding to be told.

As I re-read my 22,000 word first draft, I made notes: “bring Brett in sooner”, “expand Brett’s part here”, “explore what would happen when Dillon realizes…”, “Brett deserves a happy ending. Give him one!” Writing the tangled threads between the three characters firmly stomped the plans for a novella in the dirt. By the time I submitted it to Carina, Texas Tangle had tripled in size. When I finished the tweaks based on the excellent editing suggestions of Angela James and my new editor Rhonda Stapleton, the manuscript tipped the scales at over 72,000 words.  But I’m so glad I expanded Brett’s part in it, and that I explored what would happen when Dillon realized…well, you’ll have to read Texas Tangle to find out just what Dillon realized. And my novella? Well, they always say everything’s bigger in Texas. Guess Nikki and the boys proved their story, like Texas, was too big for a novella.

Thanks to her cheating ex-husband and her thieving brother, all horse breeder Nikki Kimball has left is a bruised heart, an overdrawn bank account and an empty home. When sex-on-legs Dillon Barnett and his brooding foster-brother Brett Anderson start showing more than just neighborly attention, Nikki is intrigued…and a little gun-shy.

Dillon and Brett have a history; back in high school, the two friends fought a bitter battle over Nikki. Now, ten years later, Brett still longs to be the man in Nikki’s life, but he’s determined to stand back and let Dillon win Nikki’s heart.

Society says Nikki must choose between the two men she loves. Is Nikki strong enough to break all the rules in order to find happiness?

I’ll be posting a short excerpt this afternoon, but if you just can’t wait, you can get a sneak peek by visiting my website or my blog (click on the Coming Soon link at the top of the posts). I can also be found over on Facebook, or chatting on Twitter.

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