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Introducing John Peters, winner of the Winter Solstice E-Reader Giveaway

When my daughter drew the name “John Peters” out of the hat for my e-reader giveaway, I wondered: Could it be THAT John Peters? The one I’ve known for years on Zoetrope.com? The HORROR writer John Peters a.k.a. JP2? Surely not. I mean, really, my old horror writing pals seldom show their faces on my blog now that I’ve gone over to the romance side of things. But could it be? I decided to ask. Sure enough, he responded that it really was him, and I was thrilled. Enough to question him a bit about what he’s been up to recently.

MGF: So congratulations, John. Now you can never say I never gave you anything. It’s always nice to run into one of my Horror Library pals on my website, but it doesn’t happen that often. Tell the truth…are you a closet romance fan?

JP2: The truth? Ah, well, I suppose I have to say I am. I’ve read quite a bit of Nora Roberts — yes, I know, that’s a little like claiming to be a big horror fan because you’ve read some Stephen King — but I’ve read other romance work, too, some from obscure writers, some from more well-known ones.

In truth I’m just a fan of good story-telling, smart and slick writing, and genre isn’t as big a concern for me. And I’ve found some really good writing and story telling among romance works.

MGF: You’ve written some pretty horrific stuff in the past. “The Mattress” in Horror Library Volume 1 is the one which immediately springs to my mind, of course, since I also had a story in that anthology. And of course, there’s “Patron Saint” from July 2011 Spinetinglers. What are you working on now?

JP2: I have a story called “A Mother’s Love” being published by Blood Bound Books in the Night Terrors 2 anthology (due out Dec. 29). That’s a story I really enjoyed writing. As a parent, I found that one more horrific than either “The Mattress” or “Patron Saint.” If your readers are really interested in taking a look at that one, I’ll have detailed information on how to get a copy on my Website as soon as the anthology is published.

I’ve also got a novel I’ve more or less wrapped up called “The Return.” I told my wife one day that I’ve been reading enough romance, it’s time to write one! As you can imagine, that turned out to be more of a daunting task than I realized it would be, and before I was done the work had strayed into the realm of horror, and murder mystery a bit (I was reading a lot of Robert Parker when I was writing “The Return”), but I really think there’s a little romance in it. Now, if only I can find someone willing to publish the darn thing!

MGF: Okay, so if we see you in the airport with your new Kindle Touch, should we assume you are reading a novel by:
a. Stephen King
b. Diana Gabaldon
c. Yours truly 😉
d. Seriously? None of the above!

JP2: Ah, come on….YOURS TRULY…who else? But just on the off chance I’m done reading all your work….who knows?

MGF: Any last words? (Not literally. It’s Christmas Eve and we’ve both got better stuff to do, though!)

JP2: Well, I would be a real heel if I didn’t say thanks for the Kindle, Michelle. I am really looking forward to using it, and I appreciate you running the contest and sending out the prize. It’s been good reconnecting with you.

And to you, your family, and all your readers, Merry Christmas!

Right back at you, John! And to everyone who’s helped make the Christmas season on my blog so special (my Rose is a Rose guests, those who’ve left comments and encouragement, entrants in the Winter Solstice giveaway, and anyone who’s read either of my books), thank you and Merry Christmas!

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A Rose is a Rose?: Rebecca Rose

I have so much to report this morning, and I really want to get to my Rosy guest. First off, I forgot to tell you all that I had an interview up yesterday on Autumn Piper’s blog Piper Patter. It’s all about Christmas and a lot of fun. Second of all, I tracked down the winner of my e-reader, John Peters, and sure enough, he’s an old e-friend of mine. We met years ago at an online writing site called Zoetrope (which I highly recommend to any writers). Check back tomorrow for more information about John, what he writes, and what he plans to read on his new Kindle!

But for now, help me welcome my guest Rebecca Rose. (Side note: Doesn’t she have the best name for my rose garden?) Rebecca is the author of DIVINE REDEMPTION, another of Lyrical Press’s Christmas Bash offerings and available for 30 percent off right now

BREATHE: Do you feel your character names are influenced by the theme of your story? Why or why not?

REBECCA: Oh, totally! If you have a kick butt character you can’t name them Sally. LOL In Divine Redemption, my heroine is very soft spoken. She can’t help it, it’s the way her voice is. So, I searched for a name I thought would fit my character best. That’s how she became Jacqueline. 🙂

BREATHE: If you wrote in another genre, would it affect the names you picked for your characters? Why do you think this is?

REBECCA: Absolutely. I’ve always wanted to write mysteries but after a good go at it, realized I suck doing them. I believe names need to be an extension of your characters and only, when done right and mentioned in your piece why, should they not fit your hero/heroine.

BREATHE: What is your favorite character name—either your own or somebody else’s? Why do you like this name?

REBECCA: Sophia! It’s such a beautiful name and it’s very versatile. It’s strong, yet sweet.

BREATHE: Do you feel a character’s name affects the way you write him or her?

REBECCA: Yes. I’ve written whole novels and then went back and changed the names because they didn’t fit. Or, if I’ve tried to build the character’s personality around the name. Sometimes that works and sometimes it doesn’t. Depends whether or not my character agrees. 🙂

BREATHE: Are there any names you absolutely will not use for a character?

REBECCA: Hhhmmm… Off the top of my head, I can’t think of any. There are so many different personalities out there to write about and names to describe them. So, I guess there’s nothing off limits.

Excerpt:
“Hey, Donald, I need that expense report. Where are you?”

“Under the desk.” Since Donald started working for the Allens, he’d learned a valuable lesson in patience. Not touching Jacqueline was the hardest thing he’d ever done.

“You know, Donald, there’s talk that you’re the most eligible bachelor in town.”

Donald craned his head to look at her. “That’s my chair you’re sitting in.”

“Yes, but I like the view of your behind.”

He wiggled it for her and she laughed.

“Donald, what are you looking for?”

“I dropped my paperclips.”

His dry response had another giggle coming from her.

“You’re too cute.”

“I’m not trying to be cute. This job really sucks sometimes, you know.”

“But you’re so good at it.” She rubbed her foot along his bottom, then attempted to go between his legs but Donald closed them.

“We talked about this, Jacqueline.” He turned and placed a hand on each of her knees.

“I’m only flirting with you.”

“You’re sexually harassing me, and I believe there’s a strict policy about that.”

“Donald,” she said, bringing her face close to his.

“Ya.” His eyes went to her lips and back to her eyes.

“I need that expense report.”

Find out more about Rebecca on her website: http://www.authorrebeccarose.com/!

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Seven and a half hours (and a bit) left to enter E-Reader Giveaway!

A short reminder: The winter solstice hits the east coast at 12:30 a.m. tonight, and I’m accepting entries in my e-reader giveaway right up until then (one per person, please). My hat’s filling up, but you still have a pretty good chance of being the winner. Tomorrow morning I’ll put the last entries into the hat and have my sweet daughter pull the winner, just so there’s no chance of favoritism (since she can’t read yet and doesn’t know most of you, anyway).

Don’t forget to check out the veritable garden of Roses I’ve planted over the past couple of weeks. Autumn Piper, L.K. Below, Lori Green, Sutton Fox, Stephanie Beck, Diane Escalera and Cristal Ryder have been here already, and I’ll wind things up, appropriately enough, with Rebecca Rose on Friday! It’s been wonderful hearing how other romance authors go about the character-naming process, and I hope they’ll all stop back by at some time or another.

Good luck with all your last minute holiday preparations wherever you are, and don’t forget to take a breathing moment from time to time!

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A Rose is a Rose?: Cristal Ryder

Cristal Ryder is a talented author who writes some…well, very HOT stuff. Her novel BEING ARIANA would no doubt melt a snowman in a few seconds, but it’s featured at the Lyrical Press Christmas Bash for 30 percent off! Cristal is here to share her thoughts about naming characters. Welcome Cristal!

BREATHE: Do you feel your character names are influenced by the theme of your story? Why or why not?

CRISTAL: Yes I do. At least for me, I *feel* the character differently by their name. Somehow their name becomes the essence of who I’ve created and the name seems to reflect it.

BREATHE: If you wrote in another genre, would it affect the names you picked for your characters? Why do you think this is?

CRISTAL: Yes it does. I finished a sci fi and the names were quite different. The heroine’s name changed as well after the story was complete. All the way through she went by one name and then when I did the read through she no longer represented that name and it changed to something else which fit her so much better. I think it could be because of the world building and the naming fits it better.

BREATHE: What is your favorite character name—either your own or somebody else’s? Why do you like this name?

CRISTAL: I used to love the name Kash. I knew a Kash years ago and he was gorgeous, nice, sexy, everything yummy. I used this name in my first ever written book, yet to be published :). The strange thing is, when I read it through now, I don’t like it as much and have considered changing it.

BREATHE: Do you feel a character’s name affects the way you write him or her?

CRISTAL: I’m not sure. I think the characteristics of the character becomes who the name fits. It’s like they go hand in hand somehow. But when the name doesn’t fit it stands out like a sore thumb.

BREATHE: Are there any names you absolutely will not use for a character?

CRISTAL: I hadn’t thought about this. Good question. Right now, I don’t think there is anything that specifically sticks out in my mind.

Excerpt from BEING ARIANA:

Ariana carefully composed herself and positioned the peak of the organza hood a little lower over her face. She felt the flush on her cheeks and the need to regain her composure from prying eyes. Her focus for the night had shifted dramatically in the last few minutes because of this strange man. Ariana turned her head within the hood to see if he was still there. He stood at the bottom, watching her. Ariana’s heel caught on the runner and she saw him start as if to jump up the stairs and assist her. She caught herself in time and shook her head, hoping he would get the message to leave her alone. Again, his brilliant smile clutched at her heart and he nodded his head. But she didn’t really know what that nod meant. Was he agreeing to leave her alone, or was it simply an acknowledgement of…what?

Oxygen filled her starved lungs and clarity came back with air. She decided to think of him as a delectable treat to help enhance her experience tonight and nothing more.

She knew her encounter with the mystery maitre’d had been noticed. The arousal of those around her was tangible and the weight of hungry gazes followed her until she found a table close to the balustrade. Ariana loved the interest the observers had in her recent encounter and rather than be intimidated by being watched, she thrived on it. At the table she paused and turned her head slightly behind the veil, enough to see some of those sitting around her and their stares skittered away when she caught them gaping with curiosity. Ariana smiled, and with a graceful movement sat at the center of a butter soft, wine-colored settee big enough for two.

Her fingertips touched the edge of the veil, making sure it was still where she wanted it. These seats offered a clear view of the lower level and yet the high back hid her from anyone seated behind. She scanned the floor below and concentrated on bringing her heart and breath firmly under control.

Guests in all kinds of masquerade mingled about or sat with their drinks at tables placed in concentric arcs before the stage. The lights, already dim, would be lowered even more in a little while, then all the focus would be on the performers.

Ariana could almost taste the growing excitement of the crowd. It thrilled her, and she grew more aroused, tightening her thigh muscles in pleasure.

People on the upper level shuffled around the seats in costume. Their choice to be at the top had purpose. They didn’t want to be noticed. Their tastes leaned toward watching only. Lighting ran along the edge of the floor, low and muted, mostly for safe passage between the tables and chairs. It gave the room a cavernous appearance that swallowed the furniture and guests into a dark void. Perfect for their anonymity. Many curious voyeurs in the dark hungered to watch the performers on the stage.

She swung her gaze to the main floor and watched the activities below. Costume clad hostesses fussed with guests and ensured their satisfaction with cocktails. Many still mingled and others had found their seats.

Her gaze stopped at the base of the stairs. Was she hoping to see him? Her breath caught slightly and sweet heat tingled between her thighs. She admitted he aroused her, unlike others, and sought him out with her gaze. The dark velvet curtains did well at hiding anyone standing in their folds. Then a section moved and she focused on the spot.

Visit Cristal at http://cristalryder.com.

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A Rose is a Rose?: Diane Escalera

Today I welcome Diane Escalera to my personal rose garden. Diane is a fellow Lyrical Press author and her book DANGEROUS DESIRE is on sale at Lyrical Press for 30 percent off as part of the Christmas Bash. Diane agreed to give you a little taste of DANGEROUS DESIRE as well as a little background in how she chooses the names of her characters. Welcome Diane!

BREATHE: Do you feel your character names are influenced by the theme of your story? Why or why not?

DIANE: For me, character traits are what influence the name. Is the hero a bad boy? Is the heroine sweet and soft-spoken? Maybe he’s a good guy and she’s the wild child. I try to come up with names that fit the image I have in mind, something that captures the spirit
of the character.

BREATHE: If you wrote in another genre, would it affect the names you picked for your characters? Why do you think this is?

DIANE: I think it would. For instance, modern names in a historical romance would sound unrealistic.

BREATHE: What is your favorite character name—either your own or somebody else’s? Why do you like this name?

DIANE: I really love the name of my current hero, Cruz. I think it’s strong, sexy and edgy, just like him! I wanted something exotic, a name that wasn’t played out. Cruz suited this man to a T.

BREATHE: Do you feel a character’s name affects the way you write him or her?

DIANE: Most definitely! Once again, I believe the character’s personality influences their name.

BREATHE: Are there any names you absolutely will not use for a character?

DIANE: Not really. In fiction, anything is possible!

Happy Holidays! And thank you, Michelle, for this awesome opportunity.

Please visit DianeEscalera.com to learn more about my sexy tales. I love to interact with readers! “Like” my fan page on Facebook.com/DianeEscaleraOfficial. Follow me on Twitter.com/DianeEscalera.

Excerpt from Dangerous Desire:

In full view, Cruz stripped off his sweaty black tee and Sienna nearly had a heart attack. Jesus Christ. The men at her gym would’ve despised him. Her eyes slowly drank him in. Good God. He had the sexiest bod she’d ever seen. Taut and tan, his muscles were chiseled in a way that gave his dimensions beautiful symmetry. Tori would’ve been impressed. She’d always preached about the importance of muscle balance. Some men took it to the extreme. Not Cruz. He sported a tapered waist with shredded abs, V-shaped torso, and arms that made her drool because, if she had to pick a favorite body part, arms were it.

He used the dirty shirt to dry sweat off his gorgeous frame. Her eyes followed his movements, stopping at the bulldog tattoo etched on his sculpted pec, with the word Marines below. He’d been in the service, a kickass Marine. How hot!

He busted her checking him out.

She yanked her eyes away. Jeez. Her face probably looked as red as it felt.

Holding up a fresh shirt, he shook it out a few times. The sound of fabric caught her attention. Her gaze slid that way again. Okay. Sound had nothing to do with it. She just had to look one more time. He pulled the shirt over his head. Terrific. Now he wore a white muscle shirt tailor-made for his ripped physique. The thing should’ve been outlawed.

Wearing a sly smirk, he combed his fingers through his short, spiky hair. Running down the inside of his arm below his rock-hard biceps, he had another tattoo, this one with five small Chinese symbols. What a unique spot for a tattoo, and unbelievably sexy, like everything else about him. Even his name sounded hot.

He climbed into the driver’s seat and snapped his door shut. He didn’t look at her, but then, he didn’t have to. She knew he knew what kind of effect that little display had on her. Oh yeah. He had it written all over that smug face. He might be a soaking-wet dream she didn’t mind entertaining on a nightly basis, but she didn’t have to be so obvious.

Sienna grabbed her seatbelt and tried to latch it.

“Damn,” Cruz mumbled, as he watched her struggle with the belt. He turned on the ignition and flipped the air conditioning to the highest setting.

She looked at his face instead of his sinewy arm. It took willpower, because those arms really did it for her. “Is there a trick?” The mechanism wouldn’t click into place.

“I keep forgetting to get that thing checked,” he said. “Don’t usually carry passengers except for Roman.” He looked back at his dog and grinned. Roman sat on the bench seat patiently waiting to go bye-bye.

“It doesn’t work at all?” She preferred to wear a seatbelt, and not just because of the law. South Florida had some loony drivers.

“It just takes a little maneuvering,” he replied. “Let me give it a try.” He turned all that magnificence toward her and reached across her chest.

Holy crap, he was totally in her face, his delicious body stretched across her lap.

She held her breath and pressed her back into the seat, felt his weight, smelled his soap and baby shampoo. Her every cell fell under his spell. She tried to find her voice. “Any luck?” she squeaked out.

They were eye-to-eye, his mouth so close that if she puckered her lips, that would be it. His gaze traveled downward. He tilted his head like he wanted to kiss her. Uh-oh.

She hadn’t made out in years. She probably sucked at it by now. A magnetic intensity pulled her to him, and she had a feeling she’d relearn pretty quickly. Her body buzzed with sexual urgency. Not once in her life had she felt this consumed, this desperate to feel a man’s lips on hers.

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A Rose is a Rose?: Stephanie Beck

My apologies for the late post this morning. This should have been up a couple of hours ago. However, I’m sick with the flu and slept in! At any rate, welcome my friend and fellow Lyrical Press author Stephanie Beck and her very interesting take on how the simple names are sometimes the best—even when your characters are far from simplistic.

BREATHE: Do you feel your character names are influenced by the theme of your story? Why or why not?

STEPHANIE: Sometimes I like to use character names that I feel reflect the theme–it can lead to really cute situations and if the work needs a shot of sweetness, it works really well.

BREATHE: If you wrote in another genre, would it affect the names you picked for your characters? Why do you think this is?

STEPHANIE I tend to stay with old favorites for names, especially with men. I don’t want the name to be a main focus or possible stumbling point. I think if I wrote more fantasy or sci-fi I might indulge a bit on ‘out
there’ names.

BREATHE: What is your favorite character name—either your own or somebody else’s? Why do you like this name?

STEPHANIE: My favorite from my stories is ‘Ben’ from Teaching Ms. Riggs. Ben is traditionally a men’s name, but in this one Ben was the name for the leading lady and was short for Benfri–the character’s mother’s maiden name. I like the old school feel of the naming tradition.

BREATHE: Do you feel a character’s name affects the way you write him or her?

STEPHANIE: I think to an extent the name can set a tone. I would write a ‘Lily’ different than a ‘Mona’ and on the male side a ‘Brock’ is completely different than an ‘Andy’. Social perception of names and my own personal history with the names would color how I write about them.

BREATHE: Are there any names you absolutely will not use for a character?

STEPHANIE: I need names I can pronounce at a glance and can spell without having a cheat sheet. I really prefer a more simple name in writing so most likely you won’t find any Arabellas or Antonio or Kelohanilea or Demetrious or any of their 3-4-5 syllable cousins in my future works.

Excerpt from A Winter Tale With Marshmallows:

Chris leaned close and nuzzled the side of her face. She could feel him breathe her in, and she did the same and smiled.

“That’s not a good idea.”

Mona thought he might say that. “It’s a very good idea,” she replied. “I won’t beg, though, not for what you need to want as much as I do. A family, pups, I don’t blame you at all for hesitating. It’s a big order you weren’t expecting. And my family…well, I understand. I’m sorry I asked.”

She started to pull away, the heady feeling of lust and comfort ebbing, when she realized what it was she’d asked of him. He’d actually let her down very sweetly. The hormones and cocoa had gone to her head and made her much too loose.

Mona scooted to the edge of the counter, but before her feet touched the floor his lips were on hers, consuming them with a passion she’d never experienced. She dove right in, delving deeper into his mouth as he tried to do the same. Her belly was much too big to press as close as she wanted, but it wasn’t stopping either of them from doing their best to crawl beneath the other’s skin.

“Stop, stop,” she gasped, the willpower to pull away coming from a place she didn’t know existed. She couldn’t breathe, and more importantly, she didn’t want him guilt-tripped into something he didn’t really want.

“You don’t understand,” he growled and snuggled her hips to his erection, the heat and hardness penetrating through both of their layers of sweats. “I’m not hesitating. You don’t— I do want you. Everything feels right, but it’s not fair to you, so I’m going to let this be for now. I’m not pushing you away or saying ‘no.’ Oh, hell no. I’m just giving you time to decide what you want.”

He started to pull away, and this time she grabbed him, tugging him back until they were face-to-face. She was strong, but she also knew he allowed it. “Then no sex, no mating. But please come with me to bed.”

“And do what?” he asked suspiciously.

Her lips kicked up in a small grin. “Snuggle?”

“Snuggle?”

He sounded incredulous, and she figured it probably wasn’t the offer he usually got. But then he smiled, and she didn’t need him to speak when he lifted her in his arms, taking her weight with ease. He started for the bedroom, then doubled back to the kitchen. Mona frowned at him when he motioned to the counter with his head.

“Your cocoa, Miss Renalds.”

She smiled and, still in Chris’s arms, took the warm cup of chocolate from the counter and held it between her palms. His grin as he carried her down the hall made her think he might be anticipating some of her treat—silly wolf.

Cocoa and a snuggle. She sighed with the first complete pleasure she’d felt in much too long.

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A Rose is a Rose?: Sutton Fox

Author Sutton Fox, author of CENTER RING (on sale right now for Lyrical Press’s Christmas Bash), joins me today with her unique take on naming characters.

BREATHE: Do you feel your character names are influenced by the theme of your story? Why or why not?
SUTTON: No. At least not consciously. For example, Center Ring is the second book in a series. All the main players were named long before I wrote the first book. In my head the name must fit the character, and ring true for me. I don’t consider the theme when it comes to names.

BREATHE: If you wrote in another genre, would it affect the names you picked for your characters? Why do you think this is?

SUTTON: It might. If I wrote historical, I’d use names from that time period. Or if I wrote paranormal I believe I’d be free to be a little more creative with character names because there’s more room for pushing boundaries. Since I write contemporary and romantic suspense I tend to use names consistent with modern day people. I think it makes it easier to suspend disbelief.

BREATHE: What is your favorite character name—either your own or somebody else’s? Why do you like this name?

SUTTON: Tohrment. He’s one of the brothers in J.R. Wards, BDB. This is just one example, but I really like all of them because torment by itself is a powerful word, used as a name, it just reaches out and grabs you. At least it did me. I simply had to know who this character was.

BREATHE: Do you feel a character’s name affects the way you write him or her?

SUTTON: Yes. Character names can represent many things to the reader, strength, weakness, or many things in between. It’s important that the character’s name is a good fit.

BREATHE: Are there any names you absolutely will not use for a character?

SUTTON: Rumpelstiltskin. It’s a classic. Anything else is fair game.

EXCERPT from CENTER RING:

A late afternoon sun shed weakened rays through the patchy clouds, sprinkling tattered bits of sunlight over the ground. It was colder today. Julia pulled her coat closed against the nipping breeze and hurried into the building. She desperately wanted to ignore the incredible hulk following her around, but the manners Lacey had made sure she knew and understood wouldn’t let her. As a silent tribute to the only woman she’d ever willingly called Mom, Julia slowed her step and turned with a smile.

“Mr. Jameson, I’ve a staff meeting and conference calls for what little is left of the afternoon. Since I’ll be in my own office in the Cameron building, I’m sure I don’t require your services. If you’ve things you need to do, or reports to file, I’ll have Kelly find you a vacant office.” Using her best dismissive tone, she turned to walk inside.

She felt his heat when he pulled her close. His voice, almost a whisper, sounded low and seductive. It teased its way slowly across nerve endings long ignored, ignited embers she’d banked long ago. She rose to her full height and, with the help of Jimmy Choo, looked him straight in the eye.

“Mr. Jameson, as far as I’m concerned the only ‘good side’ you have is your ass heading out of my life.”

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