Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Author Interview- Joyce Holmes

Happy Tuesday readers.

To round out March on a high note, 
I have author Joyce Holmes and her new book, 
Dare to Risk All

 Welcome Joyce, it's wonderful to meet you. Tell me three words that describe yourself starting with A, B, and C.

What are your three favorite things?


 Are you self- published or with a publishing company (if so, which one?)?

I’m fortunate to be published with two publishers, Sweet Cravings Publishing and The Wild Rose Press.

Is there a process you stick to, or do you just write as it hits you?

I fall somewhere in between. Usually I come up with a character or two, and a basic premise, then see where it goes from there. As for my writing process, I always edit as I go along. Each day, before I start writing fresh, I read what I’ve written the day before and do some light edits. Sometimes when I hit a roadblock, I go back and read/edit from the beginning and that either helps get me back into the story or it points out where I headed in the wrong direction.

How much is your character like you?

I certainly don’t have Tessa’s marketing smarts, but we do share several traits, now that I think about it. We’re both diligent and have been under-appreciated at work. We don’t put a lot of stock in our appearance, and we’re both short, although that’s where the similarities in our looks end. We love animals and our dogs are a big part of our family. We believe in happy-ever-after.

When not writing, what can you be found doing?

My hubby and I love to travel as much as we can, and I’m an avid picture taker, which I probably over-share on my blog. We also like to get out into nature, hiking, biking, and our newest sport - kayaking. I’d really love to spend more time with my family, but my three boys have all scattered across this vast country so I don’t see them nearly as much as I want to.

When writing, which do you prefer to write with, computer or paper and pen?

I make lots of notes with pen and paper, but the actual writing is done on my laptop.


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?


“Morning, Tessa,” Ben and Travis chorused as she came down the hallway toward them the next morning.
She had arrived at least twenty minutes early, so why was Ben already at work? Sharing small talk and coffee with Travis in the hall outside their office. Brownnoser. And he’d effectively stolen the advantage of being the first to settle into the new office.
Ben’s gaze moved coolly, shamelessly, over her body in a deliberately appreciative manner. His sensuous mouth curved into a smile that made her legs go rubbery and had her wishing she’d chosen a pantsuit instead of the curve-clinging wool dress.
Not that she had any actual curves worth clinging to.
“Morning.” She smiled pleasantly at Travis first, then nodded briefly in Ben’s direction and turned her back on him, hoping he wouldn’t follow her into the office.
He did. And he closed the door behind him.
She went to her desk, using it as a barrier between them to help cope with his presence. Her temper tended to subside as quickly as it flared, and yesterday’s outburst already shamed her. After careful consideration, she realized she’d behaved unreasonably toward Ben. Because he was right—he had offered to stop before they’d made love, and she had been the one to convince him otherwise.
Despite not feeling very logical right now, common sense told her she shared in the responsibility for what had happened between them. She needed to put aside her personal feelings and concentrate on work. Because there was no room for personal feelings at the office. Not irritation, or resentment, and definitely not regret or any residual and unwanted desire.
She’d never be oblivious to the attraction of Ben’s sea-deep green eyes and flashing smile, but as far as she was concerned, that would be the extent of it. What had happened on the cruise was attributable to the circumstances, the romantic setting. Nothing more. Trying to continue with that type of behavior here at the workplace would be a recipe for disaster, or at the very least, she’d run the risk of losing her job. She’d always managed to keep her career goals clearly in sight. Now should be no different.
Ben shrugged out of his suit jacket and hung it across the back of his desk chair. He paced restlessly around the room, then moved to the window and stood in front of it with his hands in his pants pockets. Tessa surreptitiously watched his every move, enjoying and appreciating his casual grace and masculine beauty. As she grew aware of the direction her thoughts had headed, she irritably stopped herself and focused on her desktop instead. The photo of her and Lauren lay face down in the middle of her desk, and she placed it in its usual spot at the far left corner.
“The fellow who moved your desk and filing cabinet said something about hooking up your computer later this morning.”
“That’ll be fine,” Tessa muttered as she reached out and nudged the picture frame a fraction of an inch to the right.
Ben crossed the room to the computer table. From where she sat, Tessa caught a whiff of a sensuous blend of spice and citrus as he passed her desk. She swallowed. Hard.
“I take it this was Ed Hardy’s computer and now it’s for my use?” he asked after a moment.
“I guess,” Tessa agreed. Needing to concentrate on something other than how sexy Ben smelled, she dug in her drawer for her appointment book to see what she had on her schedule for the day. Morris wanted her to clean up any outstanding work by the end of the week, leaving her free to focus on new accounts with Ben. She had been developing some ideas to pitch for spec work, which were almost in the final stages and wouldn’t take long to finish once her computer was back up and running.
Ben walked over to her desk, folded both arms across his chest and gazed down at her. “Ya know, this polite stranger thing is getting pretty old.” When she looked up, he braced his arms on the edge of the desk and leaned in. “Are we talking to one another or what?”
Tessa dropped the book and flattened into her chair. That now familiar breathless feeling constricted her throat. His stance, his closeness, gave her an exhilarated, restless sensation. Her body reacted to the message she read in his eyes, little jolts of desire mingling with spurts of resentment. The treacherous way her body responded to him embarrassed her, and if she read his smug expression correctly, he knew exactly what effect he had on her.
No matter what or how she actually felt, her pride demanded that she prove this impertinent man wrong.
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Monday, March 30, 2015

Author Interview- Misty Simon

Happy Monday readers.

I am so excited about today's guest and was beyond thrilled 
when she agreed to be guest, because I truly LOVE her writing. 

Please join me in welcoming author Misty Simon to the blog and be sure to read on as I give a review of her Ivy Morris Mysteries at the end.

It's so nice having you here Misty, 
tell me three words that describe yourself starting with A, B, and C.  
Affable, Banter-y, Chipper

What are your three favorite things? 
Thunderstorms, Reading and Writing

Are you self- published or with a publishing company (if so, which one?)? 
I publish with The Wild Rose Press and have two novellas out with Harlequin

Is there a process you stick to, or do you just write as it hits you? 

HA! Don’t let any of my friends read this! I do try to stick to a process. It doesn’t always work but I make the effort J I mind map the concept of the book first, then longhand scene ideas. I then try to put them into some order, usually on note cards and from there I create a timeline of sorts. It gives me a place to look to see if there are plot holes. There usually are and then I have to go back and fix them. At this point I usually put it aside, write the last book I mapped out and then come back fresh to fix things. I plot the next one, write the one I fixed and rinse and repeat.

How much is your character like you? 

More than anyone will ever know…

Music is a big influence on my writing. I have certain songs that inspire each chapter, or the whole book. What helps to inspire you? 

I also listen to music when I write. I don’t tend to look for certain songs as I try not to pay attention to the lyrics or I end up writing them. Believe me, it’s happened and then I only found them in editing. But I have certain genres or bands I listen to depending on the mood of the scene I’m working on.

Will there be more books in your series, or can you tell us about any previous books? 

There will be more books! This is the third in the previously published Ivy Morris Mysteries series and I have five total that will come out and then it’s on to new ones! I’m very excited to bring Ivy back. The first is tentatively called Hoedown Showdown and I’m having a blast with it!

(This author is doing her happy dance. I will be first in line to get my copy!!!!!)

When writing, which do you prefer to write with, computer or paper and pen? 

Depending on which stage I’m at I use them all and highlighters and colored pencils and markers and notecards. Really I’m just a terror in any stationery store.


Misty Simon loves a good story and decided one day that she would try her hand at it. Eventually she got it right. There’s nothing better in the world than making someone laugh, and she hopes everyone at least snickers in the right places when reading her books. She lives with her husband, daughter and three insane dogs in Central Pennsylvania where she is hard at work on her next novel or three. She loves to hear from readers so drop her a line at misty@mistysimon.com


Twitter: @MistySimon


Ivy Morris never thought she'd be walking her new stepmother down the aisle to her father. Not a flawless event, because, really, when is anything in Ivy's life flawless? At least she avoids tripping. It's the reception that has the flaw.  The wedding singer nearly chokes to death on a glass of water, and then Ivy's sister finds something unexpected in the parking lot.

And that's not all. Something odd is going on in the sleepy little town of Martha's Point — for some reason, no female under the age of fifty can keep her hands off Ivy's boyfriend. Ivy's little shop enjoys a tremendous increase in business as those women keep running in to buy more new sexy lingerie, but her heart is anything but happy.

What will it take to solve these mysteries? Is Ivy up to it? Well, she's about to find out.


“I wonder what’s up with Shelley.” Bella freshened her lipstick, which looked like it had been chewed off. Had she done that herself, or had her new squeeze, Officer Jared, done it for her? I really envied her freedom to do whatever she wanted whenever the mood struck her.
“It’s like an epidemic today,” I said. “Some woman at the dress shop sewed up most of my dress wrong and I could barely fit into it. When Sarah, the owner, finally got hold of me, she gave it a couple of tugs and, voila, it fit like a dream. I don’t get it.”
“I wouldn’t worry. Let’s get you taken care of as best we can and get back out there. I left Jared with a very strained expression on his face, and I don’t want it to go away before I’m good and ready.”
Bella, the eternal sexpot. I wished I could call myself the kettle.
Instead, we went back out to the table with my hair pulled into a messy but chic ponytail. Thank goodness Bella had a pair of earrings in her purse that hung almost to my shoulder. They made the stubby ponytail look a little less fourth grade and more fancy college co-ed. I hadn’t done anything with the degree I had received other than be an admin assistant, but I could look the part, I guessed.
When we arrived back at the table, Ben rose from his chair and helped me into mine. He could be a gentleman when he wanted to be. Not that he was a complete jerk at other times, but he did have his moments of over-the-top arrogance.

Review for Ivy Morris Mysteries

                First, let me start by saying I am a tremendously HUGE fan of Misty Simon’s, Ivy Morris Mysteries Books. (As if you already couldn’t tell by my excitement). Don’t get me wrong, her other books-Making Room at the Inn and What’s Life Without the Sprinkles?- are all equally fabulous, but there is something special about Ivy Morris.

                Misty has crafted such a wonderfully vibrant character, that while I’m reading, I find myself many times wanting to jump up and yell, “You go girl! That’s my Ivy!”
    We first meet Ivy in Book One, Poison Ivy where she’s been given a chance to find herself. I won’t spoil it for those of you who haven’t read it yet, but I will say Ivy moves to a new town, where she’s not well received. Finding a supportive new friend in hairstylist Bella, who bring a little color into Ivy’s brown life and catching the attention of town stud, Ben, Ivy’s life is looking up. Until one of her new friends is murdered, thrusting Ivy into the role of detective.
                A logophile (that means lover of words- I had to look it up), Ivy has a grand appreciation for seldom used words and I literally feel like every time I open one of her books, that my vocabulary expands by leaps and bounds.
                Book Two, The Wrong Drawers keeps the ball rolling when Ivy is framed in the murder of Bella’s high school friend and things between the besties become a little rocky. To make matters worse, Ivy’s dad is playing interference where her romantic life is concerned.
                Now, not only does Ivy have to prove her innocence, she has to contend with a raging case of the bedroom blues!

                Something’s fishy in Martha’s Point, VA in Book Three, Something old, Something dead, and once again Ivy Morris finds herself smack in the middle of it.
                A dead wedding singer, a covert town plan to sabotage her relationship with Ben, and a gorgeous stranger who makes Ivy think twice all make for a fast-paced and fun read that will leave you wanting more. And I am so glad there are more to come.

Side note: I read Book Two and Three in one sitting!!!!!

Each book gets a rousing 5 hearts. Do yourself a favor and grab your copies today.