Monday, August 20, 2018
Janna Kincaid, Targeted, by Beverley Bateman, @kelownawriter, #contemporarywestern, #romanticsuspense, #Hawkinsranchseries
RW: What’s your story/back story? Why would someone come up with a story about you?
JK: I think I’m pretty normal. I work as a TV producer, and have a very successful, single life, but I have just inherited a ranch in Duster. I don’t want to go back to the town I was raised in, or the man I briefly married. I’m conflicted between the good memories and the bad ones of living there. But I have to go back to sign all the papers, even if I sell it. And then I have to figure out if I want the non-stop, stressful life in Seattle or the more relaxed family life with lots of support. Oh, and someone is trying to kill me.
RW: What problems do you have to face and overcome in your life?
JK: Right now, where do I start? I love the ranch and now I’m back I’m not sure I want to sell it. I spent a lot of my childhood there and have wonderful memories of it. I don’t want children, but I seem to have inherited a child and a dog. They’re now living with me on the ranch, and my mother is also staying there. And I love having everyone living with me. It won’t happen if I move back to Seattle. I’m still attracted to my ex-husband and I don’t want to be, because he wants to take care of me and I want to be independent. Oh, and someone is still trying to kill me for the ranch.
RW: Do you expect your hero/ine to help or is s/he the problem?
JK: He’s part of the problem. I married him once because I loved him but left and ran away. He never understood why I left, but he’s working so hard to understand now. And every time I have a problem he’s there to help me or save me from a killer.
RW: Where do you live?
JK: I live in Seattle, but I’ve inherited a ranch in Duster, Montana
RW: During what time-period does your story take place?
JK: The Present.
RW: How are you coping with the conflict in your life?
JK: Not very well, I’m afraid. It’s a little overwhelming. I’m taking one issue at a time, facing it and making a decision that I think works. It’s a slow process but I have most of the book to resolve everything—and survive.
RW: Bubble baths or steamy showers? Ocean or mountains? Puppies or kittens? Chocolate or caramel?
JK: Steamy showers, mountains, puppies and definitely chocolate.
RW: If you came with a warning label, what would it say?
JK: Touch carefully, can be prickly
RW: Hunky heroes or average Joe?
JK: Average Joe
RW: Party life or quiet dinner for two?
JK: Quiet dinner for two, by candlelight.
RW: Those are all the questions I have for you. Thank you for speaking to me.
JK: Thank you for having me.
Murder, mystery and romance fills award-winning, Canadian author, Beverley Bateman’s life. She loves to plot, kill and hopefully baffle the reader. Her nursing and public health nursing background helps with some details and administering a community care facility program had her investigating and directing investigations into irregularities and sometimes death. She even has court experience.
She began writing in her preteens and loved to write locked room mysteries. Reading Nancy Drew helped her figure out plots. Facing breast cancer, she decided she needed to do what she’d always wanted and began to write. She completed her first romantic suspense novel and hasn’t stopped writing since. She recently moved and now lives among ranches and wheat fields in southern Alberta, with her husband and Shiba Inu dog.
Hawkins Ranch Series—Kye’s Story
After an eleven year absence Janna Kincaid inherits a ranch and is forced to return to a town she only remembers with unhappiness, a man to whom she was briefly married and never wants to see again, and someone is trying to kill her.
Kye Hawkins has loved Janna since he first met her. They were married, but a few weeks later she ran away without an explanation. He still hasn’t figured out why. Now she’s coming back. Does she still love him? Can he rekindle the romance and also prevent her from being killed?
Janna doesn’t want Kye’s help in any way, yet he always seems to be there when she’s in trouble. Can they work together to find a killer, save the Native burial ground and home of the spirits, and find romance again?
Someone had shot her back tire. Janna gripped the wheel to keep the vehicle on the road. She debated whether to try and outrun the shooter, wherever he was, or find cover. The windshield shattered as a third bullet entered the passenger side.
So much for outrunning the shooter.
She scanned the area and spotted an outcropping of rocks a few feet ahead on her right. She aimed the vehicle in that direction.
Two more shots, and both the back tires went down.
Definitely find cover.
Janna ducked low behind the steering wheel until the vehicle reached the rocks. When the car stopped, she grabbed the keys from the ignition and her purse and dove out the door. Bullets bounced off the rocks behind her as she scrambled for cover. Whoever was doing the shooting was serous. Anyone of the shots could have hit her.
She reached the rocks, keeping low until she got to the middle where she curled up as tightly as possible, her back against a rock. Her heart pounded in her ears, her breathing came in gasps. This was getting to be a habit. First someone tried to kill her in Seattle, and now, out in this god-forsaken country.
What the hell is going on? Why are they shooting at me? Was it the same person who shot at me in Seattle? That doesn’t seem likely, but who even knew I was coming here? Maybe it’s someone just trying to rob a stranger.
Yeah right, be honest, Janna, does this road look like many strangers came this way? And if they did, would they have a lot to steal? You really think this person selected a spot in the rocks where he would have a good shot at my vehicle. Coincidence? Not damn likely.
At least she’d worn boots and jeans—even if they were designer jeans. Now they were filthy, and so was her red sweater and jean jacket.
Another shot hit the rock behind her. She rolled over onto her stomach, shaded her eyes, and squinted into the sun. He must be up on the cliffs straight ahead. She wasn’t sure, but she thought she might have glimpsed a light, maybe a reflection off his scope.
Terrific! Now what? My gun is in my purse. I could fire back, but that would be a waste of bullets at this distance.
She yanked out her cell and punched in 9-1-1.
A pounding pulsed through the ground and came closer. Janna could feel the vibrations. It felt like horses. She glanced around, without raising her head, to see what was coming.
Suddenly there was a hand in front of her face.
“Grab it and jump on.”
The deep, rumbling voice was not asking. It was an order.
Janna grabbed the strong hand. In one smooth motion, she swung up behind a man on his horse. Seconds later, she had her hands wrapped around his well-developed, muscular chest, as the big chestnut thundered across the ground, out of the bullets’ range.
The man wore a leather jacket over a sweater. Her hands slid under the jacket for better grip. Even through the sweater she could feel sinewy muscles. She laid her head against his back and his braid. She took a breath in, inhaling the rich scent of leather, trying to calm her racing heart rate.
She glanced behind her. The cliffs were fading into the distance. The muscles of his well-developed shoulders bunched and relaxed as he led the horse at a gallop across the field. She felt safe for some unfathomable reason.
He had a familiar woodsy scent that made her think of sex under pine trees, not that she’d ever made love there. In fact, her sex life was pretty negligible these days.
They’d been riding for several minutes when Janna leaned forward. “You can put me down any place. I can manage now.”
“Really? And just what are you going to do out here, miles from town, by yourself, with someone shooting at you?”
The voice was deep, but soft, and rolled over her like warmed brandy. It triggered something in the back of her memory. The earthy scent, the sinewy body, the braid, the voice… She knew this person who had ridden up out of nowhere to save her.
“I have my cell. I’ve already called 9-1-1,” she snapped.
“And did you get an answer?”
Janna yanked her cell phone up where she could see the screen again and re-tapped in 9-1-1. And then there was that famous phrase—No Service.
There was a deep chuckle. “That’s what I thought. There’s no service in this area. The mountains block it.”
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Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Beverley-Bateman/e/B008M01F5E
Sunday, August 05, 2018
Hi!, I’m Kim Baccellia, a YA author. I’m from Sacramento (yes, the same city where Stephanie does her crossings). Currently I live in Southern California with my husband, son, and Damon, my birdy cockatiel.
RW: How many hours a day do you spend writing?
KB: I usually write Monday-Friday and give myself the weekend off. If I have a deadline though, I will work during the weekend.
I schedule time for writing. During this time, I don’t answer the phone or do errands for others. This is my time. I feel it’s very important to give yourself permission to say ‘no’ to others.
RW: Why did you decide to write? When did you submit your first manuscript and what genre was it?
KB: I’ve always wanted to be an author. I’ve written short stories since the fifth grade. I didn’t really start submitting stories/poetry out until much later. My first novel, Earrings of Ixtumea, was a multi-diverse YA fantasy.
RW: Who influenced your writing?
KB: I’d have to say Terry Brooks influenced my writing at the beginning. I first got into fantasies when I read his Sword of Shannara series in high school. My biggest thrill was when I actually met him at the Maui Writing Conference back in 2004. When I told him how much he influenced me with my own writing, he asked about it. He’s so supportive of the writing community!
RW: Who are your favorite characters among the books
KB: I really have to say that Jordan Lake of my Myth & Mayhem series is one of my favorites. I love her enthusiasm and she’s the one that lead me to find out more about Audrey Hepburn.
Stephanie in the Crossed series is someone close to my heart. She reflects the conflicts and struggles I had with my faith as a teenager and how the church dealt with the paranormal.
RW: How do you come up with story ideas? What kind of research do you do for a book?
KB: Each book is different. For the Crossed series I came up with the idea after seeing numerous crosses off the side of the road. My husband asked, ‘What if it’s the job of someone to make those crosses?’ I took it a step further and had Stephanie be a ‘Rescuer’, someone who made talismans for the dead in order to guide them to the Other Side.
In Myth & Mayhem series, I was frustrated with the number of rejections I had been getting. At that time I was a reader for a YA romance imprint. So while on a run, I brainstormed an idea that would include a ‘cute’ light romance.
Earrings of Ixtumea came about after an experience I had as a bilingual teacher. I used to have this one bulletin board where I’d have the students draw themselves. Almost all of my girls drew themselves as white, blonde, and with blue eyes. That really bothered me. I was taking Chicano Studies classes where my professor explained why this might be happening. I also saw this with my half-Mexican grandfather who denied his roots and tried to make himself “white.” So Lupe came to be. I had her thrust into a parallel world where she had to confront her heritage.
RW: Would you like to write a different genre or sub-genre than you do now?
KB: I’m currently writing a romance set in Tuscany, Italy. It’s more New Adult. It’s been fun to write. I even took an Italian class at the local junior college which was a lot of fun! I feel that it’s good to write outside your comfort zone!
I also plan on finishing a memoir based on growing up with a bipolar father.
RW: How many books have you written, how many have been published?
KB: I currently have five published books out. Earrings of Ixtumea; Crossed Out; Crossed Fire; No More Goddesses; and Goddesses Can Wait.
I’m doing yet another round of revisions on a diverse post-apocalyptic YA. I also am writing a romance. I have the outline of a memoir that I plan to get back to soon.
I also have a poem published in a poetry anthology, an essay on the adoption of my son in a national adoption magazine, and other poetry published.
RW: If I were a first-time reader of your books, which one would you recommend I start with and why?
KB: I’d recommend first reading Crossed Out to find out more about Stephanie. Though Crossed Fire could be a standalone novel.
Younger readers I’d recommend reading No More Goddesses to find out how Jordan ends up getting on the wrong side of the Goddess of Love.
RW: What book for you has been the easiest to write? The hardest? The most fun?
KB: I’d have to say Myth & Mayhem series was the most fun to write. I totally got into reading about Audrey Hepburn and fell in love with her.
The hardest scene to write has to be when Lupe finds out why her mother became so hardcore. I sobbed throughout writing that scene.
RW: Are you in control of your characters or do they control you?
KB: I have to laugh on this question. I’m not a fan of country music, but my one character, Phoenix, loves it. Let’s just say I ended up listening to it in order to get into the head of my character! You never know where they’ll lead you.
Stephanie Stewart is a typical sixteen-year-old girl—she loves hanging out with her friends, going to concerts, and sipping mocha lattes. Yup. Just your average teenager… Except for one difference—she can see and talk to the dead. In fact, Stephanie helps dead girls who who’ve been murdered or killed, cross over. Just as Stephanie is getting used to her unique “gift,” her mom stumbles into some dangerous witchcraft that backfires and triggers similar abilities in Stephanie’s best friend Cura, and nemesis Hillary.
Stephanie already has enough trouble trying to maintain a “normal” life between school and her cute boyfriend Dylan, who happens to have a supernatural talent all his own. But now she has to help her friend Cura and her “frenemy” Hillary cope with their new-found powers as well as cross over two murdered cheerleaders and battle an evil demon who wants to use Stephanie’s supernatural strengths as a free pass to The Other Side. And she needs to do it all while still getting her term papers in on time. She’s definitely going to need an extra-large mocha latte for this.
Life hasn’t been “normal” for me in a very long time. Not since I figured out that I could see and talk to dead people. Well, dead girls mostly. My name is Stephanie Stewart and I help dead teenage girls cross over into the light. I’m not sure why I’ve been singled out for this. I don’t think I’m anyone special, but for some reason I’ve been given this “gift” and it has really thrown my life upside down.
Kim Baccellia has always been a sucker for the paranormal. She blames it on her family’s love for such things—such as having picnics at cemeteries, visiting psychics, and reading her mother’s copies of the daily horoscope. She even had her own horoscope column in middle school, which was a big hit! She lives in Southern California with her husband and son.
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Publisher: Lachesis Publishing
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Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Kim-Baccellia/e/B002NM28O4