Monday, January 31, 2011

Room With A So-soView

Please welcome Harlequin SuperRomance editor Victoria Curran. 
  
Victoria Curran

Room with a so-so View

Thank you for inviting me to be a guest…a month ago! But I’m finally here and it’s a pleasure to chat. I was a lurker earlier in January when Wanda was visiting, and there’s no better advice, I think, than to ignore the laundry. (I suspect she didn’t mean for months at a time, though, drat.)

Wanda also touched on what we’re looking for in acquiring books, along with the wonderful news that we’re going up in word count. So instead, I thought I’d share insight into the first half of my month…not “a day in the life of” because very little gets started and finished in one day…but more of an overview of the kind of projects I’m sure every editor has to juggle at different stages of production—and deadline.

I came back from Christmas refreshed, having even managed to read a non-romance book for a change (Emma Donoghue’s Room—amazing). In the quiet of our still half-empty Toronto offices, I shut my door and finished a line edit I’d been desperate to submit to Ingrid, our copy manager, before Christmas…due Dec. 23. I made copies of it (one for me, one for the author) and finally got the master to Ingrid’s In Box. Considering I’d submitted another July 2011 line edit a week early, I figure the late one evens out the score. (Not sure how Ingrid feels about that….)

After taking care of the outstanding line edit—and still waiting for my two authors with books in the following month to submit the revisions they were working on over Christmas (not my fault!) so I could line edit toward the Jan. 20 deadline—I had planned to catch up on my slush reading. I’ve been working with several unpublished authors on unsolicited manuscripts for Superromance and have been anxious to get to two revisions I’d requested. Unfortunately, they got put on hold again because of contracted stories—these ones on a different pile on a different shelf of my bookcase.

One of my authors is in the middle of a trilogy and needed feedback on the first full and the second book’s partial as she kept writing. My input would come too late to affect much change to the second book, since the author was nearly finished it, so I spent a day reading both projects to make sure the connecting story arc is strong and that no changes to the first book will affect the others. I contacted the author to give her my immediate thoughts (strong arc, strong second story opening, first story will need revision to convey the connecting story more actively, more gradually—a common challenge with connected books, the dreaded info dump!) and to reassure her that none of the notes I’m going to e-mail her should affect the individual stories. Then I made all kinds of vows to myself—and her—that I will follow up with my notes today/tomorrow/next week….

Because of a shortened week, not a whole lot more got accomplished, except for submitting a deflag to Ingrid. A deflag is what we call the stage of production where the master copy with the editor’s line edits comes back from copy editing, at about the same time as the author emails her feedback on the line edits. At deflag, the editor goes through the master to address the copy editor’s flagged queries and also writes in the author’s changes.

In the midst of deflagging and reading and revising, I spent a couple of days packing up my office because I’m downsizing to a room with a window, if not a view. I’ll miss Executive Editor Paula Eykelhof, who has been across from me for more than seven years, but I gain one of the colder spots in the building—yes!

In the chaos of boxes, I made an author’s final changes to a set of AAs (“author alterations”, author’s last chance to catch errors…but not to panic, proofreading still has another read). Then Wanda and I did some last-minute brainstorming on titles for two books whose existing ones wouldn’t fly for various reasons.

Good news/bad news: one of the two revisions I’ve been expecting came in! To get the two line edits done in time, I need to start work immediately. It takes me at least two solid days to edit a book, and there is never a solid day, what with vision team meetings to create effective covers, title brainstorming, packaging books off to freelance copywriters and then editing the books’ preliminary matter (cover copy and authors’ acknowledgments, etc.) and tracking all the stages of my authors’ works, not to mention acquiring fresh, new authors’ stories through judging contests and reading submissions.

Which brings me back to the unsolicited manuscripts waiting far too long in the queue. If reading a promising new work means a late edit down the line, then that’s a call I had to make. And more good news/bad news: one of the slush proposals is a compelling story that could really fit in Superromance—I’m just not 100% convinced the author has a grasp of the romantic tension we need, the kind that comes out of specific, high-stakes risk (what huge thing does the hero/heroine risk losing if they loved the other character…too often in romances, one of the pair knows something the other doesn’t and the obstacle doesn’t play out actively until the secret is revealed). So I’ve asked Wanda for a second read, which is actually a fifth read at this point. And maybe all the work the author’s put into this story will result in a contract.

So does it come as a surprise to anyone that I got one of my two January line edits in on deadline and I’m still working on the second one? Onward and upward, as my father used to say!

Sunday, January 30, 2011

In Stores Tuesday, February 1, 2011!

February 2011
In Stores February 1, 2011 

Available now at:








The Last Goodbye
by Sarah Mayberry

Harlequin Superromance
Feb 2011
Miniseries: Going Back
Category: Heart & Home
Paperback
ISBN: 9780373716869 (#1686)

Ally Bishop knows the settling kind when she sees one. And Tyler Adamson is definitely one. Ordinarily this never-in-one-place-long girl would stay far, far away. Maybe it's the way he looks in jeans, or the way he looks at her, but suddenly Ally is breaking her own rules with dizzying speed. All that Australian temptation right next door…well, there's only so much resistance one girl can have.

As she dives into a fling with Tyler, Ally assures herself she can maintain perspective. After all, he's only here long enough to care for his ailing father. That gives them a time limit, right? With each passing day, however, she falls for Tyler more. And soon she has the strongest urge to unpack her suitcase and stay awhile.




In His Good Hands
by Joan Kilby

Harlequin Superromance
Feb 2011
Miniseries: Summerside Stories
Category: Heart & Home
Paperback
ISBN: 9780373716876 (#1687)

Renita Thatcher never imagined she'd see Brett O'Connor in town again—let alone in her office. Over the years, Renita has only caught glimpses of her old crush in the tabloids as Brett jet-set his way to football superstardom…. Oh, who's she trying to kid? She'd followed his career religiously. And his marriage to the gorgeous, high-profile trophy wife. Ex-wife.

Now Renita, the only loans officer in Summerside Bay, has something Brett wants. Just like in high school, she's in a position of power over him, but this time, she doesn't want to mess it up. Her next move is critical. Does she want revenge or does she want to surrender herself to a guy who looks even better than her best fantasy?


His Wife for One Night
by Molly O'Keefe

Harlequin Superromance
Feb 2011
Miniseries: Marriage of Inconvenience
Category: Heart & Home
Paperback
ISBN: 9780373716883 (#1688)

Jack McKibbon knows the score when he offers to marry his best friend Mia Alatore. He's fixing a bad situation for her—that's all—they aren't making a real life together. She wants to stay on the ranch and he's got his studies and inventions elsewhere. Still, this arrangement is a good deal for both of them.

Until that one night…

A sexy interlude with Mia makes Jack rethink their relationship…and their future. But all his plans grind to a halt when she asks for a divorce. Once upon a time, Jack might have agreed. But now that he knows the chemistry they share, he's not giving up a second chance to be with his wife.


Taken to the Edge
by Kara Lennox

Harlequin Superromance
Feb 2011
Miniseries: Project Justice
Category: Heart & Home
Paperback
ISBN: 9780373716890 (#1689)

Ford Hyatt thought he was done. He was all set to give up on himself and on Project Justice. Then Robyn Jasperson walks back into his life. His former bad-girl crush looks better than ever and needs his help getting a case overturned. Robyn's got an ex-husband in jail, a murdered son and nowhere else to turn.

Ford let her down before. But now he can find the truth, set matters straight and redeem himself. And time is running out. If he fails, she has everything to lose. If he wins, he has everything to gain, including Robyn's heart.


Maddie Inherits a Cowboy
by Jeannie Watt

Harlequin Superromance
Feb 2011
Miniseries: Home on the Ranch
Category: Heart & Home
Paperback
ISBN: 9780373716906 (#1690)

No heat. No bed. And a cow…hanging from the rafters? What kind of ranch is this? No wonder Madeline's brother only sent pictures of the stunning Nevada landscape. He couldn't very well have convinced his family he was happy in this godforsaken place. But the cold outside is more bearable than the frosty partner she's inherited along with half of the ranch. Ty Hopewell. Not exactly Mr. Social.

Never mind. She has every right to be here. She may be a city girl, but Madeline Blaine has a PhD and she's not afraid to use it. Something about this place—and this cowboy—just doesn't feel right. And she's going to figure out what it is. And fix it. Fix him, too…if she can.


Promise to a Boy
by Mary Brady

Harlequin Superromance
Feb 2011
Miniseries: Suddenly a Parent
Category: Heart & Home
Paperback
ISBN: 9780373716913 (#1691)

The small Montana town of St. Adelbert was supposed to be a refuge for Abby Fairbanks and her young nephew, Kyle. But the well-dressed, far-too-good-looking stranger standing outside her front door could threaten all that.

His name is Reed Maxwell, and he's looking for his missing brother—possibly the father of the boy Abby has sworn to protect. Abby refuses to believe Reed is the type who'd take a child from his home and the people who love him. Because Reed seems like a good man, who didn't come to destroy a family but to mend one. Maybe even to find one.

But when events beyond their control threaten to come between them, will Reed walk away and take Kyle—and Abby's heart—with him?

Saturday, January 29, 2011





This week's daily drawing winners...

Monday, January 24, 2011
Catslady
You win Vegas Two Step, The Way to Texas, and A Little Texas by Liz Talley

Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Ann ( who travelled cross country to Milwaukee)
You win Promise to a Boy and He Calls Her Doc, plus 3 Toss On elastic bracelets from Mary Brady

Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Kristina Mathews


You win two Superromances from Darlene Gardeners backlist

Thursday, January 27, 2011
JCP
You win a gemstone and turquoise necklace and a backlist book from Roz Denny Fox

Please use our contact page to claim your prize.


And don't miss next week's bloggers...

Monday 31 January 2011
Victoria Curran, Superromance Editor


Tuesday 1 February 2011
Wanda Ottewell, Superromance Senior Editor


Wednesday 2 February 2011
Carrie Weaver
"WHEN PIGS FLY"
Carrie will be giving away 3 autographed copies of Welcome Home Daddy

Thursday 3 February 2011
Joan Kilby
"UNREQUITED LOVE'S A BORE"
Joan will be giving away three copies of In His Good Hands

Friday, January 28, 2011

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Thursday, January 27, 2011

January A Time Of Reflection And Resolution


What do all of you do in January? It’s a dreary month as a rule. Some probably say a let-down from the fast paced festive months beginning with Halloween in October, Thanksgiving in November, followed by the high energy Christmas holiday in December. How many of you are glad to see this month almost over?

January is supposed to be a time for reflection and resolution.  A lot of us like to put off or avoid both of those philosophical deliberations.

So, tell me what you do in January.

I stock up on stacks of books.  I’m partial to Harlequin because I like happy endings.  I like stories that transport me out of the long, cold, grey days this month generally brings.  January is the perfect month to curl up on the sofa, under a blanket, with a hot cup of coffee or chocolate and read uplifting stories that make me feel better.

Granted I can’t read all day every day even if it is what I like to do best. I make a point of dragging out the Wii-Fit and it sits there taunting me until I carve out some time to exercise. Walking is my exercise of choice, but I’m such a fair-weather walker it’s pathetic. Wii-Fit and Wii-Sport are cold-weather alternatives. I always also set up a puzzle right after Christmas decorations are taken down. If Santa doesn’t bring me books and puzzles, I buy them for myself. A piece here, a piece there as I go by the table, and soon the puzzle is complete. It’s an endeavor that leaves my mind free to wander and dream. Hopefully to think up new stories.

But, as January is seemingly longer than spring, summer and fall months when I can get out to walk or do yard work, what else do I find to fill my January days and evenings? A last resort is to clean my office. By year’s end my desk is piled high with papers and notes that need discarding or filing. Since I was blessed with a mother who instilled in me that each new year needs to start with a tidy slate, I take a week to discard, file and shred in my office until I can actually see the surface of my desk. And, oh my, it always needs dusting after that. With a clean desk I get around to correspondence. This is the month to catch up with people who sent me Christmas notes or letters. By now my month is drawing to a close. Okay, I read this blog over and mercy, but my January sounds boring. I hope you all chime in here with ideas and things you do from New Year’s Day to the next holiday we writers and women in general love–Valentine’s Day, so that when next January rolls around I’ll have a host of new exciting concepts to choose from.

Bear in mind, of course, reading the great books written by my fellow Harlequin authors will remain number one on my list.

What do all of you do in January?  It’s a dreary month as a rule.  Some probably say a let-down from the fast paced festive months beginning with Halloween in October, Thanksgiving in November, followed by the high energy Christmas holiday in December. How many of you are glad to see this month almost over?

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Pretty Boys of Pro Sports

Since I don’t have a new book to promote until June, I thought I’d make my debut blog about something fun. So let’s talk men. Specifically good-looking, athletic men.
I should admit upfront that not only am I a veteran Superromance author (the title of that June book, by the way, is Twice the Chance by Darlene Gardner), I’m a sports nut. I swear it’s not because I like to look at men. It’s just a happy perk.
I stole the idea for the blog from a feature called the 25 Biggest Pretty Boys in Sports on the website bleacherreport.com. The usual suspects were present – quarterback Tom Brady (No. 2), soccer star David Beckham (No. 3) and baseball slugger Alex Rodriguez (No. 4). Cristiano Ronaldo, another soccer player, took the top spot. The website said it was partly because of his underwear shoots with super models!
Rounding out the top ten were Terrell Owens and Chad Ochocinco of the Cincinnati Bengals, former NFL quarterback Joey Harrington, Dallas Cowboys quarterback Tony Romo, Jets quarterback Mark Sanchez and tennis player Rafael Nadal.
I’m not sure why I’ve never used any of these guys as a model for a romance hero. My husband says it’s because all my heroes are based on him. :-)
So here’s the fun part. Do you especially agree with any of the athletes mentioned? Who else would be on your personal list? For the purposes of the Bleacher Report, pretty boys were those who paid attention to style and fashion. For ours, it’ll just be athletes who look good!

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

To Feed the Muse: 4557 Miles in a Car


My muse, my delightful and demanding guiding spirit, is greedy--thank goodness, as I'll take any excuse for a road trip.

At the end of August 2010, hubby and I started a journey from the Midwest to Montana. Loved wide-open North Dakota, were amazed by Montana, stumbled into Idaho, headed back by way of Wyoming and raced for home through South Dakota and Minnesota. Presto, fourteen days, 4557 miles, several hundred photos, and only minor spatting.


I like to believe travel adds texture to my fiction:

Driving along the highway at night and having cattle noses appear our of the darkness so quickly and so close to the passenger window, the grown man beside me yelps and I laugh because--well--I can't help myself.

Reading the tales of terror and triumph on the roadside dedications and suddenly feeling the people's fear of facing the unknown or a fierce enemy, and as quickly feeling their joy at having accomplished something few, if any, of their contemporaries ever would.

Seeing casinos in almost every town, each with a nearby pawn shop. My favorite, First National Pawn.

Mountains, rivers, falls, forest extending over the hill and the next and the next, sometimes brown from beetle damage, sometimes nothing but green.

Reflecting lakes. Tiny diving birds. Fields stretching from the roads to the mountains and dotted with bales of winter fodder or buffalo. Green, gold, purple, white, and of course, the blue of the big Montana sky.


While I don't believe you need to go there to write about a place, I like to think having been there adds a sense of reality to my fiction.

Wondering where I'll go next. Hmmm.

Leave a comment (1/25) and tell me where you went on your favorite road trip and I'll enter you in a drawing for a copy my books set in Montana, "Promise to Boy" and "He Calls Her Doc" along with a set of 3 Toss On elastic bracelets.

Thanks for reading.

Mary Brady








Monday, January 24, 2011

Long Live the Drama Queen!

I’ve been stressed trying to decide what to bring to the blog today. All the other posts have been so witty, wise and just plain brilliant that I didn’t want to fall on my face and give you a big o’ helping of…nothing. Because I can be good at talking circles around absolutely nothing. It’s a valuable talent, I assure you.

As the days flew by, nothing relevant came hurtling out of proverbial left field. I had good reason. You see, the current book I’ve been writing has consumed much of my life, and so I’ve been focusing all my creative energy on witty dialogue, heartfelt emotion and stirring conflict. This particular story has given me fits, and several days ago it occurred to me perhaps the book has been difficult because the heroine is such a drama queen. Now I don’t know what you think about drama queens. You probably avoid them, but I have a keen fascination with drama mamas because I come from a long line of them. But being a drama queen was never on my radar until several years before when I confronted the neighbor’s daughter-in-law.

It was a Friday morning and the kids and I were late getting out the door for school. We were squabbling over something (Don’t recall what because it was. Likely something silly like why my son wasn’t wearing a jacket in 20 degree weather) and I was very justly aggravated. I pulled out of the drive and proceeded down the street and up the hill of our neighborhood. I was in the middle of a standard Mom lecture about personal responsibility when I reached the summit where a very nice stop sign awaited me. I drive a large SUV mostly so I can carry around my kids, their friends and an enormous load of baseball bats, separated socks, school papers, lost toys and used batteries. The usual stuff. So as I approach the stop, intending on making a left turn, I realize I anticipated the turn a bit much and prevented an oncoming car from being able to turn onto the street. I waved a “sorry” but the driver proceeded to make a very rude gesture, yell something at me and then gun her accelerator as she blasted by me.

Okay. Normally it would be no big deal. I would have called the woman a dirty word in my mind and continued along my merry way. But something about this morning and this particular rude woman set me off. I mean really hacked me off. So I put my car in reverse. The kids started yelling, “What are you doing?” “Wait! Stop!” But in my mind I had become Dirty Harry. “You wanna come in my neighborhood and disrespect me, punk?” So I turned and followed the woman back toward my house. She pulled in three doors down, leaping out of her car and yelling, “What are you? Some kind of drama queen?”

I swear I almost laughed.

Me? A drama queen?

Crazy.

But after I’d made my point, embarrassed my kids and scared the woman a good deal, I started thinking…was I a drama queen? I’m certain I’m no diva. I’m not nearly self-involved enough. But drama? Yeah, I’m drawn to that. As I debated the possibility, I realized the apple does not fall far from the tree. I’m descended from a whole line of drama queens…not a calm, level head among us. We’re fiery, bold and sometimes annoying. We make mountains out of mole hills and exaggerate every family story until it becomes epic. Every freckle is cancer, every fight is a near brush with divorce and every tear a deluge of emotion. We take a smidgeon and create a bucketful. We’re total (gulp!) drama queens.

So it had me thinking…is being a drama queen a bad thing?

Probably.

But then again, drama queens are never boring. And quite entertaining. And sure to make you roll your eyes at times. But could a heroine in a romance book be a drama queen and still be likable? It would be a stretch for sure, but I do love a challenge.

So I gave birth to Scarlet. Had to give her the Queen of all Drama Queen’s name, didn’t I? She’s a flamboyant red-headed actress who is drawn to trouble like a buzzard is to road kill. If there is something she feels strongly about, she’s going to let everyone know. And that gets her in hot water with a sexy small town police chief.

So here’s to all the drama queens! Long live the drama queens!

Okay, I know you have a drama queen somewhere in your life, and if you don’t know one, you might be one yourself. So leave a comment and tell me about the over-the-top, just-can’t-stop woman in your life and I’ll toss you in a drawing to win three books – Vegas Two Step, The Way to Texas, and A Little Texas – my Oak Stand books.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Congratulations to Carin, 
the winner of our Where In The World contest!


Tara Taylor Quinn: USA
Wanda Ottewell: Canada
Karina Bliss: New Zealand
Rogenna Brewer: USA
Lenora Worth: USA
Joan Kilby: Australia
Sarah Mayberry: Australia
Geri Krotow: Russia

Please note: we did not disqualify anyone who chose New Zealand for Sarah Mayberry as she had recently moved back to Australia.   Sarah was our Carmen San Diego and our most often missed guess! 


Stay tuned for more exciting blogs coming to you from around the world...

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Weekender January 22- 23



This week's daily drawing winners...

Monday, January 17, 2011
Bri, Loves to read romance, Estella
An autographed copy each of Maddie Inherits a Cowboy by Jeannie Watt

Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Virginia C, Kristina, Kaelee, Waiting for the Call and Susan
An autographed copy each of A Lot Like Christmas by Dawn Atkins

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Rula Sinara and Desere Steenberg

A copy each of The Good Provider by Debra Salonen

Thursday, January 20, 2011
Jan
An autographed copy of The Boyfriend's Back, Plan B:Boyfriend and Calling the Shots, by Ellen Hartman


Please use our contact page to claim your prize.


And don't miss next week's bloggers...


Monday, January 24, 2011

Liz Tally

"LONG LIVE THE DRAMA QUEEN"
Liz will be giving away a set of three books - Vegas Two Step, The Way to Texas and A Little
Texas.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Mary Brady
"TO FEED THE MUSE: 4557 MILES IN A CAR"
Mary will be giving away her Superromance, He Calls Her Doc, as well as a set of 3 Toss Ona elastic bracelets

Wednesday, January 26, 2011


Darlene Gardner
"THE PRETTY BOYS OF PRO SPORTS"
Darlene will be giving away 2 Superromances from her backlist to a poster.

Thursday, January 27, 2011
Roz Denny Fox
"JANUARY: A TIME FOR REFLECTION AND RESOLUTION"
Roz will be giving away a necklace from the Tucson gem show made up of turquise and other gems, as well as a book from her backlist.








Friday, January 21, 2011

Writing Tip of the Week

"Never ever give up. Keep writing and submitting. Be a
voracious reader of all genres. Become an expert on the
subgenre you aim to publish in." ~ Geri Krotow





The winner of this week's 5-page critique is Marcie.
Please use our contact page to claim your prize.





You have all week to comment here and let us know how it worked for you.
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Thursday, January 20, 2011

I Never


Have you ever started something with the certainty that you know exactly how it will go? You know, when you have such clarity that you can make a list of I Will Nevers?

That’s how writing romance started for me. I had a whole list of things I’d never do. Here's a sample.

1. I’ll never write a marriage of convenience story.
2. I’ll never write about little kids.
3. I’ll never write about a secret baby.

My first book came out in 2007, which means I have almost four years under my belt. How am I doing with my Nevers?

I’m 3 for 3. (Yep, I’ve done every one of them.)

Heh.

So I’m not good with ultimatums. Or rules. Or maybe I’m just bad at predicting my career, because I do have some absolutes in my life.

1. I’ve never gone to bed angry with either of my kids. (Although, I have broken this rule with my husband.)
2. I’ve never littered. (At least not in my memory—maybe back in my toddler days I tossed empty milk bottles out the window of my parents VW bug.)
3. I’ve never said no to chocolate. (Unless it was chocolate pudding.)

See? I can do rules (as long as I’m allowed parentheses).

I think the trouble comes in when I try to declare the absolutes before I find out how I really feel and, more importantly, what really matters. Those “nevers” I outlined for my writing career were superficial. I didn’t know then what my real never was. The truth is I’ll never write a book unless I can find some way to identify with the subject and the characters. That’s the key.

My June Superromance, Married by June, is a marriage of convenience story. (Well, technically, it’s an engagement of convenience.) I struggled with it for many months, mainly because the motivation wasn’t clear for me. Why would modern, intelligent, stable, employed people ever agree to get engaged if they weren’t already in love? I answered that question when I let myself write the engagement scene. I did it as a writing exercise to explore the characters, but it was never meant to be included in the book. Once it was finished, though, I kept it and it’s now the opening scene.

Want a sneak peek? Here's Cooper Murphy proposing...

The spotlights on the front of the Capitol building glinted in his brown eyes, making them sparkle as he looked down at her. Suddenly he swung in front of her and dropped to one knee.
"Jorie, will you marry me?"

"What? No!" she said. The guard halfway up the steps straightened. He held his gun casually in front of his chest, but the Capitol was no place for messing around. "You've got to be—"

"The Wish Team granted your mom's wish," Cooper said, never looking away from her.

"What wish?" Jorie could feel her world starting to spin.

"She wants to give you a princess wedding. The one she's always dreamed of. The Wish Team is picking up the tab—"

"Wait— My wedding? To whom?"


Thus begins Jorie and Cooper’s engagement of convenience—the story I thought I’d never write.

What about you? Do you have rules you never bend? What about something you thought you wouldn’t do and wound up doing anyway? Leave a comment and be entered to win a set of my three most recent Supers: Calling the Shots, Plan B: Boyfriend, and The Boyfriend’s Back.

Thanks!
Ellen Hartman

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Run, Chicken, Run

Have you ever smelled burnt chicken feathers?


Me, either. But, I'm seriously considering a midnight raid on my neighbor's chicken coop. I'm not bloodthirsty enough to actually sacrifice a live chicken on the altar of the Cover God, but after getting a look at the cover of my April Superromance, RETURN TO THE BLACK HILLS, I have to try something.


Check this out.


On the surface, this cover has everything a good cover should have: hunky hero, sexual attraction between two nice looking people, bright, vivid colors and an interesting setting (I believe that bluff in the background is from a photo I took in the Black Hills). I probably should be weeping tears of relief because I know how many ways a good cover can go bad. And if the Cover God (or our esteemed Harlequin art department, for that matter) is listening, please understand, I'm not knocking the artistic composition of this one. My problem is: I don't recognize the heroine. 


Or, rather, I'm dreadfully afraid the wrong twin slipped into this steamy embrace when the artist wasn't looking. Does that mean the other twin will adorn the cover of my next book?


I don't know. That's where the chicken feathers come in.

And lest you think I'm overreacting, let me show you what can go wrong when you fail to pay proper homage to the god of covers.



MY HUSBAND, MY BABY, Dec. 2003
You might not be able to see it from this image, but my poor hero is wearing zipperless pants. Talk about emasculation! Poor Sam. He and I both cried. Hmmm...maybe the Cover God knew something I didn't. But Sam is the daddy of those two adorable babies, who, in my mind, saved the cover. Readers were so enchanted by the babies, they didn't notice Sam had no zipper.


But I did.




And then there's my third book, BACK IN KANSAS. Or, as I tend to think of it, the "pink mittens" book.
I blamed myself for including too much detail when I filled out the Art Fact Sheet (a standardized form that each writer completes for each book) for the next book. (These mittens aren't mentioned in BACK IN KANSAS but do appear in SOMETHING ABOUT EVE, the spin-off that followed.) Plus, I have to admit, my gut reaction to the female model on this cover was, "Does she look like a hooker to you? A librarian, maybe, but a reformed sex worker? Really?" And, I ask you, who dons mittens to look at a map?


In addition to filling out an Art Fact Sheet form, authors are asked to provide the art department with a brief synopsis of the story. Somehow, somewhere, something went wrong--communication-wise--with A BABY ON THE WAY, which features a pair of teenagers frollicking on the cover. Doesn't the hero look like a cast member of Glee? His striped polo shirt nearly killed me. Why, you ask? Because in my book these characters are thirty-something married lawyers at a crossroads in their relationship dealing with a lot of heavy, intense issues, including whether or not to stay married. 



But this cover does have one redeeming feature: the dog. The dog is the spitting image of my sweet Belle, who died a few months after this book was released. So, despite its flaws, I have a soft spot in my heart for this cover.


Actually, I must admit that I am very lucky. Three slightly wonky covers out of 28 isn't bad. And I accept responsibility for the inspiration behind all of my covers--I'm the one who picks the main characters' attributes from a drop-down menu, fills in the blanks, describes specific scenes in the book and provides a synopsis of the story. But I've come to understand that description and artistic interpretation are two different things. 


Which brings me to April's RETURN TO THE BLACK HILLS. The hero, Cade, is great. It's the heroine, Jessie, a professional stuntwoman who dyed her hair a tawny, lioness shade of gold to match her Freerunning alter-ego, Jess DeLeon, who has me worried. Readers are also introduced to Jessie's sister, Remy (heroine of May's A FATHER'S QUEST), in this book. Sweet, girlie-girl Remy with the long, white-blond hair. Maybe if I'd offered up a small burnt offering (or paid closer attention to the Art Fact Sheets), the model on this cover would have had shoulder-length tawny blond hair...and been on top. 


I know. I know. I'm too picky. And, realistically, there's no changing things, now. My neighbor's chickens can rest easy. But, maybe the next time you pick up a Superromance and study the cover, you will appreciate how much time, angst and superstitious nonsense (on my part, at least) has gone into its making. ;-)


If you have any cover art questions or comments, please speak up. Your post will enter your name into a drawing for one of two copies of my Australian Special Moments release--which has a cover I absolutely adore--and features my Superromance, THE GOOD PROVIDER, and a Silhouette Special Edition, FROM DOCTOR...TO DADDY, by Karen Rose Smith. Your name will also go into the general drawing for a chance to win a Kindle! (The winner will be selected at the end of the month.)

Deb

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Make Out More, Watch TV Less

Evidently, you use up twice the calories making out as you do watching TV. Make Love Not Fat, I guess, should be the matching slogan. This matters because, sure enough, I packed on the poundage over the holiday party season....sigh. So hug someone before you turn on Mad Men maybe?

HOME TO HARMONY has been on shelves for a week now, I reckon, and I'm hoping it's selling well. The four-star review from Romantic Times was nice to get. I was thrilled when a fan told me she thought my first Super, A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS, was her fave of my 20+ books so far, so that's good news.

In honor of the release of my second Super, I'm giving away a copy of A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS to five contributors to the blog. Just share your best sugar-resistance technique...besides making out with your husband or loved one.

Got the title for the next book, coming out in September, THE BABY CONNECTION. It's about a baby surprise between an investigative reporter embedded in Iraq and a photojournalist in Phoenix and the title is spookily right on because their career and soul connection is boosted by the baby that hits the reporter between the eyes when he finds out about him. This without my editor reading a WORD of the book. Talk about psychic. I hope that means the book will sell like hotcakes, too.

In the meantime, I'll be dragging my husband into the bedroom to work off those Paradise Bakery cookies every chance I get...hey, it's healthy, right?

All my best,
Dawn Atkins

Monday, January 17, 2011

Writing Off the Grid

I live off the grid and I must confess that, until I started living off the grid, I had no idea what the term meant. I also had no idea what I was getting into.

Backtrack eighteen years to when my husband and I lived on the edge of town, with horses, kidlets, cats and dogs jammed onto one acre. The town was developing around us, so we decided to buy some acreage in a more rural area and give our kids and animals room to roam. This is easier said than done in Nevada, since approximately eighty percent of the state is federal land.  Eventually, though, we found a nice house on many acres, with a creek. It was thirty miles from my work and only eight miles from a small ranching town. It was, unfortunately, one hundred miles from my husband’s work, but such is life in Nevada.

There was one minor drawback to my dream house, however—no electrical service (thus the term “off the grid”). The house had a generator, as did the other two places up the canyon. My husband and I were anxious to get out of town, and the property was exactly what we wanted—in fact it was the only suitable property we’d found in almost a year of looking. We decided what the heck? If our neighbors could live on a generator, so could we. How hard could it be?

It wasn’t that hard. At first. Our generator, a 1964 Onan beauty with a zillion hours on it, lulled us into a sense of security. Starting on demand. Running smoothly during the six or seven hours a day we ran power. And then, one day, we heard, chugga…chugga…cough…chug…..chug….ack…chug…  silence. (And darkness. In the generator world, one invariably follows the other.) Silence is the worst sound a generator owner can hear, next to “That part will take two weeks to get here.”

We realized then that (a) we hadn’t seen this coming and (b) we had a problem on our hands, since neither my husband nor I were savvy mechanics. We had to find a generator repairman who was willing to drive seventy miles round trip to diagnose and fix the problem and then charge us an arm and a leg. In the meantime, we had no water to speak of because when the generator doesn’t run, the well doesn’t run. Welcome to life as the Swiss Family Robinson.

During our eighteen years of generator life, I have spent every major holiday without power at least once. I have learned to repair a propane generator in below zero weather. I have jump started my house with jumper cables and a pickup truck when it was too cold for the battery to work. I have done battle with snakes who’ve taken up residence in the generator house.  I’ve passed out flashlights to houseguests in the evening before we shut down the power for the night. My kids had to go to bed when we did or sit in the dark.

Why, you might ask, do we continue this madness?  Well, the view for one thing. And the incredible sense of peace I get whenever I walk outside my front door and see the valley below and mountains all around me. Also, my kids grew up playing in the creek and reading. They developed keen imaginations. I developed mechanical skills.

I have learned to budget my time between power-on and power-off. Power-on—watch TV, vacuum, do the laundry. Power-off—read a book, don’t vacuum and don’t do the laundry. I kind of like power-off mode—especially now that I have a laptop with a six-hour battery and can write whenever I like.

Since I like to write about what I know, in my February book, Maddie Inherits a Cowboy, the heroine is introduced to life off the grid while staying at an isolated ranch. I had a great time writing about her experiences, since many of them were inspired by my own. If you’d like to read about Maddie, I have the first chapter posted on my blog and I am giving away three copies of the book today. All you have to do is to tell me about being without power—be it on a camping trip or during a power outage.

I’m waiting to hear about your experiences off the grid—but if you don’t have one, just pop in and say hello. That counts, too.

Jeannie Watt



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