Hello Laura! Thank you so much for visiting Written Butterfly with me today! It’s such a pleasure to chat with you. So tell me…
Q) How did you dream up the dynamics of your characters?
When I first started writing the story, about 3 years ago, I projected some of my early-in-life qualities onto the heroine, Abby… shy, introverted, stays within her comfort zone. But over the years as I’ve experienced life, I’ve come to find that straying can be a good thing. J The hero she meets gives her plenty of incentive to try new adventures (as does my hubby, for me).
Q) Is this book part of a series? If so, can you tell us about it?
This is the first book in a series of three that I plan to write; A New Adventures Series. They’re fun, snarky, and sexy rom-coms. Abby’s story is first, she’s the eldest sibling; I plan to write about the others. Beckham and Claire are twins who stir up plenty of mischief while trying to discover who they really want to be. And then there’s the ‘baby’, Denise, who thinks her life is all planned out at age twenty-four. But life doesn’t always go according to plan.
Q) Can you give a fun or interesting fact about your book?
My character is twenty-eight when she first experiences para-gliding. She’s terrified, but absolutely loved it when she did it. After wanting to do it myself for years, I first experienced it at age forty-two, when I went to Hawaii for a dental conference! I went in the morning and loved it so much, went back that same afternoon and did it again!
Q) What do you think is your strongest asset as a writer? …what is your weakest factor as a writer?
Q) Do you have any habits that get you in the writing frame of mind?
I try to picture my writing playing out like a movie in my head; how the characters would act, what they’d say, what’s going on around them… I re-read often to see if it’s flowing well. I also have plenty of notes on my characters, research about the area I’m writing about (I like to throw in local flavor, such as a restaurant they may visit, or a charitable cause that they support)
Q) Do you plan all your characters out before you start a story or do they develop as you write?
Q) How much real life do you put into or influences your books?
Quite a bit, actually. I put a bit of myself into my characters, and imagine them overcoming whatever quirks or oddities they have. I also project what I’d love to embody at times; someone unafraid, fearless. There are situations or occurrences from either my life or someone I know that I’ll incorporate into a story. Of course changing all names to protect the innocent, or, not so innocent. ;)
Q) What are your upcoming projects?
“Unexpected Adventures” A New Adventures Series Book One
Order and routine is introverted Abby’s motto, so when she’s being pushed to step out of her comfort zone, meeting hunky Shaun may be just the catalyst she needs.
Their swift attraction to one another leads to new adventures that include paragliding, tattooing, and, yeah – Abby relinquishing her virginity. Laugh along with Abby as she discovers how fun it can be to step off her straight line.
Denise shuts off the engine, throws the keys in my direction, and quickly exits the car. I barely have time to react so the keys don’t smack me in the face. Luckily I’m spared that embarrassment. But I fumble with the keys, dropping them onto the floor by Shaun’s feet. I try to stretch over the console and twist around as we both reach for them at the same time, bumping our heads in that classic way. We each draw back, me wincing, him grinning.
“Sorry, my head seems to be harder than yours,” he says.
“No kidding.” I quickly smack my hand over my mouth.
“It’s okay, no need to be embarrassed. Here.” He hands me the keys, which I drop in my bag. “Why don’t we start again?” He extends his hand toward me. “Hi. I’m Shaun Porter.”
I look at his hand, then back to his face. I’m so mesmerized by his eyes, all I can do is stare.
“I promise I won’t bite.”
My nervous laughter causes him to smile. I slide my hand into his and shake it, immediately feeling his warmth. Parts of his skin are rough, parts are smooth. My eyes never leave his as he leans in close, parting his lips to speak again. But not before I blurt out, “Let me guess, not unless I want you to, right?”
The outburst startles me and I feel flush. Not to mention nauseated. Good Lord, what is wrong with me?
“Not exactly where I was going, but, okay.”
“I’m sorry.” I pull my hand from his, turning to open the door. “I’ll just exit this car and you pretend I never uttered a word.” I finally get out and try dashing toward the house. I hear the car door slam as Shaun gets out, trotting to catch up to me, his flip-flops slapping his heels.
I hurry my pace but he has no problem catching up to me.
“Wait, I’ll walk with you.”
I remain quiet although he’s determined to engage in conversation as he speaks again.
“So how long are you visiting your sister?”
“Through Monday, or are you returning Monday?”
“Uh huh.” I’m not really paying attention to his words, I’m just trying to make it into the house without making a fool of myself any more than I already have. Evidently that’s not going to happen as I stumble in the grass and Shaun bursts forward, reaching out to save me from a face plant. He hauls me up, our chests touching, his hands cupping my elbows. I pull back as if he’s on fire, which he is, because my god, he’s hot…
“You okay?” he asks.
“Yes, thank you.” I side-step him to continue walking, then stop and turn back. “Um, no, actually I’m not. Look, I’m just going to say it. You’re gorgeous.”
He looks surprised but continues to grin. So cute.
“I’m sure you get that all the time.” I feel my face flame. “And I’m awkward and making a fool of myself.”
“So, to avoid any further embarrassment, would you just please stand here and count to ten, giving me a head start? Okay? Great.” I quickly turn again toward the house, thinking I’m finally going to get inside without further incident. Nope. Shaun speed-counts to ten––out loud, mind you––in about four seconds before rushing to catch up to me again.
“You didn’t say I had to count slowly.”
I can’t help but giggle.
“Look, I find you attractive and intriguing.”
I snort and don’t even mind. I think I’m beyond trying to be smooth.
He chuckles. “We really can start again.”
I look at him out of the corner of my eye. “How many doovers are you going to give me?”
“As many as it takes.”
I stop to face him, almost reluctant to accept what he’s saying. He seems sincere, and he’s just so dang sexy. Here goes nothing…
“Okay.” I extend my hand. “Abby Carter.”
He takes my hand. “Shaun Porter. Pleased to meet you.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Laura M Baird, Romance Author... After writing for many years, my publishing dreams came true only a year ago, and now I’m excited to say I have eight stories out, with two more upcoming releases with Evernight Publishing. I also enjoy poetry and prose, and have two pieces published at spillwords.com. I grew up on the East Coast, and after joining the U. S. Army, met and married my husband (of nearly 28 years), and migrated to the West Coast. While raising two sons, I went through dental hygiene school, which I’ve been doing for the past eighteen years. Soon I hope to transition out of that profession and concentrate solely on writing. Hubby and I enjoy walks (we really do!), drag racing, hockey, and Boise State Football. When not writing or reading, I love engaging on social media. Readers can find me on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Amazon, Goodreads, and Bookbub.